The carefree King Chu, enjoying daily revelry, from high-ranking court officials to commoners, and even notorious pirates and sect leaders, cares not about backgrounds or origins. As long as they arrive, there is wine and meat, and they revel in good food and drinks, creating a joyful atmosphere.

He has earned the reputation of "King Chu does not dwell on the past, content to drink and enjoy life on earth." He is delighted, having understood the will of fate during the downfall of his kingdom, living to the ripe age of eighty. For a whole twenty years, the Da Liang dynasty spent one hundred thousand taels of silver annually on King Chu alone. To appease the former officials of the previous dynasty, they had no choice but to bear the expenses.

Yan Zhengjun losing the orthodox Confucian identity of Qingfeng Academy is also related to this. Because not killing King Chu was Yan Zhengjun's idea. Claiming that the previous dynasty's ruler's death was unclear, keeping him alive was beneficial for quickly stabilizing the national situation, and conducive to recuperation and recovery.

Chen Xuanze using the title of King Chu here is not out of place. When he finished reciting, Lord Wang shouted, "Good, good! 'The bright mirror laments the white hair, turning from morning silk to evening snow. In ancient times, the wise and noble were all lonely; only the drinkers left their names!'" Old Master Lv laughed happily on the side, squinting his eyes into slits.

Lord Wang, hesitating slightly and somewhat embarrassed, continued, "Chen Xuanze, using it for Wang Qingxuan almost works. What do you think if we change it to Wang Qingzhi?" Before Chen Xuanze could nod in agreement, Old Master Lv added, "Qingzhi is right. Putting Chen Qianqian here also lowers the tone. How about changing it to Lü Chonglou?" While speaking, his eyes were fixed on Chen Xuanze, full of encouragement and expectation.

Chen Xuanze even sensed a deeply hidden threat in Old Master Lv's eyes, and without considering the resentful glances from Chen Qianqian and Wang Qingxuan, he hurriedly nodded and said, "Lord Wang and Senior Lü are right. I also think a change is better. Lü Chonglou, Wang Qingzhi, let's drink, don't stop the cups. Great, excellent!"

Lord Wang looked at his disciple Wang Qingxuan, while Old Master Lv put down the fishing rod and took out the spearhead, not using the sharpening stone. The spearhead seemed to be pointing vaguely at Chen Qianqian.

These two dared not say a word and nodded shakily. Wang Qingxuan not only nodded but also exclaimed, "Good, excellent! Lü Chonglou, Wang Qingzhi, let's drink, don't stop the cups. Indeed, upon careful consideration, only these two names are worthy of such a good poem!"

While talking, he shook his head as if savoring it carefully. Lord Wang and Old Master Lv were very satisfied with these new disciples. Three Burials escaped a disaster and had nothing to do with it.

Old Master Lv went to fetch a table, paper, and other items, placing them in front of Lord Wang. Chen Xuanze could only recite it again, and Lord Wang, writing swiftly, recorded the entire poem. "Chen Xuanze, what's your name?" After finishing transcribing, Lord Wang, still not satisfied, asked. " Invitation To Wine ."

"Good!" With a stroke of the pen, the three characters "Will Enter Wine" were inscribed on the paper. Upon closer examination, Lord Wang's enthusiasm surged even higher.

Drawing the Autumn Water Sword from its sheath, he held it in his hand and asked, "Chen Xuanze, does this sword inspire any good poems or verses?" Old Master Lv couldn't stand it; after all, Chen Xuanze had been practicing spear techniques under him, and with his tall and slender figure, he was a rare talent in spear training. How could he be oppressed by Wang Qingzhi like this?

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"Wang Qingzhi, you're a pacification envoy. Isn't it too much to let a kid write poems for you without offering any benefits?" Lord Wang felt embarrassed, thought for a moment, and said somewhat sternly, "Chen Xuanze, use the sword as your theme. If you can satisfy me, I'll decide— you can have the Astonishing Dragon Spear from our Bureau."

Upon hearing the words "Astonishing Dragon Spear," Old Master Lv opened his mouth wide. Chen Xuanze, with keen eyes, knew that the Astonishing Dragon Spear was a treasure.

As expected, Old Master Lv said to him, "Chen lad, write a good one. Otherwise, if you miss this Astonishing Dragon Spear, I bet your guts will regret it."

Without hesitation, Chen Xuanze began:

"Swordsmen entwine with the wind, Autumn water gleams in frosty clarity. Silver saddle reflecting on a white horse, Graceful as a shooting star. A hundred steps to slay a demon, No trace left for a thousand miles. After the deed, brush off the clothes and leave, Concealing oneself in both body and name. Leisurely passing through the capital, Unsheathing the sword, laid flat on the knees. Roasting and feasting on giant demons, Toasting to persuade Pei Zong. Three cups, a promise given, To Pei Zong, it becomes trivial. Eyes blurred, ears hot, The spirit rises in rainbow colors. Rescuing the people, waving the Qingfeng, Startling demons and monsters. For a thousand autumns, with a sword, Shining bright in the Sword Pavilion City. Even in death, the heroic bones are fragrant, Unashamedly outstanding in the world. Who can record your deeds, White-haired, recording the sword classics."

Word by word, he vividly portrayed the image of a swordsman holding the Qingfeng, three feet long, standing proudly in the world, protecting the people.

Pei Zong, also known as Pei Guizong, was the contemporary sword master in the Sword Pavilion.

Lord Wang, now in a red robe, asked in a loud voice, "What is this called?" Chen Xuanze responded in a deep voice, "A Hero's Journey!"

In the mysterious air, it seemed like Lord Wang sensed something. The Autumn Water Sword left his hand, flew into the sky, and then he soared straight into the sky.

In an instant, the autumn water transformed into a blue ribbon, falling vertically from the sky, smashing a hole in the middle of the vast Tian Shui River hundreds of meters away. The river, several thousand meters wide, showed a large hole, and around the bottom of the hole, a hundred meters long, the heads of a blue snake with double horns appeared, and the head turned into powder, changing from green to deep blue.

"Hundred steps to kill a great demon, a thousand miles without leaving a trace! Roasting and feasting on a great demon, Pei Zong finds it trivial. Lü Shu, skin this hidden snake, remove its bones, and scatter the ashes!"

A relieved sound came from the sky, and amidst Old Master Lv's laughter, he swung the steel spear he had assembled at an unknown time, heading straight for the water hole.

Lord Wang's voice continued to come from the sky, "Chen Xuanze, do you really not practice the sword?"

Chen Xuanze shook his head slowly; changing his mind from not practicing yesterday to today would be too unmanly. In fact, he still had his eye on the Astonishing Dragon Spear.

Just now, he had gone through his memory and found information about the Astonishing Dragon Spear. The Records of the Nine Provinces stated: In the East Sea, there is a snake named Qiu Qinglong, which grows to a length of more than two zhang when mature. In the past, someone killed it, took its bones and tendons, mixed them with meteoric iron from outside the world, and practiced it in the underwater volcano of the East Sea for more than seventeen years, forming the spear handle. Taking its teeth, dissolving its blood, and placing it at the crossroads of the Yellow Springs for more than eighteen years, the spearhead was formed. Combining the two created the Astonishing Dragon Spear. Since then, countless demons and monsters have fallen under the spear, and it is said that the spear is soul-stirring.

The introduction of Qiu Qinglong is recorded in the Huangce Library. Although this monster is not large in size, a mature Qiu Qinglong is at least a second-rank demon with a cultivation of fifteen hundred years.

At this moment, Old Master Lv sighed beside him, "Tsk tsk, you kid is impressive. In the future, if something happens in the Bureau of Suppressing Demons, you find Wang Qingzhi. If he doesn't take care of you, come find me."

Chen Xuanze guessed roughly and asked, "Senior Lü, is Lord Wang a third-rank innate or a second-rank microcosm?"

Looking at the figure in the sky, Old Master Lv said with a bit of envy, "Second-rank microcosm, with hope for the first rank. Chen Xuanze, let me ask you, with such a great favor, will Wang Qingzhi reward you with a hundred households or a thousand households?"

A silly smile still appeared on Chen Xuanze's face.

Chen Qianqian and the other two looked at each other with envy.