CHAPTER 1190: CHAPTER 1190: PREACHING! (SECOND UPDATE)

Four days later.

On the peak of Mount Hua, martial artists were gathering here, assembling many masters from the martial world, all coming for one thing.

Ye Qiu’s teachings on Mount Hua.

As early as seven days ago, news of Ye Qiu’s teachings had spread, and martial artists from both the southern and northern martial worlds flocked to Mount Hua just to hear Ye Qiu’s teachings.

Ye Qiu’s power was evident to all; in just over two years, Ye Qiu went from being a True Qi martial artist to a legendary figure in the martial world. Even veteran martial artists had to treat him with utmost respect. This status was unique to Ye Qiu in the martial world, not even the ten supreme figures could reach such a level.

For such a legendary person to teach publicly, who wouldn’t want to personally attend? Especially for those who had been stuck at a certain level for a long time, this was viewed as an opportunity. Maybe they could get inspired by Ye Qiu, and with his guidance, breaking through their bottlenecks became highly possible.

This grand gathering was another major meeting among martial artists, following the Martial Arts Conference.

Numerous martial artists had arrived early at the peak of Mount Hua, fearing they would miss this great opportunity.

Martial artists from both the southern and northern realms appeared one after another. Although they looked down on each other, they remained peaceful because Chen Yifeng and Old Jin had warned everyone. If any martial artist deliberately disturbed Ye Qiu’s teachings, they would become enemies of both the southern and northern martial worlds. Based on this rule, no one dared make a move for fear of violating it.

At the foot of Mount Hua, a group of men dressed in Japanese samurai attire, wearing geta, slowly ascended the mountain, attracting many glances along the way.

"Japanese samurai..."

"What are these Japanese samurai doing here?"

Immediately, many people showed puzzled expressions. Ye Qiu’s teachings were beneficial to the martial world, a grand event. Since it was about imparting martial arts knowledge, on-the-spot guidance was also highly possible. However, this was a celebration of the China martial arts community itself. The sudden appearance of Japanese people here was bewildering.

"Do they also want to listen to Ye the Legend’s teachings?" someone speculated.

"I think these guys are here to steal our knowledge. They didn’t dare make a sound when Ye the Legend suppressed them alone. Now that they somehow caught wind of Ye the Legend’s teachings, they’ve come running at the first opportunity."

The Chinese martial arts community had no good feelings toward Japanese martial artists. Ever since those Japanese samurai attacked and killed martial artists, animosity between the martial artists of the two nations only deepened.

"We should drive these guys away. If Ye the Legend’s insights are to be shared, they should be shared with us Chinese, not some Japanese martial artists," someone suggested.

"Exactly, these Japanese have sinister intentions. They learn from us only to turn against us. It has been this way since our ancestors’ days, and they still dream of overthrowing us. We absolutely must not let them listen to Ye the Legend’s teachings."

Some people’s eyes flickered, contemplating making a move to drive the Japanese martial artists away.

The group of Japanese martial artists slowed their steps, sensing the hostile gaze from surrounding martial artists.

Several Japanese samurai instinctively placed their hands on the katanas at their waists, ready to launch a swift attack at the slightest provocation.

One Japanese man whispered a jumble of words in the lead samurai’s ear, which the surrounding people couldn’t understand, but they knew they were discussing something.

As the Japanese martial artists vigilantly scanned the area, someone secretly clenched their fist, preparing to act.

Then, suddenly someone stepped forward, saying to the crowd, "Everyone, don’t act rashly. Don’t forget the words of Senior Chen and Senior Jin, who said anyone who dares to disrupt Ye the Legend’s teachings will become a public enemy of the martial world, hunted by martial artists from both the southern and northern realms until death."

The words struck fear into those who were eager to act. Realizing the gravity of becoming an enemy of the martial world, many displayed signs of retreat. Becoming a public enemy meant facing the enmity of all Chinese martial artists, a fate worse than death.

Some Chinese martial artists who had planned to drive away the Japanese ceased their actions. The Japanese martial artists, aware of the watchful eyes around them, continued to ascend the mountain in caution.

"Let them go up. As long as we identify these people later, Ye the Legend will decide whether to teach them or not," someone said.

At this moment, those who had hesitated to act stopped their impulse altogether. Any move now would be a direct violation of the rules set by Chen Yifeng and Old Jin, resulting in a collective hunt from the entire martial world. This consequence was unbearable for most, as it equated to certain death.

It was better to toss this dilemma to Ye Qiu and let him decide. If they acted rashly, they might gain nothing, only to end up in the wrong.

Seeing no one made a move, the Japanese martial artists quickened their pace, swiftly reaching the summit of Mount Hua.

On the peak of Mount Hua, Ye Qiu sat atop a cylindrical stone pillar, with a crowd standing five meters in front of him.

The number of attendees was even greater than imagined. Everyone, including Chen Yifeng and Old Jin, was present.

Huh?

Ye Qiu noticed a familiar face. He thought for a moment and finally recognized Luo Tie. Back during the Ten Supreme Contenders, Luo Tie’s strength was not low, consistently holding the second and third positions.

Unexpectedly, he too came here.

As Ye Qiu’s gaze landed on himself, Luo Tie also looked at Ye Qiu. The two exchanged a smile without speaking.

In Luo Tie’s heart, he could hardly believe that Ye Qiu, this dark horse, had reached such heights. Even a contemporary martial artist like him found it astonishing.

"Huangfu Jun, I wonder if you will come. Now, Ye Qiu is someone we can only look up to and cannot compare with," Luo Tie sighed.

Luo Tie was unaware that Huangfu Jun had already noticed Ye Qiu. However, his figure was off in the distance.

At this moment, Huangfu Jun felt extremely conflicted. Once, he was the number one among the Ten Supreme Contenders, later demoted to the second position. His brilliance was entirely overshadowed by Ye Qiu.

Hmm?

Ye Qiu noticed another familiar gaze. He saw Huangfu Jun in the corner, his appearance concealed except for his eyes. Had Ye Qiu not caught this moment by chance, he might not have discovered that Huangfu Jun was also here to listen to insights on martial arts.

"I wonder how many among the Ten Supreme Contenders have come..."

Ye Qiu continued scanning the room, and suddenly, he spotted some people dressed like Japanese martial artists.

Japanese people?

Just as Ye Qiu wondered why the Japanese would come here, a man with golden short hair and blue eyes appeared at the base of Mount Hua.

The man glanced at the towering Mount Hua and murmured, "Is this the place where Chinese martial artists often gather? I wonder if I’ve come too late."

Since that woman told him about a major event happening in the martial world, he made the journey, traveling countless miles to get here.