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On the morning of the day of departure, everyone on Dazhu Peak was in high spirits.

Tian Ling'er was the most excited at this moment. While her parents were making final preparations, she grabbed the experienced Song Daren and bombarded him with questions.

"Senior Brother, are there really that many senior brothers and sisters going to the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament? Is it incredibly lively, even more so than the market in Heyang City?"

Song Daren patiently explained, "That's right. The Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament is the grandest event of our Qingyun Sect, and all the branches of the sect regard it as the most important event. Moreover, the disciples who are selected to represent their respective branches are all outstanding individuals who have gone through layers of selection. The scene is naturally a sea of ​​people, very spectacular, and... very exciting."

At this moment, He Dazhi also came over and interjected, "Junior Sister, you don't know this, but Senior Brother actually has something he's too embarrassed to say."

……

The crowd chattered and joked about Song Daren and Wen Min's affair.

Song Daren's face flushed red. He glared at He Dazhi, the instigator, and tried to explain, "No, no, that's not true! Don't listen to what Lao Si and the others are saying! Junior Sister Wenmin from Xiaozhu Peak... she... she only cheered for Dazhu Peak a few more times out of friendship and respect for our master's wife... she didn't mean anything else! Absolutely not!"

His words only made things worse, as if he were trying to cover up his grievances.

Jiang Xiaochuan listened and coldly remarked, "Oh, Senior Brother, we hadn't even said which Senior Sister it was yet, aren't you... giving yourself away?"

Song Daren: "..."

Seeing this, Tian Ling'er burst into laughter, "Hahaha, Senior Brother, you've given yourself away!"

Song Daren couldn't stand it any longer and pointed at He Dazhi and Jiang Xiaochuan: "You...you two conspired to make fun of me!"

After saying that, he didn't care about maintaining his senior brother demeanor. He turned around and practically fled, hiding to the side.

Tian Ling'er wasn't about to give up. She called out to Song Daren's retreating figure, "Senior Brother, what does Senior Sister Wenmin look like? Isn't she exceptionally beautiful?"

He Dazhi chuckled and retorted, "Junior Sister, don't you always go to Xiaozhu Peak with Master's wife? Haven't you seen Senior Sister Wenmin before?"

Tian Ling'er pouted: "Every time I go with Mother, I go straight to see Master Shuiyue, finish the business and leave. It's rare for me to get to know other disciples."

Jiang Xiaochuan casually said, "Senior Sister Wenmin is quite beautiful, gentle and generous, and has a good temperament. You'll be able to meet her when the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament comes around."

Upon hearing this, Tian Ling'er's smile faded. She glanced at Jiang Xiaochuan, then turned her head to look at the distant mountains, lost in thought.

Jiang Xiaochuan was a little confused. Hadn't he answered her question? Why was she unhappy?

Alas, the thoughts of teenage girls are harder to fathom than the clouds and mist of Qingyun Mountain.

Jiang Xiaochuan shook his head, too lazy to think about it further.

……

In front of Shoujing Hall on Dazhu Peak, everyone was finally ready to set off.

Tian Buyi and Su Ru had changed into more solemn and gorgeous clothes.

Tian Buyi was dressed in a sky-blue Taoist robe, embroidered with exquisite cloud and crane patterns in silver thread. Although he was stout, he stood with his hands behind his back, his face solemn, exuding the aura of a master who commanded respect without anger.

Su Ru wore a light green palace dress with a long, flowing skirt, exuding elegance and grace.

Even the usually lazy big yellow dog seemed to sense that the atmosphere was unusual today, and quietly squatted down at Tian Buyi's feet, no longer running around.

Tian Buyi's gaze swept over the eight spirited disciples below the hall, his eyes sharp as lightning. He spoke in a deep, resonant voice:

"Is everything ready?"

"Ready, Master!" the disciples responded in unison, their spirits high.

"Set off!"

The eldest disciple, Song Daren, stepped forward, his face showing difficulty. He pointed to his junior brothers behind him: "Master, the second, third, fifth, seventh, and Xiao Fan... they haven't reached the fourth level of Jade Purity cultivation yet and can't fly on their own. This journey..."

Tian Buyi frowned, about to speak, when Jiang Xiaochuan stepped forward with a grin, patted his chest, and said loudly:

"Master and Mistress, don't worry! Leave this to me! My cultivation is decent enough; I can carry two people for a while without any problem! Seventh Brother and Xiao Fan, leave them to me!"

Tian Buyi glanced at him, hummed in agreement, and didn't object, which was taken as tacit consent.

Su Ru smiled gently, her eyes filled with concern as she instructed, "Xiao Chuan, be careful on the road, fly steadily, and take good care of your junior brothers."

"Don't worry, Master's wife! I guarantee it will be a sure thing!" Jiang Xiaochuan replied readily.

They then began assigning tasks in a clear and organized manner: "Senior Brother, you take care of Second Senior Brother; Senior Sister Ling'er, you take care of Third Senior Brother; Fourth Senior Brother, you take care of Fifth Senior Brother. That way, everyone is assigned tasks perfectly, and no one is left out!"

Upon hearing this, Tian Ling'er pouted slightly, looking somewhat unwilling.

She had wanted to be with Jiang Xiaochuan so they could talk. But after looking at the senior students who needed help and then at her parents, she nodded understandingly and didn't say anything more.

He Dazhi and Song Daren naturally had no objections.

With the arrangements made, everyone stopped delaying.

Tian Buyi and Su Ru exchanged a glance and nodded slightly. Then, the two of them flicked their sleeves.

"Clang!"

"Buzz!"

The Crimson Flame Immortal Sword and Su Ru's pale green immortal sword were drawn simultaneously, transforming into two dazzling sword lights, one red and one green, soaring into the sky!

With a flick of his sleeve, Tian Buyi enveloped Da Huang with a gentle magical power. Da Huang barked softly twice and was carried away, flying up to follow the two sword lights.

"Let's go too!" Song Daren called out, raising his heavy and wide "Ten Tigers" immortal sword.

The immortal sword grew longer in the wind. He pulled Wu Dayi up and leaped onto the sword. The Ten Tiger Immortal Sword emitted a deep tiger's roar, carrying the two of them. It transformed into a yellow light and followed his master and mistress away.

With a sharp cry, Tian Ling'er unleashed the Amber Crimson Silk, its red light surging forth like a nimble crimson ribbon. It wrapped around Zheng Dali's waist, carrying him away as a streak of red light soared into the sky.

He Dazhi's "Jiangshan Brush" flashed with a blue light, drawing a mysterious trajectory in the air, carrying Lü Daxin, which also quickly followed.

Finally, only Jiang Xiaochuan, Du Bishu, Zhang Xiaofan, and the gray-haired monkey Xiao Hui, who had been excitedly circling around their feet, remained in front of Shoujing Hall.

"Seventh Brother, Xiao Fan, don't just stand there!" Jiang Xiaochuan called out, and with a slight thought, the dark red God-Slaying Spear silently slid into his palm.

He stepped onto the enlarged gun barrel and waved to the two men, "Come on up!"

Du Bishu and Zhang Xiaofan then came to their senses and quickly climbed up, standing firmly on either side of Jiang Xiaochuan behind them, instinctively grabbing his clothes tightly.

With a squeak, Little Grey nimbly hopped onto Jiang Xiaochuan's shoulder, its little claws gripping his hair tightly.

"Hold on tight!" Jiang Xiaochuan shouted in a low voice, urging the order with his mind!

The gun, carrying three people and a monkey, suddenly rose into the air with a faint glow of dark red light!

The speed at which it started was far faster than that of Song Daren and the others' Immortal Sword!

Du Bishu and Zhang Xiaofan felt a tremendous force suddenly throw them upwards. The wind whistled sharply in their ears, startling them so much that they cried out in fright. Their hands clenched even tighter involuntarily, and their hearts leaped into their throats!

Ascend! Soar to the heavens!

In an instant, the three of them broke through the thin mist that swirled in the mountains and plunged into the boundless, clear blue sky!

The sky was a pure, deep blue, like an inverted deep sea, boundless and magnificent enough to take your breath away and inspire awe.

A biting yet incredibly refreshing wind rushed towards them as if it were real, slamming into their faces and causing their clothes to flutter wildly and their hair to fly straight back!

When they wielded the God-Slaying Spear and burst forth from the vast, boundless sea of ​​clouds beneath their feet, which seemed to be covered with cotton wool, the scene before them was even more magnificent and breathtaking, beyond compare!

The thick, white clouds beneath their feet were cleaved open by the rapidly flying God-Slaying Spear, leaving a long mark. The clouds rolled and surged violently to both sides, like the snow-white waves dozens of feet high stirred up by the bow of a giant ship as it sails through the wind and waves!

The wisps of cloud that were stirred up drifted in the air like gentle ripples stirred up by a rushing river, carrying a lingering affection as they moved, leaving a long trail of cloud that gradually dissipated.

The sky was clear and pristine, a flawless azure.

Jiang Xiaochuan controlled the God-Slaying Spear, climbing higher and higher until he was nearly three hundred feet above the vast, undulating sea of ​​clouds below.

He leveled the gun, adjusted its direction, and sped off toward the towering Tongtian Peak at the edge of his vision, which seemed like a giant pillar piercing the sky!

"Wow!!!"

Zhang Xiaofan and Du Bishu had never seen such a magnificent and awe-inspiring natural wonder.

The two of them involuntarily opened their mouths wide, their eyes wide, staring at the unprecedented, dreamlike scene around them. Excitement, shock, and a little fear intertwined, stuck in their throats, turning into a short gasp, but they could not utter another word.

Only my heart was pounding wildly in my chest, almost as if it would burst out!

Even the little gray dog ​​on Jiang Xiaochuan's shoulder was excitedly squeaking and standing up on Jiang Xiaochuan's shoulder, pointing one little paw at the sea of ​​clouds, and tightly gripping his hair with the other.

Jiang Xiaochuan was also filled with excitement. He stood at the tip of the gun, letting the wind fill his robes, and looked into the distance.

Beneath the boundless blue sky, the majestic Tongtian Peak stands proudly in the center of the world. The peak is massive and steep, with its upper half disappearing into the higher clouds. White clouds, like ribbons, swirl around its waist and flow slowly.

At the summit, under the sunlight, a faint golden light can be seen shimmering, like a celestial palace.

Furthermore, a series of clear, melodious, and soul-stirring bell tolls came from the depths of the clouds, piercing through the vast sea of ​​clouds, echoing between heaven and earth, and cleansing the hearts of everyone who approached.

Just as its name suggests, it reaches to the heavens! It penetrates the earth! It leads to the azure sky!

At this moment, the closer one gets to this sacred mountain, the more "lively" the surrounding sky becomes!

As far as the eye could see, countless rays of light of different colors and lengths, like a summer meteor shower or fireworks bursting across the sky during a festival, were continuously converging from all directions of the sky and from every corner of the sea of ​​clouds below, all rushing toward the most radiant Tongtian Peak!

Crimson, orange-yellow, emerald green, aquamarine, indigo, deep purple, moon white... These are the dazzling spectacle created by disciples of the various branches of the Qingyun Sect flying through the air, each wielding a magical treasure with different attributes and shapes!

Colorful and dazzling, it streaks across the sky, weaving together a vast and magnificent net of light, like an unprecedented grand gathering of immortals, or like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea and ten thousand immortals paying homage!

The dark red, god-slaying spear they wielded silently merged into this magnificent and vast torrent, becoming a unique, unassuming trail amidst the boundless brilliance.

With the wind whistling in his ears, Jiang Xiaochuan steadily controlled the God-Slaying Spear, following the spiritual energy trails left by his master, mistress, and senior brothers. He adjusted the angle and steadily pressed it down towards the vast plaza at the foot of Tongtian Peak, which was faintly visible in the clouds.

"Whoosh!"

With a slight ripple in the air, the God-Slaying Spear landed precisely and lightly at the edge of a vast plaza paved with countless giant, flawless, and lustrous white jade stones.

As soon as it landed, the monkey Xiao Hui couldn't wait to jump off Jiang Xiaochuan's shoulder. With a "squeak," it darted off, using all four paws to curiously run around on the smooth, jade-like surface that reflected a person's image. It sniffed here and scratched there with its paws, finding everything around it incredibly novel.

Zhang Xiaofan and Du Bishu, though their feet were firmly planted on the ground, still felt their legs were a little weak, as if their souls were still lingering in the clouds of the heavens, drifting with the sea of ​​clouds.

The two composed themselves before looking around.

The square is extremely spacious, and it is difficult to see the end of it at a glance.

The ground was a complete and enormous white jade stone, smooth as a mirror, with a faint mist of spiritual energy rising from the cracks in the jade.

In the center of the square, nine enormous bronze cauldrons, each more than two people tall, were neatly arranged in groups of three. Their bodies were simple and ancient, engraved with cloud patterns and animal shapes. They stood quietly, exuding a solemn and dignified aura.

Most remarkably, the entire square was enveloped in rising clouds and swirling white mist.

The mist wasn't thick, just a thin layer, flowing slowly along the smooth jade ground. As people walked through it, their clothes fluttered, and their figures appeared and disappeared in the mist, truly giving them a wondrous feeling of "rising to the top" or "strolling among the clouds," exuding an ethereal aura.

"Xiao Fan, Lao Qi," Jiang Xiaochuan said to the two still somewhat dazed people as he put the God-Slaying Spear back into his body, "This is one of the six scenic spots of Qingyun, the 'Sea of ​​Clouds'."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded blankly. Although he had caught a glimpse of it when he first entered the sect, he was so heartbroken and confused at the time that he had never really looked closely.

Seeing it again now, I am still deeply shocked by its celestial aura, and feel as insignificant as dust.

The square was now bustling with activity, filled with the sounds of people.

Disciples dressed in various Qingyun Sect attire gathered in small groups, some standing, some walking, their conversations, laughter, and greetings blending into a buzzing sound, full of energy and anticipation for the upcoming competition.

The air was filled with faint fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from various magical artifacts, as well as the vibrant energy of the young disciples.

Jiang Xiaochuan took a deep breath of the air, which was filled with rich spiritual energy and slightly cool. Gazing at the grand and familiar scene before him, he thought to himself:

"The Seven Sects Martial Arts Tournament..."

"We've finally arrived."