The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror-Chapter 817 - 377: Wine, Women, Wealth, and Power

In his hand, at some unknown moment, appeared a Treasure Sword, exuding a chilling aura. As he wielded it, it seemed to tear through the air, making one’s heart pound with fear.

And the blade’s light pointed directly at Xu Qing and the other two.

Zhang Junbao stepped forward half a step: "Zamuhu, we won’t give you the Mystic Iron Order."

This Mystic Iron Order, how could he possibly give it to Zamuhu.

Zamuhu laughed heartily, causing the entire hall to tremble. Behind him, a screen crashed down, revealing hidden Mechanical Crossbow Arrows, with their dark arrowheads aimed straight at the throats of the three.

"Doing business on my turf means following my rules!"

Gao Yana drew her longsword, the blue light flashing like lightning.

However, Xu Qing extended a hand to stop her, smiling, "We are here as guests, not to seek revenge. How about, Mr. Zamuhu, we use a gentler method and have a contest. According to worldly society rules, the loser listens to the winner."

Zamuhu, upon seeing Xu Qing’s gentle gaze, felt an inexplicable fear.

His expression was impassive, "Then let’s give Daoist Xu some face."

He clapped his hands, and a troupe of dancers emerged from behind the hall. The lead woman had her face veiled with a light scarf, and her silhouette was graceful. "This lady Yue Nu, I exchanged for from Persian merchants. She is adept at Disguise Technique, capable of imitating anyone’s appearance and voice. If you three can defeat her, I will give you the map and a guide."

Yue Nu moved lightly with lotus steps into the hall. With a gentle wave of her jade hand, the veil drifted off, and the crowd gasped—astonishingly, it was Gao Yana’s face!

Whether in brow and eye expression or in the grace between gestures, there was not a hint of difference.

"This is the Western Regions’ ’Thousand Illusion Technique,’" Xu Qing whispered, "Those who fall under the spell get lost in an Illusion Realm, unable to ever awaken."

Gao Yana gripped her longsword tightly, the tip pointing straight at the "other self": "Come, let me see just how much genuine ability you possess!"

As Yue Nu danced, suddenly purple smoke filled the hall. Gao Yana felt as if the world spun around her, and the scene before her eyes changed instantly—she unexpectedly returned to Huashan Peak, with her teacher smilingly beckoning her. "Yana, you finally came back..." The teacher’s voice was as gentle as ever, yet it made Gao Yana’s hair stand on end. She suddenly swung her sword, the sword light slicing through the illusion, but saw Yue Nu standing in the distance, a mocking smile on her lips.

"Watch out!" Zhang Junbao suddenly threw Copper Coins, and two Copper Coins pierced the air, hitting the acupoints on Yue Nu’s shoulders. Yue Nu’s figure swayed, and the Illusion Technique revealed a flaw. Gao Yana seized the opportunity, advancing and pressing the sword tip against Yue Nu’s throat: "Break!"

The purple smoke dissipated, and Yue Nu returned to her original appearance, panting: "Such an impressive Swordsmanship..."

Zamuhu clapped and laughed heartily: "Exhilarating! The Qingfeng Swordsmanship truly lives up to its reputation."

He waved his hand, and a servant immediately presented a roll of sheepskin map, "This is a detailed map of the desert I have treasured for years, marking all oases, water sources, and the range of sand bandit activities. As for the guide..." he looked at the silent leader of the Canglang Guards in the corner, "let Batuo accompany the three of you on the journey."

Xu Qing took the map: "Thank you, Mr. Zamuhu."

Zhang Junbao and Gao Yana looked at each other, feeling that this contest, with Zamuhu readily handing over the map and giving a guide, seemed too much like child’s play.

Perhaps there was deception involved.

But Xu Qing obviously did not intend to refuse.

Seeing Xu Qing like this, Zhang Junbao and Gao Yana did not object.

They thought that Xu Qing must have his own intention.

After the leader of the Canglang Guards, Batuo, escorted the three out of the villa.

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In the hall, Zamuhu looked at "Yue Nu," "So easily handing over the map and letting Batuo act as their guide, they will definitely be suspicious."

Yue Nu: "Even the Great Khan doesn’t know my Family Head’s plans, no matter how clever they are, they can’t guess it. Moreover, this Xu Daoist intends to enter the Great Desert anyway, so naturally, he won’t refuse."

Zamuhu: "Now that they’ve left, what exactly is your Family Head planning?"

Yue Nu: "Let’s not talk about that. My Family Head previously had a brief romantic affair with Shi Guanyin of the Great Desert. Later, they had disagreements and have fought several times over the years. Now that Yuquan Academy of the Huashan Sect has asked Xu Daoist to go to the desert to retrieve the lost Xiyi Swordsmanship of Yuquan Academy, he is certain to encounter Shi Guanyin. My Family Head sees it as a chance to deal with Shi Guanyin."

At the mention of "Shi Guanyin," even Zamuhu felt a chill down his spine.

She is indeed a notorious female demonhead in recent years, rarely leaving anyone alive.

In terms of Martial Arts prowess, among today’s females in the worldly society, she ranks in the top five.

Yue Nu’s master is truly bold and unrestrained, daring to confront even Shi Guanyin, that female demonhead.

Zamuhu: "I don’t care about your Family Head’s grudges with Shi Guanyin. In any case, I’ve helped him this time, so I hope he doesn’t break his promise and quickly delivers the Heavenly Sword to me."

Yue Nu smiled sweetly: "My Family Head is wealthy beyond measure, what is a mere Heavenly Sword to him? Even better Divine Weapons than the Heavenly Sword, my Family Head can procure."

Zamuhu’s eyes turned cold: "I only want the Heavenly Sword."

Yue Nu: "It seems the Great Khan truly believes the worldly rumors that the Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber contain secrets to ruling the world."

Zamuhu: "Regardless of whether they do or not, this king will make sure to get them first."

Yue Nu: "Even if you get the swords, obtaining the Mystic Iron Order is no easy feat. You saw today, just Gao Yana’s Swordsmanship alone is extraordinary. Not to mention the unfathomable Martial Arts of the two Daoists Xu and Zhang. I’ll be honest with you, when Xu Daoist looked at me, I felt as if I was not wearing clothes. If he had said anything, I wouldn’t even have had the thought to resist. In terms of spiritual power, besides Ba Siba and Meng Chixing, I can’t think of anyone who can match him."

Zamuhu: "Even you’re saying this, it seems my earlier feelings weren’t wrong. Who exactly is this person? There’s no way the current Chongyang Palace could nurture a deity like him."

Yue Nu: "The Chongyang Palace has always been mysterious. My Family Head encountered another nameless Daoist who claimed to be from Chongyang Palace recently, and back then, the other three envoys didn’t even have the courage to attack him."

"You four envoys, skilled in wine, women, wealth, and spirit, in terms of Martial Arts can compare with the five Independents of the Ming Sect, and are nearly first-class in the worldly society. What kind of Daoist could be so formidable?"

The Ming Sect is currently the most powerful force in the Western Regions, its prestige even exceeding that of the White Camel Mountain Villa from its dominating days.

"My Family Head said, the Chongyang Palace absolutely doesn’t have a Daoist with such Cultivation. Even the former Wang Chongyang wouldn’t be this terrifying. Fortunately, that Daoist only asked my Family Head for a jar of wine, without truly making a move. But my Family Head personally admitted, had they fought then, his odds of winning were less than ten percent."

"Why are there so many experts in this world." Zamuhu felt that this era was becoming increasingly incomprehensible.

With the Mongol Yuan uniting the world, not only is there no peace, but the undercurrents grow ever stronger.

This also gives Zamuhu the chance to restore his ancestors’ honor.

One day, he will finally tell the world that the blood flowing in the descendants of Tie Muzhen is not that of the Golden Family, but his, Zamuhu’s.

In fact, Zamuhu and Tie Muzhen both come from the same tribe, but the ancestors of Tie Muzhen have the blood of Han people, making them not purely Mongolian.

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"Master, Zamuhu has already sent the map and guide to Xu Daoist. This person is indeed very terrifying." Yue Nu met a middle-aged man in his thirties on a hillside dozens of miles outside Zamuhu’s villa.

His face was like a jade crown, with refined features and deep, spirited eyes, as if harboring endless wisdom and experience.

Under the moonlight, his eyebrows were thick and well-shaped, adding a touch of extraordinary aura. His jet-black hair was neatly tied up without a hint of disorder, making him appear particularly spirited.

"The Chongyang Palace is indeed the orthodox of the world’s Martial Arts. I just didn’t expect such an outstanding figure to appear in this generation. Fortunately, his appearance is not a bad thing, otherwise I might still be indulging in dreams of dominating the worldly society." His lips curved into a slight, mysterious smile.