Martial Arts: Starting With Immortal Cultivation, the Female Warriors Are All Broken

Chapter 16 The Old Man Guarding the Pavilion, Half a Step Away From Heavenly Realm!

After leaving the City Lord’s Manor, Jiang Che quickly arrived at the Scripture Pavilion of Snow Moon City.

“Fourth City Lord…”

The disciple guarding the entrance stepped aside respectfully as soon as he saw Jiang Che approach, creating a path for him.

The reputation of the ‘White-robed Sword Immortal’ had already spread far and wide. The disciples of Snow Moon City all knew that the new City Lord possessed extraordinary power—he had defeated Bai Li Dongjun in just one move!

Jiang Che nodded slightly and walked directly into the Scripture Pavilion.

The Scripture Pavilion of Snow Moon City was divided into three floors. The first floor housed basic martial arts manuals, most of which were yellow-grade techniques accessible to all disciples of Snow Moon City.

The second floor contained blue-grade and earth-grade manuals, accessible only to the elders and core disciples.

As for the third floor, it represented the ultimate secrets of Snow Moon City.

This level held Heavenly-grade manuals, and only the City Lord had the right to access them. These manuals were the culmination of 180 years of collection by the previous City Lord, Li Changsheng.

Without hesitation, Jiang Che proceeded to the third floor of the Scripture Pavilion.

On the third floor, an elder with white hair yet a youthful demeanor sat with his eyes closed, appearing deep in meditation.

Hearing footsteps approach, the elder slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw Jiang Che, a flicker of recognition flashed in his gaze.

Standing up, he cupped his hands with a smile and said, “So it’s the Fourth City Lord gracing us with your presence. Are you here to browse the Heavenly-grade manuals on the third floor?”

“That’s correct. I ask the elder for permission to do so,” Jiang Che replied, glancing at the elder.

The man appeared to be in his sixties. Though his hair was completely white, his face was smooth, radiating vitality, with none of the frailty associated with old age. His cultivation had reached the half-step Heavenly Realm, surpassing Sikong Changfeng and Li Hanyi in strength.

The world knew of Snow Moon City’s legends: the Wine Immortal, Sword Immortal, and Spear Immortal. Few were aware of the previous City Lord, Li Changsheng, an elder master, or the elder who guarded the Scripture Pavilion.

Li Changsheng practiced the Great Tsunami technique, which allowed him to rejuvenate every 30 years. At 180 years old, his cultivation had at least reached the Great Immortality Realm.

The Scripture Pavilion Elder nodded without further words and opened the door behind him for Jiang Che.

“Thank you, Elder,” Jiang Che said before striding into the room.

Inside the pavilion, neat rows of bookshelves greeted his eyes. Jiang Che picked up a book titled The Chronicles of Beili and skimmed through it.

Apart from Heavenly-grade manuals, the third floor also contained a variety of unofficial histories and anecdotes, not only from the Beili Dynasty but also from other dynasties.

After glancing at a few pages, Jiang Che quickly lost interest and began searching for the Heavenly-grade manuals collected by Li Changsheng.

With his photographic memory, Jiang Che could memorize these manuals entirely, recreate them later, and exchange them with the system for points.

While Jiang Che leisurely browsed the Scripture Pavilion, the world outside had erupted into chaos.

As the number one city under heaven, Snow Moon City was rife with spies from all sorts of factions.

News of the new City Lord—a peak-level Grandmaster at only 18 years old, capable of defeating Bai Li Dongjun in one move—quickly spread. Such an astonishing prodigy becoming the Fourth City Lord of Snow Moon City naturally caused an uproar.

…

In Tianqi City, General’s Manor, study room.

“Hahaha!”

“Good!”

Ye Xiaoying laughed heartily in his study after receiving a letter via carrier pigeon from Sikong Changfeng.

The letter stated that Jiang Che, the Fourth City Lord of Snow Moon City, had cured his precious daughter’s congenital heart defect.

Having been plagued by worry for years, Ye Xiaoying finally felt a weight lifted from his shoulders now that his daughter was healed.

“Someone, prepare ten thousand taels of gold!”

“And bring the spiritual medicines granted by His Majesty. I’m going to Snow Moon City!”

…

In Wudang Mountain, Ming Dynasty.

Although Wudang Mountain had remained isolated from worldly affairs for years, it still had its share of informants. News quickly reached the sect.

“An 18-year-old peak-level Grandmaster?”

Zhang Sanfeng read the letter in his hand, a hint of astonishment flashing in his eyes.

It was hard to imagine what kind of genius could reach such a realm at such a young age.

As one of the rare Immortality Realm experts in the world, Zhang Sanfeng knew well what being a peak-level Grandmaster at 18 signified.

In all of Wudang Mountain, only he and Daoist Mu were comparable.

Even Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, had only just broken through to the Grandmaster Realm at nearly 40 years old. For him, reaching the Heavenly Realm in this lifetime seemed impossible.

Zhang Sanfeng couldn’t help but feel a trace of envy.

If Wudang Mountain had such a prodigy, how could they worry about having no successors?

However, upon reading further into the letter, Zhang Sanfeng’s pupils contracted.

“Someone, summon Wuji to meet me in the rear mountain!”