Shenwu Yutianlei

The final result was that after Shen Yun asked around, no one was willing to accompany him to participate in the competition held by the City Lord's Mansion.

Shen Yun is finally going to start his journey alone.

As for his safety, everyone was not too worried. After all, Shen Yun's current strength should not be underestimated. He held the second-level spiritual weapon Jinghong Sword in his hand, exuding a sharp aura, as if he could cut off all obstacles at any time. In his dantian, there was a powerful lightning spiritual power, and the shining arc seemed to contain endless power. Not only that, his cultivation had reached the fourth level of the foundation-building realm, not to mention that he had practiced the "Blue Lotus Sword Art" to perfection. Such strength was considered outstanding in the entire Liucheng area.

Judging from Shen Yun's current comprehensive strength, unless he encounters a large number of Foundation Establishment Realm masters' joint siege, there is really no great danger. You know, in the entire Liucheng, the number of Foundation Establishment Realm masters is also limited. First of all, it is not easy to gather so many Foundation Establishment Realm masters. This not only takes a lot of time and energy, but also requires strong enough appeal and influence. Moreover, even if so many masters can be gathered, they may not be able to act in a coordinated manner, which will also bring many variables and uncertainties to the action of besieging Shen Yun.

Therefore, taking various factors into consideration, Shen Yun's safety is still guaranteed to a certain extent.

As the City Lord's Mansion's announcement spread to the surrounding areas, the news spread quickly to every corner as if it had wings. Attracted by this announcement, a large number of cultivators poured into Liucheng from all directions like a surging tide.

Suddenly, this originally peaceful and tranquil city became bustling with activity. The wide streets were crowded with monks from all over the place. Some of them were exhausted, having just arrived here, and were still a little tired from the journey; others were in high spirits, with excitement flashing in their eyes, full of anticipation for the upcoming competition.

The narrow alleys were also crowded with monks, who were either chatting or hurriedly looking for a place to stay. Noisy sounds filled every corner, and the monks' conversations, footsteps, and laughter intertwined together, forming a noisy and vibrant scene.

Every street in the city became bustling, as if it had turned into a huge stage, and these monks were the protagonists on the stage, performing together this lively event.

There were people coming and going at the city gate, and the number of guards on duty was twice as many as usual. The bustling crowd surged like a tide, presenting an extraordinary scene. Many monks, with their own aspirations and expectations, stepped into this city full of opportunities and challenges. Among them, some were alone, taking firm steps, showing the freedom and perseverance of a lone walker; some gathered in groups of three or five, laughing and talking, and being close to each other, showing the strength and warmth of the team.

Some monks had confident smiles on their faces, as if they had already seen their moment to shine in the competition; while some monks looked a little nervous, with their brows slightly furrowed, and they rubbed their hands from time to time, revealing a trace of uneasiness and uneasiness.

At this time, inns, teahouses, pubs and other places are crowded and bustling. The monks exchange information and experiences with each other, sharing their own experiences on the road of cultivation. They enthusiastically discuss the rules of the competition, analyze the possible opponents, and speculate on various tactics and strategies.

Everyone is actively preparing for the upcoming competition, hoping to show their skills and achieve excellent results in this event. The whole city is filled with a tense and energetic atmosphere, as if the passion and dreams of the monks are surging in the air.

On the bustling streets, the trading of all kinds of rare treasures has become more frequent. Magical weapons shine with strange light, some are simple and majestic, some are exquisite and small, each exuding a unique breath; elixirs exude an alluring aroma, and there are a variety of elixirs with various effects, which makes people dazzled; the mysterious runes on the talismans flicker with a faint light, as if containing endless power.

These items filled the stalls on both sides of the street, which was simply dazzling. The power of the magic weapon, the magical effect of the elixir, and the wonderful use of the talisman all fascinated many monks, attracting their eyes to stare at these treasures, their eyes full of desire and curiosity.

The shouts echoed in the streets. The stall owners enthusiastically introduced their treasures, trying to attract the attention of the monks passing by. The monks stopped in front of each stall, carefully observing the items they liked, and bargained fiercely with the stall owners. In order to get a more reasonable price, they argued endlessly, and the voices intertwined with the shouts, forming a lively and prosperous scene.

The whole street seemed to have turned into a huge trading market, full of vitality and vigor. People were communicating and trading here, making various preparations for the upcoming competition, presenting a picture full of life and monks' enthusiasm.

After Shen Yun returned to the Shen Mansion, as soon as he stepped into the mansion, he learned that the clan leader Shen Jingyuan wanted to summon him, so he quickened his pace and headed for the meeting hall.

When Shen Yun arrived at the meeting hall, he saw the clan leader Shen Jingyuan sitting in the main seat, looking serious and solemn. In addition to Shen Jingyuan, Shen Rou, who had always had a good relationship with Shen Yun, and the long-famous Shen Fengxiang were also here.

Shen Yun first walked forward steadily, bowed deeply to the clan leader Shen Jingyuan, and said respectfully: "Clan leader, my nephew Shen Yun is back." Then he nodded slightly to Shen Rou and Shen Fengxiang, showing great courtesy.

Shen Jingyuan looked at Shen Yun and nodded slightly, with a hint of barely perceptible relief in his eyes. He had seen Shen Yun's blue lotus at the Shen family's martial arts arena that day, and even he didn't dare to say that he could escape unscathed from that move. With Shen Yun's participation in this competition, it basically meant that the Shen family had already reserved a spot.

Shen Jingyuan said, "Yun'er, there's no need to be polite. There are no outsiders here. Just call me Second Uncle. It's good that you're back. Are you ready for the competition held by the City Lord's Mansion this time?"

Shen Yun straightened up and replied, "Uncle, I am ready and will do my best."

"Okay," Shen Jingyuan stood up, took a few slow steps, and then said, "The three of you are all the geniuses of my Shen family. If you can get the qualification to enter the Royal Academy this time, then in the future, my Shen family will have the opportunity to be promoted to a Jindan family. At that time, Liucheng and the surrounding ten thousand miles will be under the control of my Shen family. This matter is of great importance, you must not be careless."

In the following time, clan leader Shen Jingyuan explained some precautions to the three people. Shen Yun listened carefully and nodded from time to time to show that he understood.