"This ti, it was Ti Destiny who started it. I don't bla you, but you killed Ti Destiny, and I cannot sit idly by. You choose the ti and place. If you can survive under my blade, this matter will be written off."
This was the ssage from the Sword God, also a challenge letter, filled with the domineering spirit of the Sword Supre.
As expected, Qing Yu had anticipated this.
Not to ntion the obvious montum of the battle at Cui Feng Mountain, even Ji Chengtian, who survived, wouldn't cover this up for Qing Yu.
However...
"Survive under his blade, huh. The Sword God, still so arrogant." Qing Yu laughed lightly.
With his current strength, fighting against the Sword God, the chances of winning are unknown, but surviving is certain. Even if defeated by the Sword God, Qing Yu can escape safely.
"Next year, on the second day of the second lunar month, Dragon Head-Raising, you and I will battle." Qing Yu replied directly through the Xuantian Jade Pendant, not holding back.
As for battles, they should have so ceremonial sense, like the day of the second day of the second month, which has a great ceremonial feel. Otherwise, if you pick any random day, it would lower the status.
As for the location, it should naturally be Dragon Head-Raising. It is not only a festival but also a place na. Whether or not the martial arts fanatic Sword God can think of the place na is not Qing Yu's concern.
He straightened the lotus crown on his head and walked slowly out of the Taiji Palace.
The battle at Cui Feng Mountain defeated two Supre warriors and also firmly established Qing Yu's dominance in the Taoist Sect. Now even the Supre Taoist, the world's number one warrior, had to carefully consider whether to revolt. It's even possible that Qing Yu's supporters are more nurous than the Supre Taoist's.
Just after exiting the Taiji Palace, Shenxiao Taoist Master Lin Zixiao approached, saluted Qing Yu and said, "Salutations, Daoist Master."
"Salutations, Daoist Master Lin." Qing Yu replied with a warm smile.
"Daoist Master Lin, how is Shenxiao Dao adapting to life in Northern Zhou?"
After leaving Hou Qian, Shenxiao Dao rooted itself in Northern Zhou. Zhang Xuanji had already established connections there with Elixirs, paving the way for Shenxiao Dao.
On the other hand, the Taoist power in Northern Zhou was too limited, and Shenxiao Dao perfectly filled this void.
"Very well adapted. The Emperor Zhou, unlike Ji Chengtian, does not require Shenxiao Dao's submission. Instead, in the worldly society, many people are dissatisfied with us occupying a position among the Four Great Taoist Sects without participating in the Debating Conference, often coming to challenge us."
"However..."
Lin Zixiao revealed a rather satisfied smile, "This is exactly to our liking."
The so-called Dao debate often ends in a battle of fists. Shenxiao Dao seized this opportunity to demonstrate their force and legitimacy.
"Moreover, since the Daoist Master defeated both the Witch King and Ji Chengtian alone, no one in the Taoist sects dares to defy, practically solidifying Shenxiao Dao's status."
Speaking of this, Lin Zixiao showed admiration.
Though he is rebellious and believes his future achievents will surpass Divine Communication, it does not prevent him from respecting Qing Yu.
Not to ntion, now Qing Yu is considered a backing for Shenxiao Dao, a kind and non-intrusive one at that.
"Is that so? Then I can rest assured," Qing Yu paused and said, "Daoist Master Lin, do you think... Chunyang Palace can replace Luo Fu Palace as one of the new Four Great Taoist Sects?"
Chunyang Palace?
Lin Zixiao's heart imdiately tensed, 'Lord Qingyu is finally going to deal with Luo Fu Palace, isn't he?'
Lin Zixiao had long anticipated this, after all, since Luo Fu Palace did not give face to Qing Yu, naturally, Qing Yu would not give face to Luo Fu Palace.
After so thought, Lin Zixiao said, "Daoist Master, forgive my directness, but Palace Master Yun Zheng of Chunyang Palace is still sowhat lacking in strength, which might affect your reputation."
If Qing Yu insisted, Chunyang Palace could naturally replace Luo Fu Palace, but doing so might lead people to call Qing Yu domineering and tyrannical.
"Yun Zheng recently broke through, adding another Divine Communication to our sects. His strength can match but still falls short of replacing Luo Fu Palace.
I will arrange for him to handle Luo Fu Palace, and if he wins, taking over the position is not a problem," said Qing Yu.
"If Palace Master Yun Zheng wins, then naturally there is no worry about others saying he is not worthy," Lin Zixiao said, "and Palace Master Yun Zheng and Hua Yufei have a personal grudge, which gives him a legitimate reason to act."
True Master Tianyang, teacher of Yun Zheng, died at Hua Yufei's hands. Although it's said that life and death are determined by fate at the Dao debate, no one truly believes there is no hatred.
Yun Zheng's action is justified.
"Ha, enough of this serious talk. Let's go attend the birthday banquet." Qing Yu waved and said.
Yes, a birthday banquet, Qing Yu's own birthday banquet.
On the first day of August, Qing Yu's birthday. Though Qing Yu, a beggar, doesn't know his birthday, being a Master of Heavenly chanism, especially the top one, the so-called birthday naturally appeared.
As to why a young man in his twenties like Qing Yu would host a birthday banquet, you would have to ask those eager Taoist sect mbers...
No matter the world or the era, there are always those who seek favor with those in power. Thanks to Qing Yu's domineering reputation, this seemingly unreliable suggestion of a birthday banquet received support from many sects.
It must be said, it was a perplexing event.
'Afterwards, I should give more return gifts, otherwise, I'll add a reputation of greed.' Qing Yu thought with a bit of frustration.
If he knew who was flattering him, he would definitely give them a hard ti, no more nonsense.
......
As the entire Taoist sect celebrated the birthday of Lord Qingyu, in the eastern sky, three thousand feet high, a crack was slowly but steadily being pried open.
However, soon another Abnormal Power intervened, and the crack began to seal.
This opening and closing repeated, until finally, in a mont, the crack opened to the size of a head, revealing a face covered in frost inside.
This face, both ordinary and seemingly natural, seed to be the center of the heavens and earth. If the Sword God were here, he would undoubtedly recognize it as the face of the Supre Taoist Master who defeated him nurous tis.
Now, the world's number one, the Supre Taoist Master, was sealed within this crack.
"Dao Ancestor..." The Supre Taoist Master's eyes behind the crack harbored a wrath akin to divine fury, "You cannot trap for long."
The Supre Taoist Master knew he had been careless, thinking that even if the Dao Ancestor was a ten-thousand-year-old monster, the young Xuan Du under his influence could be easily hamred despite having ten-thousand-year-old Realm.
But he forgot that the Secret Realm where the Supre Taoist Sect resided had been passed down through generations. While it brought great benefits to the Supre Inheritors, it also hid traps within it.
At least the Dao Ancestor's control over this Secret Realm was greater than that of the Supre Taoist Master.
Thus, the Supre Taoist Master was trapped.
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