The gazes of everyone present gradually grew fervent.
This chess game had remained unsolved for thirty years, with countless heroes and elites falling short.
Rumors about it had long spread throughout the land, attracting countless people to challenge it.
They traveled thousands of miles; wasn't it to unravel its mysteries and solve its riddles?
Although the specific details within were unknown to anyone.
But for it to make Jianghu figures flock to it one after another, and for Ding Chunqiu to obsess over it for thirty years, never missing a single challenge.
There must be something extraordinary hidden within.
Immediately, countless people's emotions surged, eager to act.
Among the crowd, Murong Fu's heart stirred, and a plan came to him.
If Fahai were allowed to enter the Jade Cave alone, all the gains would belong to him, having nothing to do with himself.
If he could incite the crowd to enter the cave together, chaos would surely erupt, and he could profit from the confusion.
Greed intertwined with his hatred for Fahai, making him immediately decide to implement this ruthless scheme.
He stepped forward and said loudly:
"Sect Leader Ding is absolutely right. Everyone has traveled a long way and expended much energy, how can you return empty-handed?"
"At the very least, you should enter the cave to see what is hidden within."
Seeing someone take the lead in instigating, Jiumozhi also stepped forward, his tone solemn:
"amitabha, this poor monk has come from the Western Regions precisely to solve this game."
"The Zhenlong Chess Game has long become a persistent obsession in this poor monk's heart. Now that someone has broken the game, how can this poor monk miss out?"
Although Jiumozhi appeared to be an eminent monk, he was actually immersed in martial arts, obsessed with pursuing peerless Cultivation Techniques.
This person was ambitious and deeply desirous.
Since he had come to this place, how could he return empty-handed?
So he joined forces with Murong Fu to stir up public sentiment.
Before he finished speaking, someone echoed:
"Congbian XianSheng invited heroes from all over the world solely to solve the Zhenlong Chess Game."
"The Zhenlong Chess Game has already been solved. Since it was achieved by the combined efforts of many, we naturally also have the right to enter this cave."
The person who spoke these words was none other than Duan Yanqing, Prince of Duan.
Although many heroes had gathered here, previously everyone had returned without success, and most people didn't even have the courage to try, purely coming to watch the excitement.
The only person who truly solved the chess game was Fahai.
Duan Yanqing, Prince of Duan, however, attributed this to the power of all the heroes in the world, and used this to demand entry into the cave.
Such words were truly shameless to the extreme.
What was even more unsettling was that Duan Yanqing, Prince of Duan, was not merely seeking personal gain.
His phrase "the power of all the people in the world" was an attempt to curry favor and invite all the heroes present to enter together.
Everyone knew that a great secret was hidden in this cave.
Now that the Treasure Trove was right before their eyes, human greed being what it was, the consequences were imaginable.
Several experts took the lead in expressing their stance, immediately stirring up the greed of the surrounding crowd.
"Prince Duan is right, since everyone contributed, why should Fahai be the only one to enter?"
Someone immediately agreed, shamelessly seizing the opportunity to stir up trouble, attempting to get a share.
"Right! We also have to enter the cave!"
Voices rose from all directions, and the Aura surged.
In the midst of the chaos, someone actually made a move directly, intending to harm Su Xinghe and force their way into Wuliang Jade Cave.
"Shameless!"
Wanwan shouted angrily, her face full of disdain and fury.
These people claimed to be from righteous sects, yet their actions were incredibly despicable, even worse than the Yin Kui Sect.
The world was indeed treacherous!
A bunch of hypocrites!
"Senior Su, I'll help you!"
Before she finished speaking, she flew out like a white swallow, activating her Cultivation Technique, and immediately went to support Su Xinghe.
Lu Xiaofeng sighed lightly and shook his head at the sight.
He turned to Hua Manlou: "It seems we also have to make a move."
Hua Manlou nodded in agreement: "As fellow travelers, we should help."
So the two also joined the battle, stopping those who were forcefully trying to enter the cave.
Xuzhu, seeing the chaotic scene, immediately panicked.
He was just a Little Monk who had a rough grasp of martial arts, what could he do?
But with Senior Brother Fahai in danger, he couldn't stand by and do nothing.
Moreover, the actions of these people were truly too despicable.
So he also bravely followed, still holding a glimmer of hope—what if he encountered an opponent weaker than himself?
Where were the teachers from Shaoshi Mountain?
If they were present, they would surely be able to help Fahai out of this predicament.
Due to the addition of Wanwan and others, Su Xinghe's pressure was greatly reduced.
For a time, the situation could still be sustained, not collapsing.
"Thank you all, I will return after retrieving the item."
Fahai said no more, cupped his hands in thanks, and immediately stepped into Wuliang Jade Cave.
As soon as he stepped into the cave entrance, a dizzying sensation washed over him.
A moment later, the dizziness receded like a tide, and his vision gradually cleared.
Before him was a stone cave, not large, barely able to accommodate ten people.
Although it was a cave, it wasn't dark; a beam of light filtered down through a crack above, making the cave quite bright.
High up, a stone platform stood quietly.
Wu Yazi sat quietly on the stone platform, clad in white robes, his hair and beard as white as snow.
His age was already considerable, but due to his profound cultivation, his figure did not show signs of old age.
His face showed a faint ruddiness, his spirit was vigorous, and his demeanor was undiminished from his youth.
Though elderly, his face had few wrinkles; he was truly a graceful old man.
From his appearance, one could infer that Wu Yazi must have been extraordinarily handsome in his youth.
No wonder Li Qiushui, Wu Xingyun, and even Li Qiushui's sister, had all fought over him, even resorting to violence.
"Thirty years, and finally someone capable of breaking the game has arrived."
His tone held a hint of lament. Sitting alone in the cave for thirty years, besides Su Xinghe, this was the second time he had seen another person.
He looked up at Fahai, carefully observing the young monk.
Although he was a monk, he had well-defined features, an extraordinary temperament, and a heroic spirit in his brows.
In short, he was exceptionally handsome, rarely matched by others.
Wu Yazi was quite satisfied.
The Xiaoyao Sect highly valued appearance, always having very high standards for looks.
The first condition for accepting disciples was that they must be outstanding in appearance.
Looking at Fahai's cultivation, at only a little over ten years old, he had already reached the Innate Late Stage, his strength astonishing.
His high Aptitude was evident from this.
Upon closer inspection of his bone structure, it was also extraordinary, clearly an excellent material for martial arts training.
Wu Yazi couldn't help but show excitement and joy.
Excellent!
"This young friend's talent is outstanding, and his Aptitude is exceptional, far beyond that of ordinary people."
"Even when this old man was young, I was not half as good as you."
"If I can have you as my successor, I will die without regrets."
As expected, he wanted to take Fahai as his disciple.
Fahai immediately spoke: "Senior, this Junior truly finds it difficult to become your disciple."
His purpose for this trip was to obtain Wu Yazi's seventy years of Internal Energy and the Legacy of the Xiaoyao Sect.
But he had no intention of becoming a disciple of this old man before him.
He had other plans in mind.
"However, this Junior can swear an oath to definitely kill the traitor Ding Chunqiu for Senior and avenge Senior's grievances."
Hearing that Fahai was unwilling to become a disciple, Wu Yazi's face showed helplessness.
But at this moment, he was powerless.
His lifespan was nearing its end, and he had not much time left.
The Zhenlong Chess Game had only found a solver after thirty years; if he were to wait for the next time, he would probably no longer be in the world.
By then, he would likely have turned to dust.
How could the word Legacy even be mentioned then?
Looking at Fahai again, he met his standards in every aspect.
Outstanding talent, extraordinary bone structure, a rare and excellent material.
Moreover, his handsome appearance was rarely seen in the world, refined and superior.
Even more handsome than he was in his youth!
Both his appearance and talent had reached the pinnacle in his heart.
He truly couldn't miss this opportunity again!
And Fahai had already promised to avenge him.