Chapter 59: The Contest which was brought forward
Translator: Sparrow_ Editor: Sparrow_
After settling down his three disciples, Lin Feng shook the Black Cloud Flag and flew in the direction of Mount Hengyue by himself.
From far away he could see a thousand-legged centipede in the sky that was a whole hundred meters long. This centipede was completely black, thunder rumbled as it flew while stepping on black clouds. It circled above Mount Hengyue and seemed to be showing off.
Afterwards, a violet sword aura rose into the sky from the highest summit of Mount Hengyue, it turned into a dragon shaped light figure in the air and roared at the centipede.
Only then did the centipede retract its arrogance, carrying the cultivators of the Xuandao Sect on its back and landing on Mount Hengyue.
Because the majority of people of the Hengyue Faction all had their attention captured by the centipede, Lin Feng found his way up the mountain again very easily.
The leader of the Xuandao Sect was a white-bearded old man, his cultivation level was only at the Foundation Establishment mid-stage and he looked very friendly. He released bursts of laughter: “Fellow Taoist, this time a lot of disciples with good potential have appeared in your Hengyue Faction.”
The Hengyue Faction’s Nascent Soul stage progenitor had headed towards the Void Battleground and there had been no news of him for hundreds of years. The Aurous Core stage cultivators in the school were all in closed-door training. Currently, the head of the Hengyue Faction was a middle-aged Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivator.
When it came to the white-bearded old man’s compliment, the head of the Hengyue Faction was very modest. The atmosphere between both sides was very harmonious.
Lin Feng, on the other hand, sneered in secret, he knew that this harmonious and friendly atmosphere wouldn’t last for long.
The Xuandao Sect was a visitor from afar and were first arranged to rest in the guest rooms. Three days later, the exchange competition between the disciples of both sects would officially start.
The disciples participating in the competition are basically all at the Qi Cultivation stage. Since arriving in this world, the Tao techniques and skills Lin Feng has encountered were all of a relatively high level, thus Lin Feng could not muster up any interest in the spells and martial skills used in the competition between the disciples of the two sects.
While half of his energy was used to hide his whereabouts, the other half was placed on Wang Lin.
Currently, Wang Lin had only entered the school for a few days, and he was also just a registered disciple. There was no one teaching him Tao techniques and all he did on the mountain was manual labour.
But Lin Feng actually sensed a faint spiritual energy fluctuation from Wang Lin’s body. Even though it was very weak and he was still a far way from Qi Disciple level 1, but Wang Lin did indeed have signs of starting to channel energy into his body.
Lin Feng was greatly surprised: “Wang Lin does indeed possess astounding potential, but his innate ability was after all a bit poor, even below the regular standard. He belongs to the type who shines later on, he shouldn’t be making progress so quickly at the start of his cultivation?”
Right now Wang Lin was following well-behaved behind a middle-aged cultivator and seriously watching the competition that had already started on the stage. Inside of the crowd, he was completely unassuming.
Lin Feng shifted his gaze over from Wang Lin to the middle-aged cultivator: “He actually has a master? Then it’s this person who taught him Tao techniques, but he still shouldn’t be so quick.” This middle-aged cultivator himself was just at Qi Disciple level 8. Still, being at this level at his age means that this person pretty much has no potential left to tap into. In his life being able to successfully reach Foundation Establishment is pretty much the end.
“Looks like Wang Lin really did obtain a certain miraculous encounter. If it’s not some sort of godly artefact or super Tao technique then it must be one of those old grandpas who teaches you how to become a superhero.” Lin Feng’s face became dark. This time not only did he get beaten by Hengyue Faction, even the position of old grandpa was robbed from him.
Lin Feng calculated in his heart, if he didn’t guess wrong, the Xuandao Sect with Pu Beizi backing them up would most likely take the Mount Hengyue Faction’s base. Due to this, Hengyue Faction’s reputation would drop drastically and the sect cohesiveness would definitely drop too.
Wang Lin who was originally not valued and now also had his own miraculous encounter might leave the Hengyue Faction due to this.
Adding that right now he looks so unassuming, Pu Beizi and the Xuandao Sect most likely won’t care about him either.
Lin Feng’s greatest competitor was that old grandpa who came out of nowhere.
“Wonder how much strength that old bastard still has?” Lin Feng exhaled a long breath and he had already made up his mind.
Fight the old grandpa and steal Wang Lin!
This disciple was his.
Currently, the competition between the disciples of both sects has already become very intense. One of the Hengyue Faction disciples had the upper hand as he forced the disciple of the Xuandao Sect to use a magic item like a yellow paper to withstand him.
Two beams of white light flew out from the Hengyue Faction disciple’s sleeves. They rapidly flew in a circle in the air and then struck towards the opponent at a lightning fast speed.
The Xuandao Sect disciple let out a rueful laugh. All of his energy was focused on withstanding the opponent’s previous attack, he doesn’t have any energy left to block this second attack.
Right at this moment, someone in the crowd of Xuandao Sect below the stage suddenly released a cold snort. Afterwards, a black beam of light charged out, intercepting the two beams of white light in the air and grinding them to pieces.
The people of the Hengyue Faction all yelled in anger. That Xuandao Sect disciple laughed coldly and jumped onto the stage. Looking at the Hengyue Faction disciples below the stage he said in arrogance: “All of the Qi Cultivation stage disciples of the Hengyue Faction come at me all at once, I will take all of you on!”
The expressions of the elders of the Hengyue Faction also darkened, together they looked towards the leader of the Xuandao Sect the white-bearded old man.
The old man stroked his beard and released a dry cough saying: “Let’s decide the winner with one person this time. If there is a person among your Mount Hengyue Faction disciples who can last for 10 seconds and not lose then we’ll call it the win of the Hengyue Faction!”
He paused for a moment before saying with a grin: “There is something that I want to take advantage of this opportunity to say. If we the Xuandao Sect win today’s competition, then on top of those prizes from before, you will also have to add another one. You have to lend this Mount Hengyue to us the Xuandao Sect for 500 years!”
Hearing his words, Lin Feng silently laughed: “It’s here, it’s coming!”
The faces of all of the cultivators of the Hengyue Faction turned slightly green. The head of the Hengyue Faction narrowed his eyes: “Fellow Taoist, are you joking?”
The white-bearded old man smiled but didn’t respond. He turned towards that arrogant disciple on the stage: “Release the talisman.”
Hearing this the person opened up his shirt, revealing a talisman. Taking off the talisman his mana instantly surged, revealing a strength of the great circle of the perfection of the Qi Cultivation stage.
But even more eye-catching was still that talisman. Upon seeing it, all of the Foundation Establishment stage cultivators of the Mount Hengyue Faction revealed expressions of shock.
The white-bearded old man said coolly: “Fellow Taoist, you can see that the mana on this talisman is unable to be created by anyone other than a Nascent Soul stage progenitor. Truthfully speaking, out Xuandao Sect progenitor Pu Beizi has returned from the Void Battleground… He brought back news: the two progenitors of your Mount Hengyue Faction have both died.”
“For old times sake we, the Xuandao Sect did not take away your base by force or trickery and instead gave the Hengyue Faction the last bit of consideration. In this competition, if the Mount Hengyue Faction wins then this matter ends here. I’ve already brought the message, fellow Taoist Huang Long, let the competition continue!”
Reality shows that at the moment, the Hengyue Faction’s strongest Qi Cultivation stage disciple was only Qi Disciple level 10. Even a bunch of people together weren’t a match for that Qi Disciple great circle of perfection Xuandao Sect disciple.
Lin Feng laughed very unscrupulously. It vaguely occurred to him that if not for his Nine Transformations Blazing Spirit Pill which had helped Pu Beizi to heal his injury in advance, this exchange competition might not have been conducted so early.
If this exchange competition wasn’t brought ahead of schedule, this exchange competition could very well have become little buddy Wang Lin’s first novice village battle on his path towards greatness.
At the moment where his seniors were completely overshadowed and the enemy was extremely arrogant and domineering, he would go up and slap the enemy down. Thereby stunning the audience and from then on stepping upon the right path that belongs to him.
Mm, what a perfect script?
But right now the competition has been conducted in advance and Wang Lin was only at the Energy Channeling stage, he hadn’t even reached Qi Disciple level 1 yet. How could he display his awesomeness and turn the tides?
Sure enough, in this exchange competition, the Hengyue Faction lost without any surprise. The disciples of the Hengyue Faction bitterly watched in anger as the Xuandao Sect celebrated their victory.
The news of their nascent soul stage progenitors’ deaths weighed especially heavily on their hearts like a massive boulder.
Wang Lin was mixed in the crowd. His expression was enraged and frustrated but he couldn’t do anything.
His gaze was very complicated. He subconsciously reached into his clothes, in his heart, his desire for strength became increasingly stronger.
With hopes of what ifs, Hengyue Faction did not move out right away. But what awaited them was instead despair.
Five days later, rolling black clouds covered the peak of Mount Hengyue. A voice like rolling thunder sounded in the sky.
“I am Pu Beizi, all of the juniors of the Mount Hengyue Faction come out!”