When they arrived in Tianqu City, it was already approaching evening.
With the night gradually falling, the inn’s lobby also became increasingly lively.
The more people there were, the more varied the topics of discussion.
Therefore, it is said that inns and teahouses are the places where one can most easily gather information from Jianghu.
Su Mo and his companions quietly sat there, casually eating something, and heard quite a bit of news about Tianqu City, Wan Cangxin, and Liu Suifeng.
There is no need to mention Wan Cangxin, as the shopkeeper had said before, he had already arrived in Tianqu City.
He was resting at Penglai Inn.
Every day, quite a few people came to visit him.
However, to cope with the Tianqu Sword debate, during this period, he did not meet with outsiders.
He just rented a small courtyard, meditating daily in solitude, waiting for the great battle to come.
Liu Suifeng was about a few days’ journey from Tianqu City, and before this, he had just made a trip to Jingchan Temple.
But the battle did not ensue.
The monks of Jingchan Temple did not wish to accept challenges at will, and when Liu Suifeng arrived, they refused to fight, so he simply left.
Although he wished to test the martial arts of the Seven Great Sects, this matter has always depended on mutual consent.
If I come to you for a friendly match and you are unwilling, then I will just leave, there’s nothing more to it.
If it were a lone warrior rising in Jianghu where others challenge you, not fighting might lead to being accused of cowardice and having an undeserved reputation.
But Jingchan Temple has long since had no need to prove its strength in such ways.
The reputation of the Dongcheng Seven Great Sects looms large, and no one dares accuse them of cowardice. It can only be said that the monks, being compassionate, do not wish to rashly wield their weapons.
The visit to Jingchan Temple was Liu Suifeng’s last stop in challenging the Seven Great Sects.
After that, he set off for Tianqu City. According to the time and distance, it will take at least three more days to arrive.
However, everyone knows that the closer he gets to Tianqu City, the more obstacles he will face.
The underground betting dens in Tianqu City had already opened countless books, aiming to make a fortune from it.
Wan Cangxin safely arriving in Tianqu City is beyond dispute.
Now those who bet on Wan Cangxin winning hope to increase their odds of winning.
Some believe that in the Tianqu Sword debate, if Liu Suifeng dies, then naturally Wan Cangxin wins without fighting.
But others hope that Liu Suifeng will be seriously injured to maximize Wan Cangxin’s chances of victory.
This way, at least they can save face.
In any case, there’s definitely no shortage of schemes at play here.
From the news heard in the inn, many people have already set out to ambush Liu Suifeng on his destined path.
Just waiting for Liu Suifeng’s arrival to make their move.
Of course, there are also people who have gone to ambush those ambushing Liu Suifeng...
They bet on Liu Suifeng winning and naturally can’t allow him to suffer even the slightest injury, hoping to protect this godsend along the way.
In short, although the Tianqu Sword debate has not yet started, the storm has already begun to surge.
Among all these pieces of news, the one that Su Mo was most concerned about, he hadn’t heard a whisper.
The Jiaolong Association’s Water Fort, since parting with Master Hongyun, all that’s known is that this great Monk has reached the territory of the Dongcheng Demon Sect.
There have even been suspicions that Gu Biyan, the missing Vice Palace Master of Nirvana Heavenly Palace, was captured by him.
But regarding these matters, nobody is discussing them.
And no one knows what this old Monk is up to now.
In the middle of the night, the clamor of the day all fell into silence.
In this vast, ancient city, apart from a few buildings still lit by red lanterns, the rest had settled down for the night.
Su Mo did not sleep, rather, he sat on the edge of the bed meditating.
Time hurried by, and it’s not known how long passed when he suddenly opened his eyes and looked toward the roof.
Footsteps on the roof blinked away into the distance.
He thought for a moment, then simply closed his eyes again.
But before he had meditated for a while, hurried footsteps passed by once more.
Su Mo was momentarily speechless. With the turmoil within Tianqu City, everyone in the city was asleep, yet these Jianghu people were too restless to sleep.
It wouldn’t matter if you didn’t sleep, but to expend excess energy in the brothel would be one thing; idling about and running on people’s rooftops serves what purpose?
Su Mo shook his head and decided not to care, preparing to close his eyes and continue meditating.
Then he heard dong dong dong...
This time, this individual was a bit excessive.
Their Qinggong was seriously lacking, as they made the rooftop rattle with noise.
It was absolutely unbearable!
Su Mo’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and with a flick of his hand, the window was opened. In a flash, he had already reached the rooftop.
He wanted to see what these people were up to in the middle of the night.
But as soon as he reached the roof, he saw someone hurrying over and coming up to him.
Seeing him emerge, the newcomer laughed: "You couldn’t stand it either?"
The visitor was none other than Wei Ziyi.
Like Su Mo, she had been resting properly in her room when the clattering above her head came one after another.
These perfectly fine rooftops were being trampled on like city gates by this crowd.
Deciding to come out and see what these people were trying to do, she had only taken a few steps before seeing Su Mo.
The two of them worked in coordination, without further conversation, and soared up.
Trailing behind the group they spotted.