Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1315 Contending for the Dao (Thanks to Wu e for the Silver Alliance donation)
'【Xiyang Temple】.'

These three words resounded throughout heaven and earth, causing a momentary flicker in the old man's expression. He carefully examined the face of the person before him and said softly:
"So it was a high-ranking cultivator from the mountain!"

There was no tension or panic in his eyes, but rather a sense of peace.

At least it wasn't Xue Yang who came.

"I am not worthy of high cultivation, much less worthy of being called a mountain dweller... I am just a down-and-out."

A slight smile appeared on Quwo's ​​gaunt face. His gaze swept across the deep blue sea on the horizon, and he said softly:

"[At Qianxi]... what a wonderful opportunity to attain enlightenment!"

He raised both hands, his wide robes fluttering in the wind, making him appear as if he were merely an ordinary mortal. He said:
"Qu Wo is already old and has no hope of obtaining gold; he has come for a mission..."

He glanced at the deep blue light, and at Xiao Chuting, whose supernatural powers were growing stronger within it. Seemingly unconcerned about the chances time would bring his opponent, he said softly:

"Although Dalingchuan belongs to Douxuan, it is also one of the Five Virtues and Righteous Natures. The Shaoyang Dao Gui is at the head of Tongxuan, and it has the virtue of immortality, so we dare not be negligent."

His expression was solemn:
"In my view, I do not expect the opportunity of [Dalingchuan] to be easily lost, but I cannot stand the high and mighty Douxuan Dao who judges who is capable and who is not. I have come here not to perform the act of summoning thunder and lightning, but to forcefully interrupt fellow Daoists' pursuit of the Dao."

He smiled and said:
"We will not use any external objects, but will fight solely based on Daoist principles and techniques. If you find me difficult, there is no need to say more. If you can remove this obstacle from my Dao, then you will be qualified to seek the Dao."

The old man in front of him lifted his fishing rod, seemingly unconvinced by his words, his voice soft and gentle:
"It turns out they are not from the Wuguang lineage."

These words seemed to touch Qu Wo before him. Despite the radiant light rising around him, he moved his lips and spoke:
"The power of the Earthly Branch 'Wu Guang' is beyond our comprehension."

As the last word fell, the radiance erupted, its light flashing to its extreme before transforming into dense darkness that spread from east to west, engulfing all the iridescent colors.

His aura was initially extremely dark, showing no trace of supernatural power or color, but in that instant, as darkness enveloped him, it transformed into boundless pressure, enveloping everyone's hearts.

What shimmered on him was not the five supernatural powers, but an extremely solid light.

This light could be a calamity of a dark and low sky, or an evil karma of endless suffering. It churned water and fire, splitting the clear from the turbid. Almost every cultivator felt a sense of danger from it, as if it were their natural enemy!
In the distance, Chi Guang also stopped his battle, looking at the darkness in the distance with a cold expression, vaguely shocked.

But the flash of light was only for a moment, and it immediately collided with the churning water in the darkness, then transformed into flames of various colors, some bright and some dim, some separate and some together, pouring down and enveloping Xiao Chuting.

The raging flames filled his eyes, and the old man was finally momentarily surprised.

''Sui Qi''

This Qu Wo was clearly a cultivator of "Sui Qi"!
The swirling 'Sui Qi' around him had no trace of its original color, nor any murky darkness; it was only a blazing, majestic evil.

This was actually a Taoist priest who cultivated his inner energy and rectified his karmic debts!

The old man stood amidst the flames, gazing at the shimmering light and shadow on the other person, a moment of enlightenment dawning in his eyes.

'Transforming Kan (☵) into Li (☲) is the duty of Heaven in the depths of darkness.'

Subduing and taming the weak was a later development caused by Emperor Wu of Liang, while transforming Kan and removing Li has existed since ancient times!

In the darkness, blazing flames of various colors fell upon him, and the straw raincoat that had seemed unharmed from beginning to end finally trembled, radiating a defiant glow.

Xiao Chuting raised his hands and brought them together in front of him, causing endless waterfalls of water to fall. The water in the entire world responded to him once again, all converging to resist the fires falling from the sky.

However, Qu Wo, as a Taoist priest of the Xi Yang Guan, possessed extremely orthodox supernatural abilities, which were not something he could easily withstand. Even though Xiao Chuting borrowed the power of the Da Ling Chuan, he was still quickly suppressed by these various calamities and flames, and could only watch helplessly as the flames approached him!

……

"Wow!"

The water in the sky was like a huge pillar of light soaring into the heavens, obliterating all colors and condensing them under that faint radiance, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. The water level in this cave rose even faster, faintly emitting sharp cracking sounds.

The light and shadow in the sky became increasingly bright. As the deep blue light of [Zaixi] scattered, the world trembled, and countless cracks climbed up the Xuanlao.

Streams of spiritual water began to gush out from the crevice, and spiritual resources and objects of varying grades flowed in and out along the long boundary. Various supernatural powers that had been wandering and observing around finally had their chance to cross the dark prison and venture inside, where they fought and plundered.

However, the gazes of the great masters did not shift to this corner, but remained fixed on the deep blue sea. Qu Wo's divine power had risen higher and higher, restraining Xiao Chuting as he gradually left the water. Streams of light shot out from the sky at great speed, and a precious light that shone brightly in the sky appeared overhead.

This object, about the length of an arm, was entirely bluish-green, yet it was a long-necked jade pot with clear, glassy patterns. Having lost the protection of various supernatural powers, its aura shone forth, causing many of them to flinch slightly. The woman with the osmanthus flower pattern between her brows immediately raised her head, her eyes gleaming:

'【Jintianbi Water Kettle】!'

'Lingbao!'

None of the supernatural powers that allowed them to remain here were simple. Sensing the profound aura emanating from the sky, everyone clearly understood:

"This item is definitely not ordinary!"

Since there is metal in the [Question and Contemplation Prison], these things will inevitably be nourished to some extent. Even if they are not close to metal in that prison, after being nurtured in that deep blue sea for so many years, they will definitely have completely different benefits!
Whether it was Xiao Chuting, who held the inheritance, or Qu Wo, who was like a god, it was clear to everyone that their fight had become a clash between great figures. Since Jin Xing was surrounded by the two of them, he was naturally beyond the reach of other cultivators.

'This is a compromise—the things the Chen family has accumulated over the years are now even better than before, and even a Grand Master wouldn't underestimate them!'

What shimmered in the sky was not just the jade pot, but also long swords, jade beads... shining brightly, constantly tumbling in the [Zaixi], as if about to fly out at any moment. Several battles suddenly stopped, and even Chi Guang turned his head and took off into the air!

The flames roared, and Tianque stood in the air, a narrow crack appearing behind him, spewing out golden flames. The blue-clad youth stood in mid-air, remaining silent.

Han Ling, who should have been standing in front of him, had already sunk to the surface of the sea. She wiped the blood from her red lips and stared at the agile and ever-changing bronze longsword with her bright, moon-like eyes.

The owner of the longsword was dressed in a Taoist robe, with a full head of black hair, but his face was old. He gazed at her silently.

'Candle King…'

The woman immediately understood.

'Here comes to curry favor with the Jin Dynasty's Daoist lineage.'

This person had been in the North for many years and knew the Han family's nature well. They wouldn't involve the major powers unless absolutely necessary. Han Ling could only come to this cave on her own. Even if she was blocked, she wouldn't cause him any trouble.

'But this matter is extremely important to the Jin Dao lineage... and it's probably worth a favor.'

She had just passed the first level of the Purple Realm, her Daoist lineage was weak, and she was barely able to handle the Heavenly Dao. She had also suffered some minor injuries, making it even more difficult for her to subdue the old Daoist before her. She could only say softly:

"With all these treasures appearing in the world, why don't you go and compete for them, fellow Daoist?"

"You're too kind, Fairy Han!"

The old Taoist priest in front of me had a hoarse voice, carrying an eerie air:

"But one family is not in a hurry."

Despite being a rogue cultivator, he showed no greed whatsoever. Even though he was tempted, he remained calm in his tone:

“Master Chiguang possesses formidable supernatural powers and divine methods, so naturally he is the first to take advantage of the situation. However, all the cultivators are watching, and none of them have the strength to overwhelm everyone. In such a great battle, striking first does not necessarily guarantee victory.”

"not to mention…"

He gave a cold laugh, his gaze lingering for a moment on the distance:
"I won't discuss the relics for now. As for the [White Curtain Old Dream Pavilion] and the [Long Temple Mystery Diagram], these treasures haven't been revealed yet—I think you're waiting for them too, fellow Daoist!"

As a rogue cultivator, Zhu Kui's talent was not as high as that of the geniuses of various sects, yet he had managed to rise all the way to the rank of Great True Person. This naturally indicated that he possessed unique insight and abilities, which made her sigh inwardly.

"pity!"

Her gaze shifted to Tian Que, and the two locked eyes for a moment, neither showing any surprise.

With both families possessing such a high level of Daoist lineage, they are well aware of the changes in Dalingchuan. Although the discovery of that gold element was somewhat unexpected, upon closer examination, it makes perfect sense.

The True Fire Grandmaster in the sky stood quietly, watching the great battle in the distance and admiring the radiant light of the Kan Water. The rolling True Fire tightly surrounded Su Yan behind him.

Su Yan lowered his head, a hint of shock finally appearing in his eyes. As the light gradually spread, numerous illusions appeared before his eyes, each with a different shape: a winding stream, cascading water. He felt the surge of supernatural power within him and even had an urge to meditate cross-legged. The man in front of him merely tilted his head slightly and whispered:
"Did you feel it?"

Tianque Youyou Tunnel:

"This [Zaixi] was originally prepared for Chen Xuanli. The Chen family accumulated it generation after generation, silently nourishing it with this golden nature. Furthermore, the True Lord of the Water Mansion personally intervened and secretly made arrangements, all to bring the Kan Water back to its proper course."

His tone sounded both regretful and compassionate:
"They were so stubborn that they were hated by everyone, which led to their current fate. But this opportunity has been passed down. This is what Xiao Chuting was after. If you were also at the peak of your supernatural powers, you wouldn't be less than a third of his speed in seizing it today."

A hint of complexity gradually appeared in his expression:
"With every breath, a mysterious force descends from [the stream] to nourish your life. These are extremely precious resources that affect your destiny. Every bit you lose diminishes its power, which will greatly benefit your future pursuit of enlightenment and enlightenment."

Tian Que paused slightly, turned his head, and smiled with an ambiguous meaning:
"Of course, you at least have to get out of here alive."

Su Yan raised his head, looking at the surging azure magic power in his palm, and heard the Grand Master laugh:

"Xiao Chuting will also benefit—Qu Zhenren is indeed powerful, but Xiao Chuting is getting stronger every moment. With a golden aura on his back, he will eventually have the strength to suppress everything."

"but…"

“If it drags on too long, it’s still uncertain whether he is Xiao Chuting or ‘Xi’s nature of navigating dangerous waters and treacherous paths’.”

His voice was soft, yet as powerful as thunder. The man, dressed in flowing blue robes, stared intently at Tian Que with a sharp glint in his eyes.
"I heard that Dongfang Heyun has arrived. If the Dragon Clan insists on Senior Xiao's success, they can simply slap me to death—I have already seen through your attitude, but I have nowhere else to turn."

"Hahahahaha!"

Tian Que's eyes were full of smiles as he said:

“Su Yan, only those sitting in the sky know what a dragon soaring in the sky is thinking. But there aren’t many people in the world who would give you a sliver of hope. If you follow us, you’re not without options—quite the opposite.”

The blazing fire in his eyes revealed a coldness and calm:

"This is a game of strategy among several powerful figures, and it is also your opportunity. Those who stand by Master Xiao's side may not necessarily be in his best interest, and those who stand on the opposite side may not necessarily hate him, but in the end, they will have to fight each other."

“You’re right. You might get slapped to death by Dongfang Heyun, or you might be swallowed up by that rolling Yin energy. But I don’t care how you die, I only care about you living.”

Su Yan was in Jin Yu, and Tian Huo and the others treated him very politely, except for Tian Que—perhaps disliking this method, or simply looking down on him, whose politeness was only cold. Now, however, he seemed somewhat serious, and quietly said:
"If you can get out of here alive, I will take you to Qinggetian."

Thunder roared in the distance, and the rolling clouds seemed to echo with the roar of dragons and the ceaseless flow of gold. Tian Que raised his hand and placed a long sword with an ethereal, dark shape into his grasp.

"Tianhuo and the others taught you how to use it and how to dodge it."

But Su Yan's gaze did not linger on the sword. His hand slowly closed, his five fingers gripping the hilt turning white, while his eyes reflected the thick golden light of the sky.

That was a real person dressed in flowing white robes.

His face was calm, his cheeks were thin, and his two sharp, sword-like eyes gleamed with two sword-like pupils. There was a black dot between his brows, without any sharpness or edge.

Su Yan knew him.

Dui Jin Sword Immortal, Ling Mei.

The moment the white-clad figure was reflected in his vision, a huge, round, bright golden halo lit up in the sky, like a massive array covering the heavens, or a wall of light, shimmering in the sky, and a beam of white light roared in.

Pear blossoms rustle in the breeze, carpeting the ground in white.

No one knew when he arrived or why he made his move. This sword intent pierced the sky and headed straight for the true fire that enveloped the area. Even though Su Yan was isolated behind layers of true fire, he could still feel the biting cold.

At that very moment, Tian Que finally stopped treating him with his usual cold face, and no longer had that attitude of surveillance and guarding. Instead, he had an equal dialogue with him. The Great Master's face flickered between light and shadow, but he no longer called him Su Yan.

"Fellow Daoist Su."

The sound lingered in his ears as well. The golden token flew high into the air, and thick flames, ranging from golden to bright white, swept across the sky like a waterfall. The figure in the sky stood like a fire god, casting a long shadow of true fire that enveloped his entire figure, leaving only four cold words echoing.

"Let's rely on our own abilities."