Daoist Competition

Zhang Yan held the Broken Jade in his hand, his heart and spirit immersed in it, meticulously deducing.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, three Great Dao pathways branched out, painstakingly deduced with his effort, leading towards the proper path of the Wood Element True Light Technique’s Dharma technique.

At this moment, his body suddenly trembled, one of the Great Dao pathways collapsed with a roar, leaving only the final two.

As long as he severed one more pathway, he could completely backtrack and uncover this secret technique.

Just as he was about to continue deducing, a rush of spiritual mechanism surged within, and with a sense of intuition, he immediately collected his heart and spirit, withdrew from the Broken Jade, waved the Little Pot Mirror, its surface like water rippling with waves. Only then did he understand what had happened and laughed, "So Luo Daoist has also refined medicine and condensed pills, stepping into this realm."

At this moment in the grand hall, Luo Xiao was filled with unsuppressable joy, her cheeks flushed as if she had drunk fine wine, her charming face near intoxicated, akin to blooming flowers, vividly beautiful. Though without adornments, she radiated a magnificent and brilliant appearance.

Seeing her in such a state, Zhang Yan knew she had only just solidified her pill, vitality surging vigorously around her.

Just as when he first solidified his pill, he had the urge to leap and soar into the skies, travelling the great expanse, it was the same reasoning.

It wasn’t just a joyful heart realm, but also the cause of exuberant vitality within, cultivators only need to gently circulate their Golden Core, and in just a few days, their manner will return to normal.

Zhang Yan stood up, opened the Array Gate, stepped through, and arrived at the main hall, loudly laughing, "Luo Daoist has achieved the Hua Dan realm, with a lifespan of 600 years, a great joy and congratulation, I must offer a gift to celebrate."

Luo Xiao, still immersed in the joy of breaking through, saw Zhang Yan come to congratulate and joyfully returned the gesture, "I am unworthy of the Elder’s congratulations; today’s fruit comes not solely from the Elder’s assistance?"

Upon stepping into the Hua Dan realm, a cultivator’s lifespan is generally 600 years, yet this varies by individual—some longer, some shorter.

A Xuan Guang Realm cultivator only has a lifespan of about 300 years. Before meeting Zhang Yan, Luo Xiao had cultivated for 200 years, staring down dwindling years, and concealed within was anxiety and restlessness. Now that her cultivation had reached a Perfect Realm, stepping finally into the Hua Dan realm, how could she not be overjoyed?

Zhang Yan smiled, "It’s not a grand gift, fellow Daoist, please don’t disdain it."

With a flick of his sleeve, twelve Dharma Swords flew out from his Sleeve Bag, each connected head to tail, forming a circle, hovering mid-air. For the moment, a chilling Sword Qi emanated, its cold light penetrating the skin.

These twelve Dharma Swords were obtained by Zhang Yan from Xiao Mousui’s Sleeve Bag—the Baoyang Institute of the Mingcang Sect made them. Though not top-grade Dharma Treasures, they were unmatched in sharpness, ordinary Magic Artifacts could not compare.

Luo Xiao saw an influx of Treasure Qi around the twelve Dharma Swords, emitting cold glows of clear brilliance, and immediately showed a look of astonishment and delight.

She reached out a finger, the swords were drawn down, and upon another hand wave, they harmonized with a clear sound, forming a single sword, which she took in her hand.

When Zhang Yan first acquired this sword, he had never tried it out and did not expect such a transformation; after a brief pause, he chuckled, "Luo Daoist, it seems this object is truly fated for you; you ought to have it."

The mana on the Dharma Swords had already been erased by Zhang Yan, allowing Luo Xiao to easily refine it, wielding it with ease. As she practiced, guiding the sword to fly back and forth, it perfectly followed her will; seeing this, her expression couldn’t help but reveal joy, saying, "Elder, I will shamelessly accept this gift from you."

At this time, several of Zhang Yan’s disciples, having heard the commotion, emerged from their Cultivation Cave Mansions to gather in the grand hall. The Wang Sisters, with envious glances, stepped forward with a bow to congratulate, "Miss Luo, congratulations."

Jiang Zheng likewise approached with a smile to offer congratulations, while Tian Kun, not skilled in words, simply clasped his hands in salute as a sign of celebration, of which Luo Xiao, knowing his nature, was not concerned.

Shang Shang had been in contact with Luo Xiao the earliest and was also a Demon Cultivator like her. They shared the best relationship within the Cave Mansion and was heartfelt in her happiness for Luo Xiao. After everyone’s congratulatory greetings, she then approached, stating, "Sister, I congratulate you."

Seeing her, Luo Xiao’s lovely eyes turned, grabbing her wrist, pulling her to Zhang Yan, playfully saying, "Elder, Sister Shang is gentle and has no desires nor demands, yet over these years, she has managed the household affairs for you. Though there may not have been great achievements, she has labored hard. Today, I ask for a favor for her, asking Elder to grant her a superior cultivation method to aid in her early success."

After her Transformation, Shang Shang had no Upper Grade cultivation method to practice; seeing others in the residence able to cultivate and seek the Dao, she couldn’t help but feel envious, though she knew her Demoness origins, she held no grand expectations. Now, with Luo Xiao suddenly making a request, she found herself at a loss, somewhat anxious and perturbed, "Elder, this, sister, you..."