Chapter 84 – Geniuses gather, the mysterious Mago

Arriving at the pavilion, Jiang Ping pointed to a refined young man on the far left and said, "Brother Chen, this is Mei Yongsi, the prodigy of Langya Pavilion, known as the Kylin Talent."

Hearing Jiang Ping's introduction, the refined man cupped his hands and slightly bowed to Chen Changsheng.

After sizing up this heir of Langya Pavilion, Chen Changsheng spoke, "The Central Court is a place of outstanding people and remarkable land. If you ask who is the strongest force in the Central Court, no one can say for sure. But if you ask who has the most well-informed intelligence in the entire Central Court, it must be Langya Pavilion by the Jinsha River."

"To know the paths of heroes across the world, bow to the Mei Lang of Jiangzuo."

"To meet the Mei Lang of Langya Pavilion today is truly an honor."

"Hahaha!"

"Brother Chen, you flatter me. My humble reputation is merely due to the courtesy of many fellow cultivators."

After exchanging a few polite words with Mei Yongsi, Chen Changsheng turned his attention to the man beside him.

This man was the complete opposite of Mei Yongsi in temperament. While Mei Yongsi was refined and amiable, like a spring breeze, this man was robust and dressed mainly in animal skins and wool, a style not typical of the Central Court or the Eastern Wasteland.

After a moment of observation, Chen Changsheng had a guess in his heart.

Before Jiang Ping could speak, Chen Changsheng took the initiative, "This brother's attire and demeanor are quite different from those of the Central Court. It seems you are from the Southern Plains."

"I've heard some legends about the Southern Plains."

"It's said that an extraordinary prodigy emerged from the Southern Plains."

"At the age of five, he could tear apart tigers and leopards with his bare hands. By eighteen, he was jointly honored as the 'First Warrior' by the thirty-six tribes of the Southern Plains."

Hearing Chen Changsheng's words, the burly man grinned and said, "I didn't expect you to know so much about the Southern Plains. The Central Court doesn't emphasize physical cultivation."

"I've been here for a while but haven't found a suitable opponent."

"I heard there's a strong nation in the Eastern Wasteland that places great importance on physical cultivation."

"Are you from the Xuanwu Nation?"

Facing the burly man's inquiry, Chen Changsheng smiled slightly, "Although I come from the Eastern Wasteland, I'm not from the Xuanwu Nation."

"If you want to meet a prodigy from the Xuanwu Nation, you can look to my side."

"Brother Su is the One-Word King personally appointed by the Left Emperor of the Xuanwu Nation, and he is the most outstanding prodigy of the entire Xuanwu Nation."

Upon hearing this, the burly man turned to Su Tian.

"I sense a powerful aura from you. Your fighting spirit is higher than the eagles in the sky."

"Your battle intent is fiercer than the wolves on the plains. I want to have a match with you."

"My name is Bo'erzhijin Ba Tulu, but you can just call me Ba Tulu."

Accepting the invitation, Su Tian cupped his hands and said, "The One-Word King of Xuanwu Nation, Su Tian."

"I was just thinking of sparring with you."

"On the plains, 'Ba Tulu' symbolizes a warrior. Since you dare to bear this name, your strength shouldn't be lacking."

Seeing the growing battle intent between the two, Jiang Ping quickly stepped in to mediate.

"I didn't expect Brother Chen to be not only wealthy but also knowledgeable."

"Brother Su and Brother Ba Tulu hit it off immediately, truly a case of heroes cherishing heroes!"

"Since Brother Chen is so knowledgeable, why not guess the identities of the remaining fellow cultivators?"

Facing Jiang Ping's challenge, Chen Changsheng smiled slightly, not taking it too seriously.

Geniuses are always proud. If you don't reach a certain level, they generally won't bother with you.

Smiling inwardly at Jiang Ping's little scheme, Chen Changsheng looked at the last man with a noble aura.

"Brother, there's an inexplicable nobility in your every move."

"Throughout the Central Court, only the Holy Son of Yaoguang Sacred Ground possesses such bearing."

"Eighty years ago, a child was born in Yaoguang Sacred Ground. At birth, the sky was filled with red light, a sign of great nobility."

"At three, he had read all the cultivation techniques of Yaoguang Sacred Ground. By five, he had defeated many disciples."

"At eight, there was no rival among the younger generation in Yaoguang Sacred Ground."

"By ten, there was no one in the younger generation worth his effort."

"Am I right, the Holy Son of Yaoguang, known as the Banished Immortal?"

Hearing this, the Holy Son of Yaoguang smiled, "Brother Chen, you jest. The title 'Banished Immortal' is just a hollow name."

"If Brother Chen doesn't mind, you can call me Fuyao."

"Fuyao?"

"Like the great roc soaring with the wind, rising ninety thousand miles."

"What a wonderful name!"

After complimenting this mysterious Holy Son of Yaoguang, Chen Changsheng turned his gaze to the two women.

Facing these two women, Chen Changsheng frowned.

"I met Fairy Zi Ning yesterday, but I can't quite discern the background of this fairy."

"Could the fairy give me a hint?"

"I don't have such a grand background as they do. I come from a small sect, which you wouldn't know."

"Fairy, that's not right. I have some understanding of the Central Court."

"How can you be sure I don't know if you don't tell me?"

In response to Chen Changsheng's inquiry, the fairy with a face like a 'pancake' and full of 'sesame' spoke up.

"Magoo of the Qianshan Sword Sect."

Hearing this name, everyone present began to ponder.

"The Qianshan Sword Sect is three thousand eight hundred miles from the Kunlun Sacred Ground."

"The sect doesn't have many members, and each generation has only one heir."

Chen Changsheng accurately recounted the history of the Qianshan Sword Sect. The reason he knew about it was because he had done business with them six or seven hundred years ago.

Interestingly, the Qianshan Sword Sect was already in decline back then.

Now, after so long, it doesn't make sense for the Qianshan Sword Sect to still exist!

Just as Chen Changsheng was pondering this, Mei Yongsi also spoke up.

"According to Langya Pavilion's records, the Qianshan Sword Sect disappeared three hundred years ago."

"I didn't expect to encounter an heir of the Qianshan Sword Sect today. It seems Langya Pavilion's intelligence needs updating."

Regarding Chen Changsheng and Mei Yongsi accurately identifying her background, Magoo showed no expression and simply said, "I came to the Hero's Gathering to restore my sect, not to compete with anyone."

"Aren't you going to gamble on stones?"

"If you don't start soon, I'll be leaving."

"Oh dear!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ping slapped his forehead and said, "Look at my memory, I almost forgot Brother Chen's main business."

"Today is the day for Brother Chen to showcase his skills. If I delay Brother Chen's important matters, it would be a real offense."

With that, Jiang Ping led Chen Changsheng to a few pieces of stone material.

Beside the stones, several important figures were already waiting.

Clearly, many people had already used various methods to probe them before Chen Changsheng's arrival.