Chapter 178

Chapter 178: Is It Polite To Call Him “Fellow Daoist”?
“Eh, Yu Zhao moved.”

“What is she trying to do? Is she going to go after the other cultivators?”

“This…”

On the high platform, several elders of Wen Ding Pavilion looked at each other.

In their minds, Yu Zhao taking first place was already a sure thing. There was no need to target other cultivators and make everyone unhappy. It would be easy for the rogue cultivators to treat her as a common enemy.

“She has amazing talent, but her temperament is still lacking.”

One elder sighed.

Elder Ji Dao felt unreasonably annoyed.

“In my view, Yu Zhao is clever. If she is doing this, she must have her reasons.”

“You are just blinded by her talent.”

“So what if I am? She even looks like one of our Wen Ding Pavilion people. It is just a pity she was snatched away by the people of the Five Elements Dao Sect! Otherwise I would at least fight them for the right to be her master!”

While the two elders argued, the distance between Yu Zhao and Tang Rui was already less than one zhang.

Tang Rui pulled out three silver needles and hid them in his palm. Sweat dripped into his eyes, stinging them badly, but he did not dare raise his hand to wipe it away.

The corner of Yu Zhao’s mouth lifted in a cold arc.

The next moment, her Soul Force surged out.

An invisible force rushed toward Tang Rui.

Tang Rui only felt a light breeze brush across his face. His body’s instincts made him blink.

In the blink of an eye, he found himself standing in a sea of fire. Scorching heat baked his flesh, and a faint smell of burned meat filled his nose.

His pupils shook. This was… an Illusory Realm?

It was way too real.

[No, he could not believe it.]

[He had to get out!]

[He still had to keep competing!]

After a brief moment of panic, Tang Rui quickly steadied his mind and started thinking of a way to break it.

Breaking an Illusory Realm was not really simple, but it was not that hard either.

An Illusory Realm was a technique that confused the heart. Only by holding fast to one’s true self could one break through the illusion.

In his previous life, Tang Rui had managed to reach the top ten in the Individual Competition. That alone proved he was not a useless nobody.

He calmed his qi and focused, pushing away all stray thoughts. He kept reminding himself that he was on the Martial Practice Field, not in a sea of fire.

After a short while, he felt the temperature around him start to drop.

Just when he thought he was about to break free of the Illusory Realm and was secretly pleased, a huge force slammed into his waist and stomach.

“Ugh!”

He grunted as his whole body flew out like a shooting star across the sky.

Yu Zhao lifted her head and watched Tang Rui fly farther and farther away, then pulled back her foot with satisfaction.

The Illusory Realm really could not hurt anyone.

But she could.

The nearby cultivators saw Yu Zhao send Tang Rui flying with one kick. Every one of them fell silent, their eyes shifting away. No one dared to meet Yu Zhao’s gaze, afraid they would be the next restless soul under her feet.

“Ha ha ha! Interesting! This is too interesting!”

Elder Ji Dao burst out laughing with delight.

That kick of Yu Zhao’s was so clean and sharp. What was even better was that her opponent did not even resist and turned himself into a living target.

The more Elder Ji Dao looked at Yu Zhao now, the more pleasing he found her. He almost wanted to grab her back to his sect on the spot.

The other elders, however, were focused on Yu Zhao’s mysterious Illusion Art.

Tang Rui, who was at the Late Golden Core Stage, had not guarded himself at all in front of Yu Zhao and lost miserably.

If any other disciple faced her, they would probably end up the same way.

Thinking about it this way, it was actually a good thing that Yu Zhao was not taking part in the Sect Grand Tournament.

While the elders of Wen Ding Pavilion were feeling lucky, Yao Ji and Ten-Thousand-Slayer only felt a great disaster falling on their heads. Their eyes were about to pop out.

Who would have thought that the quiet woman next to that foul-mouthed bald donkey was even scarier than his sharp tongue.

Tang Rui had not even lasted a single round before being kicked out of the field.

[How many rounds could they last?]

Speaking of it, there was not any deep hatred between them and her. If they bowed their heads and admitted they were wrong now, would she maybe show mercy and let them go?

Very soon, they threw that idea away.

She had acted so decisively that she did not even give Tang Rui a chance to argue. There was no way she would be soft-hearted with them.

There was only one way not to be eliminated by her.

They had to eliminate everyone else and end the first round early!

In a flash, Yao Ji and Ten-Thousand-Slayer came to the same decision.

Then the entire Martial Practice Field fell into chaos.

Every cultivator who still had the power to fight began thinking of ways to get rid of others. Yu Zhao’s plan to eliminate Ten-Thousand-Slayer and Yao Ji fell through.

At this time, Tang Rui, who had been thrown so hard that he saw stars, coughed up a mouthful of blood and dazedly lifted his head.

A shiny, polished bald head filled his vision.

Tang Rui: [!!!]

Monk Bu Yan grinned and quietly raised the wooden fish mallet in his hand.

When Yu Zhao and Yao Wu Jiwalked out of the Martial Practice Field, they saw Monk Bu Yan standing at the edge with a smile, waiting for them.

Yao Wu Jipaused and circled around him: “Bu Yan, I feel like your smile is really strange. Did you go do something bad behind our backs just now?”

Bu Yan’s smile froze. In his heart, he wondered how Yao Wu Jihad seen through him.

Yu Zhao swept out her Divine Sense and did not sense Tang Rui’s presence. She guessed that he had already been sent on by the high monk in front of them, so she helped change the subject.

“Yao Wuji, do you have a place to stay?”

The first round had ended early. There were still three days before the second round started.

Yao Wu Jiwaved carelessly: “I have lived in the mountains and fields since I was little. The sky is my blanket and the ground is my bed. Everywhere is my home. You do not need to worry about me. I will show up on time in three days.”

She summoned the Scarlet Spider and sat cross-legged.

The Scarlet Spider bent its eight long legs and kicked off. In just a few breaths of time, Yao Wuji’s figure was gone.

Yu Zhao and Bu Yan were just about to return to Wen Ding Pavilion.

Si Tu Xuan suddenly blocked their path.

The two of them looked at him in confusion.

“I… I am Si Tu Xuan, from the Eastern Domain’s Si Tu Clan.”

Si Tu Xuan held it in for a long time before he managed to squeeze out that simple self-introduction.

Yu Zhao and Bu Yan exchanged a look.

Si Tu Xuan was a bit strange, but they still had to give the Si Tu Clan some face.

“Yu Zhao, Five Elements Dao Sect.”

“Poor monk Bu Yan, from Clarity Sound Temple.”

Si Tu Xuan returned the greeting, excited: “Fellow Daoist Yu, and… Fellow Daoist.”

Bu Yan: “?”

[What, I am not allowed to have a surname now?]

[And he was a monk.]

[Calling him “Fellow Daoist”, was that polite?]

Monk Bu Yan once again felt the urge to knock his wooden fish ritual block.

Si Tu Xuan did not notice Bu Yan’s mood at all. He was still trying to find ways to talk to Yu Zhao.

Yu Zhao forced herself to chat with him a bit and found that Si Tu Xuan truly had no bad intentions. He seemed to be here because he wanted to make friends, which surprised her a lot.

She had thought that with Si Tu Xuan’s proud nature, he would never take the initiative to befriend others. And even though his every move showed the air of a young master from a great family clan, he was not as arrogant and dismissive as the rumors said.

Thinking of it this way, in her last life when he suddenly vanished after the grand competition, maybe it had not been his choice at all but because he met with some accident.

Yu Zhao was startled by her own thought, and her expression froze for a moment.

“Fellow Daoist Yu, are you tired? I was being rude. Please go ahead. We will meet again in three days.”

Si Tu Xuan forced himself to hold down his excitement. Only when he had walked far away did he finally wave his fist with joy.

The nearby cultivators saw what he did and all looked over curiously.

“What are you looking at? Scram!”

Si Tu Xuan’s face turned cold as he glared fiercely at them.

Everyone shrank back their necks and scattered like startled birds.

Once they left, Si Tu Xuan became happy again.

Do not misunderstand. He was happy because he had made a connection for his family clan with a future Grand Adept!

Really, he truly did not have any other thoughts!