Daoist Competition

Chapter 1322: Chapter 48: Seven Emotions Hook Heart Spell

East Divine House, Tide Cliff. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Below the cliff, torrents surge a thousand feet, churning relentlessly as tidal sounds roar, echoing thunderously; before the reefs, white foam flies with the waves, coming all at once, leaping forward, all vying to be first.

Shao Zhongxiang, intentionally dressed anew today, wears the White Feather Crane Robe, Coiled Python Belt, Fish Eye Phoenix Tail Crown, and holds the Auspicious Cloud Jade Ruyi. Hidden behind his back are dual swords, one black and one white under heavenly light, aura concealed yet hinting at sharpness.

Han Wangke sits on a flat square stone. This Daoist rarely speaks, currently resting with closed eyes.

A disciple of the Longxiang Sect glances at the sun, whispers to a fellow disciple, "It’s almost time. Could it be that Zhang Daoist is afraid of Master and won’t come?"

Shao Zhongxiang casts a cold glance over, causing that disciple to shiver and instantly fall silent.

He shakes his head, fearing his sect might get implicated. For this duel, he only brought two generally disliked disciples and a child here. Both have shallow skills, unlike Luo Guang and others, who would never ask such foolish questions.

At this, Han Wangke’s expression subtly changes. He opens his eyes, looks skyward, and says deeply, "He’s coming."

Shao Zhongxiang also looks up, seeing in the distant sky a rainbow light bursting through the clouds. In an instant, an extraordinary Daoist appears in the Heavenly Vault, his sleeves fluttering, riding the Clear Qi Gang Wind, crossing space, and suddenly arriving nearby.

Shao Zhongxiang stands up, about to speak. At that moment, the sky changes again; after rumbling sounds, hundreds of tunneling lights emerge from the cloud canopy, radiant and intermingled, filling the sky with rainbow-colored hues.

He squints, realizing thirty-seven sects’ cultivators have arrived.

He stands with only a few people, unable to match them in momentum, completely overshadowed.

In his heart, he sighs. This is just Divine House alone, with such pomp. Years ago, as the Fengxiang Sword Sect Leader’s high disciple, there were thousands of direct disciples, hundreds of lower sects, tens of thousands of cultivators. With one decree from the Sect Leader, all cultivators must obey.

Witnessing such spectacles several times, he grew obsessed with power, yearning to enter the sect and master it. Yet, his swordsmanship was incomplete, unable to defeat elder disciples, and his demon body cultivation had no elder support. Thus, he traveled alone, and now returning, this Divine House Mountain shall be his stepping stone.

Thinking of this, his gaze gradually sharpens, anticipating winning the duel—wouldn’t these all fall into his hands?

Let you revel for a moment!

After hundreds of beams descend, Bai Jiyin steps forward, bows, and says to Zhang Yan, "True Master, may I speak with Shao Zhongxiang for a few words first?"

Zhang Yan nods, "Bai Sect Leader, as you wish."

Bai Jiyin steps forward, stopping ten steps from Shao Zhongxiang, watches for a while, then sharply asks, "Sect Leader Shao, rumors say you’ve allied with the Python Clan, intending to offer Divine House Mountain to aliens—is this true?"

With these words, several sects favorable to the E Mountain Sect promptly agree, creating a deafening clamor. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Shao Zhongxiang himself is an alien cultivator, the words akin to direct insults. Despite inner resentment, his expression remains unchanged, saying, "It’s merely a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Bai Jiyin sneers, "If you don’t explain clearly, wanting to duel Zhang True Master—I doubt we would agree."

Shao Zhongxiang, confident, says, "Indeed, I recruited several demon cultivators; however, this isn’t taboo. Zhongtai Sect’s Sect Leader recently issued a decree, allowing anyone to serve the sect regardless of origin, thus many demons have traveled to East Victory. My Longxiang Sect took advantage of the situation and recruited a few—is that strange?"

No smoke without fire, if he outright denied it, no one would believe. Instead, he chose a different explanation, well-prepared after much consideration, making a reasonable excuse.

Bai Jiyin currently lacks hard evidence, unable to catch Shao Zhongxiang’s weakness. The move merely aimed to suppress Shao’s arrogance a bit, not expecting to topple him entirely. Bai sneers coldly, stops speaking, bows to Zhang Yan, and retreats.

Since Zhang Yan’s arrival, he hasn’t focused on Shao Zhongxiang, but sensed Han Wangke sitting aside, surprisingly thinking, "That man’s spiritual breath flows like tides rising and falling, clearly possessing the aura of one who honed Xuanze Zhenmiao Shangdong Skill."

His disciple Liu Yan Yi cultivates this very technique, thus he’s quite familiar with such Qi Mechanism.