Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Although Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo)'s identity is quite mysterious, his behavior reveals a bookish air, like a gentle and elegant scholar. His eyes are clear and deep, as if he can see into people's hearts.

Yet, he maintains a certain distance out of courtesy, making it difficult for people to peek into his inner world.

Under Su Yuan's guidance, at this moment, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) did not show any signs of nervousness or uneasiness. Instead, he looked like a tourist strolling in the garden, enjoying the scenery along the way.

This calmness and composure can't help but make people more interested in his origins and background.

At this quiet and solemn moment, the figure of the Yanhui's chief leader was particularly eye-catching. He was tall and straight, wearing a black robe that was more gorgeous and intricately detailed than the others present, highlighting his extraordinary status and majesty.

The flying phoenix on his mask was carved vividly, as if it was a symbol of identity, and also seemed to foreshadow the mysterious power behind him. When Su Yuan and Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) entered the hall.

The chief leader of the Yan Society was standing in front of a huge statue, with his hands clasped together in a respectful posture, as if he was silently performing some kind of prayer or ritual, as Su Yuan and Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) arrived.

He slowly turned around, and the Yanhui leader's sharp eyes penetrated the phoenix eyes on the mask, as sharp as torches. His gaze was fixed on Su Yuan and Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) who came in, and there was a flash of unfathomable scrutiny in his eyes.

"Master, as you instructed before, I have brought Master Li here."

Su Yuan's voice sounded again, clear and crisp with a hint of imperceptible charm, like the newly born spring water, the flourishing spring forest, and the spring breeze for ten miles, but none of them was as moving as her voice.

"very good."

Upon hearing the voice, the chief leader of the Yan Society responded in a low and majestic voice. There was not much emotional fluctuation in his tone, but it made people feel an unquestionable affirmation.

However, despite answering Su Yuan, the leader of the Yanhui never took his eyes off Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) in front of him. There was a complex light flashing in his eyes, as if he saw something special in Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo), which aroused his deep interest and contemplation.

This concentration made the dozens of black-robed people present feel an inexplicable expectation. They knew that the leader of their own Yan Society was not a person who paid attention to others easily, but now, he was observing Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) so intently, which must mean that this young man had incredible qualities or potential, enough to arouse the interest of the leader.

Su Yuan nodded slightly, understanding the chief's response. She knew that her mission had been completed, and what followed was the communication between the chief and Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo). She quietly stepped aside and watched the development of the situation gracefully.

Facing the piercing scrutiny of the Yanhui's chief leader, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) remained calm and composed as always. His long green gown was particularly eye-catching in the hall, and the gently swaying hem of his gown highlighted his heroic demeanor and stern temperament.

His eyes were deep and firm, like a deep pool that had never been rippled by the wind, exuding an elusive charm that made people want to explore the secrets deep within, even though they knew that all eyes were focused on them and they were in a passive position.

But Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) did not show any sign of panic. Instead, he was firm and calm, appearing steady and powerful, as if he was showing everyone his extraordinary background and absolute control over the current situation.

His calmness and self-confidence not only demonstrated his strong psychological quality, but also hinted at the powerful force or profound personal ability behind him. Such performance forced everyone present to re-evaluate the weight of the young man in front of them.

The interest in the eyes of the Yanhui chief leader grew stronger and stronger. He knew clearly that the young man in front of him was by no means an ordinary person, and he must have an amazing past and potential. Su Yuan, on the side, smiled slightly, as if she was not surprised by Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) performance. She already knew his hidden depth.

At this time, the leader of the Yan Society nodded slightly, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes, and then he spoke.

"Mr. Li is truly a man of talent, worthy of being the disciple of Taoist Shuiyun of Xiandu Sect."

There was a bit of majesty and gentleness in his voice, as if it was the wind blowing from the top of a mountain, distant yet friendly. There was a gleam of approval in his eyes, which was an appreciation for talent and an affirmation of future potential.

Hearing the words of the Yanhui's chief leader, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, as if he was politely smiling at the chief leader's praise. However, the light in his eyes suddenly became deep, revealing a bit of prudence and vigilance.

"Master, you are too kind!"

Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) responded softly, his voice was calm and firm, like a hermit with a calm demeanor like a mountain stream, neither humble nor arrogant, there was no trace of pride or excessive modesty in his words.

Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) just expressed his attitude lightly, with no ripples in his eyes, like a pool of bottomless clear water, making it impossible to figure out the real thoughts in his mind.

The leader of the Yanhui looked at the young man in front of him and nodded secretly in his heart. He knew that Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) was not an ordinary character. Although this young man was young, he was meticulous and had high martial arts skills. He was a rare talent.

"I think Su Yuan has already told Mr. Li the purpose of our Yan Club inviting Mr. Li here this time."

The voice of the Yanhui's chief leader sounded again. His eyes were like a mirror that could see through people's hearts, as if he was looking for any fluctuation in the expression of Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) in front of him.

"As long as you can join my Yan Club, you can choose any position in my Yan Club."

The leader of the Yanhui continued, his voice was low and charming, and every word seemed to be carefully considered. This sentence was undoubtedly a high compliment to Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) in front of him, and also a recognition of his own martial arts skills.

As a powerful force, the Yanhui naturally has a strict hierarchy and order within it. Being able to choose any position in such an organization is enough to show how much the Yanhui values ​​Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo).

For a moment, as the leader of Yanhui just finished speaking, the dozens of black-robed men in the hall immediately fell into whispering. These black-robed men were the heads of various halls in Yanhui. They were the backbone of Yanhui and naturally had their own views and ideas about the affairs of the association.

However, at this moment they all did not expect that in order to recruit the young man Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo), their leader actually promised to join the Yanhui and let him choose any position in the Yanhui. Such treatment is extremely rare even in the history of the Yanhui.

"Does the chief leader see his potential?"

A man in black robe said in a low voice, his eyes looking at Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo), as if trying to find out some clues from the young man's appearance. There was a gleam of inquiry in his eyes, and he was obviously very interested in the answer to this question.

"Not only has potential, didn't you hear Su Yuan mention it before? Li Qingmo is the disciple of Taoist Shuiyun, the top master of Xiandu Sect, and the youngest son of [Marquis of Pingyang] Li Zongsheng."

Another man in black robe responded with a barely perceptible fear in his voice. His words revealed his awe for Li Qingmo's background. After all, the Xiandu Sect was well-known in the martial arts world, and Taoist Shuiyun's reputation was even more well-known.

"Humph, he is the youngest son of [Marquis of Pingyang] Li Zongsheng, who is our enemy. Even if he is not a running dog of the Jin people like his father, he is still the son of a running dog of the Jin people."

In the corner, a black-robed man who looked older was muttering in dissatisfaction. His tone was full of hostility and disdain, and he seemed to have a deep-rooted prejudice against Li Qingmo's identity.

Although his words were low, they were loud enough for the people around him to hear, which made the atmosphere in the hall suddenly become a little tense. The words of the black-robed man whose identity was revealed were like a stone thrown into the calm water, causing ripples.