Chapter 2035 - 1839: Playing the Small Fry
Song Yun followed along, thinking it was just a passage, but who would have thought that the scene before him would suddenly open up, revealing a vast basin ahead.
Below, the architecture was in the style of the Han Dynasty, arranged with precision, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.
Surrounding the buildings were towering trees, tens of meters high, with dense foliage that covered the sky and concealed everything above.
From above, one could only see a dense mass of leaves, unable to see the buildings below, truly a natural barrier.
"This Changshan Sect is really hidden deep."
Song Yun couldn’t help but sigh.
At this time, a young man in a suit approached, bowed with his hands: "Are you here to attend the martial arts tournament of the Four Gates?"
Song Yun looked at the person before him, dressed in a suit, with earphones on, a style completely incongruent with the ancient architecture around.
Obviously, with the passage of time, the Changshan Sect also couldn’t avoid following trends.
The elements of modern society have integrated into the life of the Changshan Sect.
Song Yun nodded at the young man: "Yes, we are here for the martial arts tournament of the Four Gates."
The young man asked again: "Do you have an invitation card?"
Invitation card?
This thing, Song Yun had never heard of.
He explained: "My friend, I was invited by Dongfang Yun, my name is Song Yun."
"Ah! So you are Sister Dongfang’s honored guest."
The young man exclaimed in surprise; evidently, Dongfang Yun had already informed them beforehand.
From his respectful tone, one could see that Dongfang Yun held a high status among these Changshan disciples.
He then looked at Gu Zi: "Who is this?"
Gu Zi smiled: "I’m Gu Zi from Gu Village."
"I’ve heard much about you."
The young man’s eyes flickered, he bowed, glanced at the chains bound to Gu Zi’s feet, and no longer doubted Gu Zi’s identity.
Immediately, he led Song Yun and the others inside.
The crowd grew larger, seemingly coming from all over Huaxia, engaging in greetings and conversations, naturally revolving around the martial arts tournament of the Four Gates.
"This time, the Four Gates competition is still between Changshan, Gu Village, Lin Family, and Shen Family competing; others can only vie for positions after the top four."
"These four gates have long-standing legacies and the most strength, it’s inevitable."
"I’ve heard Shen Han has progressed to the latter stage of ss-level, they might steal the spotlight this time."
"Not necessarily, Changshan Dongfang Yun, Lin Family Lin Rou, Gu Village’s Gu Man, who is inferior to them?"
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Listening to the discussions around, Song Yun and Gu Zi were led by the young man to a square.
"Please wait, someone will arrange accommodation for you. Miss Gu Zi, the people from Gu Village will be here soon. Village Chief Gu notified us beforehand, saying if we saw you, to have you wait here for him."
Song Yun expressed his thanks, and the young man turned to leave.
In the square, more than a hundred people were gathered, each engaging in conversation.
Song Yun observed that the lowest realm present was the late stage of s-level, while most were ss-level.
Clearly, these were the Ancient Martial Artists.
And this was only the newcomers; those already residing within the Changshan Sect might number in the thousands.
It seems the Ancient Martial World of Huaxia is quite populous.
Moreover, this is only the participants of the Four Gates competition; surely those not participating are even more.
Song Yun roughly calculated, ss-level should amount to over a thousand.
This number is quite daunting.
Fortunately, the Ancient Martial World has agreements not to harm common folk, or else such a number of ss-level experts would wreak havoc upon Huaxia.
Naturally, it is also because of these individuals that foreign nations fear Huaxia, allowing Huaxia to remain safe.
"That girl is so beautiful!"
"Eh, why does she have chains on her feet, is she being held by that man beside her?"
"Hmm, such a beauty, being held by him, that man is simply too wicked."
"Wicked my foot, that woman is Gu Zi from Gu Village."
"What, she’s Gu Zi! No wonder she’s so pretty."
"The two look quite intimate, what is their relation?"
"Who is that guy, what qualifies him to be with Gu Zi?"
While Song Yun was observing others, others also noticed him.
No, to be precise, they were noticing Gu Zi.
Wherever beauties are, they will become the center of attention.
Moreover, it seems Gu Zi is a renowned beauty.
The young men looked over, casting admiring glances at Gu Zi, but when their gaze fell on Song Yun, it was full of envy and resentment.
"I didn’t expect you to be quite famous."
Song Yun glanced at Gu Zi, teasingly spoke.
Gu Zi pouted, glared at the crowd around her, and muttered: "I don’t want to be famous for my appearance; if I want fame, it should be based on skills."
Song Yun laughed: "Alright, I hope you can win first place at the Four Gates competition."
Gu Zi retorted: "Are you mocking me? You know I can’t beat you or Sister Dongfang."
"Gu Zi, come here."
As the two spoke, suddenly a calm voice was heard.
Song Yun turned to look, seeing a group of people appearing in the square.
These people were the same ones who chased him when he left the crater below Gu Village initially.
The strong-built middle-aged man, Song Yun still vividly remembered.
Now he knows, that man is Gu Zi’s father, named Gu Dou, sss-level early stage.
Yet Song Yun’s gaze quickly shifted to another individual.
It was an elder, with a calm and dense aura, his level indiscernible, giving a vast and profound feeling, commanding respect.
Song Yun briefly pondered and knew this person’s identity; certainly the village chief of Gu Village, Gu Zi’s grandfather, Gu Hong.
Gu Hong, as the village chief of Gu Village, is one of the strongest in the Ancient Martial World of Huaxia.