Seeing that the others were still hesitant, Zu An added, "If Wu Xiaofan and Shi Dingtian were to truly be defeated by Qiu Honglei, and if they were to become the number one in the Daoist sect, wouldn't they be ridiculed to death by the Demonic Sect?"
Hearing him say this, the Taoists all realized their mistake and lost all desire to compete.
And so, Pei Mianman won first place in this Taoist competition in a daze. Perhaps because it was not a real competition, the award ceremony was rather quiet.
The reaction was not as enthusiastic as expected. Many disciples were not convinced that Pei Mianman had won first place. She had fought against only this one strong opponent from beginning to end. Which of the other chief disciples hadn't fought hard all the way?
He felt the resentment coming from all directions, which only made him more resentful. However, he thought about it again and realized that the only match he had lost was against the champion of that year, so it didn't seem so hard to accept.
At the awards ceremony, Wang Wuxie distributed various rare and precious prizes to the top ten contestants. Although those items were very valuable, they did not hold much appeal for Zu'an at the moment.
Knowing that the Daoist sect had handed over the wordless heavenly book to the Biluo Palace, Zu An took a few more glances at it.
The book was plain on the outside, made of some unknown material, and even looked like a stone carving. With his current divine sense, he could perceive the vicinity of Pei Mianman.
There wasn't a single word on that book, but the whole thing had a mysterious rhythm.
He thought he'd find an opportunity to take a closer look and see if he could find anything.
In contrast, the other Taoist sects reacted much calmer. After all, the wordless book had been circulating in the Taoist sects for thousands of years, and countless brilliant people had failed to decipher its secrets. Many even suspected that the book originally had no secrets at all.
The young monk, who was abstaining from lust, asked the old monk beside him, "Master, do you know the secret of the Daoist wordless heavenly book?"
"If I knew, I would be the leader of the Taoist sect," the Master Jianhuang said irritably, seemingly annoyed that his disciple had asked such a stupid question.
"Does our Buddhist school have something comparable to the Taoist 'Book Without Words'?" Monk Jiese gazed at the distant book with immense envy.
“Of course there is. The Palm Leaf Sutra is on par with the Taoist Book of Wordless Heaven,” Master Jianhuang’s face suddenly darkened. “It’s just a pity that even I have only heard of it and have never seen the real thing. I’m afraid there is no Buddhist disciple in the world who has actually seen it.”
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