Daoist Competition

A flickering tunneling light returned from Hun Cheng Sect’s peak as Xie Ke Ming descended lightly like a feather from the clouds, landing on the Yuxiao Sect’s Dharma Platform.

He shook his sleeves, approached Zhou Huang, and bowed, saying, "Senior Brother Zhou, I am fortunate not to disgrace my mission."

His journey was rather easy, as Lu Muqiu from Hun Cheng Sect was obviously not willing to contend with him, merely engaging in a few bouts before withdrawing, thus he smoothly returned with the token talisman.

Zhou Huang nodded, expressing approval, "Junior Brother, well done. Once Qing Yun returns, our Yuxiao Sect will possess Three Talismans."

Turning to the horizon, Xie Ke Ming said, "It’s been some time, yet hasn’t Senior Sister Zhou decided the outcome with Zhang Yan?"

With a laugh, Zhou Huang said, "Qing Yun has already trapped Zhang Yan in a small realm with the ’Yun Han One Breath Sky’ method. Even with a Flying Sword, escape is difficult. We’ve secured half the victory; however, this man’s Daoist Cultivation is considerable. Qing Yun won’t capture him swiftly, Junior Brother, just wait with patience."

Xie Ke Ming thought carefully and realized this was indeed the case.

No matter what, Zhang Yan is one of the Mingcang Sect’s Top Ten Disciples, incomparable to those Loose Cultivator sects. Although Zhou Qingyun is adept in both Divine Passage Skill and Daoist Skill, it indeed is challenging to overcome this person in a short time.

Yet despite this, his face couldn’t help but show a hint of worry.

Zhou Huang glanced at him meaningfully and smiled, "Regarding you and Qing Yun, once the swordfight concludes and we return to the mountain, I can ask the elder from the clan to mediate."

The Zhou and Xie families have been allies for generations, with many disciples forming Daoist couples. Xie Ke Ming’s feelings for Zhou Qingyun are clear to anyone. He is indeed outstanding among the Xie Family’s disciples, hence Zhou Huang values him greatly, wishing to contribute to this union.

Xie Ke Ming was initially stunned, then delighted, bowing deeply in gratitude, "Then I thank Senior Brother first."

Zhou Huang smiled, nodded, and reached out to pat his shoulder as a sign of closeness.

Meanwhile, in another place, Huo Xuan watched as the two have been fighting without emerging, his complexion becoming serious.

Earlier, he saw Zhou Qingyun use Great Divine Power, sensing this fight had a deeper context, not merely for talisman contest.

Zhou Qingyun’s participation in the Sword Fighting Conference indicates a high status within her clan, and Zhang Yan, though titled as a Yao Yin Supreme Elder, is actually one of Mingcang Sect’s Top Ten Disciples. An accident with either is a troublesome matter.

At this moment, not only are they watching the situation, but so are disciples from Ten Sects, Six Sects, and thousands of cultivators in Chengyuan Gorge awaiting their outcome.

Nearly half an hour later, a muffled thunder rolled over the blue sky, and everyone focused intently, unable to resist looking up.

A moment later, a line of clear white light appeared from Heavenly Cloud, waves of spiritual energy rolled by, and glaring beams scattered everywhere. Then Zhang Yan descended from the clouds, using the blue sky as a curtain, his robe fluttering, untouched by dust.

What surprised everyone was that though the fight involved two, only he appeared.

Zhou Huang’s complexion suddenly changed, his expression puzzled and uncertain.

Elder Ying Ya couldn’t help but stand up, shock showing in his eyes,

Xie Ke Ming looked around, seeing no trace of Zhou Qingyun, growing anxious. He couldn’t hold himself back, swiftly rising with tunneling light, chasing Zhang Yan to Yao Yin Sect’s peak, shouting loudly, "Zhang Yan, where is my Senior Sister?"

Zhang Yan stopped upon hearing and turned, calmly saying, "Ah, it’s Master Xie. To be honest, your Senior Sister has become a ghost under my sword."

Xie Ke Ming’s eyes widened in disbelief, pointing at Zhang Yan, trembling, "You, say that again..."

With a steady expression, Zhang Yan remained silent.

Xie Ke Ming’s expression twisted, roaring, "You dare kill a disciple of Yuxiao Sect?"

With a calm demeanor, Zhang Yan said, "Since our sects employ methods in fighting and contesting talismans, casualties are inevitable. Daoist Xie, why do you act so surprised, losing your dignity?"

"You speak so lightly!"

Appearing incredibly angry and sorrowful, Xie Ke Ming struck his chest repeatedly, gasping multiple times, and when he looked up again, his eyes were blood-red, seething as he said, "Fine, then I’ll learn from you, see what skills you possess, True Master Zhang!"

After speaking, he shouted loudly, the Gang Cloud above suddenly released a bundle of light, an instant pure Jade Pearl rose up, hanging in mid-air, emitting hundreds of beams like silver arrows gold arrows.