Chapter 1418: Zhang Jiuxiao Takes a Master

If it’s next April, now is early October, with nearly seven months to prepare. Given his rate of progress, becoming the Saint Son Hall’s master shouldn’t be difficult, but… around the New Year, less than three months away, that’s too tight!

Just hearing that the Luo family had confined Luo Ruoxi to her room, the Zhang family called a clan meeting… were they that eager to marry her off?

Too shameless!

His face ashen, Zhang Xuan felt a surge of anger burning in his chest, about to explode.

Since his rebirth, aside from when Lu Chong was killed saving him, he hadn’t been this furious in a long time.

The number one family in the continent, disregarding the feelings of those involved, forcing a marriage—it was no different from banditry!

He had originally wanted to save some face and avoid a complete falling out, but since they were so shameless, don’t blame him for being rude.

Master Zhang…

Seeing his intense emotional fluctuation, Jian Qinsheng and Master Zhan were both startled and looked over.

The eight star masters were all extremely transcendent in their state of mind, fully capable of remaining unperturbed even if Mount Tai collapsed before them. Why had their emotions suddenly changed so drastically?

“I’m fine!”

Completely suppressing the anger within, Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked over: “Senior Sword, when are you leaving for the Zhang family?”

“Huh?”

Not expecting him to ask this, Jian Qinsheng was taken aback for a moment, then said: “The flying sacred beast is already prepared, we can leave at any time!”

“Good, I’ll go with you!”

Raising his eyebrows, Zhang Xuan made his decision.

Exchanging a glance with Zhan Shi, Jian Qinsheng was somewhat caught off guard.

He had just refused, saying he was unworthy of the honor, clearly unwilling to get involved in this matter. Why had he suddenly decided to go along?

“I’ve thought it over carefully. I feel it’s necessary to teach the Zhang family a lesson, if not for anything else, then to vindicate the sword techniques of the Saint Son Hall!”

His fists clenched, Zhang Xuan waved his hand grandly.

Wasn't he going to hold a family meeting and marry Luo Ruoxi during the New Year?

Fine... I'll make sure you can't marry her!

"This..."

His face twitching, Jian Qinsheng was filled with excitement.

Happiness had come too quickly.

But... challenging Xingmeng Sword Saint was his personal vendetta; what did it have to do with the Holy Son Hall's swordsmanship?

However, though he muttered inwardly, seeing that the other party had agreed to go, he was still thrilled.

This man before him had comprehended two true interpretations of the sword; even Xingmeng Sword Saint of the same level might not be his match. If he took action personally, he would surely display his prowess, crush the Zhang family's arrogance, and wash away these years of humiliation.

"If Master Zhang is willing to go, that's the best... When do you think we should set off?" Jian Qinsheng looked over.

"I'll go back and make arrangements; we'll leave tonight!"

Zhang Xuan said.

Luo Xuanqing said he had something to discuss with him; perhaps it was about Luo Ruoxi. He would check before leaving.

"Alright, I'll wait for you at my residence. Master Zhang, come find me when you're done!"

Hearing his agreement and seeing how urgent he was, Jian Qinsheng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Zhang Xuan nodded, said no more, and clasped his hands to Master Zhan: "Master Zhan, I'm going to the Zhang family with Senior Jian. I take my leave here!"

"Mm."

Knowing that a master teacher of this level had his own opinions and, once a decision was made, it was hard to change, Master Zhan did not dissuade him. He looked over: "If the Zhang family gives you any trouble, the Holy Son Hall will be your strong backing!"

Zhang Xuan clasped his hands.

Earlier, he had worried that the other party would smooth things over. Now it seemed that someone who could become the acting hall master of the Holy Son Hall could not possibly be timid and afraid of trouble!

The headquarters of the Master's Hall, one of the two major forces under it, would not be worthy of standing at the pinnacle of the continent if it feared even a single clan.

Whoosh!

Having made his decision, Zhang Xuan did not linger any longer. His body swayed, and he flew straight toward his residence. Before long, he arrived at the courtyard.

As soon as he landed, he saw Sun Qiang approaching.

"Young master, Zhang Jiuxiao came looking for you. He's been waiting for a long time..."

"Jiuxiao?"

Frowning slightly, he hurried toward the living room. "I'll go see him!"

Entering the room, he indeed saw Zhang Jiuxiao standing there, his face full of anxiety. Seeing him arrive, Jiuxiao immediately relaxed, stood up, and clasped his fists: "Master Zhang!"

"Is it about your clan assembly?"

Zhang Xuan asked.

"How does Master Zhang know?"

Zhang Jiuxiao was stunned.

"Never mind how I know. Is this the only reason you came?"

Zhang Xuan frowned.

"Yes, I came to thank Master Zhang for your guidance. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had the chance to participate in such a grand event... The clan's sacred beast is ready and will take off at any moment. I came specifically to say goodbye. If nothing unexpected happens, I won't return until next year..."

Zhang Jiuxiao said.

His visit was indeed about this matter.

Originally, as a member of a collateral branch, he was not qualified to participate. But thanks to this person's guidance, he had successfully become a student of the Saint Son Hall and thus obtained the entry ticket.

Since he was about to leave, he had to come and express his gratitude, no matter what.

"I hadn't heard anything about a clan meeting a few days ago. Why the sudden farewell?"

Zhang Xuan clung to a faint hope.

"I'm not entirely sure of the specific reason. The clan notified us today that the younger generation must return within a month, apparently for some kind of selection. As Master Zhang knows, my status is very low. Being able to participate is already a stroke of luck. As for the deeper reasons, I don't know..."

Zhang Jiuxiao said with slight embarrassment.

It wasn't that he didn't want to say; he truly didn't know.

"Alright!" Zhang Xuan waved his hand. "Take care on the road. If nothing unexpected happens, I might also go to the Zhang clan. If you have any news, you can send me a message!"

"You're going too?"

Zhang Jiuxiao was utterly puzzled.

"Mm, to handle some matters. There might be some unpleasantness with the Zhang clan..."

He explained, then, fearing misunderstanding, added: "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you. I won't put you in a difficult position!"

Having just asked him to send messages, saying this could easily lead to misinterpretation.

"Master Zhang, what are you saying? Whatever achievements I have today are all thanks to your guidance. Without your kindness, I might still be in Qingyuan City, thinking myself quite something, let alone entering the Saint Son Hall."

His expression solemn, Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes were filled with sincerity.

He spoke the truth. Had it not been for this man's tireless help, he wouldn't have passed even Zhao Xingmo's selection, let alone entered the Saint Son Hall.

For this reason, he was filled with admiration for this young man, who was even younger than himself.

"You're too kind. Helping each other among friends is only right." Seeing his heartfelt words, Zhang Xuan said.

"I truly wish to be friends with Master Zhang, but I know I fall far short. In knowledge, insight, and understanding of cultivation, you could be my teacher. I hope Master Zhang will accept me as your student..."

Zhang Jiuxiao stepped forward.

This decision had been in his mind for a long time.

In swordsmanship and cultivation, he had received guidance from the other, already forming a half-teacher bond. Now that he was about to leave, he could no longer hold back.

"Accept you as my student?"

Not expecting him to say this, Zhang Xuan frowned.