Daoist Competition

Miss Shan’s charming eyes rolled, and she laughed sweetly, saying: "I already know Senior Brother’s plan. Zhang Yan doesn’t know that we already understand the Entering Array Method. Once he’s in the array, he’ll feel protected by the Great Array and definitely let his guard down. At that moment, Brother Jin will strike from the side, and even if we can’t destroy him, we’ll certainly severely wound him."

Brother Jin laughed heartily and said: "Indeed, the girls of the Shan family are clever. By then, you two can enter the array to assist me, and we can slay him together!"

Zhao Xiong was quite indifferent. Since the two had agreed, that was good enough for him, so he said: "You both decide on the plan, and I’ll be there to exert my strength. Just let me know when we act."

Brother Jin said: "Don’t be anxious, Junior Brother Zhao. There are still a few words I need to discuss with Sister Shan."

Zhao Xiong couldn’t be bothered to listen to them, so he merely shook his mane and went to sleep, soon snoring loudly.

Brother Jin cupped his hands and said: "Miss Shan is most adept at stealth and concealment. I’m entrusting you with a task, which is to wait at Extreme Heaven to observe when Zhang Yan comes out daily and when he returns to the mountain. Once we have a clear picture, we can act."

Miss Shan praised: "I accept your orders, Brother Jin. Your handling of matters truly shows a high level of skill."

After hesitating for a moment, she asked: "Brother, do you have confidence in dealing with Zhang Yan alone?"

Initially, they didn’t consider the Xuanmen members seriously, but back then at Bixue Pond, both she and Jin Tanggong couldn’t take down Fang Hong.

Fang Hong wasn’t even among the top ten disciples, yet he was that formidable, which made Zhang Yan’s strength imaginable.

Although they have now reached the Nascent Soul level, the opponent’s cultivation is also at this level, so they can’t be underestimated.

Moreover, they are now considered disciples under that person, and not even Senior Brother Lv Junyang or another senior brother could defeat them together, which shows how extraordinary the true disciples of the Mingcang Sect are. Without the Great Demon Bloodline, one can’t even compare.

Brother Jin acted nonchalant, appearing very confident, saying: "Aside from me, there is no suitable candidate. Can we rely on that fool Zhao Xiong? Zhang Yan has just formed his Nascent Soul, and he likely hasn’t mastered many techniques yet. In direct confrontation, I may not be his match, but in terms of ambush, it’s my specialty."

Miss Shan thought it over and couldn’t come up with a better plan. Her eyes suddenly lit up as she took out a Dharma Talisman from her sachet, putting it into Brother Jin’s hand, saying: "Brother, this treasure was gifted to me by an elder of the Zhenluo Alliance to curry favor. It can protect and save a life in critical moments. Please accept it."

Brother Jin did not refuse, accepted it, and thanked her: "Once I obtain the Fish Drum, I will surely repay you."

Miss Shan secretly glanced at Zhao Xiong, who slept soundly, then moved closer and whispered: "Brother Jin, I don’t ask for much else. I heard there’s a treasure on that Kunyu, currently in Zhang Yan’s possession. If we capture him, could you give it to me?"

Brother Jin hesitated for a moment.

He had heard of this treasure, and for even the Lie Xuan Sect to send over a thousand men and two true masters to seize it, it must not be ordinary. He had a mind to meddle, and simply giving it to Miss Shan was something he was reluctant to do.

However, if he didn’t agree, the plan to surround and kill Zhang Yan might fail. He thought to himself, "I’ll agree for now and think of another way later." So he coughed lightly and said with a smile: "I was wondering what it was. It’s a small matter. Consider it done."

But Miss Shan was not easily fooled. She put on a delicate appearance, covering her heart and said: "Though Brother agreed, I’m still not assured. What should I do?"

Brother Jin cursed inwardly, and in helplessness, he swore an oath, which satisfied Miss Shan before she left contentedly.

However, neither of them realized that Zhao Brother, lying on the side, though snoring loudly, had his ears pricked up and his eyes wide open, revealing a deeply hidden crafty gleam.

Miss Shan took off and flew, reaching Kunyu before long. It was her first time here, and she marveled at the wonders of creation.

After an entire day, she circled this Flying Land Continent and determined a suitable hiding place.

Then, she stood in the air, waved her long water sleeves, releasing ornate clusters of clouds flying out, emitting sweet fragrance like blooming flower buds. They drifted into the Gang Wind and merged with it.

She smiled complacently, her delicate body spun, transforming into a pink radiance as she dove in.

This was an innate ability of hers, allowing her to blend into suitable floral mist to hide, making it difficult for even much more advanced cultivators to detect her at times.

Her hiding place was merely tens of miles away from Turtle Snake Mountain, and with her eyesight, she could see everything clearly.

As night passed and dawn broke, a golden light appeared, piercing through the Gang Wind and emitting a dazzling glow in the clouds.

Within the golden light stood a Mystic Robed Daoist, sitting calmly on a cloud, breathing Qi Cultivation, though the brilliance made their face obscure.

By the time the sun set in the evening, the golden light fell, disappearing along with the twilight.

For over ten days, this was the routine.

Miss Shan hid in the floral mist daily to observe, and once she understood Zhang Yan’s daily schedule, she quietly retreated to inform Brother Jin.

What she didn’t notice was that after she left, a hideous face peeked out from the clouds, watched her back, chuckled a few times, and then withdrew.

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