"That day, all the fighters were renowned figures from outside the region, but he, an unknown nobody, instantly caught my attention. So I sneaked over to his ring to watch the match, and what I saw revealed a truly significant problem!"
The vendors vividly described the scene from that day.
On that day, dark clouds loomed over the city, threatening to crush it. At the gathering of heroes, another round of betting took place.
The Sword Tomb sent out an unfamiliar young man, whom no one from beyond the realm had ever seen before. As a result, some people immediately mocked him, but the person in charge of the Sword Tomb just smiled, looking inscrutable.
When the young man stepped onto the stage, the odds were as high as 1:1000, almost setting a record for the highest odds in the tournament. There were hardly any spectators around the arena, and it was considered a match with no suspense whatsoever.
To everyone's surprise, when the boy went on stage, his opponent couldn't even lift a weapon.
At first, some people thought that Sword Tomb had used some kind of evil magic, but as one match after another went by, until Sword Tomb won first place in the current Heroes' Gathering, no one was able to fully unleash the power of their natal weapon in front of him, and only then did everyone realize the truth.
"This is a rare find—the body of a weapon master!" the merchant exclaimed. "The Sword Tomb is truly adept at hiding; it waited until now to release the person."
"Master of the artifact?" This term was somewhat unfamiliar to Lu Zhaozhao.
"The Master of All Weapons," the merchant explained. "Most of the weapons in the world are the natal weapons of cultivators. Therefore, those who possess the body of the Weapon Master will be constrained by all weapons. Those who are slightly weaker, like the opponent in the first match, cannot even lift their weapons. And even those who are stronger will find it difficult to exert their full strength under this influence."
“The most important point—” the vendor softened his tone and said in a deliberately profound manner, “This kind of person is a cultivator born in the innate stage, whose cultivation speed far exceeds that of ordinary people, and with a hundred weapons piercing his body, his physique is also beyond the reach of ordinary people.”
After hearing this, Lu Zhaozhao remained silent for a long time before turning her gaze to the name and the comments that followed.
Its strength is unknown, but it grows stronger when facing stronger opponents, and currently has no upper limit!
Such high praise! Lu Zhaozhao even suspected that if Zhezhishanren didn't have such a detailed understanding of him, he might have switched his ranking with Zhezhishanren's.
"He has such ability, yet the Sword Tomb was kept hidden until now before being released."
Lu Zhaozhao sighed, and the merchants wholeheartedly agreed.
"That's right, and it's hidden very well. I've been searching for so long, but I haven't found anything. However, it seems that the owner of this artifact doesn't have a very good relationship with the Sword Tomb."
"What do you mean by that?" Lu Zhaozhao raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.
"The weapon master can influence all weapons, and is naturally also influenced by them, so his emotions are extremely unstable. I once saw that weapon master get angry in a remote place outside the domain, and he seriously injured several people from the Sword Tomb. In the end, he was dragged back by the elders of the Sword Tomb with iron chains. Tsk tsk tsk, that scene didn't look like he was treating a proud disciple, but rather like he was taming a wild beast."
The vendors marveled and exclaimed in amazement, but her words made Lu Zhaozhao thoughtful.
Among the people of the Sword Tomb, she had met a peer, Jin Ke from Mount Mu.
Judging from the attitude of the other disciples around him at the time, this person must have held a high position within the sect, and it was rumored that he was a disciple of someone of extraordinary status. His cultivation was indeed quite good; he was ranked thirteenth in the Record of Notables, which was a respectable ranking given the large number of disciples in major sects.
If the thirteenth-ranked person can be treated so well, then the third-ranked person, even within Emperor Huizong's court, should be expected to be highly regarded. No matter how unstable his temperament was, he would not be treated like this.
The Sword Tomb's actions certainly seem too strange.
Lu Zhaozhao pondered for a long time before the vendor broke the silence.
"However, besides the top few on the list, there is one more person we need to pay attention to at this conference."
"who?"
"The junior sister of the person ranked second, Nian Zhi of Emperor Huizong of Qing."
Upon hearing the name, Lu Zhaozhao immediately perked up and looked in the direction he was pointing, finding her name among the last few names.
"Don't be fooled by her low ranking. She started cultivating late and only barely reached the Core Formation stage a few months ago. But I don't know what kind of opportunity she encountered in the past few months, but she has actually reached the late Golden Core stage and is just one step away from breaking through!"
Nian Zhi, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, was a disciple of Yun Xian. She possessed mediocre talent but extraordinary opportunities.
Lu Zhaozhao took in the entire line of text.
Such a comment can be described as quite blunt, after all, few people would say that Emperor Huizong's disciples were of mediocre talent. It seems that this hermit is truly fearless.
Lu Zhaozhao's expression darkened. Even though she had seized the Dragon Pearl, Nian Zhi had still reached such a level. It was truly frustrating.
She couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
Over the years, she has never dared to stop, remaining secluded for so long that she is completely unaware of any emerging talents, and is only barely able to compete.
Nian Zhi... It has to be said, she really made Lu Zhaozhao a little jealous.
Lu Zhaozhao took the Wenrenlu, put it away, and decided to study it carefully in the next two days.
Before parting, the vendor smiled and said, "I am Fu Daoren. If we are destined to meet again in the future, please patronize my business often, fairy."
Lu Zhaozhao's gaze fell on the golden abacus at his waist. She chuckled and said, "Since you've said so, then let's meet on the field."
"Huh?" Fu Daoren froze, completely bewildered. He had no idea how the person in front of him knew about his participation in the competition.
Lu Zhaozhao didn't say anything more and turned to leave.
She knew he was no ordinary person from the first moment she saw him. He moved freely through the crowd, and his gait was clearly well-trained, not to mention the golden abacus at his waist.
At first glance, she might not have paid much attention, but the fact that the abacus remained unmoved as he walked caught her eye.
On the back, a ruby is embedded, not only for decoration, but also to enhance its attack power.
A well-informed person with exceptional skills wouldn't just be a spectator at the gates of Wenyuan Academy.
It seems that her previous understanding of the Golden Banquet was too superficial.
During these few years of what could be considered seclusion for cultivation, the cultivation world has undergone tremendous changes, with many talented individuals emerging. She must study these changes carefully to avoid being caught off guard on the battlefield.
Thinking of this, she quickened her pace and immediately returned to the inn in Yuecheng. She was so focused that she missed a person in black clothes and a black hat passing by her.
As the wind blew, a bright red mark was revealed between his brows, beneath the black hat that concealed his face.
And beneath his brows, a pair of blood-red eyes filled with murderous intent.
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