Chapter 500 Ni Cailin
Time flies, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
This year, Ning Daoran is 385 years old. His golden elixir is becoming more and more full, and it seems that he is only one step away from forming an infant.
He has already begun to plan for condensing the infant. If it really doesn't work, he will return to Bailong Mountain and condense the infant on that fourth-level spiritual vein. With the protection of Dabenlu, Xiaobai and others, it is relatively safer.
There is another big event about to happen this year.
Fulong Sect Competition! It is said that this competition is hosted by Fulong Sect’s ancestor Li Bin himself, and the disciples participating in the competition cover three sects, including Fulong Sect, Fengxue Tower, and the Li family of Yulongfang City. Disciples from all three families can participate.
The winner will receive the sect's treasure, the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword! As soon as this news was released, Fulong Sect and Fengxue Tower were extremely shocked!
In particular, Han Liang and Bai Feiyu, the two best young rookies, are strong contenders for the top spot. Once they control the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword, it means they will be able to obtain the maximum amount of resources from the two sects, and they will have a great chance to become the masters of the three veins in the future.
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On this day, the competition was about to begin, and Ning Daoran was invited to watch the ceremony. Moreover, as a disciple of Longwei Peak, Li Yinping was naturally qualified to participate. However, she was only in the late foundation building stage and could not be compared with Han Liang, Bai Feiyu and other geniuses in the sect. At most, she could only participate.
In the early morning, the sky was filled with mist.
The Fulong Sect was packed with people, and many monks came to watch.
Ning Daoran was wearing a blue shirt and was accompanied by Li Yinping.
At this time, the streets of Fulong Sect were decorated with lights and were extremely lively. A canary was squatting on Li Yinping's shoulder, chirping, as if talking to Li Yinping.
In the world of immortal cultivation, some cultivators are gifted and are born with the ability to communicate with spirit beasts, and Li Yinping is one of them.
Ning Daoran smiled slightly and didn't bother to pay attention to her. He just watched the bustling scene on the street.
Soon after, the canary spread its wings and flew around Li Yinping. Suddenly, the laughter of the older girl echoed in the street like silver bells.
“Bang!”
Suddenly, a wisp of late Jindan aura surged.
When Ning Daoran looked up, he found that the canary had turned into a bloody rain! The one who did it was a female cultivator in a white dress. She was quite pretty, but her pretty face was full of hostility. She said angrily, "Where did this blind bird come from? How dare you offend me?"
"Little...little goldfinch..."
Li Yinping stood there blankly, looking at the canary that had turned into a pile of bones, blood and scattered feathers, and her eyes instantly turned red.
"Is it your spiritual bird?"
The female cultivator in white dress refused to give in. She came up and opened her five fingers to hit Li Yinping on the face: "The spirit bird has no eyes, and the master has no eyes either?"
"ah?!"
Li Yinping shuddered slightly, but her body was unable to move. The spiritual pressure from the woman in white dress was overwhelming and extremely aggressive.
“Bang!”
In mid-air, the hand of the female cultivator in white dress was halfway down when it was grabbed tightly by a hand like an iron clamp, and she could no longer move at all.
"My fellow Daoist, it's just a collision with a spirit bird, it shouldn't be so serious, right?"
Ning Daoran locked the other party's wrist tightly, and said calmly: "Besides, the spirit bird did not intend to hit you. Killing the spirit bird is already too much. Do you want to hurt others?"
"Who are you?!"
The female cultivator in the white dress had a look of rage on her face. She gritted her teeth and released all her magical power. Suddenly, the sword in its sheath clanged and was about to be unsheathed to kill someone.
“Bang!”
Ning Daoran raised his left hand and slapped it lightly. Suddenly, the magic sword that had just been unsheathed flew out, and with a "clang" sound, it pierced deeply into the rock wall beside him.
"Who are you?"
The female cultivator in white dress became angry and humiliated. She suddenly exerted force with her wrist to break Ning Daoran's grip. The sword intent around her gathered and she was ready to take action.
"Master Ning Fu!"
But at this moment, a voice came from behind the female cultivator in white dress. It was Bai Feiyu.
"White Fairy."
Ning Daoran slowly clasped his fists.
"Why, do you know Sister Ni?"
Bai Feiyu quickly stepped forward, took the wrist of the female cultivator in the white dress, and said, "What's going on? Sister Ni, this is Master Ning of Yulongfang City, an extremely powerful master of talismans whom I mentioned to you before."
"oh?"
The female cultivator in the white dress looked at him with contempt: "I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be Master Ning Fu. I hope Master Ning Fu will take good care of his concubine in the future and don't let her spirit bird fly around. It will easily cause trouble!"
"She is not my concubine."
Ning Daoran said calmly, "This is Miss Li, the daughter of Li Yuantong, the head of Longwei Peak and the owner of Yulongfang Market, and the eldest daughter of the Li family."
"snort……"
The female cultivator in white skirt glanced at Li Yinping and did not take this late foundation building cultivator seriously at all. Or rather, she did not even take Longwei Peak's master Li Yuantong seriously at all.
"A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."
Bai Feiyu quickly tried to smooth things over: "Master Ning Fu, Junior Sister Yin Ping, this is a good friend that Master invited to watch the ceremony. She is Sister Ni Cailin, the senior sister of the Yunmeng Sect of Xia Country. I didn't expect such a misunderstanding to occur. It's all my fault... I was delayed by some things in the building and came a little late..."
Li Yinping looked at the remains of the canary on the ground with red eyes, but could only swallow her anger: "Senior Sister Feiyu, it's okay... It was my canary that was ignorant and bumped into Sister Ni."
"never mind."
Ni Cailin said calmly: "This matter is indeed only Lingque's fault. It has nothing to do with you. There is no need to blame yourself."
As she said this, she glared at Ning Daoran fiercely.
A mere middle-stage Jindan cultivator actually dared to attack him. If he had not used his full strength just now, he would have definitely punished him severely.
Ning Daoran glanced at Ni Cailin indifferently and kept it in mind secretly.
Ni Cailin, the eldest senior sister of Yunmeng Sect.
If I remember correctly, Lin Man once mentioned this person. Ni Cailin was not very smart among the younger generation of disciples in Yunmeng Sect. She was much inferior to Lin Man and Chi Shan. However, this girl was good at flattery and was also useful to the sect master. She also often disrespected and insulted Lin Man and Chi Shan on a daily basis.
I hope she won't provoke me again, otherwise I will change into Jianjia Sanren's vest to help Lin Man avenge the arrow that hit her in the past! "What?"
Ni Cailin sneered, "Master Ning Fu, do you recognize me?"
"Not really."
Ning Daoran shook his head and smiled: "It's just that I once traveled to Xia Country and met a talented talisman master named Lin Man. Master Lin once mentioned to me that there was a senior sister named Ni Cailin, but I don't know if she is you, fellow Taoist?"
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"What?"
Ni Cailin's eyes were cold: "Master Ning Fu actually met that abandoned disciple? Where is she? Is she still in the territory of Xia Country? This traitor who betrayed her master and ancestors, if I meet her, I will definitely tear her into pieces!"
"Here I am."
Ning Daoran raised his lips and said, "But I heard that Master Lin Fu has already reached the Nascent Soul stage. If you, Daoist Fellow Ni, want to kill her, it may not be that easy."
"What?"
Ni Cailin was shocked and her face turned extremely ugly.
Ning Daoran was not interested in her inner drama at all, but the matter of Lin Man Ningying was indeed a very remarkable event for the Yunmeng Sect.
Moreover, Lin Man’s talent for cultivation is so strong that she may reach the middle or late Nascent Soul stage in the near future, or even have the opportunity to achieve Divine Transformation in the future. Given her temperament, once she achieves Divine Transformation, it will be a disaster for the old witch of Yunmeng Sect!
"Sister Ni, Master Ning Fu."
Bai Feiyu saw that the atmosphere was not right, so she smiled and said, "Let's go, the competition is about to start, and I have to prepare in advance."
"Um."
Ni Cailin nodded: "Fei Yu, your competition is the most important, let's go."
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Fulong Sect, top of the mountain.
A huge square stretches across the mountain, with a high platform in the middle. The platform is covered with prohibitions and surrounded by densely packed spectator seats. The Fulong Sect was once the ancestral land, so its foundation is naturally different. It is much stronger than the Fengxue Tower, and Longwei Peak is completely incomparable.
Ning Daoran and Li Yinping sat down in a corner. Although Li Yuantong was the master of Longwei Peak, it was very common for him to get a seat, which was enough to show how embarrassing his position was among the three peaks.
I'm afraid that any elder of the Fulong Sect or Fengxue Tower has a status comparable to Li Yuantong!
Ni Cailin and Bai Feiyu sat together in a prominent position in Fengxue Tower. From afar, Ni Cailin cast a glance at them with a look full of resentment, as if she wished to tear Ning Daoran into pieces.
"snort!"
Ning Daoran glanced back.
He has now seen the tip of the iceberg of the Yunmeng Sect's style. With someone like Ni Cailin as the first disciple, it is no wonder that Lin Man is incompatible with the Yunmeng Sect!
"Everyone!"
A figure descended from the sky, it was Li Bin.
When he landed on the high platform, a huge figure rose from above Li Bin's head. It was a Dharma image condensed from his Nascent Soul. He wore a tall hat and a wide belt, and looked like an immortal. He smiled and said, "We are hosting the Three Peaks Competition of the Fulong Sect. Welcome everyone to watch! Only the younger generation of disciples are eligible to participate in this competition. The winner will receive the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and a blood-stained sword that exuded the aura of a low-grade spiritual treasure appeared across his chest.
It is indeed the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword.
Ning Daoran frowned. He had already seen the power of this sword in the last battle in Dragon Cave.
"The competition begins immediately!"
Li Bin floated up and landed on the chief seat. Then an elder of the Fulong Sect came on stage and announced the list of candidates for the competition, including Bai Feiyu, Han Liang, Li Yinping and others.
There are sixteen people in total, carefully selected, and the weakest one may be Li Yinping.
Ning Daoran sat upright and watched the competition quietly.
There was nothing good to watch. The cultivation levels of these young disciples were so far behind that of the old demon Jianjia that they had no reference value at all.
In the first round, Li Yinping was indeed defeated by a senior brother from the Fulong Sect who was in the early Jindan stage, and returned back in a huff.
He sat down beside Ning Daoran with a "pa" sound, put his chin on his hands, and stopped talking.
Ning Daoran almost laughed out loud. How could he not afford to lose?
…
There was no suspense in this competition. Han Liang was in the upper half and made it all the way to the final battle, while Bai Feiyu in the lower half also made great progress and entered the final competition without any suspense.
Finally, the Holy Son of the Fulong Sect versus the Holy Maiden of the Fengxue Tower! Ning Daoran's eyes widened, gleaming with energy, as he began to look forward to this fight between two noobs.
(End of this chapter)