"Kill him! Don't let him escape!"
"Hand over what you got from the forbidden abyss!"
"Move! The Su family members are coming after us..."
Shu Han looked at the bloodthirsty crowd in the distance, his eyelid twitching.
He blamed himself for coming at the wrong time; the Southern domain is quite chaotic now.
A year ago, the forbidden abyss in the Southern domain opened, attracting cultivators from the five regions and ten countries all wanting to gain a share of the rewards.
Unfortunately, the Su family clashed with the monks of Wanhua Temple and ruthlessly slaughtered them.
They even set a condition for entering the abyss: the head of a Wanhua Temple monk.
For a time, heads rolled in the Southern domain, and even far-off Wanhua Temple in the Western Regions suffered great damage.
Of course, Wanhua Temple would not let it go easily. Though they couldn't face the Su family openly, they weren't afraid to stab them in the dark.
So, when the one-year period of the forbidden abyss ended and everyone returned loaded with loot, Wanhua Temple secretly released news claiming someone had obtained the Great Emperor's inheritance in the abyss!
This thrust the Southern domain into the spotlight, and with Wanhua Temple instigating everywhere, battles broke out across the Southern domain.
"Kid, hand over what's on you!"
While Shu Han was still in shock, a burly man approached with a sinister grin and a long knife.
"I..."
Shu Han was stunned, but before he could explain, the burly man's blade had already fallen.
Bang!
A hundred-foot blade light shattered the sky and instantly appeared above Shu Han's crown.
"You brute, you lack reason."
Shu Han furrowed his brow, and a mighty aura of righteousness suddenly burst forth.
"Stop!"
As if words had the power of law, Shu Han uttered softly, and an ancient seal shone in the sky, halting the hundred-foot blade light in its tracks.
"Peak of the fourth realm!"
The burly man's face revealed horror, and he turned to flee, but found himself unable to move at all.
Seeing the situation, the burly man's companions shouted angrily from a distance,
"Stop! Do you court death?"
Repeated provocations made Shu Han's expression slightly cold. With a flip of his hand, a brush of mystical ink drop fell into his hand.
He used heaven and earth as his canvas, righteousness as his ink, and with one stroke, ten towering mountains suddenly appeared in the world.
"Suppression!"
Shu Han whispered softly, and the ten mountains fell with overwhelming force.
Bang!
Earth roared, cracks spread in eight directions, and those who hadn't yet acted were directly crushed at their original positions by the mountains.
They struggled desperately, but a dazzling "suppression" word on those mountains rendered them immobile.
"Mystical ink brush!"
"You are the young scholar of the Sacred Academy, third disciple of the Immortal Li Qingchen, inheritor of the Immortal in the Painting!"
The different groups crushed beneath the mountains were horrified upon witnessing Shu Han's methods.
They realized they had kicked an iron plate, unable to provoke the disciple of the Immortal Li Qingchen.
"Young scholar, it was ignorant of us; we hope you will show mercy, we admit our fault."
One hurriedly confessed, his face showing a touch of relief.
As far as he knows, among the three disciples of the Immortal, the young scholar is the most approachable and the most innocent of the world.
As long as their attitude is good, survival today should not be a problem.
"Gentlemen..."
Shu Han furrowed his brows slightly, preparing to say something.
But at this moment, a terrifying blade light capable of severing the heavens suddenly fell from afar.
Bang!
The ten mountains collapsed instantly, and the people crushed beneath also turned to dust in an instant.
"Young scholar, some people can't be reasoned with, they require a blade instead!"
Shu Han turned to see a young man riding a divine steed, holding a long knife, coming slowly from the void.
Behind him were several powerful figures following.
"Second son of the Su family, Su Zian, greets the young scholar."
The young man spoke with a smile, his expression normal, yet a pervasive 'wild' aura exuded such overwhelming pressure.
"Mad Blade Su Zian."
Shu Han looked at the corpse-less remains with a wry smile, "The prince's name is indeed deserved."
"Just some opportunistic troublemakers; it's not wrong to kill them."
Su Zian looked at Shu Han with a faint smile and said softly:
"Young scholar also came for that non-existent Great Emperor's inheritance?"
Shu Han paused and then hurriedly waved his hand, "The prince misunderstood, I came under my master's orders to seek a place called Cyan Mountain Village."
Upon hearing this, Su Zian's slightly squinted eyes suddenly brightened, "Cyan Mountain Village?"
"Oh? Does the prince know it?"
Shu Han's face showed delight, and he asked eagerly.
Su Zian examined the young scholar before him.
He more than knew Cyan Mountain Village; his unreliable father and many of Su family's strong men were there.
"Could the young scholar tell us the purpose of visiting Cyan Mountain Village?"
Su Zian inquired aloud.
He knew the general location of Cyan Mountain Village, but couldn't enter.
Hmm... according to his father's words, it would spoil the younger brother, haha... what a joke.
"To be honest, my master recently accepted a new disciple, and I'm here to impart experience to my junior brother."
While speaking, Shu Han also wondered, "I just don't know why the master chose such a remote mountain village."
"The Immortal accepted a new disciple?" Su Zian was surprised.
Everyone knows the Immortal has four heavenly arts, accepting three disciples.
The first disciple inherited Chess Realm·Immortal Finger, creating worlds with a wave, unmatched moves, top-tier scholar in the way of Confucian.
The second disciple inherited Qinsha: Ghost God Abyss, though a scholar, has the heaviest killing intent, where music plays, corpses fill the field.
The third disciple inherited Ink Rhythm - the Immortal in the Painting, possessing the strongest Wen Sheng's Body, trapping divine spirits within the painted world!
And this fourth heavenly art, the strongest one, Immortal Seal: Fish Dragon Dance, never had an inheritor.
Now the Immortal accepted the fourth disciple, indicating the fourth art found an inheritor?
More importantly, this inheritor is in Cyan Mountain Village!
"The only one able to invite the Immortal from the Southern domain is the old man."
"But there aren't many young people in Cyan Mountain Village, Er Niu also became a disciple long ago, meaning..."
Su Zian's eyes shone brightly, "The inheritor is the little brother?"
Su Nan forbade him and the eldest brother from entering Cyan Mountain Village, which annoyed them for a long time.
Having a little brother, yet unable to meet him?
Now finally hearing news of the little brother thrilled him immensely.
He's long wanted to be a second brother, lead his little brother to conquer the five regions!
With that thought, his gaze toward Shu Han immediately grew warmer.
"Hahaha, young scholar, you're asking the right person."
Su Zian approached Shu Han, pulling the nearby divine steed closer,
"I will gift this beast to young scholar for travel; it will lead you near Cyan Mountain Village."
Shu Han was shocked and hurriedly waved, "I can't accept, this Cloud Treading Beast is too precious, I can't accept such a gift..."
Before Shu Han could finish speaking, Su Zian interrupted:
"This beast isn't given freely, I ask young scholar for a small favor."
Speaking, Su Zian used his hand to take out a crystalline jade pendant and placed it in Shu Han's hand.
"I have some connections with your junior brother... please hand this to him."
"Tell him, once he emerges from seclusion, I'll offer him a grand opportunity!"