As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

"I'll pay attention!"

Chen Zhian nodded slightly.

After spending most of the day in the Taoist sect and fighting with the old fellow Zhao Tianlai at the same level, and beating him so hard that he was grinning from ear to ear and feeling completely relieved, Chen Zhian ended the meeting in the Taoist sect.

He then turned around and paid a visit to the various imperial clans and major sects.

The only difference from the Taoist sect was that, except for a grandmaster from the Xia family who came out in person to meet them, the rest of the imperial clans seemed aloof.

He did not take the brothel composed of a group of casual cultivators seriously, and just asked the younger generation to meet him.

The person Ye Shi met was Ye Wuming, one of the Seven Little Saints.

Ye Wuming remained silent on Chen Zhian's comments on the survival of independent cultivators in the Holy Ruins. He showed up just to compete with the brothel owner who had suddenly become famous.

He drew his sword and challenged.

Then Chen Zhian casually chopped him back a hundred feet away with a sword.

......

"Brother Jing, have you figured out his origins?"

After Chen Zhian left, Ye Wuming limped back to the stone hall and asked a guard standing in front of the door.

"He should be the so-called Chen Zhiming who is the only one in the martial arts world. Although he is not as good as Ji Wudao, he is not far behind..."

The guard was about thirty years old, with an ordinary face. No one would even look at him twice in a crowd.

However, he is the most evil genius of the Ye family of the time, the banished immortal Ye Jing.

"I didn't expect it was really him..."

Hearing that Wu Rong was indeed Chen Zhiming, Ye Wuming seemed to be in a good mood, and raised his sword-like eyebrows and said: "Since it is him, my loss is not unfair. It's a pity that my aunt went to grab the emperor's soldiers, otherwise she would be very happy to see the successor of the Sword Saint Zhu Qinghou.

But then again, he is Chen Zhiming.

Are you sure you can defeat him?"

"If it was me standing in front of you before..."

Ye Jing picked up a green lotus in his hand and silently deduced Chen Zhian's previous sword. A moment later, he slashed towards Ye Wuming with the green lotus.

Ye Wuming's face froze.

He didn't even have time to do anything before being slashed more than two hundred feet away by the sword.

At the moment when Ye Jing’s sword was about to cut Ye Wuming.

Chen Zhian stopped and suddenly turned to look at the magnificent stone house of the Ye family.

He had used his unparalleled sword power to defeat Ye Wuming with his sword previously.

He spent a long time learning this sword technique, but he did not expect that the banished immortal could imitate it after only taking a single glance.

It turns out that the swordsmanship is gifted by nature and comes easily to him...

"The fallen immortal Ye Jing, the goddess Xiao Wuyou, and the saintly son Zhou Yuanshan.

They were once able to be on par with Ji Wudao.

It’s not a false reputation...”

Xu Luo smiled and said, "If the boss is afraid, it's still not too late to withdraw now. Once we get on the stage, it will be a matter of life and death..."

Chen Zhian glanced at the ordinary Xu Luo, walked towards the brothel, and said faintly: "Brother Xu, don't say such nonsense."

......

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The brothel has completely established its foothold in Zhuluyuan.

Except for the three grand masters of Qingyun Sect who jumped out to stop it and then were severely beaten up by the drunkard, the rest of the forces seemed to be silent, and the process was surprisingly smooth.

Chen Zhian originally thought that the Imperial Clan would not watch the independent cultivators escape from their control, especially when they were flying the banner of a brothel. However, he did not expect that the Imperial Clan would be so patient.

The Ye and Xia families are fine.

After all, they had no grudge against the Chen family.

But the other tribes also showed an indifferent attitude, which surprised Chen Zhian...

For this purpose, Chen Zhian specifically consulted Zhao Tianlai.

Zhao Tianlai said that those below a saint are like ants.

For the imperial family, as long as he is not Chen Zhian who beat the drums to heaven.

Even Chen Zhiming, who is the only one in the world of swordsmanship, is just an ant before he grows up.

It is not worthy of any attention from a saint.

Unless he is like Ji Wudao, who can bring down a heavenly calamity when he reaches the level of Tongxuan.

As for that group of rabble, the imperial family would not take them seriously at all.

Let him not think too much.