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Every time a hidden treasure is discovered, it triggers turmoil in the Martial Arts World. Some Hidden Sects even face annihilation during the treasure hunt. The allure of the Sword Immortal Ruins is too great; this time, various sects and families are unwilling to yield. At the entrance of the Sword Immortal Ruins, over a dozen Hidden Sects are in a standoff, each side unwilling to back down. If this continues, it will not solve anything; without someone stepping back, they could remain in this deadlock for years.
Li Fushi knows that no matter what methods are employed, no one will retreat. After all, if there truly are immortal swords and the Sword Immortal Sword Manual within the Sword Immortal Ruins, whoever obtains them will gain immense power, potentially even creating a Sword Immortal.
Although the Hidden Sects and families remain hidden amidst prosperity and do not concern themselves with worldly affairs, their competition has never ceased. For many years, they have been wary of each other, with no one willing to submit or tolerate another's sudden rise in strength.
The Sword Immortal Ruins are akin to an atomic bomb; whoever possesses it will have absolute authority. In the future, that faction will dominate among the Hidden Sects and families. Thus, it is futile to think otherwise; even if blood is shed, these Hidden Sects and families will not yield.
Now, the high-ranking members of various sects are in a state of panic over this matter, fearing that the inheritance of the Sword Immortal might fall into someone else's hands. Anxiety and tension loom over everyone.
As the Grand Elder of Shen Xue Men, Li Fushi has been burdened with heavy thoughts these days. He naturally hopes that Shen Xue Men can obtain the inheritance of the Sword Immortal but knows that this is nearly impossible since Shen Xue Men is not among the strongest Hidden Sects or families.
Even if Shen Xue Men cannot obtain it, Li Fushi does not wish for other sects or families to succeed either. Thus, he thinks of someone—the young man who seemed like a god during the Songnan Martial Arts Tournament. If he could find him and inform him about the Sword Immortal Ruins, perhaps he could be persuaded to take action.
Moreover, even if Jiang Chen were to acquire the inheritance of the Sword Immortal, it would not be a loss for Shen Xue Men. After all, Jiang Chen is not part of any Hidden Sect or family; his gaining these treasures would be preferable to them falling into others' hands.
Li Fushi's plan is somewhat sinister; he intends to push Jiang Chen into the spotlight and make him an enemy of all Hidden Sects and families. There’s a chance that Jiang Chen could lose his life because of it. However, regardless of whether Li Fushi's intentions are malicious or have ulterior motives, it ultimately depends on Jiang Chen's own decision.
Li Fushi is ninety percent sure that Jiang Chen will agree; after all, who could resist the allure of the Sword Immortal's inheritance?
Understanding Li Fushi's purpose for seeking him out, Jiang Chen merely smiled faintly and replied, “The Sword Immortal Ruins are merely a legend; no one can guarantee what lies within. Even if there are immortal swords and manuals, I don’t know if they would interest me. I have no desire.”
“Mr. Jiang,” Li Fushi said earnestly, “it has been confirmed that this is indeed the Sword Immortal Ruins. This Sword Immortal is recorded among our Hidden Sects as a figure from the Tang Dynasty known as Drunken Sword Daoist—a man in a blue robe with a wine gourd who wielded two long swords. He roamed the world during the transition between the Sui and Tang dynasties to save common folk and vanished into seclusion during the flourishing Tang era. It is said that he was once seen by the poet Li Bai, who praised him in his poem Xia Ke Xing: ‘Zhao guest with Hu tassels and Wu hooks shining bright. Silver saddle on white horse galloping like a meteorite. Ten steps to kill one man without leaving a trace in flight. Once matters are settled, he departs with his name concealed from sight.’ This extraordinary man inspired even Li Bai to write poetry in his honor; whatever treasures he left behind must be unparalleled artifacts. Mr. Jiang, I recall your swordsmanship displayed on Kunlun Mountain last time; if you were to inherit the legacy of the Sword Immortal, your sword path would surely advance further.” Li Fushi spoke softly and earnestly, even invoking Li Bai’s name as persuasion.
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