PS: This is yesterday's update, there will be more tonight.
On the third day of the tenth month, it was the appointed date for the duel between Mount Emei Pai and Hanyuan School.
Within the Constellation Star Valley, within a month, dozens of tall and spacious buildings had been built one after another. Terraces, waterside pavilions, mountain pavilions, and winding bridges could be seen everywhere. More than a hundred servants and maids, dressed in colorful clothes and holding pots and cups, shuttled back and forth between the flowing water and the rainbow corridors. Inside the building, people were singing and dancing, and the sound of stringed instruments could be heard.
In the valley, there was a pond that was a few acres large, and half of it was covered with lotus leaves. On top of a lotus flower that was condensed from green smoke, there was a young girl in green clothes. Her skin was like a lotus, her lips were a little rouge, and her toes that were like white jade lightly touched the tip of the lotus flower. She danced there lightly and gracefully, and her movements were delicate and beautiful. She could be said to be peerlessly beautiful.
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However, the sect leaders sitting in the pavilions were not in the mood to enjoy the music and watch the dance. They were gathered together to discuss the battle.
Someone asked, "Everyone, who do you think will win today's battle?"
An elder from an aristocratic family stroked his beard and said, "That Daoist Master Zhang is an outsider with a shallow foundation. How could he have a foothold in Mount Shenwu? This old man thinks highly of Master Yong. "
Someone else said, "That's hard to say. The School of Hanyuan has been in our Shenwu Mountain for three hundred years. When Zhenren Shen was still around, he was in charge of the celestial city. If this senior can do it, how do you know that Zhenren Zhang can't?"
The elder from before suddenly laughed and said, "Dao brother must be joking. If he really is someone like Zhenren Shen, Zhenren Yong would have long given up the celestial city upon seeing him. Would there still be a need to fight?"
Xu Yi School's Sect Master Sun Tong stood up and spread his arms, "Everyone, everyone. Hearing this one's words, Elder Ren is correct. Venerable Yong's cultivation is profound and his magical power is boundless. He often plans before taking action. If he didn't have a chance of victory, why would he be so ostentatious? This one believes that Venerable Yong's victory is already within his grasp in this battle of magical powers. "
Sun Tong was originally in high spirits. But as soon as he finished speaking. After waiting for a while, he realized that no one responded, so he laughed dryly and sat down awkwardly. He cursed inwardly, "In vain I spent so much effort to greet you. But he didn't even give him this little bit of face. How hateful! "
Xu Yi Men was just a small sect with a dozen or so people, plus Sun Tong was born as a woodcutter in the mountains, nobody looked up to him. Therefore, his words did not carry much weight at all. Moreover, his words were suspected of flattery. Going up to him would be degrading their own status, so they ignored him.
As they were talking, celestial music suddenly sounded in the sky. Looking up, they saw a cloud floating in the sky, carrying a large ship. Four Core Formation Cultivators wearing yellow robes were leading the way, and behind the ship were more than thirty Mystic Light Realm cultivators in elegant clothes.
The Great Elder of Mount E Sect, Yong Fu, was sitting on the roof of the pavilion. Daoren, whose face was covered by his hair and beard, was sitting next to him. The two of them were talking and laughing. Around them, there were a dozen boys who were serving them with instruments in their hands.
When the sect masters of the various sects saw this, their expressions changed. They didn't think that Mount E Sect actually had two Yuanying Enlightened Masters.
When a cultivator reached a higher realm, the people they befriended were mostly people with similar cultivation levels. Yong Fu was only one person, but the cultivators of Mount Shen Wu knew that he had a wide circle of friends. As long as he paid the price, he would be able to find many people to help him. This was a great deterrent to the sects in the Mountain Boundary.
On the other hand, after Zhang Yan arrived, some people had the thought of joining him. However, when they remembered that he was a cultivator from the outer seas, maybe one of them would leave like Shen Baishuang, so they gave up on the thought.
The sect masters all went up to greet Yong Fu. After some small talk, the people of Mount E Sect landed on the main seats in the north.
Just as they sat down, someone said, "Hanyuan Sect is also here."
Everyone turned to look and saw a cloud raft flying over from the northwest. Zhang Yan was wearing a black robe and sitting in the center. The Wang sisters stood behind him. Zhang Boyan stood on his left, a step behind him. Behind him were the three Core Formation cultivators, Chu Mu Ran, Daoist Wen, and Zhao Ge. Behind them were seven or eight cultivators led by two Mystic Light Realm disciples. This time, they had brought more than half of the sect's strength.
Someone exclaimed, "Is that Enlightened Master Zhang? The Daoist beside him seems to be a Yuanying Enlightened Master no matter how I look at it. "
When everyone saw the arrival of two Yuanying cultivators, they all sucked in a breath of cold air. Mount Shen Wu was originally a place in the north of the Dong Sheng Continent. It had always been remote, but this time, four Yuanying Enlightened Masters had appeared. How could they not be shocked?
Yong Fu's gaze swept over Zhang Boyan a few times, and he was secretly shocked. He originally wanted to borrow Daoist Jiang's power to suppress Zhang Yan, but he didn't think that this opponent was not simple as well. There was actually a Yuanying Enlightened Master accompanying him.
At this moment, Sun Tong, the head of Xu Yi School, was trembling all over. He saw his son, Sun Xiucheng, standing among the Hanyuan Sect disciples. When Sun Tong saw Sun Tong looking over and winking at him, Sun Tong was so angry that his vision turned black. If Mount E Sect found out about this, then Xu Yi School would not be able to escape responsibility no matter what.
When Yong Fu saw that the cloud raft was close in the blink of an eye, he sat up, stepped on the astral wind, and took the initiative to go forward.
Zhang Yan also got off the cloud raft and floated forward.
Not long after, the two of them met on the field. After greeting each other, they first chatted for a while, then they got to the main topic. Yong Fu said, "Daoist Zhang, earlier I said that I would fight three rounds with you. However, you and I are the heads of the same sect, and it is not easy for us to cultivate to this stage. It would be beneath our dignity to fight bare-handed, so why don't we change the method?"
Zhang Yan said, "Then what does Daoist Zhang think?"
Yong Fu stroked his beard, as if thinking for a while, then said, "How about this, you and I each choose a Core Formation disciple from our sect and bestow him with a magic treasure. We will fight each other with Daoist techniques, and whoever can last the longest will be the winner. What do you think, Daoist Zhang?"
Zhang Yan's eyes flickered slightly. Yong Fu had put in a lot of thought. As Spiritual Master Yuanying, he had to kill a Core Formation disciple in front of all the heads of the Shenwu Mountain. This was a test of propriety, and in this way, it would greatly weaken his advantage in cultivation. However, he did not care, and said with a smile, "The guest follows the host, we will do as Daoist Zhang says."
Yong Fu bowed and returned to the building. After a while, his eldest disciple, Bai Jiying, came out on a cloud of smoke and came in front of Zhang Yan. He bowed and said, "I am Bai Jiying, greet Spiritual Master Zhang, I hope Senior will show mercy later."
Zhang Yan looked at him and saw smoke coming out of Bai Jiying's mouth and nose. Obviously, he was trying to condense magic power and true seal. He should be a second tier Core Formation cultivator, one level higher than Taoist Chu. Zhang Yan nodded and said, "What magic treasure do you have? Take it out first."
Bai Jiying bowed again and then retreated a few hundred feet. When he was far away, he waved his hand and threw out a five-story golden pavilion that was shining with countless rays of light. After it spun in the air, it fell down and firmly protected his body.
The people below exclaimed, "The Golden Palace Barrier?"
Someone else said, "So this is where Spiritual Master Yong's confidence comes from. With this magic treasure, Spiritual Master Zhang will be in trouble."
This Golden Palace Barrier was a treasure borrowed from Spiritual Master Fang, a good friend of Spiritual Master Fang. It was a profound level weapon. When a cultivator hid inside it, it was like hiding inside a formation and was extremely difficult to break.
Zhang Yan thought for a moment, then smiled slightly. He formed a sign with his hand and immediately gathered a drop of Xuanming Heavy Water. Then, he gathered his spiritual power on it. After a while, he flicked his finger, and a drop of black water without any smoke or fire flew out. In an instant, it smashed on the treasure shield.
Bai Jiying saw that the water droplet was inconspicuous, he originally thought that Zhang Yan had only come up to test the water droplet and hadn't really made a move. Who would have thought that as soon as he collided with it, he suddenly heard a loud bang that shook his head to the point of dizziness, and when he looked again, he was dumbstruck. The Golden Palace Treasure Barrier had already transformed into a golden light and disappeared into the sky.
Yong Fu was shocked. This situation clearly showed that after the magic treasure was damaged, it took the initiative to return to its owner's hand.
What kind of method was this to be able to damage a profound level weapon on the spot? Even if this treasure was only wielded by a Core Formation cultivator, it shouldn't have been defeated so quickly.
Bai Jiying stood there, not knowing what to do. After a while, he regained his wits and hurriedly returned to Yong Fu's side. He knelt down and said, "This disciple is incompetent. Honored Master, please punish me."
Yong Fu sighed softly and said, "It's not your fault. Master underestimated my opponent."
Since Bai Jiying was defeated, it was the turn of the Deep Abyss School's disciples. Because there were no Core Formation cultivators among the younger generation, only one of Chu, Wen, or Zhao could be chosen. After some discussion, Daoist Chu walked out and stood in front of Spiritual Master Yong. He said, "Please enlighten me, Spiritual Master Yong."
Yong Fu thought for a while and suddenly said, "There's no need to fight this round. This seat admits defeat."
He was very clear that Chu Mu had a protective magic treasure bestowed by Shen Baishuang. He felt that if he didn't go all out, he definitely wouldn't be able to defeat Chu Mu as quickly as Zhang Yan. In that case, it would be better to hold back and save his trump card for later.
Zhang Yan raised his brows. This Yong Fu was quite decisive. He smiled and asked, "Spiritual Master Yong, how will the second round be conducted?"
With a wave of Yong Fu's sleeve, four strong men walked out carrying two blocks of ice the size of millstones. The ice was as translucent as glass, pure and clear, showing no signs of melting under the scorching sun. What was even more strange was that sealed inside each block of ice was a fist-sized, sinister-looking insect with thorny hairs on its abdomen and back and armor-like limbs.
He pointed and said, "This object is known as the 'Frozen Monolith Stone Embryo', unique to my Shenwu Mountain. It was originally formed from the condensation of a nephrite bamboo shoot and the saliva of a divine bird, then buried under the cold ice for thousands of years. The strange insect inside is a pair of thousand-year-old scorpion spiders. The second round will be on this creature. You and Fellow Daoist will each use your transcendence energy to refine the ice plate without harming the scorpion spider in the slightest. Whoever releases the poisonous insect first and subdues it will be the winner of this round."
The heads of the various sects below paled. The thousand-year-old scorpion spiders were extremely ferocious. At their peak, they were poisonous insects that could fight a third layer Yuanying cultivator. Although they had been sealed in ice for countless years and their strength must've been greatly reduced, they were still difficult to deal with once released. Moreover, there were two of them here. It was unknown whether Yong Fu and Zhang Yan could suppress them.
Zhang Yan's expression changed when he heard the scorpion spider's name. He glanced at the ice plate and suddenly smiled, saying, "Fellow Daoist Yong, if you can give these two Frozen Monolith Stone Embryos to I, I'll consider it my loss."
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