I Can Replicate Martial Arts

Westward they traveled!

Along the way, the scenery gradually became different from that of the Central Plains.

The land on both sides of the road grew more and more desolate, with only the occasional livestock or mule crossing their path.

The traffic on the road thinned, and the settlements on either side also grew sparse and barren.

Due to the invasion by the Great Shang, the west had long since become a martial law zone. The farther west they went, the fewer people they saw.

The Tianshan mountains were located in the far western frontier, spanning the territories of three nations. Its peaks soared into the clouds, perpetually covered in ice and snow, a desolate and uninhabited land.

Before the Spiritual Qi Revival, the Celestial Mountain Sect had long existed in name only, without even a proper base of operations.

After the Spiritual Qi Revival, a certain Martial Artist with the surname Zhang, who admired the beauty of Tianshan, built two thatched cottages on a sunny mountainside.

He practiced his Martial Arts day and night and managed to achieve some minor success.

From then on, he declared himself the Sect Leader of the Celestial Mountain Sect.

Several decades later, his sect had grown to a considerable size with many disciples.

Later, when the various sects of Gui Xu returned, the people of the Celestial Mountain Sect from the Gui Xu Song Realm naturally took the opportunity to return to their old home in Tianshan.

Unfortunately, the original Celestial Mountain Sect had long since perished. The newly established sect had absolutely nothing to do with them.

So they seized the magpie’s nest, injuring the man surnamed Zhang, winning over a large number of his disciples, and re-establishing the Celestial Mountain Sect.

Their methods were not much different from the old Qingcheng Sect.

Both were just as domineering and rude.

Zhao Rui’s party of four took a plane to a frontier airport, then traveled west, trekking over mountains and rivers. After much effort, they finally found the location of Tianshan.

The peaks that pierced the clouds, the impossibly wide mountain range, and the unending ridgeline couldn’t help but inspire a sense of awe for nature.

"I don’t know what those bastards from the Celestial Mountain Sect were thinking, building their sect in this godforsaken shithole. It’s cold and remote. What the hell."

Er Chou, the second of the Luo River Three Uglies, spat in discontent.

Although his Power was profound, he had a natural aversion to the cold. Now that he was on the mountain, with nothing but white, snow-capped peaks in sight, how could he possibly be in a good mood?

"Venerable Lord, the Celestial Mountain Sect’s Martial Arts are unique, and they have experts as numerous as clouds. Logically, the Evil Dao should avoid clashing with them head-on."

The eldest of the Three Uglies said with a frown.

"Tianshan is vast. If we didn’t have a local to guide us, we wouldn’t even be able to find the Celestial Mountain Sect. It’s not surprising, even if they’re in the same region."

Zhao Rui smiled, looking up to see the buildings of the Celestial Mountain Sect in the distance.

"Let’s go. Time to pay them a visit."

With that, Zhao Rui set off, striding through the snow toward the Celestial Mountain Sect.

A short while later, the recently built main gate of the Celestial Mountain Sect came into view.

At the gate stood two disciples on guard, dressed in thick, white cotton clothes and holding longswords, their expressions solemn.

Their mouths and noses were covered in frost.

"Honored guests, may I ask your purpose here? Please allow us to announce your arrival."

The two guards saw that the four visitors had restrained auras. Despite being high on a snowy mountain, their faces were untroubled and their breathing was deep and even. They knew at once that these were people of the Martial Arts world.

They quickly took up a defensive posture and inquired politely.

"I am Zhao Rui of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, here to pay a visit to your honorable sect’s leader."

Zhao Rui said, cupping his fist in a slight bow.

"Zhao Rui?"

The two Celestial Mountain Sect disciples glanced at each other, clearly having never heard the name.

They had lived in Gui Xu for a long time, and after arriving on Blue Star, they had remained on the frontier, so they knew very little about the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

However, the two focused more of their attention on the Three Uglies standing beside Zhao Rui.

A strange flicker appeared in their eyes.

"Honored guests, please wait a moment."

One of the gate guards hurriedly called over a disciple from the Inner Sect to take his post.

He then trotted through the rather simple courtyard wall to report to the sect elders.

"This place isn’t much to look at, but they sure put on airs."

Er Chou sneered dismissively.

As soon as he said it, the Celestial Mountain Sect disciple at the gate shot him an angry glare.

"Shut your mouth."

Zhao Rui snapped, silencing Er Chou’s idle chatter.

Before long, a large crowd of disciples holding various weapons suddenly poured out from the gate. With a great RUSH, they surrounded Zhao Rui and his companions.

"Heluo Three Uglies, you dare show your faces here?"

Four middle-aged Martial Artists slowly walked out from the gate. They wore long robes and had a scholarly air about them.

But the four stood tall and had an extraordinary bearing. Their feet stepped on the snow without sinking in, a clear sign that they possessed supreme Martial Arts.

"Heh, so you recognize us three brothers. What’s the matter? Are we not allowed to visit your Celestial Mountain Sect?"

Da Chou snorted twice, then added, "We’ve turned over a new leaf. We’re members of the Qingcheng Sword Sect now. We’re here accompanying Zhao Zhenren on a visit. Does your Celestial Mountain Sect have no manners?"

The four men were taken aback by his words and only then turned their gaze to the young man standing between the Three Uglies.

He was handsome and elegant, with an exceptional demeanor, yet his aura was completely hidden, making him seem like an ordinary person.

"Returning to the True?"

The four men’s eyes lit up. They hurriedly looked at Zhao Rui and asked, "And you are...?"

"I am Zhao Rui of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. At the request of Master Weichen of the Qingcheng Sect, I have come to your esteemed sect to meet with Mr. Zeng the Elder."

Mr. Zeng the Elder was the Sect Leader of the Celestial Mountain Sect, and also one of the most renowned top-tier experts in the Gui Xu Song Realm.

"So you are a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect. Forgive our rudeness."

The four men naturally knew of Master Weichen. The moment they heard Zhao Rui was a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, they understood.

"Please!"

At the middle-aged man’s signal, the disciples of the Celestial Mountain Sect parted to form a path.

"Hmph!"

The Three Uglies snorted coldly and swaggered after Zhao Rui into the Celestial Mountain Sect.

The sect’s location suffered from a harsh climate, with vast expanses of ice and snow. Transporting supplies was difficult, let alone large construction materials.

As a result, the entire sect’s architecture looked rather crude and simple.

"Venerable Lord, these people really aren’t afraid of the cold."

Da Chou looked around and couldn’t help but remark via voice transmission.

"They have their reasons for building the sect here. Say no more."