Taming Beasts and Cultivating Immortality from Two Realms

Chapter 352 The Three Immortal Maidens
evening.

The separate courtyard where the Taiqing Immortal Sect is located.

Five people sat silently in the side courtyard, none of them speaking.

They either lowered their eyes to stare at the mirror-like floor or closed their eyes in deep thought, but Wang Chan alone stood quietly by the window, gazing at the surging sea of ​​clouds and the setting sun.

It was precisely this tranquility that made Zhuang Fu and the other three feel a strange heaviness.

"It's been a long time."

Hearing the sudden sound from outside the courtyard, Wang Chan's eyes flickered as he looked at the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao who had come to visit.

"It has indeed been a long time since we last met."

Wang Chan turned around and invited the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao into the side courtyard.

"What do you want from me?"

Wang Chan waved for his teammates to leave, then looked at Zhao Yue, the Fairy of the Moonlit Sky, who was leading the group.

This is the first time they have officially met and chatted since the Immortal Sect Exchange Meeting began; before, they had only nodded and greeted each other.

"Nothing much, I just wanted to ask your opinion on Chen Beiwu, the top-ranked player on the Jade Void Ranking," Zhao Yue said with interest.

"Zhao Yue, I never expected you to personally visit a junior to gather information!"

Wang Chan chuckled softly, his tone tinged with a touch of emotion.

“Even you were defeated by him, so I won’t treat him as an ordinary junior.” Zhao Yue shook her head slightly.

When a lion fights a rabbit, he also uses all his strength.

Moreover, the opponent she was about to face was not a weak rabbit, but a formidable adversary whose strength was difficult to discern.

Upon hearing this, Wang Chan fell silent.

He looked up at the sunset, and a few memories flooded his mind.

The lineup of the Jade Purity Immortal Sect in this competition is somewhat similar to that of the Taiqing and Shangqing sects in the previous Immortal Sect Exchange Conference.

In the previous Immortal Sect Exchange Conference, Shen Lingxing possessed the strength to sweep away all the geniuses of the thirteen Immortal Sects, and his teammates were also top-notch geniuses.

Wang Chan and Zhao Yue are outstanding talents from the Taiqing and Shangqing sects, respectively. With their mid-stage Golden Core cultivation, they fought against each other, defeating the chief disciples of Taiqing and Shangqing, and won the team leader position at the Immortal Sect Exchange Conference, representing their respective sects in battles against various immortal sects.

Unfortunately, even though Wang Chan and Zhao Yue both possessed combat power surpassing the Golden Core stage, they were still no match for Shen Lingxing, the peerless genius of the Jade Purity Immortal Sect.

Even their four teammates were swept aside by the Jade Purity Immortal Sect in the Dao Debate Battle due to the abundance of new generation talents, suffering crushing defeats of 0 to 3 or 1 to 3.

Therefore, at this Immortal Sect Exchange Conference, Wang Chan could vaguely see a bit of his own past self in Chen Beiwu.

The only difference is that Wang Chan never intended to launch a war of absolute supremacy and turn the tide single-handedly.

The reason is simple: back then, he wasn't even confident of defeating Shen Lingxing alone, let alone facing five Golden Core prodigies head-on.

But Chen Beiwu did it, even changing the situation with absolute strength and leading the Jade Purity Immortal Sect to victory.

Compared to Chen Beiwu, he is far inferior!

"call."

Thinking of this, Wang Chan exhaled a breath of turbid air, glanced at Zhao Yue, and said nonchalantly, "That's right, Chen Beiwu is indeed extraordinary. If we were to fight against each other at the same level, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to defeat him in three moves."

"Strange, this isn't like you." Zhao Yue raised an eyebrow: "Has losing to Chen Beiwu already made you lose your spirit?"

“You underestimate me.” Wang Chan shook his head slightly: “I have no feelings to worry about. A defeat is a defeat, even if I don’t know how Chen Beiwu broke through the Taihuan Wuji Zhuo’s blockade.”

"Even you can't figure it out?"

Zhao Yue, Zhao Qing, and Zhao Yu's eyes narrowed, and they spoke in unison.

Wang Chan nodded calmly and said, "Perhaps it is the legendary Primordial Golden Elixir of Profound Understanding, or perhaps it is the Profound Understanding of the third position of the Jade Purity Thirty-Six Mixed Primordial Immortal Techniques, the Primordial Cave True Azure Flower Controlling Myriad Tribulations and Myriad Spirits Immortal Technique. Who knows?"

The Taiqing Immortal Sect's scriptures record that those who forge the Primordial Golden Elixir will have all their past karma erased and their future karma determined by themselves. They can transcend the Three Realms and be outside the Five Elements, attaining great freedom.

Chen Beiwu was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and the Primordial Golden Elixir he forged was incredibly powerful, even more so than described in ancient texts. It was understandable that he could break through the Wuji Zhuo seal.

Even if he hadn't lost to the Primordial Golden Elixir Profound Power, but rather to the Primordial Immortal Technique's third-ranked Supreme Technique, the Primordial Cave True Azure Flower Controlling Myriad Tribulations and Myriad Spirits Immortal Technique, his defeat would still have been justified.

After all, the power of a fundamental technique of this level is unfathomable; even in the Five Great Grotto Heavens, it would be an unparalleled immortal technique.

Of course, the Taiqing Immortal Sect is not without such supreme and fundamental immortal techniques, but unfortunately Wang Chan lacked the right conditions. Despite his repeated arduous cultivation during the Golden Core stage, he failed to successfully enter the path and instead practiced a second-rate, limitless immortal technique.

"Looks like I came here for nothing today." Zhao Yue took a sip of tea, her tone calm.

Wang Chan looked up at Zhao Yue with great interest: "How confident are you in facing Chen Beiwu?"

"What do you think?" Zhao Yue smiled.

"Twenty percent," Wang Chan said softly.

He guessed that in a one-on-one fight, Zhao Yue's chances of winning against Chen Beiwu were at most 20%.

This was because he forced Chen Beiwu to unleash the Myriad Spirits Calamity Transformation ahead of time.

If the latter still has hidden cards up his sleeve, Zhao Yue's chances of winning are less than 10%.

However, considering that the Jade Purity Immortal Sect's lineup this year is not very strong and that the focus is on honing the Dao heart of the new generation, there is a very high possibility that Chen Beiwu will launch a battle of absolute supremacy in the finals.

With this, the three fairy maidens of Shangqing Immortal Sect joining forces have an almost 80% chance of winning the Dao Debate Battle.

After all, the Golden Cores forged by the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao were extremely special titles.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

Since the start of the exchange, Chen Beiwu has not yet used the legendary Primordial Dharma Body, perhaps he still has some trump cards up his sleeve.

"Twenty percent?"

Zhao Yue shook her head slightly, deliberately unleashing a bit of her Heavenly Gang Qi.

"You've figured it out?"

Sensing this energy, Wang Chan's expression changed slightly.

Over the years, he and Zhao Yue have been sparring privately, with the outcome being roughly equal.

But Wang Chan did not expect that Zhao Yue would take that step smoothly before the Immortal Sect Exchange Meeting began, and with the help of the two fairies Qingxiao and Yuxiao, no one could stop them.

In this way, it is almost certain that the Shangqing Immortal Sect will win the Dao Debate Battle.

"now what?"

Zhao Yue looked at Wang Chan with a half-smile, her cold expression gone.

Wang Chan fell silent.

Zhao Yue has been hiding until now, definitely to give him a surprise in the Dao Debate Battle, but unfortunately he lost.

The person who surprised him was Chen Beiwu, whom he had initially taken for granted.

After a long silence, Wang Chan looked up at Zhao Yue: "When you announced your seclusion, were you actually venturing into the newly discovered world of the Immortal Alliance?"

Zhao Yue nodded slightly and asked in return, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Wang Chan glanced at Zhao Yue and said truthfully, "Forty percent."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yue gave a thoughtful look.

Wang Chan's answer was largely the same as her guess.

It is extremely risky to spar with Chen Beiwu one-on-one!

Even if she successfully takes that step, she will need to join forces with her two younger sisters to securely defeat Chen Beiwu.

"I've given you the answer you wanted. Goodbye." Wang Chan said calmly.

The debate on philosophy is not the end; the gathering of heroes will follow.

If he were to join forces with the Jade Purity Immortal Sect to defeat the Upper Purity Immortal Sect, and then defeat the Jade Purity Immortal Sect, he might very well come from behind and win first place in the Immortal Sect Exchange Conference.

……

Time flies, and the day of the final battle of the Daoist debate soon arrived.

Sunset Peak, Battle Square.

The stands were already full of cultivators, and even the open spaces at the edge of the fighting square and remote hilltops had groups of cultivators standing and waiting.

"Please welcome the vanguards of the Shangqing Immortal Sect and the Yuqing Immortal Sect to the stage," Feng Zhenjun announced.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fairy Zhao Yu, dressed in a sky-blue Daoist robe, gracefully stepped onto the dueling platform. Upon seeing this, the cultivators in the audience, both men and women, all revealed a hint of admiration in their eyes.

Beauties are common in the cultivation world, but a peerless beauty like Fairy Yuxiao, with her picturesque features and serene appearance, who brings a sense of peace simply by looking at her, is truly rare.

However, only a minority of the cultivators present were infatuated with beauty, and the top ten immortal sect leaders were all geniuses with keen senses.

Even before the battle began, they could sense an unparalleled sense of crisis beneath Fairy Yuxiao's seemingly gentle aura.

"As expected." There was no surprise in Chen Beiwu's eyes.

As he had predicted, the Shangqing Immortal Sect did not give them any chance. Their decision was the same as that of the Taiqing Immortal Sect: to send out their strongest members in the first three rounds to end the Dao debate with overwhelming force.

In this situation, whether Chen Beiwu changes his formation or not doesn't really matter much.

Because apart from him, none of the four, including Yu Zhaohua, were confident in defeating the Three Immortal Maidens.

"No need to force yourself, just do your best," Chen Beiwu said telepathically.

Yu Zhaohua nodded slightly and stepped onto the stage with a solemn expression.

"The battle begins."

As soon as Feng Zhenjun finished speaking, the Mustard Spirit Ring on Zhao Yu's wrist flashed with a faint light, summoning an elegant and slender celestial deer.

Its head is held high, with a single, crystal-clear antler on its forehead. Its eyes are clear, and its body and limbs are not made of flesh and blood, but of constantly flowing, gathering and dispersing rain clouds. It exudes a strange, calm power like the calm before a storm.

This deer is none other than the special mythical beast [Yu Lin Yun Jun], which is not among the Thirty-Six Heavenly Divine Beasts, yet is renowned for its power and prestige.

'After nine hundred and ninety-nine years of cultivation, he is only one step away from becoming a Demon King!'

Sensing Yu Linyunjun's aura, Yu Zhaohua's pupils contracted slightly.

She was confident of defeating an ordinary Golden Core cultivator, but Fairy Zhao Yu was a peerless genius of the previous era, and her strength was extraordinary.

"boom!"

As soon as the battle began, Lord Yulin Yun stirred up the celestial phenomena, and torrential rain transformed into a torrent of water swords that poured down.

The Flint Dragon, on the other hand, stomped on the earth and roared, turning the entire dueling arena into a death zone of boiling lava from the earth's core.

As deafening roars continued to resound, the relentless rain gradually gained the upper hand, beginning to suppress the scorching lava.

"Chucky!"

The wind and rain stirred up the white fog, which then submerged the rolling lava.

In the end, the entire arena was completely transformed into a turbulent water kingdom, trapping the Flint Dragon within.

Yu Zhaohua gritted his teeth and decided to fight to the death, using the Crimson Flame to melt the world landscape, the Dharma Body of Fellowship, and the Transformation Army of Fellowship.

But Zhao Yu also knows the methods that Yu Zhaohua knows.

"Qiang!"

"Qiang!"

"Qiang!"

As the scorching lava on the Burning Wasteland Greatsword extinguished, a strong wind swept across their faces, and a golden fork stopped in front of Yu Zhaohua's fair neck. The battle between water and fire finally came to a conclusion.

"The victor is Zhao Yu of the Shangqing Immortal Sect," Feng Zhenjun announced.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu slightly moved her wrist, the golden fork spun, and radiant light shone, restoring her to her original form as Yu Lin Yun Jun.

Yu Zhaohua, on the other hand, was exhausted and panting heavily. Even the bloodstain on her neck lacked the necessary true qi and magical power to repair it.

"Senior Sister Zhao's Taoist skills are profound, Zhaohua admires them," Yu Zhaohua said softly.

"Concession."

Zhao Yu suppressed her aura, nodded slightly in response, and showed no pride, but rather some alarm.

The innate Dao body is indeed extraordinary; even in the late Golden Core stage, it can force out 50-60% of her strength.

If she were to fight again after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, she would probably not be a match for Yu Zhaohua.

"Please welcome the second leaders of the Shangqing Immortal Sect and the Yuqing Immortal Sect to the stage." Feng Zhenjun continued to preside over the proceedings.

As golden light shone down on the dueling platform, Fairy Qingxiao, Zhao Qing, suddenly appeared, dressed in a flowing golden silk fairy robe.

Her black hair was tied up in a high bun, with a golden hairpin in her hair. Her appearance was bright and beautiful, like the sun shining in the sky, giving people a magnificent feeling.

Zhao Qing's gaze was calm as she swept across the entire area. No cultivator dared to meet her eyes.

Mo Qingshuang stood up and went on stage, meeting Zhao Qing's gaze under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Zhao Qing's lips curled up slightly, revealing an expression of surprise. Then, the Mustard Spirit Ring shone brightly, and a giant beast appeared.

This colossal beast has two prominent heads, its body is covered with interwoven gold and red dragon scales, the scales on its back protrude and are as sharp as knives, and a row of flowing flames grows from its tail, exuding a domineering aura.

Its left skull has sharp lines, covered with thick, dark gold scales, and has a single, straight horn like a spear.

The right side of the head is slightly longer, covered with streamlined crimson glass scales, and has spirally twisted gilded dragon horns.

The two dragon heads, one on the left and one on the right, simultaneously exuded a terrifying aura of extreme power and ferocity.

This beast is called the Gilded Flame Dragon. Although it is not among the Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Mystic Beasts, it is an extremely rare and special species with both metal and fire attributes.

In terms of bloodline rank alone, it can even be compared with the Heavenly Mystic Beasts that have titles.

'This hurdle is definitely not easy to overcome!'

Sensing the powerful aura of the gilded flame dragon, Mo Qingshuang sighed inwardly. Even the glass sword spirit on her shoulder was filled with fear, and she subconsciously took two steps back, shrinking behind his neck.

Seeing the timidity of the Glazed Sword Soul, Zhao Qing remained calm and said softly, "Make your move."

Considering the opponent's shallow cultivation level, she would give him a chance to win.

Mo Qingshuang did not speak, but silently drew the long sword from her back.

When one's strength is inferior to another's, words are useless; it is better to let the opponent understand one's sword intent through swordsmanship.

'A glittering light, a breathtaking sight!'

The sword rang out, and the magnificent sword energy poured out like the aurora borealis.

In an instant, the clouds in the sky tore apart, sword light shot into the sky, and a sword mark slowly appeared on the neck of the gilded flame dragon.

Undoubtedly, even the Golden Flame Dragon, who was just one step away from becoming a fourth-level demon king, could not dodge this sword.

But Zhao Qing's face remained completely unmoved.

Although the Golden Core she forged was far inferior to Chen Beiwu's Primordial Golden Core, it was not something that a mere late-stage Golden Core junior could easily shake.

Sure enough, the next second, flames erupted from the neck of the gilded flame dragon, and then a claw came down.

boom!
Blood splattered, sword flew, and man retreated.

Under the watchful eyes of the thirteen immortal sect cultivators, Mo Qingshuang knelt on the ground, a hideous wound now visible on her chest.

"The victor is Zhao Qing of the Shangqing Immortal Sect," Feng Zhenjun announced.

"Concession."

With a flick of her sleeve, Zhao Qing instantly unleashed a third-tier magical technique, and Mo Qingshuang's chest injury was completely healed.

"Thank you."

Mo Qingshuang gave Zhao Qing a deep look, as if remembering the humiliation of repeated defeats, before turning and leaving the stage.

Next, let's talk about the two key players taking the stage.

As the cool moonlight shifted, Fairy Zhao Yue of the Moonlit Sky flashed and slowly descended onto the dueling platform like a serene moon.

Her appearance was stunning, her temperament unparalleled. Her eyes swept over Xue Tianyi as she stepped onto the stage, and landed on Chen Beiwu below.

It seemed that among the thirteen geniuses of the Immortal Sect present, only Chen Beiwu could catch Zhao Yue's eye.

Realizing she was being ignored, Xue Tianyi's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, but she didn't retaliate.

This is the treatment that the weak should receive.

Chen Beiwu, sitting in the audience, also sensed the source of that gaze, and slightly raised his head to meet Zhao Yue's eyes.

The atmosphere instantly froze.

(End of this chapter)