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“Good morning, everyone! Welcome to my livestream. Today, I will lead you all on a tour of Mount Hua.”
“Speaking of Mount Hua, everyone must be familiar with it. After all, Mount Hua is the Western Peak of the Five Mountains, located in Huayin City, Weinan City, Shaanxi Province, 120 kilometers east of the provincial capital, Xi’an. It connects to the Qinling Mountains to the south and overlooks the Yellow and Wei River...
“But there’s one thing everyone definitely doesn’t know, and that is that in the hearts of ancient people, Mount Hua was the number one mountain of the Five Mountains!”
Zhuo Yifan took the initiative. After greeting the livestream audience, he threw out a controversial topic.
In this space-time, the Five Mountains are equally famous, and there has never been a conclusion as to which is the number one mountain.
Some say it’s Mount Tai, some say it’s Mount Song, and many say it’s Mount Hua.
So, when Zhuo Yifan categorically stated that Mount Hua was the number one mountain of the Five Mountains, people in the livestream immediately stepped forward to refute him.
“Streamer, you can’t just say that. No matter how you rank them, the number one mountain of the Five Mountains would never be Mount Hua’s turn.”
“Exactly. Not to mention that Mount Tai was the site of ancient emperors’ Feng Shan sacrifices, even the Shaolin ancestral home on Mount Song is much stronger than Mount Hua. On what basis is Mount Hua the number one mountain?”
“I followed the streamer before because he was knowledgeable, but now it seems he’s just average.”
In the livestream, viewers one after another pointed out Zhuo Yifan’s error. Some were even stirring up trouble, saying they would unsubscribe if Zhuo Yifan didn’t give a reasonable explanation, which made Wang Bingbing worried to death.
“It shouldn’t be. Teacher Zhuo shouldn’t make such a low-level mistake.”
She looked at Zhuo Yifan worriedly, only to see that he still wore a smile, unhurried and calm, as if everything was under his control.
“Everyone, please stay calm. I have a basis for saying this. I wonder if you have ever heard of the Mount Hua Sword Tournament?”
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Chapter 2: Streamer, are you a Fanqie Chinese Web author?
“I wonder if any of you have heard of the Mount Hua Sword Tournament?”
When Zhuo Yifan asked this question in the livestream, the audience was completely stunned.
“Mount Hua Sword Tournament? What’s that? Never heard of it!”
“I haven’t heard of it either. Does this prove that Mount Hua is the number one mountain among the Five Great Mountains?”
“To be honest, I don’t know why, but the name ’Mount Hua Sword Tournament’ sounds incredibly prestigious.”
“Hey, now that you mention it, it really does have a certain ring to it. It feels like an aura of supreme mastery is hitting me in the face.”
“I just tried it out: Mount Tai Contest, Mount Song Contest, South Heng Contest, North Heng Contest—none of them seem as grand as the Mount Hua Sword Tournament!”
“Holy crap! You’re right. Is there some kind of hidden meaning here?”
“Streamer, stop keeping us in suspense. Hurry up and tell us what this Mount Hua Sword Tournament is all about.”
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The atmosphere in the livestream reversed instantly. Everyone was drawn in by the “Mount Hua Sword Tournament,” sensing the extraordinary nature behind those words. One by one, they acted like readers badgering an author for updates, urging Zhuo Yifan to explain what it was.
The number of viewers was also increasing steadily, rising from the initial five or six hundred to a thousand, and it was still climbing.
Wang Bingbing looked at Zhuo Yifan with her bright, watery eyes full of admiration. She hadn’t expected that simply throwing out the term “Mount Hua Sword Tournament” would instantly captivate the audience.
However, she was also very curious about what it was, having never heard of it before.
“As expected, even across time and space, the charm of the Mount Hua Sword Tournament is irresistible.”
Zhuo Yifan smiled brightly; he knew he had chosen the right direction.
Thus, he gave a deliberate dry cough to catch everyone’s attention and began to recount the “Mount Hua Sword Tournament.”
“Ahem. To talk about the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, one must mention a figure from the Southern Song Dynasty. His name was Wang Chongyang, and he was also the Founder of the Quanzhen Sect.”
Zhuo Yifan guided them step by step, introducing a heavyweight figure from both fiction and history.
In the livestream, the audience was suddenly confused.
“Wang Chongyang, the Founder of the Quanzhen Sect? What does he have to do with Mount Hua? Isn’t the Quanzhen Sect located on Zhongnan Mountain?”
“Exactly, streamer. Don’t just jump from one thing to another.”
Even Wang Bingbing was puzzled. They were currently acting as guides at Mount Hua, not Zhongnan Mountain.
“Everyone, please don’t be impatient. Listen as I explain slowly.”
“As for Wang Chongyang, ’Chongyangzi’ was his Daoist name. His secular name was Zhongfu, and his courtesy name was Yunqing. He was born into a wealthy family during the Northern Song Dynasty and studied both literature and martial arts from a young age, mastering both.”
“At that time, the Jin Army was invading, and the people were suffering. The young Wang Chongyang was full of passion; he ’grieved for the fall of the motherland and pitied the weakness of the nation.’ He worked even harder, eventually passing both the civil and military imperial examinations, and devoted himself to th...
“After the resistance failed, Wang Chongyang returned home, sent away his family, and went to Nanshi Village in the Zhongnan Mountains. There, he dug a tunnel into a secluded grave, which he named the ’Tomb of the Living Dead,’ and began a life of secluded Daoist cultivation.”
Zhuo Yifan spoke eloquently, briefly introducing Wang Chongyang’s life to let the livestream audience understand.
“I only knew Wang Chongyang was the Founder of the Quanzhen Sect; I didn’t realize he had also participated in the resistance against the Jin.”
“They say that in times of chaos, Daoist priests descend the mountain to save people. That saying is truly accurate!”
“But this still doesn’t have a damn thing to do with Mount Hua?”
Although the audience marveled at Wang Chongyang’s patriotism, they were still very confused about how this related to the Mount Hua Sword Tournament.
Zhuo Yifan was in no hurry to explain and instead continued with a question.
“Everyone, would you say Daoist Wang Chongyang’s martial arts were powerful?”
“Of course they were! He fought the Jin and practiced Daoism; he must have been incredibly strong!”
“I’m afraid even if Xiang Yu or Li Cunxiao showed up, they wouldn’t be able to beat Wang Chongyang.”
The viewers in the livestream answered Zhuo Yifan’s question instinctively.
As the saying goes, “no king surpasses Xiang Yu, no general surpasses Li Cunxiao.”
Since this world lacked the concepts of Internal Energy and Qi, they could only think of using Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao for comparison.
“Correct. At that time, Wang Chongyang could be said to be the number one expert in the Jianghu!”
Zhuo Yifan nodded with a smile, then changed the subject. “However, it was an expert like him who proposed the Mount Hua Sword Tournament. Tell me, doesn’t this make Mount Hua the number one mountain among the Five Great Mountains?”
“What? The Mount Hua Sword Tournament was proposed by Wang Chongyang?”
“So that’s why the streamer mentioned Wang Chongyang. Now it makes sense.”
“Streamer, then why did Wang Chongyang propose the Mount Hua Sword Tournament?”
The livestream audience was gradually being drawn into Zhuo Yifan’s story, unconsciously immersing themselves.
However, some viewers were quick to react and first went to search for “Mount Hua Sword Tournament” online.
They didn’t know until they searched, and once they did, they were completely baffled.
“Wait, I just checked online, and I couldn’t find any record of Wang Chongyang’s experience with a ’Mount Hua Sword Tournament.’ There isn’t even an entry for the term itself.”
“I thought it was just me. Do you think this streamer is making up stories?”
Some viewers raised doubts, but they were quickly suppressed by other voices.
“So what if he’s making up stories? It’s getting exciting! Streamer, keep going.”
“Exactly. Besides, our country has a lot of missing history and culture. It’s normal not to find some things. Maybe the streamer is talking about unofficial history?”
Zhuo Yifan glanced at the comments in the livestream and didn’t offer much of an explanation.
Whether it was a made-up story wasn’t for him to say, but for the audience to decide.
“As for why Wang Chongyang proposed the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, it was because a major event occurred in the Jianghu. A peerless Secret Manual appeared, leading the heroes of the Jianghu to fight over it, causing a bloodbath. To stop the violence through martial prowess, Wang Chongyang proposed the Mount Hua Sword ...
Zhuo Yifan spoke smoothly, revealing the reason for the first Mount Hua Sword Tournament.
Then, without giving the viewers time to react, he continued to speak eloquently.
“While Wang Chongyang was the number one expert in the Jianghu, there were four other great masters: the Eastern Heretic, the Western Venom, the Southern Emperor, and the Northern Beggar. Together with Wang Chongyang, they were known as The Five Greats, and they also participated in the struggle for this peerless Secre...
As soon as these words were spoken, the livestream exploded. The group of viewers who had just been suppressed jumped back out.
“Holy shit, streamer! And you still say you’re not making up stories!”
“Streamer, tell the truth. Are you an author for Fanqie Chinese Web? Is this actually a novel you wrote?”
It couldn’t be helped; the content Zhuo Yifan was describing sounded too much like a novel setting.
The only difference was that this setting had incredible prestige: Eastern Heretic, Western Venom, Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar—The Five Greats.
With just those few words, a soul-stirring picture of the Jianghu was sketched out.
From the experts of the Jianghu to the overall landscape of that world, everything was presented before them.
The audience in the livestream could even visualize the figures of The Five Greats in their minds, standing suspended in the five directions—East, West, South, North, and Center—overlooking the Jianghu.
But precisely because of this, the dissenting voices were quickly drowned out.
“Can the haters stop nitpicking? So what if it’s a made-up story? Which tourist attraction doesn’t have some legendary tales?”
“Exactly! This story is so good. Isn’t it more hype than Boruto?”
“Streamer, if you really are a Fanqie Chinese Web author, just say the word. I’ll go give you a subscription, a reward, and a monthly ticket right now!”
“Streamer, if the bookstore doesn’t have your book, I’m not reading.”
“Streamer, hurry up and tell us: what kind of people are the Eastern Heretic, Western Venom, Southern Emperor, and Northern Beggar?”