Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 153 Invitation from Prince Qing's Mansion
This capital of Dayan is divided into five regions: east, west, north, south and center.

The Forbidden City, the imperial palace, is located in the center of the entire capital and is guarded by all sides.

Apart from the Forbidden City in the center, there is a saying among the people: the West City is chaotic, the North City is expensive, the East City is rich, and the South City is poor.

The reason for this statement is because the distinction is made based on the population composition of urban areas.

Most of the people living in West City are foreign tourists. These warriors are full of vigor and vitality, and there will be at least four or five fights among them every day, so it is very chaotic.

Most of the wealthy merchants lived in East City in order to stay away from the chaos of West City and find peace.

Common people lived in the South City where there was no news, and most officials lived in the North City.

The Prince Qing's Palace was naturally located in the north city like other dignitaries of the time.

After feeding the grumpy Ye Qingshi overnight, Fang Can set out from West City to North City alone early in the morning.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of West City, the atmosphere of the entire North City is completely different, and even the residential style is completely unified.

Just by looking at the size and style of these houses, one can roughly infer the rank and status of the owners.

As one of the few third-rank officials in the entire court, Prince Qing's status in the entire Dayan is naturally grand.

The gate of the palace was inlaid with sixty-three huge door nails in accordance with regulations. Because of the banquet invitation today, most of the visitors were young people in tight clothes.

'The eighth level of the entrance, the ninth level of the entrance, the eighth level of the entrance...'

Fang Can took a quick look and roughly estimated the strength of these young men through observation with his eyes and ears.

Although these young men acted freely and unrestrained at the moment, they were relatively respectful in front of Prince Qing's Mansion.

Because the dozen or so armored guards guarding the door alone are on par with them in terms of realm. If a fight breaks out, the best they can do is beat ten at once.

Not to mention the skinny-looking supervisor at the door.

He seemed to be welcoming every visitor with a friendly smile, but his skills were unfathomable and had already exceeded the scope of a mortal body.

"As expected of the Qing Palace, a steward has at least the first level of cultivation." Fang Can stared at the skinny old man.

The realm of the Road to Heaven cannot be viewed with common sense, in the realm of Transcendence of the Mortal Body, whoever is bigger is more powerful, and short people are inherently three points weaker.

On the road to heaven, all kinds of treacherous methods emerge one after another, and size really doesn't work.

After observing from a distance for a while, Fang Can stepped forward.

As he approached, the skinny supervisor, who had just finished receiving the last batch of visitors, saw Fang Can and his eyes immediately lit up. He immediately came forward and said:
"I guess this must be Young Master Fang Can. The prince has specifically asked me to keep an eye on you. Please come with me into the palace quickly."

After saying this, in the surprised eyes of the other warriors, the supervisor simply left the other warriors alone and led Fang Can into the mansion.

"What's going on? Is Fang Can amazing?"

"That's right! If you haven't entered the Heavenly Path yet, then everyone must be at the eighth or ninth level of the Mysterious Passage."

"No matter how strong Fang Can is, he can only beat three or four of us at most. What's so great about that?"

……

A group of young warriors looked at Fang Can who was entering the door from a distance, feeling indignant.

Apart from that, some people shrank their necks timidly, not daring to look directly at the figure that was getting farther and farther away.

At this moment, in the reception hall, there are all kinds of delicacies, and fine wines are flowing like streams.

As each warrior stepped in, the official on the side read out the ranking on the Tianji List.

"Yang Feng, number 195 on the Hidden Dragon List, is here." As his name was called out, a young man in a golden brocade robe stepped in, attracting the attention of everyone in the venue.

"Brother Yang Feng, I heard that you were hung up and beaten by Fang Can a few days ago. How come your broken arm was reattached just a few days ago?"

A warrior looked at Yang Feng with a teasing look, attracting the attention of everyone around him.

"Nonsense... Nonsense, sparring doesn't count as being beaten."

The young man called Yang Feng didn't expect to be ridiculed as soon as he entered the door. He choked and his face turned red.

A young man in brocade clothes and silk shoes said, "A few days ago, my followers saw with their own eyes that you were stripped naked and hung on a flagpole and whipped by Fang Can's followers."

"Humph! So what? I'm not the only one who was defeated."

Seeing that he was exposed, Yang Feng gave up completely and started to point fingers: "Li Xiuying, Zhao Siqian, Sun Guilian, Zhou..."

As Yang Feng called the troops to the rank, all the warriors who were called on the scene glared at Yang Feng.

“All these people were defeated by Fang Can, so it’s not shameful for me to lose to Fang Can.” Finally, Yang Feng made his comment.

As the self-exposure was revealed, the entire scene was already in laughter, with everyone looking at these guys who were stripped naked and hanging on the flagpole with mocking eyes.

"Hahaha, interesting, very interesting. I heard that your followers are following behind, there are at least a thousand mind warriors, and they all begged Fang Can to let you go."

A rude young man with his shirt open slapped the table and laughed:
"Is Fang Can at the first or second level? There are a thousand mind-phase warriors at the scene, plus those warriors at lower levels, there are at least tens of thousands of people. Why don't you dare to fight Fang Can?"

"Do you think we haven't done it before?" several warriors who were named asked angrily.

"That Fang Can was just like an animal. Even with thousands of people attacking him, he still managed to defeat them in a few strokes."

Originally, Fang Can had left them a pair of crotchless pants, but because of the riot, even this last piece of fig leaf was torn off.

"Nonsense, those are thousands of warriors, not thousands of pigs. Even pigs can't be defeated so quickly."

A warrior on the Hidden Dragon Ranking couldn't help but laugh and said, "Do you really believe that rumor that he defeated the first level?"

"You haven't met Fang Can, so of course you don't know. When you see him, I'll make you fly." Li Xiuying sneered.

The other warriors didn't care about this at all. They just thought that this group of warriors had been defeated by Fang Can and had become Fang Yier.

Just as they were mocking each other, the singing official who had witnessed the whole process not far away said, "The number one on the Shenglong list, Fang Can, has arrived!"

With a swish, the scene became silent, and everyone looked towards the door of the reception hall.

As there was a long upward staircase at the door, they could not see who was coming, but they could only hear the sound of gentle footsteps with their amazing hearing.

"pat, pat..."

In the eyes of those warriors who had been hung, the sound of those footsteps seemed to be stepping on their hearts.

As everyone was watching, they saw a white-haired young man gradually revealing his full appearance from the stairs, looking at the entire audience with a contemptuous gaze.

"The young generation of Yanguo... is just so-so."

With this thought in mind, Fang Can walked forward and found an empty seat to sit down.

Looking at the delicacies in front of him, he picked up an apple and started to eat it silently.

However, when so many bragging warriors met Fang Can, the real boss, they were not as arrogant as they said.

An eerie atmosphere of silence spread in the hall.

(End of this chapter)