Chapter 51-Opportunity?
Luo Hongyi's ruthless method of using poison to break the pill and attack Yu Rui was like dropping a depth bomb on Wanxiantai, and the aftermath lasted for a long time.
The covetousness of Burning Sky Valley, the resentment of Danxia Sect, and the humiliation of Tianjian Sect were all temporarily suppressed by this bloody and bizarre victory, turning into a deeper undercurrent.
The atmosphere in the "Dingzimo" area was filled with a touch of awe amidst the enthusiasm - towards the enchanting cook, and even more so towards the unfathomable nuclear arsenal on the "broken ship" of Guixu Sect.
The next few qualifying matches seemed somewhat lackluster compared to the previous performance of Guixu Sect.
Tiangongmen's Skillful Puppet vs. Baihua Valley's Ten Thousand Flowers Poison Formation:
The cultivators of the Tiangong Sect controlled three exquisite Jindan-level puppets, their movements swift, their coordination exquisite, and their attacks tricky. Meanwhile, the female cultivators of the Baihua Valley set up a maze of layered, colorful poisonous flowers, their fragrance piercing the bones and their pollen bewitching the soul.
The two sides fought back and forth, but in the end, the Tiangong Sect, relying on the puppets' fearlessness, forcibly broke through the core of the poison formation, winning a narrow victory at the cost of two puppets being scrapped. The scene was magnificent and extraordinary...
Xuanjian Sect's Ice Soul Cold Light vs. Lieyang Valley's Burning Sky Fire:
It was a visual feast of ice and fire. The stern swordsman of the Xuanjian Sect unleashed a cold wave, frost forming halfway around the summit platform. His sword energy was like ten-thousand-year-old black ice, freezing everything in sight.
The monks from Lieyang Valley were engulfed in raging flames, with fireballs, fire walls, and roaring fire dragons, turning half of the arena into a furnace.
Ice and fire collided, steam filled the air, and a roar continued. Finally, the cultivator from Lieyang Valley, relying on a faint understanding of the laws of fire, seized a tiny gap in his opponent's spiritual power and, with a single, dangerous attack of burning himself, melted through the ice and blasted his opponent out of the arena. The battle was fierce, the elemental clash magnificent, but it lacked the sharpness and subversiveness of the Guixu Sect's one-hit kill.
In the intervals between fierce or stalemate battles, the Guixu Sect’s camp was not peaceful either.
A middle-aged cultivator wearing a deacon robe with red and gold trim from the Burning Sky Valley and with an arrogant look on his face, accompanied by two law enforcement officers with cold auras, ignored the awed gazes of the cultivators in the "Ding Zi Mo Deng" area and walked straight to the Guixu Sect camp.
His eyes, filled with scrutiny and a sense of superiority, swept over the tilted wreckage of the "KeCP", Xie Zhao who was regulating his breathing, Luo Hongyi who was sorting out the poison bottles, Tie Niu who was gnawing on stones, Su Tang who was commentating on the live broadcast, and finally landed on Chu Linyuan who was sitting cross-legged at the edge of the camp.
"In compliance with the decree of His Majesty Lieyang," the deacon's voice was resounding, carrying unquestionable authority, "Guixu Sect's Chu Linyuan and Xie Zhao are both exceptionally gifted and possess exceptional combat prowess. Burning Sky Valley values their talents, and has granted you a chance to rise to prominence.
After tomorrow's ranking battle, follow me aboard the Scarlet Phoenix Ship to meet the Venerable. A great fortune will be bestowed upon you! This is your unparalleled honor, so don't let yourself be fooled!
These words were spoken as if it were a gift, with an air of almsgiving arrogance, as if being noticed by Burning Sky Valley was a great blessing from heaven.
The camp fell silent instantly.
Luo Hongyi's fingers paused as she was tidying up the poison bottle, her red lips curled up in an icy arc.
Xie Zhao opened his eyes, a sarcastic smile on his weak face.
The iron ox stopped gnawing on the stone, its huge body tensed, and the horns on its head gleamed faintly.
Su Tang's live commentary came to an abrupt halt, and her psychic eyes looked at the person who came vigilantly.
Even the rabbit in Bai Xiaolu's arms bared its teeth.
Chu Linyuan slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the deacon of Fentian Valley with his cold eyes. There was no emotion, only cold indifference.
The red tassels around his waist remained motionless, but the aura around him seemed to become heavier in an instant, like the dead silence before a snowstorm.
"Fortune?" Xie Zhao's weak voice rang out with undisguised sarcasm. He struggled to stand, but Tie Niu held him down. "Does Guigu's 'fortune' mean being studied like raw materials, or being squeezed dry like a furnace? We in the Burial God Abyss are tough and picky, and I'm afraid we can't handle this 'great honor'!"
"How dare you!" The steward's face darkened, and he shouted sternly, "How dare you speak ill of His Majesty! Burning Heaven Valley recruits you because you're a bunch of idiots from the Burial God Abyss! Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit!"
The two law enforcement officers behind him had their hands on the standard long swords with flame patterns burning on their waists. A hot breath spread out, carrying a warning.
At this moment, a calm and peaceful voice interrupted:
"Fellow Daoist from Burning Sky Valley, why are you so angry?"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Mo Chen from Xingyun Pavilion standing not far away. He was still wearing the same star-spangled robe, holding a star-lit scroll, and his temperament was as calm as the deep sea.
His deep gaze swept across the deacon of Fentian Valley, then fell on Chu Linyuan and Xie Zhao, and finally paused for a moment on the photo stone that Su Tang was holding up excitedly.
"The fellow Daoists of Guixu Sect have their own paths, and they cannot be forced." Mo Chen's voice carried a strange soothing power, as if he were stating a predetermined trajectory. "I admire Venerable Lieyang's love for talent. But when it comes to fate, the celestial orbit has its own arrangements. A forced melon is not sweet."
The Burning Heaven Valley deacon looked at Mo Chen, his brows furrowed slightly. Though the Xingyun Pavilion was low-key and mysterious, its depth was unfathomable, and its deduction techniques even made Burning Heaven Valley quite wary. Mo Chen stepped forward at this moment, his attitude calm, but the protective tone in his words was self-evident.
"Hmph! Xingyun Pavilion is also trying to meddle in the affairs of my Burning Sky Valley?" The deacon snorted coldly, his tone softening slightly but still firm. "This matter concerns the decree of the Venerable. You can't decide it alone! Guixu Sect, take care of yourself! After tomorrow, we will know who is the dragon and who is the worm!"
He coldly dropped the ultimatum and stormed off with two law enforcement officers, leaving the camp in a depressing silence.
Mo Chen nodded slightly to everyone in Guixu Sect, and his gaze swept over Su Tang again. There seemed to be starlight flowing in his deep eyes. Then he turned and left without saying anything more.
"Bah! You look down on people!" Luo Hongyi spat, stroking the poison bottle with his fingertips.
"Fentian Valley... wants to capture Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother?" Tie Niu said in a muffled voice, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.
Xie Zhao's face was gloomy: "It seems that the old man is targeting us...trouble."
Chu Linyuan closed his eyes again, as if he had just brushed off a fly. Only the Frost Silence Sword at his knees emitted an extremely low, yet icy, humming sound.
Su Tang's photo stone faithfully recorded all of this. Her face was tense, and her psychic eyes flashed with thought: "Burning Sky Valley is recruiting?
Threat? Mo Chen from Xingyun Pavilion... Why did he speak for us? He even looked at me several times..." She keenly felt that the appearance of this mysterious astrologer seemed to foreshadow greater changes.
After a brief conflict, qualifying continued.
Finally, the light screen above the arena lit up with the match information that once again caught the attention of the Guixu Sect:
Number Five: White Deer (Moon-Eating Rabbit) of Guixu Sect vs. Fairy Miaoyin of Hunying Pavilion!
"Little Deer! Bunny! It's your turn!" Su Tang instantly threw the threat from Fentian Valley behind her and jumped up excitedly, "Come on! Let that piano player see what a 'dimensional stomach' is!"
Xie Zhao smiled weakly: "Little Deer, don't be nervous, let the rabbit eat as much as it wants!"
Luo Hongyi patted Bai Xiaolu's shoulder for once: "Go ahead, if you can't win, poison him, and I'll support you." She handed Bai Xiaolu an inconspicuous little sachet.
Tie Niu waved his fist: "Whoever bullies you, I will crush him!"
Although Chu Linyuan did not open his eyes, the aura around him relaxed slightly for a moment.
Bai Xiaolu nodded calmly, without a trace of nervousness or excitement in his clear eyes.
She whispered, "Rabbit, are you hungry?" The Moon-Eating Rabbit's ruby eyes lit up instantly, and it let out an excited "gurgling" sound from its throat towards the stage.
A man and a rabbit, amid countless gazes of curiosity, contempt, or expectation, walked onto the highly anticipated podium.
Their opponent, Fairy Miaoyin of the Soul Sound Pavilion, had already been sitting in the center of the stage.
She wore a simple, elegant long dress with flowing sleeves, cradling a seven-stringed guqin, the "Qing Xin Yin," which emanated a gentle, spiritual light. Her aura was ethereal and otherworldly, like a fairy untouched by the mundane world. She looked at the white deer approaching the stage and the harmless, even adorable, snow-white rabbit in her arms, a subtle flicker of contempt and pity in her eyes.
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