Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses - Chapter 580 - 557: Fishing
Chapter 580: Chapter 557: Fishing
Grandmaster, in this world, represents the pinnacle, the utmost, the invincible, dominating the contemporary era.
Even today, many legendary deeds of grandmasters continue to circulate.
Ouyang Qing, the Sword Saint, split the long river with one sword, and the river did not merge for over two hundred years;
Lin Xiuyuan, the Divine Fist, reversed the flow of the volcano’s magma with one palm;
The Valley Master of Immortal Flute in Wenxin Valley played the tune ’Spring Comes’, making the peach blossoms on the mountain bloom prematurely…
Grandmasters can invoke the power of heaven and earth, creating an insurmountable gap with those who have not broken through.
There is even a widely spread proverb: Beneath the grandmaster, all are ants.
Every grandmaster is a hero among heroes, a supreme existence capable of influencing world affairs.
Sometimes, even in the entire realm, not even one or two centuries can produce a grandmaster.
In recent years, the martial arts world of the Qing Kingdom has been so stagnant, the four great sects have always been reclusive, and there has been an unprecedented number of traitors emerging in the Central Plains. Isn’t it because a grandmaster has appeared in the Wanma Country beyond the frontier?
It makes everyone feel that the martial arts world of the Central Plains is approaching a dead end.
Even though today, the Divine Sword Scholar Wang Yukai has defeated the closed-door disciple of the National Master of Wanma Country, it would not affect the overall situation.
But when Wang Yukai says he is a disciple of a grandmaster, it carries a different significance.
Since ancient times, only a grandmaster can confront a grandmaster.
If the martial arts world of the Central Plains still has a grandmaster living in the world, what should they fear from the Wanma Country? They could stand tall and proud!
“You, you are a disciple of a grandmaster?” Hearing this, Tuoba Hong couldn’t believe it and instinctively asked again.
The other people present.
The group of brawny men from the National Master’s residence, Li Weizhou known as ’One Palm Flattening the River’, the members from the Golden Tiger Gang, Divine Wind Sect, Red Leaf Sect, Thunder and Wind Sect, who came to lend their fists, and the large crowd of onlookers…
All fixed their eyes on Wang Yukai, afraid to miss a single word he was about to say.
Although Wang Yukai considers himself brave, he felt quite uncomfortable being watched by so many people.
Lou Yi’s voice transmission reached his ears, and he instinctively clenched his hand.
He found out that, unbeknownst to him, a talisman paper had appeared in his palm.
“Indeed.” Wang Yukai said indifferently.
“How could your Qing Kingdom’s martial arts still have a grandmaster alive?” Tuoba Hong’s face turned red as he roared in disbelief.
It was even more unacceptable than losing this match to him.
“In my hand, I happen to have something given by my master.” Wang Yukai opened his palm in front of everyone.
Revealing a yellow talisman paper, three inches long, covered in black lines.
The next moment, the talisman paper flew into the air, igniting without wind, transforming into a giant yellow light sword five to six zhang long, its radiance intense, its power astonishing.
The yellow giant sword then fiercely slashed at those from Wanma Country.
“Run, quickly!”
“The Horse God above!”
These brawny men from the National Master’s residence of Wanma Country, their eyes initially fierce, were planning how to rescue their master Tuoba Hong.
Upon witnessing such a miraculous scene.
None had any will to resist, wishing desperately they had been born with more legs, fleeing for their lives in every direction.
Despite this, the speed of the giant sword transformed from the talisman paper was too fast, still managing to kill more than ten people with one strike, leaving behind a large and deep crack in the ground with a ’bang’.
“This, invoking the power of heaven and earth… only a grandmaster can possess such supernatural methods!”
“This act seems somewhat similar to what’s recorded about Daoist Qian Yuan in ancient texts?”
“Stop guessing, just knowing that our Qing Kingdom’s martial arts still have a supreme grandmaster alive is enough!”
Witnessing the miraculous scene of the talisman paper transforming into a sword, everyone present was immersed in shock.
Completely unaware that Wang Yukai also showed a hint of amazement in his eyes.
Of course, he did not forget the important matter. Taking advantage of the crowd’s astonishment, he shouted, “Tuoba Hong is outmatched. He will stay well at Yun Jin Manor.
If Wanma Country wants to save him, send someone over to compete with me.
Whoever can defeat me can take him away directly!”
Wang Yukai’s words stirred up another wave of shock at the scene.
This act was extremely arrogant, akin to a single person challenging numerous experts of Wanma Country.
If an ordinary person did such a thing, everyone would surely think he’s insane.
But Wang Yukai, being a disciple of a grandmaster, made many people feel that he had the confidence to do so.
Without a doubt, his words would reach the National Master’s residence at the fastest speed.
At that time, how would the National Master’s residence respond?
Involving two grandmasters, what would happen!
Everyone present felt their blood boiling, anticipating that something major would soon occur here.
’What does Brother Liu intend to do? Or could it be… is he himself the grandmaster?
Impossible, impossible, Brother Liu is too young, maybe his master is a grandmaster?’ Wang Yukai had all sorts of chaotic thoughts in his mind.
His doubts were no less than anyone else’s.
And Lou Yi, calculating with his fingers, revealed a satisfied smile.
Fate was getting closer to him.
Previously, he had a sudden premonition, calculating that the grandmaster fate of the small world of Qian Yuan was approaching, which wasn’t groundless or out of nowhere.
Though he is an outsider, he’s not entirely without ties in this small world, the deepest connection being Wang Yukai.
Wang Yukai himself can be considered his anchor point in this world.
Thus, as soon as Lou Yi arrived in this world, he could encounter Wang Yukai in danger, not because of good luck, but due to their great connection.
In the unseen, a force was informing Lou Yi, preventing Wang Yukai from encountering an accident.
After saving Wang Yukai, discovering that his father-in-law was challenged by the National Master’s disciple, which involved the suspect grandmaster National Master Mu Yun of Wanma Country.
This aligned perfectly with the grandmaster fate.
However, Lou Yi couldn’t just sit back and wait for the fate to arrive; he also had to figure out a way to promote it.
Thus, he thought of a strategy of ’fabricating a grandmaster’, preparing to fish.
In the early stages, he would fish for small ones, and in the later stages, for big ones.
As for when he could catch the biggest one, that remained to be seen.
After Wang Yukai defeated Tuoba Hong.
His ’disciple of a grandmaster’ claim, and the astonishingly miraculous phenomenon of the ’talisman paper transforming into a sword’, spread like a storm throughout the martial arts world of the Qing Kingdom.
It even reached the Wanma Country beyond the frontier, stirring up huge waves.
’Does Qing Kingdom really still have a grandmaster alive?’
Everyone in the martial arts world wanted to know.
…
The Great Snow Mountain, as the tallest mountain in the Qing Kingdom, stands three thousand three hundred zhang tall, covered in snow annually, never melting.
The entire mountain, aside from a vast expanse of white, shows hardly any color.
“Caw!”
A giant snow carving flew in the high sky, then swiftly descended, landing on a snow pillar jutting out at the peak.
A few breaths later, the snow pillar started to tremble slightly, snowflakes and ice blocks falling away, revealing a living person.
This person wore white clothes, had a head of white hair, white eyebrows, and a white beard, but his face appeared to be only in his thirties or forties.
He somewhat stiffly reached out his hand, took a hollow bamboo tube from the claw of the snow carving, poured out a scroll of paper, and began to read.
Suddenly, an astonishing radiance emanated from his eyes.
“In the martial world, a grandmaster is suspected to have emerged, possibly in Danzhou?”
“I, the Traveler of Cangshan, have been practicing on the snow mountain for ten years without day and night to break through to the grandmaster level, and now only see a glimmer of hope, though still far away.”
“Whether true or not, I must go and see!”
The man in white stepped out, moving dozens of zhang from his original place.
Within a few breaths, no trace of him could be seen on the snow mountain.
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