Eternal Saber

"Yuan Xian! Someone, come save my son Yuan Xian!"

Xia Daozi cried out in heartfelt anguish and despair.

A few more people rushed over from the crowd, checked him in a flurry, exchanged glances, but remained silent.

"How is it, can you save him?"

Xia Daozi grabbed one by the collar and hurriedly asked.

"Young Master Yuan Xian..."

The person hesitated, stammering.

Upon hearing this, Xia Daozi grew anxious, his eyes turned fierce, his expression twisted, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "If you can’t save my son Yuan Xian, I’ll bury your entire family with him!"

The person shuddered all over and quickly said, "Lord Chancellor, don’t worry, Young Master Yuan Xian’s life isn’t in danger, but... but his dantian is destroyed, and it’s unlikely to recover fully."

"Will it affect his future cultivation?"

Xia Daozi, not understanding martial arts, became worried and asked a rather foolish question.

"There should be some impact,"

The person spoke ambiguously and quickly added upon seeing Xia Daozi about to explode again, "However, Young Master Yuan Xian at least has a horizontally trained body and internal strength, and he can continue to cultivate in that way."

Even so, everyone present was well aware that with Xia Yuanxian’s dantian ruined, he could no longer control the flying sword or unleash mystic skills!

Even if he could heal eventually, the path of the profound sect was completely cut off!

Simply horizontally trained body and internal strength of the viscera were not enough to dominate among the younger generation.

Let alone topping the Wind and Cloud Ranking or being the greatest in martial arts.

At least, Shen Zhiyuan, who was one realm lower than him, could still suppress him.

Moreover, Xia Yuanxian’s defeat was not just a grave injury and ruined dantian, but a massive psychological blow!

Previously so arrogant, looking down on all, speaking wildly, thinking he had control, and despised the Great Xia Martial World.

But before everyone’s eyes, he was now marked with shame, his dantian broken, ending up in such a miserable state.

He had almost set foot on that supreme pedestal!

Who would have thought, a nobody would come out of nowhere and kick him off!

Xia Daozi suddenly turned, looking at Chen Tang in the martial arts arena, and coldly said, "My son has the potential of a Grandmaster. If any future repercussions arise, you will pay for it!"

"Hahaha!"

These words immediately drew a burst of laughter.

"Do you think Grandmaster is as common as cabbages by the roadside? You say it’s there, and it is?"

"You might as well claim your son has the emperor’s destiny; that might have some drama."

"Indeed, if the Chancellor deposes His Holiness and takes the throne himself, his son succeeding the throne would indeed make him an emperor."

Xia Daozi was mocked by these Jianghu people, his expression turning extremely ugly, alternately cloudy and clear.

He had such thoughts, but being exposed publicly was still embarrassing.

"Father, take me back to the palace!"

Xia Yuanxian gritted his teeth, inhaled sharply, and with difficulty, uttered a few words.

By now, the medicine’s efficacy had faded.

Though severely injured, he regained his reason.

Lingering here would result in further humiliation; he must leave quickly and make new plans.

"Alright, alright!"

Xia Daozi nodded repeatedly, looking back at Chen Tang and those from Langya Pavilion, he gritted his teeth and said, "Today, I’ll remember this bill; there will come a day for reckoning!"

After saying this, he ordered people to support Xia Yuanxian, and amidst all the laughter, they scurried away from Langya Pavilion under the army’s protection.

"Brother Chen Tang, impressive means!"

Many young people from Jianghu, seeing Chen Tang curb Xia Yuanxian’s arrogance and restore the Great Xia Martial World’s dignity, felt profound admiration and couldn’t help but cheer.

"Just a lucky fluke."

Chen Tang cupped his hands, slightly smiling.

"Brother Chen, thank you."

Shen Zhiyuan dragged his injured body, insisting on bowing to Chen Tang, expressing sincere gratitude.

Before this, there wasn’t much interaction or affection between the two.

He harbored goodwill towards Chen Tang, mostly because of Song Wu.

Song Wu’s friends were his friends.

Those Song Wu judged correctly wouldn’t be wrong.

But today, Shen Zhiyuan felt immense gratitude towards Chen Tang.

Chen Tang, using "Riverside Preface," carved "Eternity" on Xia Yuanxian’s face, rectifying the "Riverside Preface."

Later, Chen Tang crippled Xia Yuanxian’s dantian with a single kick, regaining Shen Zhiyuan’s honor.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!

Su Muzhe also approached, shaking his head and smiling, he said, "Brother Chen, who would’ve thought you hid so deeply."

That day in the courtyard, Chen Tang seemed ordinary, his writing was poor, and he didn’t seem quite familiar with Jianghu rules, who could have imagined this person had such means!

Yan Shu praised, "Young Master Chen, what impressive skills."

Standing beside Chen Tang, Mei Zhenyu felt a sense of pride at this moment.

After all, he had come to Langya Pavilion with Chen Tang.

Several people surrounded Chen Tang, Zhiwei wanted to speak but couldn’t find an opportunity, just grew anxiously impatient.

But something crossed her mind, and suddenly she burst into laughter.

With this battle, Chen Tang is enough to make a name for himself in Jianghu, and she felt genuinely happy for Brother Atang from deep within her heart.

More importantly, Brother Atang stepped forward for her sake.

At this moment, Zhiwei sensed something and looked towards the crowd.

Someone seemed to be watching her secretly over there.

She saw a neatly presented girl, quiet and obedient with delicate features, having some baby fat.

Upon seeing Zhiwei look over, the girl lowered her head.

She realized, this was the sister Chen Tang mentioned.

It seemed she had found her family.

The girl thought within her heart.

Zhiwei only now noticed that this girl seemed to have come with Chen Tang.

Since she couldn’t converse with Chen Tang right now, Zhiwei approached the girl and asked, "Did you come with Brother Atang?"

The girl nodded.

Zhiwei smiled warmly and asked, "I’m Shen Zhiwei, you can just call me Zhiwei. What’s your name?"

The girl bowed her head, silent.

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Madam Su watched closely at the few young ones in the martial arts arena, particularly the young man named Chen Tang, and grew increasingly pleased, her old heart comforted. She turned to the curious Ye Taoyuan and asked, "What is this Chen Tang’s background?"

Ye Taoyuan replied, "I did hear Zhiwei mention that he comes from Qian Country, a hunter by background."

In Great Xia, among the eminent families, social status matching was crucially significant.

Especially for the elder generation, the notions of pedigree were deeply ingrained.

Madam Su’s inquiry clearly revealed some intentions, thinking to choose a husband for Zhiwei.

"His background is quite ordinary."

Madam Su softly mused and then continued, "But that doesn’t matter, as they say, heroes don’t ask about origins. I see this young man is no ordinary person, and will become a great figure, simply a perfect match for Zhiwei!"

Ye Taoyuan: "..."

The old lady’s change in perspective was a bit quick.

Ye Xuan, beside her, gave a gentle cough, saying, "He’s still quite young, it isn’t necessary to overly praise him, and he needs to be observed for a while."

"What more observation is needed?"

Madam Su said, "He has good feelings with Zhiwei, and just defeated Xia Yuanxian, and with this battle power, he’s enough to top the Wind and Cloud Ranking! I suggest your Sword Pavilion quickly publish a new Wind and Cloud Ranking and put him at the top."

"Just this one battle might still be insufficient."

Ye Xuan hesitated, "In Great Xia, there are too few records of his achievements. Moreover, there’s a need to confirm his age, and Sword Pavilion needs to comprehensively evaluate, to make the decision."