Chaotic World Book-Chapter 451 - 438 Divine Brilliance Sect

Li Si’an stared dumbfounded at the sky, feeling as if his face had been slapped swollen.

"Darn, there really are such people... What, is he free all the time?"

Zhao Changhe sometimes felt that the Chaotic World Book was specifically used to slap faces, or perhaps it had a twisted sense of humor, deliberately holding off on updates, as its announcements didn’t always come right after an event had finished... It seemed like it was watching events unfold while listening to your nonsense, purposely waiting until you finished before nonchalantly dropping a bombshell.

Like the time he had underestimated his nephew, and it had seemed as though the Chaotic World Book deliberately timed its update to show him, announcing that ’Gentlemen are not tools to be eroded by waves and sands.’

Li Si’an had just said ’who knows how Han Wubing is doing now,’ and the Chaotic World Book informed him that Han Wubing remained unchanged.

This was very much in line with his stereotype of the blind man, full of petty malice.

But this time Zhao Changhe had saved face, as he had just expressed his belief that Han Wubing was still the same old Han Wubing, and the Chaotic World Book confirmed it.

This was not only proof of his trust in Han Wubing but also proof that there was still a glimmer of hope in the Worldly Society, that there was always something reminding him of his original purpose... Yue Hongling, Han Wubing.

Who says the youth cannot... Old Han isn’t that young anymore~

Zhao Changhe took down his wine flask, gestured to the sky, and called out loudly, "Thanks, brother!"

Then he took a large gulp and spurred his horse onward, "Come on, how much longer until we reach Emei? Can we make it in time to find lodging tonight?"

Li Si’an sullenly followed, "The convoy is slow; it’ll take several days. You could ride ahead quickly on your own and possibly arrive by tomorrow. Wait for me at Emei."

Zhao Changhe rode off, "Then let’s meet up ahead!"

Watching Zhao Changhe suddenly energize as if he’d been injected with chicken blood, Li Si’an couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckle.

Indeed, if a friend spent half a year searching for assassins on his behalf, and just before the assassin found him, blocked the way and put up a fight, he too would be ecstatic, feeling his blood boiling throughout his body.

...

In Zhao Changhe’s memory, Emei was always somehow related to girls.

After all, it shared the same pronunciation as ’beautiful brows,’ and when martial arts novelists wrote about the Emei Sect, it was often portrayed as an all-female sect, like the Emei Sect of Guo Xiang and Zhou Zhiruo.

However, Emei was a holy land of Buddhism, so in novels, it could only be a group of nuns.

But in this world, Emei had nothing to do with Buddhism; instead, it was associated with the Divine Brilliance Sect, known for Body Refining, where a bunch of tough guys gathered together, making the atmosphere seem a bit awkward against the name Emei.

A long time ago, Zhao Changhe, not being familiar with this world, didn’t know where the Divine Brilliance Sect was located and thought that Situ Xiao was a sad character from Yan Zhao... Otherwise, the first thing he would have asked Situ Xiao upon meeting him would have been about graceful eyebrows, and he didn’t know if that would get him punched.

By the time he reached the Divine Brilliance Sect, it was already noon the next day. The area showed no signs of the summer heat and still felt cool as spring.

Zhao Changhe temporarily discarded Wang Daozhong’s disguise and reverted to his original appearance, following the mountain path upwards. Along the way, men were often seen going up and down the mountain; seeing Zhao Changhe approach, they glared intensely, as if seeing a big man like him made them subconsciously compare whose muscles were stronger.

Since Zhao Changhe was still wearing the Scholar’s Robe disguising as Wang Daozhong, which didn’t show much muscle, the men looked for a long time and eventually concluded that their own arms were thicker, then nodded in satisfaction and strutted off with heads held high.

No one questioned Zhao Changhe’s presence, emphasizing a sense of casualness. After all, if one was seeking to join the Sect, there would be disciples at the gate to inquire, and if one was merely admiring the scenery, there was no need to ask.

Because no one would dare to cause trouble at the Divine Brilliance Sect... if there were any, they wouldn’t be youths, but rather Xia Longyuan himself or the Northern barbarians coming down...

The number one Sect in the world, the fifth on the Heavenly List, Li Shentong – that reputation was no joke.

At the mid-mountain area, a Sect gate stood tall with ancient characters: "Divine Brilliance."

This was also a Sect that traced back to Ancient Divine Skills, and probably the only famous one for Body Refining in this world... The path of Body Refining was formidable; their flesh could withstand swords, arms strong enough to carry horses, more aligned with the aesthetic of masculinity than the subtle internal strengths. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Well, the Blood God Sect counted too, but it was not famous enough. Sect Hierarch had a bit of a reputation, but let’s not go into how it was acquired...

The disciple guarding the gate sized up Zhao Changhe who was approaching leisurely, exchanged glances, and both stepped forward to greet him, "Could you be Blood Shura, Zhao Changhe?"

Zhao Changhe smiled, "That’s me. Is Brother Situ around? An old friend has come to visit, please notify him."

"Uh, our big senior brother is not at the Sect these days, he went out to wander. He said some loser from the past now ranks higher than him and he can’t stand it."

"...You don’t have to relay it with that much detail."

The defending disciple proudly said, "Our big senior brother has also broken through the First Layer of the Secret Treasure! When we meet again, there will be a confrontation."

"I don’t care how high he ranks, what I’m saying is I’m not an idiot... Forget it." Zhao Changhe said helplessly, "Is the Sect Master Li around? Someone asked me to bring him something."

The gatekeeping disciple was taken aback, his expression turned solemn, and someone immediately dashed off to relay the message.

Before long, he ran back: "The Sect Master invites Young Zhao to the guest hall for an audience."

The way he spoke now held much more respect. A guest who warranted the Sect Master’s formal reception in the guest hall – could this be a junior on par with discussions with the eldest brother?

What the hell, an ordinary person on the Human List would be known as a Grandmaster, one of the top hundred in the world, but even they couldn’t prompt the Sect Master to be this cautious... Believe it or not, even if Wang Daozhong from the Earth List came, the Sect Master might still turn him away?

Zhao Changhe smiled and followed the disciple deeper into the sect.

All along the way, shirtless burly men were testing their strength, lifting stone weights up and down; it always made Zhao Changhe feel like he had ventured into an ancient gym... Unfortunately not a single girl in sight, just like the Blood God Sect, no women to be seen from top to bottom.

Strange, you body-refining men, don’t tell me you don’t need to vent your energy even more, don’t need to seek out love for a harmonious balance of Yin and Yang?

Perhaps knowing what the guests were wondering, the leading disciple said with a laugh: "We have no women here, stop looking. Which woman would enter this kind of mountain gate and end up with muscles and tendons?"

"There’s got to be some... there must be macho women..."

"Mainly because we should not lightly dissipate our essential energy, it greatly affects body refining. For the sake of the sect’s atmosphere, the Sect Master decided not to admit female disciples."

"I see..." Zhao Changhe sighed, "Pitiful. I thought Situ Xiao was quite the playboy, but that’s it? How do you guys vent your energy?"

"Uh..."

"And doesn’t drinking too much affect you? I like a drink myself, but Situ is so into alcohol he’s reached the level of a drunkard, isn’t that too much?"

"It originally started as pain relief during body refining; it became an addiction later... Anyway, with the eldest brother’s strength, alcohol no longer harms him, so it doesn’t matter. Our Sect Master also loves a drink."

"Painful..." Zhao Changhe felt more and more that the Divine Brilliance Sect was similar in essence to the Blood God Sect...

During their conversation, they had arrived in front of the guest hall, and Zhao Changhe looked up to see an unassuming middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, standing outside the hall, gazing at the lively scene at the Martial Arts Arena in the distance.

Divine Brilliance Sect Master Li Shentong.

From the outside, Li Shentong wasn’t much different from an ordinary old farmer, not particularly handsome – in fact, he could even be considered slightly ugly. His skin was bronze, his clothing simple, with calluses on his hands and feet. However, his face lacked the farmer’s wrinkles and sorrows; his forehead was full, his eyes commanding, making people forget his plain appearance and attire, leaving only a piercing and majestic aura.

His gaze, sharp as lightning, fell upon Zhao Changhe, who couldn’t help feeling a chill down his spine, reminiscent of the time when, during his unfinished cultivation years, he was targeted by a fierce tiger.

Yuxu once said, "Li Shentong is even more irritable"... Why the irritability towards a junior like me?

But Zhao Changhe didn’t avoid the daunting gaze and met it calmly.

The weight of this invisible pressure made the disciple leading the way break out in a cold sweat. He bowed and quickly retreated.

As the disciple left, the pressure from Li Shentong suddenly lifted, and he cracked what might or might not have been a smile: "Not bad, a real man."

Zhao Changhe asked, "What is the meaning of this formidable presence, senior?"

Li Shentong spoke nonchalantly, "Just wanted to see what a rival who gets Situ Xiao worked up and fired up is like... Back when he was Hidden Dragon, before him there were Chi Li, Yue Hongling, Cui Yuanyong; Situ dismissed them all, saying they were either skinny monkeys or women, and that he would defeat them sooner or later. Now, when he talks about you, one minute he calls you an idiot, the next his expression gets serious and he paces around unsure if he can beat you... I’ve never seen Situ like this before."

Zhao Changhe couldn’t help laughing and crying, "This guy, I thought we were friends, turns out he’s been considering me his rival."

"To you guys, those who are worthy to be called friends are indeed rivals. Did you ever want to surpass Yue Hongling and Cui Yuanyong when you were comrades with them?"

Zhao Changhe candidly replied, "Yes. Including Situ... Back in Langya, he held back his strength when fighting with me, and I thought to myself, someday, even if you don’t hold back, I will beat you."

"That’s it. It is precisely because of this aspiration that you seek competition, which is the prosperity of the Martial Arts." Li Shentong didn’t mind and turned to enter the hall, "Come in and have a seat... You said you brought something for me?"

Zhao Changhe followed him inside and produced a gourd of wine, "This is from Kunlun four months ago, Yuxu wanted me to bring it to Sect Master Li."

Li Shentong took the wine gourd, and after examining it for a moment, smiled, "Did he leave any message?"

Zhao Changhe honestly replied, "He asked whether the Sect Master would admit defeat after drinking it."

As soon as the words left his mouth, he suddenly realized.

These two, they are also friends who vie with each other in secret.

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