Zhang Xi was extremely shocked. He knew that the Palace Master of Biluo Palace, Wan Tongtian, was a well-known veteran expert of the Nine Sects of Taoism. He had been a Grandmaster for many years. The middle-aged Taoist nun next to him just now also had the aura of a Grandmaster. Two Grandmasters had actually come to participate in the sect competition. The foundation of Biluo Palace was so profound.

It should be noted that other sects usually send either their sect leader or an elder to lead the team. It is rare for more than two grandmasters to arrive together, since the sect needs to leave people behind to keep watch in case their stronghold is accidentally destroyed.

The fact that they can send out two Grandmasters so easily proves that there are at least two Grandmasters remaining at the main base.

Biluo Palace truly lives up to its reputation as one of the nine sects of Taoism, once thought to have declined, but it has recovered its vitality in just a few years.

"The Zhengyang Sect is really getting worse as it gets older!" Wan Tongtian reprimanded coldly. If it weren't for the fact that this was Zishan, he probably would have already lost his temper.

At the same time, the scene of Pei Mianman's first arrival at Biluo Palace flashed through her mind. Back then, the disciples in the palace were not much better off than they are now.

If I weren't averse to women, I probably would have been captivated by this young lady back then.

Moreover, she is a disciple of the Fire Spirit.

He glanced subconsciously at the middle-aged Taoist nun not far away, his expression a mixture of emotions, and finally he sighed inwardly.

Zhang Xi and the others trembled with fear. Although they were considered outstanding among their peers, what were they compared to a Grandmaster? They couldn't utter a single word.

"I originally thought that with the resources of Zishan and the imperial court, the younger generation of the Zhengyang Sect must be incredibly powerful, but now it seems they are nothing special." At this moment, a young man next to Wan Tongtian sneered, with an arrogant look on his face. His appearance was somewhat similar to Wan Tongtian's, and he was obviously his son.

However, Wan Tongtian looked quite old, while his son seemed a bit younger.

Although young, he was like a sharp sword, his gaze so piercing that it felt like a knife cutting into many of the disciples around him.

Hearing him insult the sect, Zhang Xi cursed himself for being too out of line, and then mustered his courage to say, "I am naturally not worth mentioning as an incompetent disciple, but my senior brothers are ten or a hundred times more capable than me."

At the same time, I was extremely shocked. The other party was clearly younger than me, so why did I feel that his cultivation level was above mine?

A few years ago, I heard that the Palace Master of Biluo Palace had a genius son named Wan Guiyi, who at a young age dominated the entire younger generation of the sect. I suppose that must be him.

"Ten or a hundred times better than you?" Wan Guiyi sneered, clearly not believing such nonsense. "Of all your fellow disciples, only Wu Xiaofan is passable. I came here this time to see if he is as powerful as the legends say."

Zhang Xi's expression turned solemn: "I'm sure my senior brother won't disappoint you."

Wu Xiaofan is the chief disciple of Woyun Peak and also the personal disciple of the sect leader Wang Wuxie.

Logically speaking, there should be fierce competition between the peaks of a sect, and their relationships with each other should not be very good.

For example, the chief disciples of the other peaks of Zishan, although they wouldn't be beaten to a pulp, are often compared to each other, so their relationships aren't very good.

But there was only one exception: the eldest brother, Wu Xiaofan. Everyone respected him and didn't even feel the slightest bit of jealousy.

Because he was too strong and had a good character.

If someone is slightly better than you, you will strive to catch up and may even feel jealous. But if someone is much, much better than you, you will only feel admiration. This is the case with Senior Brother Wu Xiaofan. Not only in the Zhengyang Sect, but also in the entire Daoist sect, he is showing signs of becoming the number one among the younger generation.

Wan Guiyi looked towards the highest peak of Zishan Mountain, a strong fighting spirit rising in his eyes: "I hope so!"

Next, Zhang Xi arranged for his disciples to lead them up to the Reception Hall. After seeing them off, the group finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that their backs were soaked with cold sweat.

The pressure from a Grandmaster is terrifying!

Soon, several fellow disciples began to whisper among themselves: "That nun was terrifying. We only glanced at her disciple a few times, and it felt like she would have killed us if we weren't here in Zishan."

Zhang Xi said, "That's Abbess Huo Ling from Yanxia Peak of Biluo Palace. She's known for her volatile temper and immense strength. Legend has it that she and Senior Wan were once fellow disciples, but for some unknown reason, they fell out and even competed for the position of Palace Master of Biluo Palace. In the end, Senior Wan won by a hair and became the Palace Master, while she became the Peak Master of Yanxia Peak, the second peak of Biluo Palace. In terms of both status and strength, she was no less than the Palace Master of Biluo Peak."

He was the chief disciple of Guanxin Peak, and his understanding of Taoism was much greater than that of ordinary disciples.

"I see, no wonder it was so fierce."

"I think her apprentice is even fiercer."

"Yes, yes, yes, it really is too fierce!"

...

Meanwhile, on their way up the mountain, the group from Biluo Palace had Wan Tongtian and his son walking in front, while Master Huoling and her apprentice followed far behind. The disciple from Zhengyang Sect leading the way secretly clicked his tongue in amazement, thinking that the internal relations within Biluo Palace seemed rather strained.

Wan Tongtian glanced back and saw that Master Huoling had deliberately fallen so far behind. He couldn't help but frown slightly, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He waved his hand, instantly creating a protective aura around himself, before turning to the boy beside him and saying, "Guiyi, do you know why your father gave you this name?"

The young man nodded: "This is a record in our Taoist classics, 'The mysterious gives birth to all things, and all things return to one.' I understand that my father has high hopes for me."

Wan Tongtian nodded with satisfaction: "I named you after what is said in the ancient Taoist texts, and naturally I hope that you will represent Taoism in the future. Back then, my Biluo Palace was the most outstanding of the nine sects of Taoism. Unfortunately, it had already declined when I took over. I cannot let Biluo Palace continue to decline in my hands. In recent years, I have worked hard to rebuild Biluo Palace. Although its strength has recovered, it is still far from its heyday."

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