Chapter 1 One Hundred Martial Saints!

• Jiang City, Su Family.
• Inside the villa, voices filled the air.
• The globally renowned Emperor's Merchant Association announced the opening of a new membership spot in Jiang City!
• To compete for the spot, all members of the Su Family showcased their abilities and invited friends from all walks of life to support them.
• Sitting in the main seat, Su Old Madam looked at the guest list, unable to contain her excitement.
• Suddenly, her son-in-law, Baimu Cheng, stood up with confidence, shocking everyone with his words.
• "Grandmother, tomorrow a Martial Saint will be present!"
• "What?"
• Su Old Madam stood up in excitement, unable to believe it.
• A Martial Saint, the highest honor in the military.
• Only those who have achieved remarkable military achievements on the battlefield are qualified to receive this title.
• Although the Su Family had some influence in Jiang City.
• But to have a relationship with a Martial Saint...
• It was as difficult as reaching the heavens!
• At this moment, Su Lan, Baimu Cheng's wife, said, "Grandmother, it's all thanks to Hu Shao!"
• Amidst the puzzled gazes of everyone, a young man in a suit stood up, his face filled with arrogance.
• He was Hu Xiaoyun, a director of the Hu Group, young and promising.
• "My brother, Hu Xiaotian, joined the army at the age of sixteen and spent eight years. Now he has become a renowned Martial Saint and will return in glory tomorrow!"
• "Mu Cheng is my good brother, so of course I will support him. Besides, tomorrow is also my birthday, so I will invite my brother to attend the Su Family's banquet!"
• As soon as he finished speaking, the whole room fell silent for a moment, followed by thunderous exclamations.
• Su Old Madam was so excited that her whole body trembled.
• "Great, great, great! I am so grateful to Hu Shao! If the Martial Saint can honor us with his presence, then the Su Family will soar to new heights!"
• Others also praised Hu Xiaoyun incessantly.
• Hu Xiaoyun had a smile on his face as he spoke again, "Su Old Madam, in fact, I have another request today."
• "Hu Shao, you are too polite." Su Old Madam quickly waved her hand and smiled, "You have helped us invite the Martial Saint to preside over our event. If you have any requests, please let us know, and we will fulfill them!"
• Hu Xiaoyun looked towards the end seat of the hall and said with a determined look, "Ying Xue, marry me. Only I can bring you happiness."
• As he spoke, everyone in the room turned their gaze towards that direction.
• Sitting there was a stunning woman, Su Yingxue, the daughter of Su Guangliang, the third son of the Su Family.
• As for the young man sitting next to Su Yingxue, who is also her nominal husband, Han Feng, he was automatically ignored by everyone.
• "Hey, Hu Shao is talking to you, why don't you reply?" Su Lan accused with her hands on her hips, her face filled with jealousy.
• Su Yingxue used to be the most valued daughter of the Su family.
• Because of the relationship between their fathers, she had also been engaged to Han Feng, the young master of the Han family in Yanjing.
• The Han family in Yanjing was a top-notch prestigious family, while the Su family couldn't even compare to it.
• Initially, everyone in the Su family had fawned over the Su Guangliang family, hoping to soar to new heights through this marriage.
• But they never expected.
• Three years ago, Han Feng's parents suddenly passed away, and he was also kicked out of the Han family in Yanjing, becoming a discarded young master.
• Because of this marriage, the Su family became the laughingstock of Jiang City, and Su Yingxue became a disgrace to the Su family.
• Who would have thought that she would be so lucky and caught the eye of Hu Shao.
• "Yingxue, why don't you thank Hu Shao? This is a blessing that you couldn't get in eight lifetimes!" Su Grandma urged anxiously when she saw Su Yingxue remaining silent.
• Feeling the pressure from all sides, Su Yingxue felt restless.
• But she still gritted her teeth and refused, "But Grandma, I already have a husband."
• Laughter erupted throughout the venue.
• Su Lan jumped out and sarcastically said, "Su Yingxue, you really don't know what's good for you. Compared to Hu Shao, Han Feng is nothing but a waste."
• Bai Mucity, in order to cling to Hu Xiaoyun's thigh, also looked down on Han Feng and said, "Han Feng, if you were a real man, you would quickly file for divorce. Do you really want Yingxue to suffer with you in the future?"
• Su Grandma was almost panicking, afraid of angering Hu Xiaoyun and causing the Su family to miss this opportunity for a leap.
• "Yingxue, what are you hesitating for? Hu Shao's older brother is a renowned martial saint. It's your blessing that Hu Shao has taken a liking to you!"
• "Hu Shao can invite a martial saint for our Su family. This is the utmost honor. Can your useless husband do that? He can't even invite a decent guest!"
• Su Yingxue silently lowered her head, feeling ashamed.
• Since Han Feng was kicked out of the Han family in Yanjing, their family's status had plummeted. Over the past three years, they had lost all their connections.
• Unexpectedly!
• Amidst the astonished gazes of everyone, Han Feng suddenly stood up.
• "Grandma, if inviting a martial saint can bring honor to the Su family, I can give it a try!"
• Others only knew Han Feng as the fallen young master of the Han family.
• Little did they know, he had another identity, the ancient and mysterious Ghost Valley Master of China!
• The world was in chaos, and the various schools of thought were in disarray, but only the Ghost Valley Master reigned supreme!
• What was a Martial Saint?
• Among the three hundred Martial Saints of China, the Dragon List was above, and the Tiger List was below.
• Hu Xiaotian was nothing more than a minor Martial Saint on the Tiger List, while the top four generals on the Dragon List were all disciples of the Ghost Valley!
• However, when Han Feng uttered these words, it immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter.
• Who did this Han Feng think he was, the young master of the Han family in Yanjing?
• No longer!
• Now, he was just a nameless and destitute nobody.
• Did he really think he could invite a Martial Saint?
• What a foolish dream!
• Feeling the mocking gazes from all around, Su Yingxue's eyes turned red.
• She grabbed Han Feng's collar and whispered in a distressed voice.
• "Enough, Han Feng, do you still find it embarrassing enough?"
• "Cough cough!"
• Han Feng coughed several times, his complexion turning pale, yet he paid no attention to the mocking remarks.
• "If one isn't sufficient, then I shall extend my invitation to a hundred Martial Saints!"