Chapter 168 Provocation
Wangjiang Tower's heritage is not as good as that of some of the top famous families, but it also has a history of more than 300 years.
Ever since the first generation ancestor founded Wangjiang Tower after gaining enlightenment by observing the river, there have been countless challenges. The ancestor used twenty years to stabilize Wangjiang Tower on the bank of the river with just a big sword, and no one has challenged it for the next three hundred years.
There were many visitors, but no one came late at night, let alone shouted loudly like Zhao Yushu did.
Very rude!
What Zhao Yushu wants is rudeness!
"It's late at night, and the mountain gate is closed. Please go back, sir." Also in the fourth heaven, a voice came from upstairs, mighty and majestic.
Zhao Yushu is at the fourth level of the sky. It would not be difficult for an inner voice to come over and shock him to death. However, that would be a disadvantage. If word gets out, not only will the academy not let it go, but any ordinary citizen would also say that Wangjiang Tower is afraid of others and only dares to bully the weak.
"Now that you're here, closing the door and refusing visitors isn't the right way to treat them." Old Zhao's purpose was to find trouble, so how could he just leave like that?
"In that case, please!"
The mountain gate creaked open, and Lao Zhao sneered and walked across the huge archway with his sword in hand. He was shouting not just for the people in Wangjiang Tower. There were quite a few idle people around, and even on the big river next to him, several boats had people coming out to point fingers. Wangjiang Tower definitely didn't have the courage to kill Lao Zhao here.
The main building of Wangjiang Tower is seven stories high, about twenty to thirty feet tall, with green tiles and red pillars, and it looks extraordinary. The square downstairs is paved with fine blue bricks, and is wide and clean. It is usually the place where disciples practice.
And just as Zhao Yushu stepped onto the square, two teams of more than twenty monks in white rushed out of the main building and stood on the left and right of the square. All of them had gushing spiritual power, at least at the third level, and the highest was probably at the sixth level.
With so many young and strong cultivators at the same time, Wangjiang Tower is worthy of being the largest sect in Jiangning.
A middle-aged female cultivator whose cultivation was at least two levels higher than Zhao Yushu stepped out from the crowd and said, "I am Liu Yumei, the fifth elder of Wangjiang Tower. May I ask what brings you here so late at night, Mr. Liu?"
Oh no, you want to scare me with your large numbers. The ones at the first and second levels are all hiding in the building, so you are using you to make up the scene, right? Fortunately, I have seen big scenes. The number of inner scene masters and great masters who have had tea with me is greater than the number of people in this square of you, not to mention the smaller masters at the fifth and sixth levels.
"It's nothing important. It's just that when I was in Nanyang, I met a Mr. Qin who claimed to be the chief of Wangjiang Tower. He sincerely invited me to come here and take a look. I just arrived in Jiangning and I couldn't wait to come here. I wonder if Mr. Qin is back?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Elder Liu's face turned blue and purple, but Zhao Yushu did not pay attention to her, but raised his head to look upstairs.
Just when he mentioned the words Mr. Qin, an extremely powerful spiritual power swept through his body. Although it was hidden, Mrs. Xu reacted automatically.
"My nephew hasn't come back yet."
"Really? What a pity! Do you know when he will be back?"
Elder Liu narrowed his eyes and said, "If Mr. Liu wants to see him, we at Wangjiang Tower may be able to arrange it."
Zhao Yushu raised the corner of his mouth: "It's not that I don't want to, I'm just afraid that I won't recognize him when I see him."
After all, it was burned to ashes.
The low-level disciples looked at each other in bewilderment. They only knew that the chief senior brother had followed the young duke to Nanyang, but the death of Mr. Qin had not been made public, so they were confused about the conversation between the fifth elder and the sixth gentleman.
"You are really sharp-tongued." Elder Liu gritted his teeth.
"Mr. Qin also said this, twice. Oh, and he was also very curious and asked me if my weapon was as sharp as my words. Guess what?"
"What's the matter?" Liu Yumei followed subconsciously.
“He’s seen it.”
Zhao Yushu laughed: "Since Mr. Qin is not back, I will not disturb you anymore. Goodbye!"
"Mr. Liu came and left as he pleased, without even a cup of tea. Wouldn't it make outsiders say that Wangjiang Tower doesn't know how to entertain guests?"
"Is that so? Then what good tea does Wangjiang Tower have?"
“Nature is the best tea.”
"That's annoying."
Zhao Yushu bowed, and under the gaze of a group of cultivators, followed Elder Liu into the main building of Wangjiang Tower.
On the highest seventh floor, several old men with white hair and beards were sitting on armchairs. The old man in the main seat had a long beard, which made him look intimidating without even getting angry. He was stroking his beard slowly without saying a word.
"Big Brother, the enemy is just downstairs, are we just going to sit here and do nothing?" A short and fat monk shouted, patting the handrail.
"Yumei has already gone, do you want to go again? When did the Sixth Master of his academy become so prestigious that he could alarm the two elders of Wangjiang Tower?"
"Hey, Xiao Qin is our chief. It's fine that he killed someone in Nanyang, but now he comes to provoke us. Are we just going to put up with it?"
"He was only at the third level in Nanyang, but he was able to kill Xiao Qin. Regardless of whether he joined forces with others or not, this was his ability, and also the ability of the academy. People with ability have the right to be arrogant."
"Anyway, I can't swallow this!"
The white-bearded old man sneered, "Okay, then you go down and kill him, and the rest of us will sit here and see if we can hold out against that old lunatic until tomorrow morning."
The short and fat monk suddenly lost his temper and slapped his thigh in hatred.
"Big Brother, what do you think he came here for? If he's just trying to provoke me, that's a bit childish. Do you think the academy is behind this?" A female cultivator spoke up, obviously thinking more than the short and fat cultivator.
"Not really. I guess there are two reasons. Either they came here to bite the little duke, or they came for the salt tax. As for why they came to us, I can't guess for the moment. As you said, if it's just a provocation, it's too naive."
Liu Yumei sat in the main seat and Zhao Yushu sat in the guest seat, slowly sipping a cup of tea which was said to be the best.
It turned out that I was not destined to enjoy life. This cup of tea tasted no different from the big bowl of tea I drank at a roadside stall when I first returned to Dongdu.
"Mr. Six, how is it?"
"Good, very thirst-quenching."
Liu Yumei gritted her teeth. If it weren't for the order from her senior brother, she would have killed the bastard with a single sword. He was such an eyesore.
"All the teachers in Su Wen Academy are outstanding people, each with their own strengths. I wonder what Mr. Liu is good at?"
"As for me, I know a little bit of everything."
Don't be ashamed!
"I see. Mr. Liu is really knowledgeable and talented."
"Thank you for the compliment. I've finished my tea. I'll leave now if I have nothing else to do."
You're going around in circles and not getting to the point, right? Well, I'll just show off and run away, so exciting.
"Mr. Six, wait a minute!"
finally come.
"What else do you want, Elder?"
"We, the disciples of Wangjiang Tower, have admired the academy for a long time. Today is a rare opportunity. How about Mr. Liu condescending to teach our disciples a few moves?"
Zhao Yushu smiled slightly: "Okay."