"Sect Master Li, I wonder which sect do you think this Sword Seeking Peak should be handed over to?" Wen Yu purposely asked.
Hearing this, that person thought that he had already agreed to hand over Sword Seeking Peak, and instantly smiled even more proudly. "Hall Master Wen, in the current cultivation world, Clearflower Sect is the strongest. Moreover, Sect Master Zhao of Clearflower Sect has a late stage Nascent Soul cultivation. It is more appropriate for Clearflower Sect to be in charge. "
Wen Yu looked towards the silent Clearflower Sect Master Zhao Yiyang on the right. "Sect Master Zhao also feels that Sword Seeking Peak should be handed over to Clearflower Sect?"
Zhao Yiyang smiled, and said slowly. "If the sects trust me and feel that Clearflower Sect can take on this heavy responsibility, then this Zhao will naturally not shirk."
He had a humble expression, and the other sects became even more resolute, each of them having a confident expression that they should give him.
The more Wen Yu heard, the angrier he got. This was obviously something that Clearflower Sect had discussed with the other sects, and was just using the Sword Seeking Conference to bring it up, forcing him to agree. In the past, he really had no way to refute, and under pressure, he had no choice but to agree, but now …
He laughed coldly. The angrier he got, the calmer his expression became. "Sect Master Zhao is right. A place as important as Sword Seeking Peak indeed requires sufficient strength to guard it. Otherwise, it will be extremely easy to fall into the schemes of heretic practitioners and 'vile people'." He intentionally emphasized the word 'vile people', and swept his gaze across the crowd. However, when he saw that everyone looked indifferent, he felt even more disdain in his heart.
"Don't worry Hall Master Wen!" Zhao Yiyang said with a solemn expression. "Our sect will definitely do our best to guard this Sword Seeking Peak."
"I naturally believe in Sect Master Zhao's strength, but …" Wen Yu's tone changed, and his expression became awkward.
"Hall Master Wen, why don't you speak your mind?"
"To tell you the truth, a few days ago, a senior of our sect who had been in seclusion for many years suddenly came out. She is also extremely skilled in the art of refining artifacts, and wants to refine a weapon that suits her. " Wen Yu sighed. "I saw that her aptitude was exceptional, and did not want to lose such a talent, so I handed the key to Sword Seeking Peak to her. Currently, this Sword Seeking Peak is still in her hands. If Sect Master Zhao really wants to share our sect's burden, you have to ask her first. "
Zhao Yiyang frowned. This was obviously Wen Yu's excuse, and he could not help but feel some anger.
The Sect Leaders of the other sects who were standing by the side couldn't take it anymore and stepped forward to criticize.
"Who is it? Call her out and we'll reason with her."
"Exactly! This Sword Seeking Peak only opens once every ten years. Why did you let her enter first? "
"Even if you're a disciple of Forgotten God Palace, you can't be this casual, right?"
"Just ask her to come out and hand over the key. How can the Sword Seeking Peak be handed over to anyone?"
"Could it be that her strength surpasses that of Daoist Master Zhao? I'd like to see who has the guts to do so. "
"Yes, let her come out."
Everyone started discussing one after another, yet Wen Yu had an unperturbed appearance. Instead, he looked towards the Clearflower Sect's Sect Master. "Fellow Daoist Zhao, what do you think?"
Zhao Yiyang smiled. "I naturally wish to meet the person in charge of Sword Seeking Peak as well."
Wen Yu sighed. The show was done, it was time to serve the main dish. Thus, he did not decline any further. He called over a disciple and said, "Go to Tianling Peak and invite the old ancestor down the mountain. Tell her that the sect master of the Hua Sect wishes to see her."
"There's no need." A clear and cold voice resounded. The moment the voice fell, a Demigod-stage pressure instantly enveloped the entire great hall. The crowd who were still discussing earlier, instantly quietened down. The Nascent Soul practitioners were still fine, but the other disciples, could no longer withstand such pressure, as they knelt onto the ground. Every single one of them widened their eyes in disbelief. A Demigod-stage Sovereign!
A white light flashed, and a figure suddenly appeared at the center of the great hall. "I'm already here."
"Greetings to the old ancestor." Wen Yu especially gleefully took a step forward, and bowed towards Zhu Yao. The smile at the corner of his eyes was about to fly out.
Zhu Yao's divine sense had actually been paying attention to the situation here the entire time. Hence, the moment she heard Wen Yu calling for a disciple to invite her over, she knew that the time to act cool had arrived.
Hence, the pressure from her body did not have the intention to push back either. Instead, her tyrannical aura was fully released, and she especially took care of the Clearflower Sect's Sect Master on the right.
She even intentionally walked towards him, and said with emphasis on every single word. "I heard that you want to meet me?"
Zhao Yiyang was drenched in cold sweat, and it dripped down. He had to use all of his strength in order to not kneel down under that pressure. In an instant, his intestines were already green with regret. Since when did another Demigod-stage Sovereign appear in Forgotten God Palace? Why didn't he know about it?
"Sovereign, please forgive me. This humble one did not know that Sovereign is the person in charge of Sword Seeking Mountain, hence … I should be the one paying respects to Sovereign."
Zhu Yao sat down on the highest seat in the great hall, and swept her eyes across the entire hall. With a single glance, everyone had a constipated face, as though they had just swallowed sh * t.
With a flip of her palm, a small sword that was as thick as a fingertip floated in her palm. "It seems like everyone has a lot of opinions towards me managing Sword Seeking Mountain? Oh well, if you feel that you're more suitable, then try your best to look for me to take this Eye Opening Key. "
How could the crowd dare to take it? Wasn't this clearly offending a Demigod-stage practitioner? They would be blasted into smithereens, right?
One after another, they expressed that this was just a misunderstanding, and could not help but blame Clearflower Sect who instigated the various sects.
"Since that's the case, then I shall keep this key." She was just wondering why old man Wen Yu insisted on giving her the key yesterday. So it was to slap their faces at this moment.
Seeing that she did not pursue the matter, the crowd heaved sighs of relief. "But …" Zhu Yao's tone changed. "It's too troublesome to open Sword Seeking Mountain once every ten years, and I don't have the time to keep waiting to open the door for you either. So, the timing of this Sword Seeking Mountain has to be changed. In the future, it will be opened once every fifty years."
Everyone's faces instantly darkened. What was the meaning of going for wool and coming home shorn? This was it. Yet, they were in the wrong in the first place, so it was not good for them to refute her. They could only glare at the culprit, Clearflower Sect, with resentful eyes.
Sect Master Zhao's heart felt even more stifled. The pressure of a Demigod-stage was still present on his body, so it was already incredible that he was able to stand properly. How could he still have the mood to care about the feelings of the various sects?
Hence, a fair and aboveboard resource snatching assembly, was left unsettled under Zhu Yao's half coercion and half threat. Putting aside the fact that the various sects did not manage to gain any benefits, the Sword Seeking Mountain that was supposed to be held once every ten years was even changed to once every fifty years. They basically could not feel any more stifled.
"If no one has any objections, today's Sword Seeking Assembly shall begin." Wen Yu walked out, and basically did not give the others any time to react. He looked at Zhu Yao gratefully, and said. "Old Ancestor, please open the Sword Seeking Mountain's formation."
Zhu Yao nodded. She did not have the patience to fight with this group of people either. She immediately brought the crowd and flew towards the mountain peak that was completely pitch-black in color. Only after taking a closer look did she realize that this Sword Seeking Mountain was more like a spiritual ore mine. However, what was produced inside was not spirit stones, but various materials used to refine artifacts.
Various formations were laid down on the entire mountain peak. At first glance, it looked like a slightly ugly mountain, but after taking a closer look, one would realize that the surroundings of the mountain were filled with floating talismans. Zhu Yao was a little surprised at the formation techniques of this world. They seemed to be extremely profound.
The large group of people stopped at the foot of the mountain. Zhu Yao injected a strand of spiritual energy into the key in her hand, and in an instant, the key emitted a dazzling golden glow, flying straight towards the mountain peak. A moment later, the entire mountain shook like a three-dimensional image, and then, the illusory image flashed, revealing its true appearance.
Different from the pitch-black scorched mountain from before, in front of them was actually a mountain filled with various mystic tools and spiritual swords. There were even quite a few spiritual swords dancing in the air in the surroundings.
"The spiritual artifacts of Sword Seeking Mountain are for those who are fated to obtain them. Everyone, please enter." Wen Yu loudly said. Only then did the disciples of the various sects walk into the mountain with excited expressions. In this Sword Seeking Mountain, the ones who were truly happy were most probably the low-ranked disciples who were only allowed to enter the mountain every ten years.
Only the Nascent Soul practitioners who were leading the groups of the various sects were left. Though there were many spiritual artifacts in Sword Seeking Mountain, a person could only choose a single weapon in his or her lifetime. Those who had already chosen one, would not receive the recognition of a new mystic tool when they entered again.
"Old Ancestor, aren't you going in to take a look?" Wen Yu came over. Speaking of which, even he himself was a little surprised. This Sovereign Yu Yao seemed to be especially poor. Even the flying spiritual sword beneath her feet was something she asked for from him. He was really suspicious of how she managed to survive until the Demigod stage.
"Mn." Zhu Yao nodded. Thinking that she indeed needed a weapon as well, she looked around, and coincidentally, there was a piece of Black Ore at the side. "I'll just have to refine one myself. I'll choose this one then."
The corner of Wen Yu's lips twitched. "Old Ancestor, aren't you going in to choose? The materials in the mountain all possess spirituality, and they will be more compatible with their owners. " Why did she have to choose the most ordinary piece of Black Ore? This was completely unbefitting of her lofty status. "And the materials in the mountain, no matter if it's quality or quantity, are plentiful."
"That's true!" Zhu Yao nodded. "This piece of Black Ore is indeed a little small, and it's not enough to refine a sword. Then, let's go in and choose a larger piece of Black Ore."
"…" Can you let go of this Black Ore, hey?
Zhu Yao however had already entered the mountain in a flash. She did not have much interest in high-grade materials. With the way she was courting death, no matter how good the materials were, they would all be wasted. As for weapons, they were fine as long as they were convenient to use.
Black Ore was a commonly seen material. After walking for a distance, she found a piece of suitable size. Just as she was about to reach out her hand to pick up that piece of Black Ore, suddenly, a white round rock rolled over from the side, knocking away that piece of Black Ore, and appeared next to her hand.
Zhu Yao frowned, and did not think too much about it. She thought that it was because of the wind, and that it was just a coincidence. Hence, she took another two steps forward, and continued to pick up that piece of Black Ore. Just as she reached out her hand, that piece of white rock once again rolled over. With a 'pa' sound, it knocked away the Black Ore once again.
"…"
Why did she feel that this rock was doing it on purpose? Zhu Yao frowned, and continued to pick up that piece of Black Ore in disbelief. As expected, that piece of white rock once again rolled over. This time, it collided with it even more ferociously, instantly knocking the Black Ore one to two meters away.
The white rock quietly stopped in her hand, looking as though it was telling her to hurry up and pick it up.
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