"They are from the Hundred Schools of Philosophers?"
Zhang Xuan was taken aback for a moment before he quickly raised his head, only to see five figures floating above him.
The one who had spoken was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had a grayish beard, and he wore a long hat, reminiscent of a Confucian scholar. The robe he was wearing bore some resemblance to that of a master teacher, just that it was made out of black cloth. From afar, it looked a little sinister.
"He's dressed in the same attire as the Otherworldly Demons who captured Zhao Ya and the others!" Zhang Xuan's eyebrows shot up.
The middle-aged man was dressed in the same attire as the four Otherworldly Demons whom he had met on the White Creek Mountain. It seemed like the middle-aged man had tried to disguise himself as an expert from the Hundred Schools of Philosophers to fool Little Amulet. However, under the assault of the Dragonbone Divine Spear, he had been forced to reveal his true form.
The four Otherworldly Demons beside Nangong Yuanfeng were young men in their twenties. Every single one of them exuded an aura reminiscent of a majestic dragon.
"They are all Great Sage 1-dan Introspective Convalescence realm experts!"
Lozosy nodded. "Nangong Yuanfeng is a descendant of Ancient Sage Zi Rong, a master of the Great Phrontistery of Confucianism!"
"Ancient Sage Zi Rong?" Zhang Xuan nodded.
Ancient Sage Zi Rong was one of Kong Shi's seventy-two direct disciples, a renowned sage. While he was not as famous as Ancient Sage Ran Qiu, Ancient Sage Bo Shang, and Ancient Sage Yan Yan, he was still a figure whose name resounded throughout the world.
Who could have thought that Nangong Yuanfeng would actually be his descendant!
"What's the Great Phrontistery of Confucianism?"
Recovering from his shock, Zhang Xuan asked.
"The Great Phrontistery of Confucianism is similar to Mingshi Tang of the Master Teacher Continent. Mingshi Tang imparts enlightenment to all living beings, including ordinary cultivators and cultivators. However, the Great Phrontistery of Confucianism is different. It only imparts knowledge to those with profound cultivation. Usually, only those who have reached Great Sage are qualified to enter the Great Phrontistery of Confucianism!"
Lozosy explained.
"Only Great Sages are qualified to enter the Great Phrontistery of Confucianism?"
He had thought that the Sanctum of Sages was the highest level of learning in the Master Teacher Continent, but who could have known that the Hundred Schools of Philosophers would have the Great Phrontistery of Confucianism as well?
"Deputy Clan Head Luo Ganzhen of the Luo Clan pays respect to Elder Nangong. Please come in!"
Just as Luo Xuanqing was about to continue asking, a voice suddenly sounded from the Luo Clan. Following which, Luo Xuanqing's father, Luo Qingchen, and the other elders of the Luo Clan flew into the air and greeted Luo Xuanqing respectfully.
"Let's go!"
Seeing that Nangong Yuanfeng had come out to welcome him, Nangong Yuanfeng returned the greeting and greeted him politely. With a smile, he followed the crowd from the Luo Clan down to the ground.
"For the Hundred Schools of Philosophers to be here at this time, there must be a reason. Let's head over as well!"
Zhang Xuan sent a telepathic message.
He had known that the Hundred Schools of Philosophers had arrived on the Master Teacher Continent, but he hadn't thought that there would be five of them at the same time. It was likely that their arrival was related to the opening of the Temple of Confucius.
"En!" Lozosy nodded.
The two of them were both very strong, so it was not surprising that they were able to fool the eyes and ears of the ordinary people in the Luo Clan. Furthermore, Zhang Xuan was proficient in formations, and the Luo Clan was currently in a state of chaos. Thus, they were able to walk in without being noticed by anyone.
Dong dong dong dong!
After advancing for a while, Zhang Xuan was just about to look for someone to ask where Luo Ganzhen and the others had gone when he suddenly heard the urgent toll of a bell.
"That's the Assembly Bell of the Luo Clan. Something must have happened!"
Zhang Xuan's eyebrows shot up as he followed closely behind the Luo Clan, heading in the direction where the bell was tolling.
Not too long later, he arrived at a spacious square. At this moment, it was already packed with people. Everyone from the Luo Clan had rushed over as soon as they heard the tolling of the bell.
Through the crowd, Zhang Xuan saw Nangong Yuanfeng and the others from the Hundred Schools of Philosophers seated on the elevated platform at the center of the square. Luo Ganzhen, Luo Qingchen, and the others were among them.
"This friend over there, what's going on? Why are you in such a hurry to ring the Assembly Bell? "
Seeing a few core members of the Luo Clan conversing with one another in hushed voices, Zhang Xuan walked up to them.
In any case, there was a huge group of core members and side family members here, so it was impossible for them to know each other.
"You are …" The core member was taken aback by Zhang Xuan's unfamiliar face.
"I am Luo Tianya, an offspring of the side family!" Zhang Xuan replied with a nod.
"I see." The core member nodded. "An expert from the Hundred Schools of Philosophers wishes to obtain an artifact from the Luo Clan, but the clan head turned him down. Thus, he demanded that the youngsters he brought with him compete with the younger generation of the Luo Clan in terms of their comprehension of space. If the youngster wins, the Luo Clan will lose the right to wield the artifact, and the Great Phrontistery of Phrontistery will be forced to hand it over to the Great Phrontistery of Phrontistery of Confucianism for safekeeping. On the other hand, if the Great Phrontistery of Confucianism loses, they will gift an artifact to the Luo Clan as well! "
"What artifact is it?"
Zhang Xuan asked.
The artifact that the Hundred Schools of Philosophers wanted was most likely the Celestial Amulet of Legacy. Since the Hundred Schools of Philosophers were using an artifact as the wager, it was likely that the artifact that the Hundred Schools of Philosophers had taken out was no ordinary artifact.
"It's a sword used by Ancient Sage Zi Rong!"
The core member said as he pointed. "That's it!"
Zhang Xuan traced the core member's finger and saw a sword floating quietly above the dueling ring. It emanated a chilling aura, and even though it was not unsheathed, one could still feel the chilling intent emanating from it.
"It's a Great Sage pinnacle artifact, but Ancient Sage Zi Rong has used it before, so it's on par with ordinary Half-Ancient Sage artifacts. However, it's still a far cry from matching up to your Dragonbone Divine Spear!"
Lozosy sent a telepathic message to Zhang Xuan.
"Un." Zhang Xuan nodded.
Even though Zhang Xuan was too far away to be able to touch the sword, he was still able to tell that it was significantly weaker than the Dragonbone Divine Spear.
The Dragonbone Divine Spear was the weapon that Ancient Sage Ran Qiu had wielded at his peak, and it had been renowned even in ancient times. Given that it was a sword used by Ancient Sage Zi Rong, there was no way it could compare to it.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the experts from the Hundred Schools of Philosophers, Elder Nangong Yuanfeng, have led his juniors to challenge the offspring of our Luo Clan in terms of their comprehension of space. As long as you are under a hundred years old, you are free to participate in the duel. May I know who dares to accept the challenge?"
Luo Ganzhen asked as he scanned the crowd.
His voice was calm, but there was a hint of anger in it.
It seemed like the duel had not been his intention all along. Most likely, he had gotten into a conflict with the Hundred Schools of Philosophers over the matter.
However, the other party was simply too powerful, and they had just sustained severe injuries, so they dared not refute his words.
"Me!"
With a loud bellow, a figure flew up to the dueling platform.
Zhang Xuan turned his gaze over and saw that it was none other than his friend, Luo Xuanqing.
However, due to the matter with Luo Qiqi, it was impossible for him to acknowledge Luo Xuanqing as his friend anymore.
"Me too!"
"I'm willing to give it a try as well!"
"You wish to challenge the offspring of our Luo Clan in terms of comprehension of space? Humph, you are courting death! "
…
Another three young men flew up to the dueling platform.
They were all experts of the Luo Clan below a hundred years old, and they emanated powerful auras. Two of them had already become elders, and just like Zhang Xuan, they had reached Saint 9-dan pinnacle.
"Very well!"
Luo Ganzhen nodded in satisfaction. He turned to Nangong Yuanfeng and said, "Elder Nangong, I'll have to trouble you to come up with a plan for the duel!"
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