Chapter 92 Unrivaled Citymaster

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Unrivaled City Under Heaven.

The number one martial city under Heaven.

Hand-Picked Stars Chamber.

The Unrivaled City council chamber was also the place where martial arts matters were once decided.

Citymaster Song Yanhui sat on the iron throne at the highest point in the chamber, and looked at five old men below with a cold expression. These five old men had not walked out of their homes for many years. Most of the time, they sat in their own houses, staring at their map of the martial world and making their own plans. Then, their servants would send their opinions to the eldest amongst them. That old man would make the final decision, and then send someone to pass the final decision on to Song Yanhui.

Everyone thought that the Citymaster of Unrivaled City was Song Yanhui, but people in Unrivaled City knew that it was these five old men who really controlled all decisions. They were all Song Yanhui's martial uncles, and also the five remaining elders of the previous generation. However, these five elders suddenly called for a meeting. All the disciples, both old and young, came to the Hand-Picked Stars Chamber. No one knew what had happened. Only Song Yanhui had a cold face, and the atmosphere in the chamber was solemn.

"Yanhui, you have done well all these years." The old man with white hair and beard who was in charge opened his mouth, but that’s what he said.

Nobody could be sure of the true meaning of this sentence.

But everyone knew that although this sentence was a compliment, the next sentence will definitely not be as nice.

Song Yanhui smiled, shook his head, and touched the sword beside him. "Head elder, please say what you have to say."

The head elder looked calm and did not reveal the slightest joy or anger. "In recent years, Unrivaled City has yet to re-emerge from its decline, and we have relied on Yanhui to manage all sorts of affairs of the city. But now, the martial world is no longer the same. Being merely one of the four great cities under Heaven is not the glory we want for Unrivaled City. You are a talent at recovery, which is well and good, but what Unrivaled City needs now is someone who can open our borders and gain new territory."

"An ambitious person?" Song Yanhui smiled coldly.

"Yes!" The head elder answered frankly.

Song Yanhui touched his sword, Broken Water, frowning slightly. Over the last ten years or so, he had more or less given way to the decisions sent by the five elders. These strategic decisions were nothing more than hidden ambitions, but the elders seemed to accept this arrangement tacitly. But a few days ago, Song Yanhui rejected a note, and the note was sent back to him again intact. Song Yanhui rejected it again, but the messenger who was supposed to send the letter stood at the door and refused to leave.

Then, today, the five elders suddenly left their seclusion and called this meeting.

The contents of the note was to invite a person into the city. The person's surname was Xiao, and he was from Heavenly Revelations City.

"Unrivaled City is a martial city. Must we really involve ourselves with matters of the imperial court?" Song Yanhui had replied to the elders in this manner.

But the elders' reply was - the martial world was far away from the imperial court, but the imperial court was above the martial world.

Song Yanhui looked at the head elder, and said solemnly, "So you already have someone in mind?"

"Yes, Yanhui. From today onwards, you don't have to worry about any matters involving the city. Shishu knows that you only have love for training your sword. I will let you have the Sword House behind the mountain from today. As for matters involving the city, Taosong will be in charge." The head elder spoke with a mild tone.

The disciples in the chamber were in an uproar. Ye Taosong was Song Yanhui's younger martial brother. He wielded the sabre, Broken Spirit, and was also considered an influential figure in the city in his time, but he had been missing for many years. Was he back?

"Shixiong, it's been a long time." A deep and resounding voice sounded, and the disciples in the chamber all snapped up. They saw a man leaping over their heads and landing firmly next to the five elders. He was a man with a strong and sturdy build. He slammed his sabre into the floor, and almost half the sabre sank into the floor.

"What right does he have?" Song Yanhui suddenly withdrew a fraction of his Broken Water, and a cold light suddenly emitted!

The robes of the five elders suddenly rose, and their qi rose at the same time. A strong qi rolled through the chamber, and the younger generation of disciples could barely stay on their feet.

"Song Yanhui!" The head elder shouted.

“Shifu.” One of the disciples took a step forward. It was Lu Yuzhai, the head disciple of Unrivaled City who had intercepted Wuxin at Biluo City. He jumped and landed beside Song Yanhui and glared down at the five elders with a cold stare.

With Song Yanhui's sword that had yet to reach a Sword Immortal realm, could he face the combined strength of the five elders? And for the head disciple, Lu Yuzhai, was he a match for Ye Songtao at this time?

Song Yanhui suddenly sheathed his sword again.

The atmosphere suddenly eased, and the five elders also resumed their usual manner. The head elder had already calmed down. "Yanhui, you should consider such matters carefully."

"I have never been interested in the position of Citymaster of Unrivaled City. However, Songtao, he is not qualified." When Song Yanhui spoke, he did not even spare Ye Songtao a glance.

Ye Songtao was furious, and immediately prepared to bring his sabre forward, but the head elder raised a hand and stopped him.

Song Yanhui smiled. "I can give up the position of Citymaster. But I also have a recommendation for the position. As the former Citymaster, I should have this right."

"Of course." The head elder nodded.

Ye Songtao pointed his sabre at Lu Yuzhai. "This kid? A little brat wants to be Citymaster? You’d better challenge my sabre first!"

Lu Yuzhai suddenly laughed. If he could be called a little brat, then that kid was really even more of a brat than a little brat. That boy was really the one Song Yanhui had in mind to be Citymaster.

"No, it's not him." Song Yanhui suddenly shouted in a low voice, "Wushuang!"

"Coming, shifu." A lazy voice sounded, and the disciples in the chamber turned their heads. Before their eyes, a handsome young man dressed in white, carrying a large sword case on his back, strolled up to the chamber. It was Song Yanhui's favorite disciple - Wushuang.

"Unrivaled Sword Casket!" The head elder’s eyes lit up.

Ye Songtao was even more furious. "This little imp?"

As Wushuang walked past him, he shot him a glare. "Uncle, who are you?"

"Ye Songtao!" Ye Songtao said angrily.

Wushuang walked up to Lu Yuzhai and Song Yanhui, scratched his head, and thought for a long time before saying, "Doesn't seem to be famous."

Ye Songtao was trembling with rage.

Lu Yuzhai was used to the behavior of this junior and didn't bother to explain. He just nodded. "Well, he's just not famous. This time, you didn’t remember wrongly."

"Wushuang, you will challenge a duel with your shishu now. If you win, you will be Citymaster of Unrivaled City," Song Yanhui said suddenly.

"Alright, I got it. Haven’t I already given you my word?" Wushuang shrugged, suddenly sat down beside Song Yanhui, and said, "Let's duel."

Ye Songtao frowned. "What are we duelling with you sitting there?"

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Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and said, "How ignorant." Then he opened the sword casket gently, and five cold rays of light shot out from the sword casket.

"Cloudshuttle, Gentlefrost, Windsorrow, Entwined Finger, Jade Sceptre. Let’s have some fun with this uncle."