Chapter 1275: Chapter 481: Seventh Incense Stick (Part 2)

Finally, Zhou Xuan stood on one foot, raising his right hand and right foot while glaring fiercely ahead, embodying one of the signature moves in the "Nuoxi" — Heavenly God Exorcism.

"The play tells a thousand stories, performed and listened to by mountain spirits."

After Zhou Xuan sighed sadly, his figure disappeared, and a mask adorned with fiery colors flew towards him.

Zhou Xuan reached out and took the mask, placing it at his waist.

Having cleared the incense fire of the "Nine Provinces Alchemist," Zhou Xuan had yet to ignite it, yet he’d already passed through five guilds, collecting four masks.

"I suppose the promotion ceremony of this colorful play incense is for me to perform a great human drama; it’s just the incense hasn’t finished burning, and my grand Mingjiang drama has ended, allowing for such a smooth promotion."

As Zhou Xuan considered this, he noticed that the sword spirit had already entered his Secret Realm.

Within the Secret Realm, a floating high mountain had emerged, and on its peak stood a stick of incense.

"The seventh incense stick — Wuwen Blade Master."

Zhou Xuan smiled at the incense.

Zhou Xuan’s incense fire level was already at seven incense sticks...

...

At this moment, the canopy of willow and peach trees had been removed,

within the stage, clarity returned,

Li Changxun clapped his hands before his forehead, looking at Zhou Xuan meaningfully, saying, "For the first time, Zhou Family’s Nuo has broken through to seven incense sticks, Master Zhou, you better set up a few banquets."

"An admission banquet?"

Yun Ziliang also smiled casually, "But this suggestion is very good."

Zhou Lingyi couldn’t hide her delight, her eyes turning into crescent moons as she said, "In the past, Zhou Family’s Great Nuo never had anyone with high incense fire; this time, it has broken the Zhou Family’s two-thousand-year curse.

Returning to Ping Shui Prefecture, I want to set up a street-long feast, hosting banquets for three consecutive days."

The topic of Zhou Family’s Great Nuo not achieving high incense fire was ended today by Zhou Xuan. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

...

The people from the God Traveling Department collectively observed Zhou Xuan’s rising incense and overflowing momentum,

The painter teased the music master, "Lao Le, when Mr. Zhou first made his mark in Mingjiang Prefecture, I said he wasn’t an ordinary person, but you never looked favorably on Mr., believing he could never reach seven incense sticks, now look at him..."

"What am I looking at? Old Hua, it’s all past now, turn the page, stop bringing it up, my face hurts."

The music master gritted his teeth, squeezing his words out one by one, amusing everyone in the God Traveling Department to burst out laughing.

...

"He finally did swing that blade."

In the pit of Dunjia Mountain, the butcher said with satisfaction, "I felt it, the sword spirit has already entered the body, Wuwen Mountain welcomes the world’s foremost swordsman."

Once glorious, successive generations of disciples under Wuwen Mountain produced countless gifted disciples,

but none could match Zhou Xuan, mastering the sixteen... seventeen stances of Jing Country before even entering the gate.

"Congratulations, butcher, but old incense never expected that Zhou Housheng’s blade would strike Lao Meng."

The incense fire Taoist gazed towards Mingjiang Prefecture, seeing clouds of pink mist floating above the state, nearly destroyed not long ago.

Pink is a romantic color; under this sky, what could be more romantic than a "dream"?

The scenes within dreams are bizarre, cattle and horses flying in the sky, white clouds brushing underfoot.

Yet now, this romance was severed by Zhou Xuan’s blade.

"With Lao Meng’s insatiable greed, the last time he tried to seize Zhou Xuan’s Wish Power, he should have been knocked down with a blade."

Despite his hatred, the butcher spoke seriously, still asking the incense fire Taoist, "Why do you think Lao Meng was cut down by Zhou Xuan this time? Did he try to steal that vast Mingjiang Wish Power again?"

"I don’t think so — I always felt it has something to do with the people from Buddha Country."

"Oh?"

"For years, I’ve felt there was something strange about Buddha Country’s entry into Jing Country; in the Time-Space World, I glimpsed Lao Meng’s trace."

The incense fire Taoist commented.

"So he was involved with the Buddhists and colluded together?"

"I’m just suspicious, Zhou Housheng’s blade perhaps verified my suspicions."

The incense fire Taoist spoke this, then rode away on a black donkey.

"Where are you going?" the butcher asked.

"Where can I go but Mingjiang, to watch Zhou Housheng’s alchemy, maybe I could snag an elixir to taste."

After moving a while, the incense fire Taoist suddenly stopped and asked the butcher, "Aren’t you going to Mingjiang to see the new disciples under the gate?"

"Dunjia Mountain has been taken by me to hone blades, the mountains, thousands strong, have all become antiquated, yet beneath Dunjia Mountain lies a stone monument, within it, the souls of six Supreme beings of Dunjia Mountain’s fate, I intend to slay them as revenge for the disaster that struck Wuwen Mountain years ago."

The butcher waved a hand, said "You go first," then walked briskly towards the depths of Dunjia Mountain’s pit.

"You don’t have a blade anymore, what will you use to slay?" the incense fire Taoist asked.

The butcher waved again, slicing through the mountain mist, saying, "I’ve long ceased relying on a blade; I am the sharpest blade."

...

Sky Dome Stone House, Changsheng Palace’s Green Sheep Palace Master Qing Yangyu asked Mr. Yan, "Have you truly seen clearly?"

"Green Sheep Palace Master, those two crooked trees obstruct the view of Mingjiang Village; I cannot see how Zhou Xuan acted,

but there was a flash of light from a blade, which I saw clearly; maybe, it was that sword Zhou Xuan used to cut down the doctor?"

"I don’t want to hear words like ’maybe,’ ’possibly,’ or ’perhaps’; I want a definitive answer."