Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 1523 - 1520: Breaking Through the Trial (Part 1)

According to previous management, as long as Lin Tian wanted to sleep in, there would always be someone to disrupt him. In the past, it was the Second Miss who did this while he was studying.

Lin Tian checked the time, and there were only ten minutes left until noon. This should be the busiest time in the West Courtyard, with everyone out for lunch, but now it was unusually quiet.

Could something have happened? Lin Tian had a vague bad feeling and was about to dial a call on his phone when someone walked in from outside the West Courtyard.

"Luoxi..." Seeing the person who came in, Lin Tian was quite surprised. This Female Instructor had been on secret missions and seldom appeared, even hiding her identity at auctions, yet now she directly walked into the West Courtyard.

Ning Luoxi stood in the courtyard, not coming up, and looked up at Lin Tian in his pajamas, frowning, "Lin Tian, you still have the mood to sleep in here."

He had been busy for a whole day and night yesterday, and the effort of sword casting made Lin Tian sleep deeply upon returning. Occasionally sleeping in wasn’t an issue to him, but Ning Luoxi’s expression was somewhat off.

Lin Tian didn’t care if she knew what happened last night, he directly asked, "Why did Luoxi say this, could it be that Sun Shadow Association people are causing trouble and all Ancient Martial Artists have gone to fight?"

"Just a few ninjas, does everyone need to deal with them?" Ning Luoxi denied Lin Tian’s guess, then said, "Don’t you know? They’ve all gone to attend the Sword Appraisal Conference, and it’s about the Hua Ying Sword. Xiao Manxue, as the owner of Hua Ying Sword, will probably face challenges from various martial families. As the Xiao Family’s bodyguard, you have the mood to sleep soundly."

"The Sword Appraisal Conference is today?" Lin Tian’s expression turned cold, then he remembered something, saying, "Why didn’t Aunt Wang notify me, and even Ghost and Yun Xiaotian were taken away."

"How would I know why, if you want to know the answer, then ask." Charlotte didn’t provide Lin Tian the answer he wanted.

"Thank you for the notification, Luoxi," Lin Tian sincerely thanked her. If Charlotte hadn’t informed him, he might have really missed this so-called Sword Appraisal Conference.

Ning Luoxi shook her head slightly, saying calmly, "The current Ancient Martial World is somewhat murky. A treasure appears, and everyone wants to claim it. I wish someone would stir things up and curb this unhealthy trend."

"Luoxi truly has good intentions. So, do we count as collaborating again this time?" Lin Tian half-joked.

"Whether or not we are, I can’t pay you a salary anyway." Ning Luoxi spoke frankly.

Lin Tian was no stranger to her straightforwardness, just shrugged his shoulders, turned around to change clothes, and when he came out dressed, the courtyard was already empty.

He felt slightly regretful, not sure if it was regretting the swift departure of the beautiful instructor or the missed opportunity to admire her impressive figure. To be honest, even without intentionally seducing, Ning Luoxi, dressed in tight clothing, could make men’s hearts flutter.

Those large breasts, so firm, how do they defy Earth’s gravity? Lin Tian suddenly had a bizarre thought.

With such a bizarre thought in mind, Lin Tian left Qinglan Garden. He indeed saw no other Ancient Martial Artist along the way and only realized when he reached the gate that he lacked transportation up the mountain.

He had gotten used to riding in others’ cars lately, and there weren’t any taxis near Qinglan Garden. However, being a modern person, this wouldn’t stump him.

He searched on his phone and quickly dialed a taxi service.

"Hello, I need a ride to the Qingshuang Pavilion Ruins in the back of Tang City Mountain." Lin Tian stated his purpose directly.

"Are you touring? Bad timing, the ruins are under maintenance; the mountain path is closed now. I suggest choosing another place, the ancient city wall over there is nice too."

The driver sounded enthusiastic, but Lin Tian declined his offer politely, hanging up while reflecting on the driver’s words.

Qingshuang Pavilion Ruins maintenance, mountain path closure—this is what regular people know, but they wouldn’t consider the real reason for closure is actually a gathering of Ancient Martial Artists!

Lin Tian collected his thoughts, realizing he’d rely on his own legs, when someone ran out from Qinglan Garden, wearing the attire of an Outer Pavilion Female Disciple.

The female disciple ran directly to Lin Tian, taking out an item—a key: "Mr. Lin, I’ve finally found you; this is something your friend Mr. Ghost asked me to pass on to you. He said the car is in the parking lot."

"Thank you." Lin Tian accepted the key and laughed; Ghost really was a mercenary, secretly leaving a key behind.

Aunt Wang, Aunt Wang, is there something you’re hiding from me? You promised to bring me to Qingshuang Pavilion, Lin Tian found it perplexing.

Minutes later, Lin Tian was already driving Yun Xiaotian’s exclusive vehicle heading towards the mountain path. Upon reaching the mountain entry, he indeed found a notice board: During Qingshuang Pavilion Ruins maintenance, tourists are prohibited.

Without any hesitation, Lin Tian turned the wheel and drove onto the hill path, encountering no hindrances along the way, the ascent was smooth.

He vaguely guessed the reason why, likely due to Ning Luoxi’s influence, which allowed him unimpeded passage.

The journey was quiet, but upon arriving outside the Qingshuang Pavilion Ruins, it was a different scene altogether, with loud noises emanating from the ruins.

The Sword Appraisal Conference taking place at the ruins? Lin Tian wondered, quickly parking the car before dashing in. He arrived at the largest square in the rear hall and indeed found many Ancient Martial Artists.

The Ancient Martial Artists were scattered around, loudly discussing something. Curiously, their discussion wasn’t about the Sword Appraisal Conference but rather about some sort of eligibility.

Lin Tian’s appearance immediately drew everyone’s attention because Lin Tian had allocated guest rooms for them before, naturally, everyone recognized him.

Several ancient martial artists approached, greeted him with fists clasped, and said, "Brother Lin Tian, why have you just arrived? I thought you had already gone in?"

They recognized Lin Tian, although he didn’t recognize them, but Lin Tian still greeted them with fists clasped, "Gone in? Isn’t the Sword Appraisal Conference held here at the ruins?"

"No way, the Sword Appraisal Conference is within the inner pavilion, and ordinary individuals don’t have the eligibility to enter." One ancient martial artist expressed dissatisfaction but seemed dispirited.

Feeling bewildered, Lin Tian pressed on, "I heard you discussing eligibility just now, what’s that about? Are only major ancient martial families allowed inside?"

"That’s not exactly true, since too many wish to enter, Qingshuang Pavilion obviously can’t let so many into the inner pavilion, so they set a test on the iron chains. Those who pass can enter the inner pavilion." An ancient martial artist responded.

"Yes, entering depends on one’s ability. We were all weeded out; it feels unsatisfactory, but there’s no helping it, our skills are simply inferior." Another ancient martial artist admitted reluctantly.