Martial Arts Crossover: Me, the Immortal Venerable, Opens a Pawnshop in the Martial Arts World

In the Forbidden City of the Ming Dynasty—

"Hahaha!"

Zhu Houzhao rose from the dragon throne, waving his sleeves with a joyful expression.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"I never imagined that my great Ming Dynasty would harbor such a towering and chivalrous hero!"

"Someone come here!"

"By imperial decree, summon Guo Bujing to the palace for an audience! I want to see for myself what kind of charisma this great hero of my Ming Dynasty possesses!"

Deep within the Dragon Guardian Manor, Zhu Wushi sat in the main seat, his right hand supporting his chin, his eyes cold and his killing intent blatant.

"The realm of a grandmaster..."

"Master Guo..."

"I had noticed this person before, but I never expected that his cultivation had reached such a profound and unfathomable level..."

After decades of planning and scheming, Zhu Wushi was already confident in his ability to seize the Ming Dynasty's throne.

However, this Guo Juxia who suddenly appeared out of nowhere has become an unavoidable stumbling block in his grand ambitions!

Grandmaster level...

Before this, he had no idea that there was a second Grandmaster hidden within the territory of the Ming Dynasty!

What's even more troublesome is that, given Guo Juxia's upright, unyielding, and inflexible nature, he is by no means someone who can be subdued by power and strategy!

A formidable foe!

This person is sure to be a major threat!

Deep within the Forbidden City, Zhu Houzhao leisurely awaited Guo Juxia's arrival for an audience.

The smile on her lips never faded.

He is a master and a chivalrous person who saves the world. How could such a person only come to my attention now?

Fortunately, it wasn't too late to discover it.

If such a person were to guard the country, the Ming Dynasty would surely be as solid as a rock!

After all, it was unheard of before that there was a Grandmaster in charge within our country!

"May the Heavenly Ranking of the Nine Provinces be adorned with even more heroes from our Great Ming Dynasty!"

"May the prestige of our Chinese nation surpass that of all other nations, without being inferior in the slightest!"

A slight smile played on his lips as he lightly chewed the grape offered by the beauty, then sat back down, his gaze once more fixed on the Nine Provinces Heavenly Ranking suspended in the void—

[Ranked twenty-seventh on the Nine Provinces Heavenly Ranking, the Sword God, Ximen Chuixue!]

The moment the words "Sword God" appeared, the entire martial arts world of Kyushu was shaken.

"Sword God!?"

"What an arrogant name..."

"But this is not self-proclaimed; it is personally bestowed by the Heavenly Ranking, witnessed by Heaven and Earth!"

"Another unparalleled powerhouse I've never heard of before?"

"The previous heroes like Divine Condor Hero, Invincible East, and Guo Jing were already renowned, but compared to this 'Sword God,' they seemed slightly inferior in terms of imposing presence..."

"This Nine Provinces Heavenly Ranking is becoming more and more exciting!"

On the border of the Qin Dynasty, outside the Mo family's mechanical city.

Two figures walked swiftly along the mountain path, one in front of the other.

"Uncle."

Tianming looked up at the list that appeared on the horizon, muttering to himself, his face full of resentment:

"Who is this Ximen Chuixue? Even you are only a 'Sword Saint,' yet he dares to call himself a 'Sword God'?"

Gai Nie carried him forward, and upon hearing this, glanced indifferently at the list, his tone calm:

"The world is vast, and there are countless masters. Tianming, you must remember—there are heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people."

"This person may not be as strong as me, but since he is given the title of 'Sword God,' his swordsmanship must be extraordinary."

"When will you be on the list, sir?"

Tianming nodded as if he understood, then his eyes lit up as he pressed on with another question:

"Now, every person who appears on the Nine Provinces Heavenly Ranking receives an astonishing reward. If Uncle makes it onto the list, wouldn't he gain an unparalleled opportunity, completely recover to his peak condition, and no longer be bothered by those pursuers?"

In Tianming's heart, his uncle Gai Nie is far superior to all the people currently on the list!

If others have already received such amazing rewards, this uncle should be even more extraordinary!

Gai Nie gently stroked his hair, and even for a composed man like him, a hint of expectation flickered in his eyes.

Since his serious injury, although his cultivation level has continued to rise, he has never been able to get rid of the shackles of his old injury. He himself is not even clear about his current situation.

And that legendary Heavenly Ranking reward... could it truly help him break free from his cocoon and be reborn?

In the secluded forest outside the city of government offices.

A man dressed in white with flowing silver hair stood with his hands behind his back, exuding a chilling aura of killing intent.

Wei Zhuang crossed his arms, snorted coldly, and spoke with utter disdain:

"Sword God?"

"Hmph! When I have some free time, I'll definitely go and meet this 'Sword God'."

"We'll see if he's qualified to bear that title!"

Although he was currently on orders to hunt down Gai Nie, he had become enemies with his former fellow disciples.

But in his heart, only his master and Gai Nie were worthy of respect.

Now, even Gai Nie is only ranked as a "Sword Saint," how can we tolerate an outsider daring to presume to call himself a "God"?

Inside the Yong'an Pawnshop in Beiliang.

"These names on the Nine Provinces Heavenly Ranking are all incredibly famous, it's truly terrifying..."

The prince blinked, muttered to himself, his face filled with shock.

"Sword God... Such a title will likely incite discontent among all sword wielders in the world."

Old Huang nodded silently, his expression solemn.

There are countless swordsmen in the world, but who would willingly submit to being second only to one?

In particular, it allows an unknown figure like Ximen Chuixue to sit high above, looking down upon all the heroes.

The whispers of those around him reached Ling Tian's ears. He tilted his head back and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp. His eyes flickered slightly, and he said softly:

"Ximen Chuixue..."

"In terms of cultivation level, he may not be at the top, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, calling him the 'Sword God' is truly well-deserved."

Upon hearing this, Prince Bai Zhantang, Guo Furong, and the others were all taken aback.

Sword God? Ximen Chuixue?

These people, who had roamed the martial arts world for many years and were of extraordinary status, had never heard of this name before.

How could Ling Tian, ​​an ordinary person with no foundation in internal energy, know about the mysterious figure ranked twenty-seventh on the Nine Provinces Heavenly Ranking?

Before everyone could finish their questioning, Xu Nian finally couldn't hold back and blurted out:

"Brother Ling Tian, ​​judging from your tone, could it be that you have indeed had some interaction with this Sword God?"

We wouldn't call ourselves acquaintances.

"I just know that such a person exists."

Ling Tian smiled calmly, his expression composed.

"Ha, I actually thought you knew such a peerless master."

Xu Nian immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It's quite reasonable to have only heard of the name.

After spending the past two days together, he clearly understood that Ling Tian had no true qi in his body and was purely a mortal.

How could someone like that possibly be acquainted with someone as extraordinary as Ximen Chuixue?

If he really is an old acquaintance, then wouldn't those so-called "unparalleled secret manuals" he mentioned a few days ago be somewhat credible?

In that case, I would have missed a great opportunity. Fortunately... fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

It turns out it was just hearsay.

Deep within the imperial city of the Ming Dynasty.

In a quiet courtyard.

A figure in white stood as white as snow, his gaze fixed on the golden list that appeared in the void, his eyebrows twitching slightly.

"Twenty-seventh on the Nine Provinces Heavenly Ranking..."

"Ye Gucheng should have been on the list, but I was the first one to appear?"

Ximen Chuixue, a recluse living outside Suzhou during the Ming Dynasty, is the master of Wanmei Manor, and his whereabouts are rarely known to the world.

"The Great Ming! This person is actually from our Great Ming!"

Zhu Houzhao suddenly stood up, his voice excited and his face full of joy.

When he first saw the words "Sword God," he secretly felt it was arrogant and looked down on it.

But now that he knows Ximen Chuixue belongs to the Ming Dynasty, he suddenly feels that the name "Sword God" is majestic and heroic!

After all, talented people come from our dynasty, and the more renowned their names are, the more it reflects the prestige of our nation!

Without hesitation, he immediately gave a stern order to the guards in the courtyard:

"Immediately issue my imperial decree!"

"Order the Six Doors, the Eastern Depot, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard to mobilize their entire forces and find Ximen Chuixue at all costs. Offer him generous gifts and we vow to bring him under the wing of our Great Ming!"

With the order given, Zhu Houzhao clapped his hands and laughed, full of vigor. He then looked up again and carefully read the rest of the list.

Ximen Chuixue was in love with Su Bai; even as a child, he displayed an almost obsessive dedication and talent for swordsmanship.

[Entering the martial world at the age of twelve, he intimidated all with his unparalleled swordsmanship. He was solitary and taciturn, regarding his sword as his life, killing in the blink of an eye, elevating slaughter to an ultimate art.]

[Tall and slender, dressed in snow-white robes, yet the sword at his waist was as black as ink, narrow and ancient-looking, its blade three feet seven inches long, weighing seven pounds and thirteen ounces—a rare and divine weapon.]

He had few true friends throughout his life. He married Sun Xiuqing and had a son, but due to the entanglements of love and the disturbance of his swordsmanship, he ultimately chose to leave.

His sole aim is the pinnacle of swordsmanship; single-minded and unwavering, he is the purest swordsman in the world!

[Having now reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, I have made a pact with Ye Gucheng, the Lord of White Cloud City—on the night of the full moon, at the summit of Purple Thorn, a battle to the death!]

[His strength has reached the early stage of Grandmaster!]

"Obsessed with swords, he even abandoned his wife and children for the sake of swordsmanship? Another ruthless character!"

"First, Dongfang Bubai harmed himself for the sake of offense, and now Ximen Chuixue has abandoned his family for the sake of his sword..."

"Of these individuals who have reached the level of grandmaster, apart from Guo Jing, who is somewhat normal, aren't they all madmen?"

"Hmph, if not for madness, how could one break through the shackles of the mortal world?"

"With the mastery of a grandmaster and such unwavering dedication... I accept the title of 'Sword God'!"

"Wait... September 15th, the decisive battle at the summit of the Bauhinia?"

"Isn't today...the fifteenth of September?"

"My God... So, tonight at midnight, the Sword God Ximen Chuixue will face Ye Gucheng in a life-or-death duel at the Forbidden City, the imperial palace of the Song Dynasty?!"

"Ha... Once such extraordinary figures clash, the winds and clouds will surely change, and the mountains and rivers will lose their color... I wonder how many rubble will remain of the Ming Dynasty's Forbidden City in the end..."

"Not necessarily. Doesn't the Ming Dynasty still have Guo Juxia, ranked twenty-eighth on the Heavenly Ranking? They might not be able to easily resort to violence in the palace."

"That being said... just who exactly is this Ye Gucheng, that he could agree to a duel with the Sword God atop the Purple Thorn Peak?"

"He is probably someone no less than the Sword God, or a madman who has long heard of his name and is determined to challenge authority."

"Daring to challenge the Sword God, one must have some real skill. Even if one is not on the list, one should at least be at the late stage of the Innate Realm, or even at its peak."

As for the martial arts practitioners from other dynasties and small countries, they would only discuss it from afar, exclaiming a few words of amazement and that would be it.

At this moment, the martial arts world within the Ming Dynasty was already in turmoil, completely exploding!

This is the first time since the Heavenly Ranking was established that a battle between the strongest on the Heavenly Ranking has taken place in the Nine Provinces!

This is an unprecedented event for martial arts practitioners worldwide.

Especially those swordsmen who wield swords are all filled with longing and yearn to go to the Forbidden City immediately to witness the sword god's demeanor!

In an instant, people from all directions, those from the martial arts world who were not far from the city, abandoned everything and rushed to the imperial city.

Meanwhile, inside the Forbidden City.

Zhu Houzhao, who was leisurely sipping tea, suddenly turned ashen-faced after reading Ximen Chuixue's resume.

Suppressing his anger and resentment, he coldly turned to the attendant beside him, his voice low and menacing:

"Is today...the fifteenth of September?"

The servant trembled, his face turned deathly pale, and he replied timidly:

"Your Majesty... tonight is indeed the time of the full moon..."

"boom--"

Zhu Houzhao suddenly grabbed the imperial teacup in his hand and slammed it to the ground, shattering the porcelain and spilling tea everywhere.

His anger surged like a tidal wave, engulfing his entire body.

"September 15th, the night of the full moon, a decisive battle atop the Forbidden City?"

"Outrageous! Utterly lawless!"

"These Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, how dare they use my Great Ming Imperial Palace as a martial arts arena? They treat imperial authority as if it were nothing?!"

He was overjoyed at the fact that Ximen Chuixue was a master from the Ming Dynasty, ranked among the top in the Nine Provinces, and had reached the level of a grandmaster. He even planned to recruit him into the court at any cost.

Can……

Before the order was even issued, news came that this man wanted to settle the score tonight in his palace, right above the emperor.

This……

What do you take him for?

This is clearly a blatant trampling on imperial authority!

"Hmph! So what if he's a grandmaster?"

"I also have masters by my side!"

"Guo Juxia is enough to suppress Ximen Chuixue."

"As for Ye Gucheng, who is merely at the Innate Realm, he's not worth mentioning!"

After pacing back and forth for a moment, his expression shifting between gloom and uncertainty, Zhu Houzhao coldly issued his order:

"Issue the order immediately!"

"All the top experts from the Eastern Depot, the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and the Six Doors have been transferred to the Forbidden City!"

"If they don't come tonight, then let it be."

"But if someone dares to step into the skies above the palace to duel—"

"Kill them all, no matter who they are!"

"I will let the entire land know that the Ming Dynasty's imperial court is not to be desecrated!"

The Imperial Garden of the Tang Dynasty.

Just a moment ago, Li Shimin was marveling at Zhu Houzhao's incredible luck, that the Song Dynasty had produced another master-level expert.