Free Web NovelHeaven smiled upon them; today was a sunny day.
Below Qingyuan Main Peak, various convoys streamed in like rivers flowing into the sea, with stewards maintaining order everywhere.
It was a grand spectacle.
Everywhere showcased the prestige of Ziyang Prefecture as the leader of the three Sects.
“So lively?”
Li Mo lifted the curtain of his carriage, surveying the scene outside.
He had only descended the mountain for one mission until now, not truly having entered the Jianghu.
Lao Ba, who was driving the carriage, chuckled, “Our Qingyuan Sect’s Nine Peaks Martial Meet is a stage for the younger generation of our Sect to display their strength. Smaller Sects from the surrounding areas, as well as the other two major Sects, naturally send people to observe.”
“So that’s how it is.”
Li Mo nodded, now roughly understanding the reason for the Nine Peaks Martial Meet’s liveliness.
New replacing old, the new generation would eventually become the mainstays of the School, representing the future strength of the Sect.
Strength represented status, dictating how other Sects should conduct themselves in the future.
Moreover, not long ago, a massive anomaly appeared in the Qingyuan Sect, with auspicious glows illuminating the sky.
Many people had come with the intention of investigating the truth.
As Lao Ba spoke, he pointed forward: “That’s the Burning Jade Forest’s contingent. The one leading them is one of their six Chief Elders.”
Li Mo looked in the direction he indicated.
Not many people came from the Burning Jade Forest, only a dozen or so, but their presence was significant. Their Disciples were all dressed extraordinarily, and the weapons they carried were all famous artifacts, clearly distinguishing them from the smaller School members around them.
A white-robed Disciple stood at the forefront with his hands behind his back, a faint arrogance in his eyes.
Lao Ba explained upon seeing this: “The Burning Jade Forest is in the western part of Ziyang Prefecture, and a portion of their School borders the Central Divine Continent, so some of their Disciples come from extraordinary backgrounds.”
“What about over there?”
Li Mo asked again.
Lao Ba glanced over, chuckling, “That’s the Crimson Whale Gang.”
“They are the largest Gang in Ziyang Prefecture and are also well-known in the Eastern Wasteland Region. On the surface, their strength is at the bottom of the three Sects, but there are many hidden depths within them, and things are very complicated.”
The Crimson Whale Gang’s side was much livelier.
They had more or less connections with smaller Schools, and a flurry of embraces and greetings was inevitable.
Upon hearing this, Li Mo nodded slightly.
He narrowed his eyes.
The leader was a Crimson Whale Gang branch master, but what caught Li Mo’s attention was not him, but the blood-robed youth beside him.
This youth gave him a strange feeling.
But before he could activate his Tianming Divine Eye, his vision was blocked by a familiar figure.
The Ziyang Prefecture Lord.
That Prefecture Lord, with whom he had met once before, began conversing with the leading branch master.
The carriage also started moving.
Before long, they had already reached the halfway point of Qingyuan Main Peak.
“Good luck, Baby Disciple.”
Shang Wu yawned and rose, lightly floating onto the high platform.
There, the Chief Elders were already seated, and a few extra seats were prepared for guests from other Sects who had come to watch the battles.
Shangguan Wencang sat in the center, casting his gaze.
Upon seeing Ying Bing, a strong look of anticipation flashed in his eyes.
It wasn't just the Sect Master who looked over.
Many pairs of eyes in the arena also looked over at this moment.
Shangguan Wencang’s only Disciple, the acknowledged next Qingyuan Sect Master, and someone of outstanding talent among his peers.
With numerous envy-inducing halos, coupled with her high-mountain snow lotus, self-admiring temperament, it was difficult for her to be ignored.
“?”
Xiao Li frowned.
His senses were keen, and he naturally detected many unfriendly gazes, treating him as an eyesore.
Who told him he was the only one standing beside Ying Bing?
And he had also obtained the Chixiao Sword, which matched Heavenly Frost.
Facing those gazes.
Xiao Li’s lips twitched: “Ying Bing, I brought some tea leaves. Want some?”
“That would be nice.”
Ying Bing loved drinking tea, regardless of the tea leaves’ value.
With delicate hands, she took the tea set and began brewing skillfully, her movements quick and pleasing to the eye, beautiful like a painting, captivating countless onlookers.
“Tsk.”
Li Mo picked up a small cup of Longjing tea.
Those gazes became even more unfriendly; if gazes could cause harm, he would have been instantly riddled with holes.
He savored a sip, praising, “It still tastes best when you brew it.”
At this moment, the voice of the Qingyuan Sect Master came: “Today is the Nine Peaks Martial Meet, so I will keep my remarks brief.”
“Fellow colleagues, heroes and champions, our Qingyuan Sect’s purpose in holding this Martial Meet primarily focuses on the following key points...”
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An hour later.
The aged voice on the high platform finally slowed down, still seemingly reluctant to stop.
The Sect Master was usually taciturn, so it seemed he saved all his words for occasions like this.
“Alright, that’s enough for now.”
Shangguan Wencang nodded gently, signaling the start of the next segment.
Primarily, if he continued speaking, not many people in the arena would listen; they would all fall asleep.
The next segment was drawing lots.
Qian Bufan had the stewards collect all the participating Disciples’ waist tokens, placed them into the bronze ox in the arena, and then channeled his Qi to strike the ox’s back.
A metallic clanging sound echoed, and then the bronze beast spat out two waist tokens.
He looked at them and announced loudly: “Xiao Qin versus Xie Lan’ai.”
The first match is Senior Brother Xiao?
Li Mo looked up at the stage.
Lao Xiao’s aura was stronger than what Li Mo had seen a few days ago, clearly indicating a Breakthrough in his martial arts. At this moment, he carried a broken sword on his back, his expression resolute, exuding a tough and determined demeanor.
His opponent was also not simple.
The woman had excellent facial features, but her cheekbones were quite high, adding a touch of sharpness to her already cold expression.
Li Mo activated his Tianming Divine Eye to observe.
【Name: Xie Lan’ai】
【Age: 23】
【Bone Structure: Plum Breaking Hand.】
【Realm: Inner Breath Jade Liquid Realm.】
【Destiny: Blue with a hint of gray】
【Evaluation: Luoxia Peak’s true Disciple, with potential to take over a peak in the future. She has an Inner Demon Tribulation in her destiny, and due to her personality, she is prone to extreme and poisonous emotions.】
【Recent Encounters: Learned that Senior Brother Yin Huacheng, whom she admires, wants the Chixiao Sword, and is preparing to scheme for Heavenly Frost.】
Lao Xiao’s luck wasn’t very good.
“Yin Huacheng wants my Chixiao Sword?”
Li Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.
He remembered that the Chief Elder of Zhenshou Peak had the surname Yin Hua.
A single word, ‘Begin,’ fell, signaling the start of the battle. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Xiao Qin clearly knew that facing an opponent one Realm higher, he should not prolong the fight.
Whoosh—
The great sword entered his hand, and with his strike, it seemed to subtly repair the broken parts of the great sword, making its sword light several circles larger.
With one move, he instantly seized the initiative.
A surging sword light pressed down.
A hint of surprise flashed in Xie Lan’ai’s eyes, but she neither dodged nor retreated.
The soft sword at her waist, like a silver snake, coiled around her arm.
She did not retreat, nor did she swing her sword to attack; instead, she closed in.
Xiao Qin’s pupils contracted slightly.
He didn’t understand her actions.
Even if she was one Realm higher, she shouldn’t be so arrogant as to take a sword move head-on with her Physical Body, right?
However, in the next moment.
Xie Lan’ai’s figure suddenly became soft, like a scattered leaf drifting in the wind, making her elusive.
Xiao Qin’s great sword was like striking a wad of cotton, unable to exert any ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) force.
And then, a cold gleam appeared before him.
As Xiao Qin’s vision blurred, the soft sword, like a spiritual snake, had, at some unknown point, changed its trajectory in a bizarre manner and flashed before his eyes!
Under her control, this soft sword truly seemed to come alive.
Everyone couldn’t help but show surprise.
This was clearly Luoxia Peak’s famous “Spiritual Snake Sword Art,” a high-grade martial art.
Furthermore, Xie Lan’ai had already cultivated it to Major Achievement.
