Before Shen Jingyue stepped onto the stage, he quietly took out a bottle of pills from his sleeve and swallowed it while his fellow disciples weren't paying attention.
This bottle of pills was called "Gathering Life Powder". It could stimulate one's brain power for a short period of time and increase one's calculation ability to the maximum. However, this pill was no less harmful to the body than a tiger or wolf's poison. It was the same as overdrawing one's Profound Qi to stimulate one's potential. Even if nothing happened in the future, one's lifespan would be greatly shortened.
However, the third match was too important to the Guangyuan Sect. Shen Jingyue would rather sacrifice his own lifespan to fight with all his might.
He tidied up his clothes and cupped his hands towards Wen Jun, "Shixiong, I'm going now."
Hearing the ominous tone in Shen Jingyue's words, Wen Jun frowned imperceptibly. He comforted him, "Shidi, don't think too much. Just do your best."
Shen Jingyue smiled faintly and slowly walked onto the stage.
When Zhang Yan saw him again, he didn't want to say much and only cupped his hands in greeting.
Shen Jingyue, however, didn't move. He looked at Zhang Yan and said in a low voice, "Shidi Zhang, I underestimated you before." After a pause, he smiled slightly and said, "However, what I said before still stands."
Zhang Yan didn't respond to his words and directly said, "Shidi Shen, please."
Shen Jingyue was surprised. He walked a few steps to the table and sat down. His gaze swept across the Star Stele. The stele, which looked like a mess to him before, was now very clear. He didn't even need to use the bamboo chips to calculate, but the result was already clear.
He unhurriedly spread out the paper and began to write.
Cries of surprise came from below the stage. They were already shocked when they saw Zhang Yan didn't use bamboo chips to calculate the Star Stele. They didn't think that Shen Jingyue was also hiding his strength!
Zhang Yan frowned slightly. He had already overestimated Shen Jingyue's calculation ability, but he didn't think that this person was even more powerful than Mo Yuan.
However, he had already predicted that the third match would be a bitter one, so there was no point in thinking too much. Moreover, the Guangyuan Sect had undoubtedly sent out their most proficient disciple in the Dao of Erosion Runes. This meant that as long as he won this match, he would have a complete victory. He smiled faintly, lifted the hem of his robe, and sat down leisurely. He picked up the brush in his hand and looked at the third chapter on the Star Stele.
While the two of them were fighting, three disciples of the Dark Azure Sect's lower house were gathered together on a mountain path not far from here.
"Once this Zhang Yan defeats the Guangyuan Sect, he will most likely become another inner disciple. This will definitely hinder our grand plan …"
Lin Yuan's gaze was cold as he fiercely threw out a sentence, "This person cannot be left alive!"
The lower house had always relied on the upper house's bestowal of elixirs, books, and the like. However, the upper house had been fighting with the Three Lake Demons over the shellfish field for the past decade or so, and they were constantly attacking each other. Now, the situation was becoming more and more intense, and the bestowal was gradually decreasing every year. Originally, they were already stretched thin with 28 people. If another person were to be added, it would undoubtedly reduce their original quota.
However, this was not the main point. Once Zhang Yan entered the sect, it was almost certain that he would open his meridians. In other words, even if he entered the upper house, Zhang Yan would still have to compete with them. At that time, the suppression they had over Zhang Yan would be almost non-existent.
Originally, they had already formed a few small interest groups on how to distribute the cultivation resources over the past few years. Moreover, the few clans had already reached an agreement on how to distribute the cultivation resources. If another person were to be added into the group, the situation would definitely be thrown into disarray. This would inevitably cause their original arrangements to go down the drain.
Lin Yuan looked at the expressions of Chen Lan and Hu Shengyu in front of him and said, "What do you two Junior Brothers think?"
However, Chen Lan's face was full of disbelief. "Will the Master accept Zhang Yan into the sect?" He was merely a disciple in name without any background. Why would the Master accept him so rashly?
Lin Yuan snorted and said, "Junior Brother, you have also seen the aptitude of this Zhang Yan. He is not below you or me. Seeing him suppress the Guangyuan Sect with his own strength, why would the Master let him go?"
As if to increase his persuasiveness, he continued to say, "The origin of Zhang Yan's calculation method is unknown. Previously, he did not reveal it. Perhaps he had already been chosen by the Master, but he was worried about us. That was why he did not make a move until today, when he shocked the world with a single brilliant feat and established an illustrious reputation. Even if we were to open our mouths to refute him, we would not be able to say anything."
Chen Lan's expression turned cold. At first, Lin Yuan's words sounded a little far-fetched. However, after thinking about it carefully, it did seem to be reasonable. It was indeed possible that Zhang Yan could be accepted by the Master. Getting rid of this person was probably the safest choice. A hint of viciousness appeared on his face. "If that's the case, this Zhang Yan must be killed!"
"Good!" Lin Yuan was overjoyed. He turned his head and asked Hu Shengyu who had been silent all this while, "Senior Brother Hu, what do you think?"
Hu Shengyu said indifferently, "He is just a registered disciple. If I kill him, then so be it." Zhang Yan was not an inner disciple. Based on the influence of the few clans behind them, when the time comes, even if the Master knew about it, he would not be able to do anything to them.
Chen Lan suddenly thought of something and reminded, "It's just that Ai Zhongwen seems to be on good terms with Zhang Yan. He comes from the Ai Clan of Anfeng, which is a big problem."
Hu Shengyu said coldly, "No worries, leave this person to me."
"Since Senior Brother Hu has come forward, then it can't be any safer." Hu Shengyu had always been proud and arrogant. Since he was willing to speak, he would definitely not make a mistake. Lin Yuan was immediately relieved. He looked around again and said, "If Zhang Yan loses this round, we don't have to be too extreme. We just need to find a way to drive him out of the Ying Cang Sect. If he wins, we need to act as soon as possible!"
At this moment, on the soil platform, no one had expected that this battle would be so intense. The two of them had deduced along the way and had unknowingly reached the third stele. They were all amazed, not knowing where the limits of these two people were.
It should be noted that only six of the star steles had been deciphered, and all of them were here.
At this time, even Zhang Yan felt the pressure increase. He no longer had the time to experience the changes in his aura and focused on deciphering the stone inscriptions. His consciousness seemed to be divided into two. One was rapidly deducing and calculating in the remnant jade clone, while the other was constantly writing on the white paper in his main body.
If he was in such a state, Shen Jingyue was not having it easy either. As the effects of the elixir gradually wore off, his mental strength had been severely depleted. For someone like him who forcibly stimulated his brain to increase his calculation ability, the pressure was like a heavy burden on his back. He could not relax for even a moment.
Not long after, his vision blurred, and he paused at an obstacle. His Qi became chaotic, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood on the white paper. He did not care that he had spat out the blood, but he regretfully looked at the stained paper.
At this time, he could not stop. He sat up slightly and swallowed another mouthful of blood, but he did not stop writing.
After deciphering another paragraph, Zhang Yan took a moment to pay attention to Shen Jingyue. He found that his opponent's chest was dripping with blood. It was a ghastly sight, and there were strands of white hair on his temples. Seeing his appearance, Zhang Yan knew that his opponent would not be able to hold on for much longer.
He shook his head and sighed. "Senior Brother, why do you have to risk your life?"
Shen Jingyue did not have time to answer. Suddenly, he felt a surge of blood in his throat. He could only feel his vision turning black. He could no longer hold it in, and with a few mouthfuls of blood, he fell to the side of the table.
"Junior Brother!"
Wen Jun, who was below the stage, hurriedly rushed up to the stage. He stretched out his hand to touch his wrist, and his expression could not help but turn gloomy.
Shen Jingyue's current situation was extremely bad. His aura was chaotic and had already spread to his internal organs. Furthermore, it seemed that he had taken some medicine. His heart was weak and his brain was severely exhausted. If he did not recuperate in time, not only would his foundation be destroyed, his life would also be in danger.
Shen Jingyue opened his eyes slightly and struggled to hold onto Wen Jun's wrist. He said, "Eldest Senior Brother, if I die, please tell my Big Brother not to seek revenge on Zhang Yan. He is an outstanding talent, and if there is a chance, please take him in. He will definitely be able to strengthen our Guangyuan Sect."
Even now, he still had fantasies about Zhang Yan. It was not only because of the ability that Zhang Yan had displayed. Perhaps it was because he had risked his life to fight with Zhang Yan. In the end, when he was divining, he actually came into contact with a trace of the workings of the heavens. He could faintly see that Zhang Yan seemed to have another kind of luck on him.
Wen Jun's eyes became hot. He choked and said, "Junior Brother …" He knew that Shen Jingyue was the second son of his family. He also had an older brother, Shen Juefeng, who was a Mystic Light Stage expert of the upper house. Shen Juefeng had a bad temper and was never easy to talk to. He did not expect that Shen Jingyue would still be thinking about the sect at this time. As the eldest disciple, he felt hatred and shame in his heart.
Wen Jun handed Shen Jingyue to Qi Xuan, who had just caught up. He himself got off the stage and stood in front of the eldest disciple of the lower house, Zheng Xun. He bowed deeply and said, "Junior Brother Mo is young and ignorant. These few days have been ridiculous. I hope that Senior Brother will not take it to heart."
There was an uproar below the stage. These words meant that the Guangyuan Sect had officially admitted defeat.
Zheng Xun helped Wen Jun up with a kind expression. The other party was also the eldest disciple of the sect, but he was so humble in front of Zheng Xun. If Zheng Xun continued to pester him, he would be given the reputation of being narrow-minded. Thus, Zheng Xun said gently, "Junior Brother Wen, Junior Brother Mo is young and only likes to play around. Why would I bother with him? This matter will end here. Our sects still need to interact more in the future."
The corner of Wen Jun's mouth revealed a bitter smile. They could be considered to have returned in failure in this assembly. What was disappointing was that even now, no one from the Southern Flower Sect had come out to speak up for them. He sighed inwardly and sent someone to call Mo Yuan over. Then, he quietly left with the people from the Guangyuan Sect.
On the other side, the figures of Lin Yuan and the other two appeared at the side of the soil stage. They called out to Zhang Yan loudly, "Zhang Yan, come over here."
Upon seeing this, Ai Zhongwen rushed in front of Zhang Yan and reminded him in a low voice, "This is Senior Brother Lin. Be careful, Junior Brother!"
Zhang Yan nodded slightly. He had naturally heard of Lin Yuan's name and knew that he was probably up to no good. He slowly walked forward and cupped his hands, saying, "Greetings, Senior Brother Lin."
Lin Yuan sneered and said sternly, "Zhang Yan, do you know what crime you've committed?"
Zhang Yan's expression did not change. He said, "I don't know what crime I've committed?"
Lin Yuan's face darkened. He said, "You provoked fellow Daoists for no reason and fought privately, causing a rift between our two sects. You lied to your seniors and instigated fellow Daoists to help you. You deserve to die!"
After hearing what he said, he thought that Zhang Yan would panic. He did not expect that Zhang Yan's expression would be calm and composed. He said indifferently, "Senior Brother Lin, you obstructed the path and caused my Ying Cang Sect's disciples to be unable to reach the summit for three days. Although I am only an in-name disciple, I know the word 'shame'. I obstructed the Guangyuan Sect so that my Ying Cang Sect's reputation would not be ruined by other sects."
Lin Yuan yelled, "Shut up! All the Senior Brothers have their own plans. How can we allow a junior like you to mess around! Junior Brothers, let's take this man down! "
Ai Zhongwen was furious. He was about to open his mouth, but he did not expect his chest to feel stuffy and his body could not move. It turned out that Hu Shengyu had grabbed his wrist and a wave of Yuan Qi had instantly blocked his meridian point, causing him to be unable to open his mouth. He was shocked and angry, but he could not resist. His face immediately turned red.
Zhang Yan's gaze swept across the area. A few new disciples had already surrounded him, and the mountain path had already been blocked by more than a dozen disciples. He secretly sneered and was about to make his move …
At this moment, a clear and melodious sound of bells and drums sounded on the Cloud Swaying Peak. Everyone could not help but look towards the peak.
A fair-skinned Daoist child appeared on a rock not far away. He said loudly, "Where is Zhang Yan? Master Shi Shoujing, He Shouxuan, Zhen Shouzhong, and Good Abyss Monastery's in-name disciple Zhang Yan can enter the monastery to participate in the ceremony. "
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