The undisputed number one of the younger generation.
Such words would be arrogant if spoken by someone else.
But when it comes to Wen Nan Tian, even the North 離 Eight Young Masters, the parties involved, couldn't find fault with it.
While they were still stuck in the Self-Attained Realm, dreaming of breaking through to the 逍遥天境, Wen Nan Tian had already called upon ten thousand swords, using the swords of a city to subdue the Southwest Dao's hegemon, the Yan family, with his own power.
Before they even stepped into the 逍遥天境, Wen Nan Tian, who had just entered the world, had already ascended to the heavens, reaching the Great 逍遥天境 that they could only hope to achieve after half a lifetime.
At this rate.
They suspected that Wen Nan Tian might break through to Half-Step Divine Wander before the age of twenty, and even entering the Divine Wander 玄境 might not be impossible.
How could they possibly compare?
They couldn't, not even a little bit.
"I admit it!"
Lei Meng Sha's face was filled with exhilaration, with no hint of resentment or discouragement.
"Since he single-handedly crushed the Yan and Gu families, and since last night he defeated all of us with a single sword, Wen Nan Tian's title as number one has become undeniable." Liu Yue, Luo Xuan, and the others all expressed their agreement.
If they felt this way, the Southwest Dao's younger generation couldn't possibly have any objections.
Only Bai Li Dong Jun's mind went blank, his face filled with disbelief: "My cousin is the number one of the younger generation? My cousin is the number one of the younger generation?"
Looking at him, one would think that Wen Nan Tian was the number one under heaven.
But Si Kong Chang Feng, who was beside him, didn't laugh, instead, he was filled with awe: "Yes, he is the number one, the undisputed number one, the North 離 Eight Young Masters, the number one of the younger generation acknowledged by the entire Southwest Dao."
Crushing two hegemons of the Southwest Dao with his own hands, almost annihilating the Yan family.
With such achievements before them, if he wasn't worthy of being the number one of the younger generation, then who was?
Xiao Ruo Feng, gazing towards the direction of Dragon Head Street, still felt unreal: "Such a majestic aura, he actually… entered the Great 逍遥?"
"We are humans, he's a monster!"
The Duke's son, Xie Xuan, could only offer this consolation.
To be in the same era as such a monster was both their luck and their sorrow.
They were bound to be struck down.
They had to slowly accept this uncomfortable reality.
…
Outside the East Returning Tavern.
Wen Hu Jiu rose up like a shooting star, stepping through the air, one hand resting behind his back, the other holding a wine jug, silently watching the 柴桑 City, without uttering a word.
The Crowned List expert, Wen Hu Jiu.
A man's reputation, the shadow of a tree.
His mere presence was enough to deter any ill intentions.
And it also served as a declaration to the world.
Wen Nan Tian wasn't without a backing, he wasn't without protection, anyone who dared to have evil thoughts about his nephew, Wen Hu Jiu, would have to be prepared for his retribution.
"As expected, Wen Hu Jiu not acting doesn't mean he doesn't care."
"Let's go, there's no chance."
"Even a sword immortal in seclusion is still a sword immortal, his rise to the heavens is unstoppable, if he doesn't achieve his goal with one strike, with a Crowned List expert like Wen Hu Jiu, plus a newly ascended sword immortal like Wen Nan Tian, the Yan family's fate is sealed."
"What a pity…”
"The Straw Hat Ghost seems to be here too, is he here to watch, or is the Dark River going to make a move?"
"You're an idiot, he'll move against you if anything."
Countless whispers and spying eyes slowly retreated. Wen Hu Jiu was a tiger that no one dared to provoke. To try to kill Wen Nan Tian in front of him was simply impossible.
And… it couldn't be done!
Those lurking in the shadows wouldn't forget that, even though Wen Nan Tian was breaking through, he was a genuine sword immortal. If they succeeded in disrupting him, preventing him from breaking through to the Great 逍遥 would be good.
But if they failed, they would face the wrath of a sword immortal.
Even with their powerful backers, they would have to sleep with one eye open.
After much deliberation, weighing the pros and cons.
They chose to retreat.
Wen Hu Jiu tilted his head back and took a swig of wine, his expression displeased: "You know what's good for you. And… what are you doing here, Su Zhe?"
"Just came to take a look."
From the shadows, emerged a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard.
A flash of killing intent crossed Wen Hu Jiu's eyes: "Did the Dark River take on Nan Tian's job?"
"No!"
Su Zhe slowly shook his head: "Though I'm no longer a Puppet, I still know the affairs of the Dark River. The Yan family had contacted the Dark River before, wanting to place an order for them to take action against Nan Tian. I refused."
"Humph, the Yan family!"
Wen Hu Jiu snorted. Yan Bie Tian truly lived up to his reputation as a hero. After realizing the threat posed by Wen Nan Tian, his first thought was to do everything he could to eliminate this threat.
He even contacted the Dark River.
This showed just how much Yan Bie Tian valued Wen Nan Tian.
Unfortunately, man proposes, but God disposes.
The Yan family couldn't have imagined that the Dark River still had someone who was friendly with the Wen family.
Su Zhe, once the Dark River's top expert, codenamed the Straw Hat Ghost.
He was the Dark River's previous Puppet.
He also had another identity: the son-in-law of the Wen family, and Wen Nan Tian's uncle-in-law.
Back then, Su Zhe fell in love with the Wen family's daughter, Wen Luo Jin, because no one in the Dark River could match him, and went against the rules of the Dark River. They eventually got married and lived in seclusion.
Giving face for the sake of the Buddha.
With Su Zhe's presence, the Dark River wouldn't possibly take on the Wen family's job.
Especially not one aimed at Wen Nan Tian.
Wen Hu Jiu's figure flitted to the ground, a smile appearing on his face: "You're smart, otherwise, you'd be sleeping in the pigsty, waiting for Luo Jin to punish you."
Su Zhe: "....."
His wife, Wen Luo Jin, wasn't like Wen Luo Yu. She was gentle, she wouldn't be like this… right?
Thinking about Wen Luo Jin's radiant smile and gentle expression whenever she mentioned her nephew, Su Zhe felt that Wen Hu Jiu might not be threatening him!
"A seventeen-year-old sword immortal, who has now entered the Great 逍遥, there's no one who can compare to him at this age."
"That kid Nan Tian, he really does make us proud!" Su Zhe glanced at the East Returning Tavern, not wanting to go inside. Even though he wasn't a Puppet anymore, he was still a member of the Dark River, it was best not to provoke Wen Hu Jiu's tightly strung nerves.
Upon hearing this, Wen Hu Jiu burst into a triumphant laugh: "Hahaha, of course, look at who his uncle is! Even the Puppet of your generation in the Dark River, the one called Su Mu Yu, has been defeated by Nan Tian twice!"
Su Zhe had heard about this.
He was also powerless to do anything about it.
Su Zhe nodded to Wen Hu Jiu, not giving him a chance to hold him back, he turned and disappeared into the air, leaving behind a single sentence: "With you and the Wen family's hidden guards around, I can rest assured about returning to report."
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