Chapter 47: I Heard You’re Looking for Me? (Second Update)

Returning to the private room, Jiang Yu sat silently on the sofa, looking as if nothing had happened. With the mindset of an old monster who had lived five or six thousand years, it was difficult for him to find common ground with these youths in their twenties.

After Li Mengxue returned, her gaze remained fixed on Jiang Yu, though no one could guess what she was thinking. Of course, she was only sneaking glances. Ever since witnessing the alpha wolf standing before Jiang Yu in utter terror, she no longer had the courage to look at him openly.

"Xiaoxue, why do you seem so absent-minded after coming in?" Liu Shao frowned. Her change in demeanor did not go unnoticed.

Li Mengxue quickly shook her head. "It's nothing, just feeling a bit unwell. Don't worry about me."

The group lingered at the Glorious Club until after midnight before reluctantly leaving. For Liu Shao and Wang Shao, it was already a rare occasion to have the chance to sing and drink with Gu Feifei in the same private room, let alone simply meet her in person. Such an opportunity was as difficult as reaching the heavens.

Naturally, they wanted the night to last longer, but with an early departure ahead, they had no choice.

...

The next morning, everyone gathered downstairs at the hotel. With Gu Feifei and her group joining, the convoy had grown considerably. Gu Feifei drove a charming Volkswagen Beetle worth over three hundred thousand, its petite and cute appearance suiting her well.

Liu Shao and his friends had brought several luxury sports cars, but the rough roads had left their vehicles caked in mud. A Lamborghini among them had nearly had its undercarriage scraped away by rocks.

With no time for breakfast, everyone hurried into their cars and set off for Liusha Town.

“At most four hours and we’ll reach Liusha Town,” Lin Dong said, his eyes flickering with excitement. He was about to see Lin Wangtian—how could he not be thrilled?

“Jiang Yu, based on the talent you’ve already shown, I’m sure my teacher will gladly accept you. But let me warn you, my teacher is a straightforward and rather old-fashioned person—his thinking is very traditional. It’s best you keep your temper in check before him. I’ll put in a good word for you.”

Lin Dong smiled slightly. “As long as my teacher agrees, we can hold the formal ceremony, and then you’ll be my true disciple.”

Jiang Yu found it amusing and replied, “I’m afraid your teacher may not agree.”

Lin Dong was curious. “Why not?”

Jiang Yu’s smile faded. “You’ll know the reason when the time comes.”

A few hours later, the outline of the town gradually appeared on the horizon. The surroundings became more expansive. The reason Liusha Town was named as such was due to its unique geography.

Rich in mineral deposits, the area had been heavily mined in the 1970s, causing the environment to deteriorate rapidly. By the current generation, the lands for a hundred miles around Liusha Town had begun to desertify. If not for its transformation into a den of vice, the local residents might not even have survived.

With the rapid advance of technology, vast tracts of land had become polluted, spiritual energy had dwindled, and all of this was interconnected—it was not the world's doing, but human cause. No wonder the environment for cultivation had worsened in recent years. In a few more generations, the earth would be completely exhausted.

This was Jiang Yu’s greatest concern. Once spiritual energy was depleted, his final fate would be to be trapped and perish on this planet.

“But with five thousand years of cultivation experience, I’ll regain my peak abilities before spiritual energy is drained. With my physical body, I’ll cross the void and leave this planet, seeking a new world among the stars where cultivation is possible.”

The group parked their cars in an open area and prepared to contact nearby hotels.

Gu Feifei, Xia Qinghan, and Li Mengxue gathered together, chatting and laughing, their voices clear and melodious.

Lin Dong frowned. “Liusha Town is a rough place. Fights breaking out over the slightest disagreement are common, and deaths are routine. Be careful not to get separated—no one here cares who you are or what background you have. Money, looks—any of it can be a reason to kill.”

Gu Feifei looked worried. “Is it really that exaggerated? This is still a country of law.”

“Exaggerated?” Lin Dong shook his head and smiled. “You’ll see for yourself soon enough.”

A few minutes later, Liu Shao’s face turned grim. He looked at everyone helplessly. “Every hotel and inn in Liusha Town is fully booked.”

The group exchanged glances.

Xia Qinghan spoke up, “That’s normal. The annual tournament attracts countless wealthy and influential people. You could smash a brick on the street and hit someone worth over ten million.”

This was the first time Liu Shao and the others had come to such a place. Far from being afraid, they were curious about everything around them.

Only Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes. In his gaze, mundane martial artists were like walking torches. Even without using his divine sense, just within sight, he could spot more than a dozen of them.

If it weren’t for the tournament, he might never have seen so many martial artists in one place. Clearly, the circle matters most—only by joining the martial world could one encounter these people.

In the end, they paid a hefty price to rent a local house.

Compared to camping outside at night, the simple accommodations were more than satisfactory.

The afternoon passed in silence, most of it wasted searching for a place to stay.

After eight in the evening, Liu Shao burst excitedly into the courtyard. “Wow, there are so many people outside! The streets are packed with luxury cars.”

Wang Shao sighed. “Tonight’s feast will be unprecedented.”

After a day of exhaustion and with the risks of the night, no one ventured out. They all stayed indoors quietly. According to Lin Dong, when night falls in Liusha Town, even ordinary martial artists rarely go out.

Especially during this period, armed robberies were commonplace. Unless a martial artist had reached the level of a grandmaster, they were helpless against guns—death was all but certain.

At that moment, a distress message arrived on Jiang Yu’s phone.

The message contained only four words: “Master Jiang, save me!”

In an instant, Jiang Yu’s vast divine sense enveloped the entire Liusha Town.

...

That night, somewhere in Liusha Town.

Xia Housheng was in a sorry state, drenched in sweat, glancing nervously over his shoulder.

Old Shen was panting, his eyes grave. “It seems the Shadow Kill organization has lost three powerful experts in a row and is now utterly enraged.”

Xia Housheng wiped his sweat. Despite being a business tycoon, he quickly regained his composure. “Old Shen, are those four really that formidable?”

Since last night, they had been hunted by four martial experts. If not for Old Shen’s presence, Xia Housheng would have been killed on the spot.

Old Shen smiled bitterly. “More than formidable. There’s a grandmaster among them, and three late-stage experts. One of them, the pale, long-haired man, even gives off the aura of someone half a step into the grandmaster realm.”

“With such a lineup, not to mention me—even a seasoned grandmaster wouldn’t dare face them head-on.”

Xia Housheng’s face changed. After decades in the business world, this was the first time he’d felt true fear.

“Old Shen, I’ve already contacted Master Jiang. He promised that at the critical moment, he would protect us. I just don’t know if he’s arrived in Liusha Town yet.”

Hearing Xia Housheng mention Master Jiang, Old Shen smiled wryly. “Tonight, only Master Jiang’s divine power can save us!”

Though Xia Housheng had witnessed Jiang Yu’s abilities, he was not from the martial world and his understanding was limited. Old Shen was different; as a grandmaster, the higher his realm, the more he sensed Jiang Yu’s terrifying strength.

Thinking of Jiang Yu, both men felt reassured. In their hearts, they already regarded him as a deity. He possessed an indescribable power, as if any crisis in this world would dissolve in his presence.

Just as they were about to speak further, Old Shen’s eyes suddenly widened. He thrust both palms forward with the force of a crashing mountain. Instantly, a wild wind arose, sand and stones flying, like a miniature dust storm. Even standing nearby, Xia Housheng could feel the energy slicing past his skin.

Were these truly human abilities?

The might of a grandmaster could indeed overwhelm armies.

But what about that legendary peerless master?

Xia Housheng couldn’t help but think of Jiang Yu. Like a devout believer praying to his faith in times of peril, so did Xia Housheng now.

“Heh, I didn’t expect President Xia to have a grandmaster for protection. No wonder you escaped last night.”

A laugh came from afar, and as the final syllable reached Xia Housheng’s ears, a figure appeared in a flash, launching a palm strike that collided head-on with Old Shen.

Boom!

A visible vortex of energy rippled outward. Old Shen’s wide sleeves billowed as if caught in a gale.

Both men retreated a step. Old Shen’s arm trembled and his heart was shaken. “Such ferocious force! This man’s realm must be beyond mid-stage grandmaster—otherwise he could never take my strike so easily.”

Three agile figures followed, appearing quickly.

“Xia Housheng, you’re really something. You ditched over ten bodyguards and ran for your life.”

The speaker was a handsome, long-haired man with pale skin, almost looking like a foreigner.

Xia Housheng snorted coldly. “You were the ones who tried to assassinate my daughter, weren’t you?”

The effeminate man didn’t respond, but glanced at the tall, powerfully built man among them. It was clear he led the group.

The man laughed loudly. “That’s right. Who would have thought all three Shadow Kill experts would fall at once? Xia Housheng, if you tell me who did it, I’ll let you die quickly.”

Xia Housheng nodded readily. “Fine, come closer.”

Not only those four, but even Old Shen was taken aback.

“What’s wrong? You’re afraid?”

Xia Housheng sneered. Despite his disheveled state, his authoritative aura was undiminished.

“Ha! In all my life, I, Zheng Tianming, have never known fear!”

Laughing, Zheng Tianming strode to Xia Housheng’s side, his eyes full of mockery.

On one side was a northern magnate, on the other a grandmaster—the two men stared at each other from a distance. Suddenly, Xia Housheng struck decisively. He lacked strength, but not courage—the spirit of one who would burn his boats.

Xia Housheng, hero of the north.

Alas, in Zheng Tianming’s eyes, it was like an ant trying to topple a giant tree.

“In my life, there are few I admire. But you, Xia Housheng, a mere mortal with a grandmaster’s heart—henceforth, you have my respect!”

With a casual wave, Zheng Tianming sent Xia Housheng flying. Blood spurted from Xia Housheng’s mouth, but he managed a wry smile.

A mortal body can never match a grandmaster.

“I hear you’ve been looking for me?”

A calm voice gathered from all directions.

In the darkness, Jiang Yu walked forward, hands clasped behind his back.