Chapter 470

Chapter 470: Who Leads, Five Elements Dao Sect or Heavenly Sword Sect?
Lingyin Sect.

Yu Zhao held the Soul Summoning Bells in her hands and played with them, unable to put them down.

On the other side, Ancestor Feihong and his son Du Wu Xiang were being personally escorted down the mountain by Elder Qun Fang and the master of Hengnan Sect. Their mood was the complete opposite of Yu Zhao’s.

They traveled together for thousands of miles without saying a single word. The air between them was heavy.

In the end, Du Wu Xiang could not hold it in anymore. He lowered his head and admitted his mistake: “Father, this child was useless and embarrassed you.”

Ancestor Feihong asked calmly: “Do you think I am angry because you lost the match?”

His tone held no clear joy or anger, but Du Wu Xiang’s scalp tingled, and his heart instantly tightened.

Since Father put it that way, there had to be another reason. He racked his brain, but still could not think of what else he had done wrong.

He was so nervous that fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ancestor Feihong suddenly shouted: “Fool!”

His wide Daoist robe swelled with his aura, snapping sharply in the wind as they flew.

He said coldly: “It is one thing to be weaker than someone else. But you actually dared to use underhanded tricks in front of everyone. Did you think no one would notice?”

Du Wu Xiang’s face turned as white as paper.

Back then, he really had not thought that far.

The threat Yu Zhao brought him was simply too great, especially the talent she showed in the Illusion Dao. It was terrifying.

So, without even thinking, he had given rise to the idea of cutting off future trouble once and for all.

In his mind, as long as Yu Zhao’s soul was heavily wounded, he might be punished, but with his father there, he would still be able to get away with his life.

Who could have guessed that Yu Zhao had already seen through his tricks and even planned to use the chance to kill him instead.

If Father had not acted in time, the one whose soul was torn apart would have been him.

Realizing this after the fact, Du Wu Xiang broke out in a cold sweat all over.

Seeing this, Ancestor Feihong was even more disappointed.

Du Wu Xiang had not thought of the consequences at all before attacking, and forced him to step in and clean up the mess.

The Soul Summoning Bells had originally been a gift Ancestor Feihong prepared for Du Wu Xiang to help him break through to the Void Refining Stage. The materials for Artifact Forging and the Artifact Forging master were all chosen with great care.

But to calm Ancestor Sui Bian’s anger, and to teach Du Wu Xiang a lesson, he had decided on his own to give the Soul Summoning Bells to Yu Zhao instead. The loss was huge.

Du Wu Xiang’s face burned red with shame. He could not refute a single word, and could only follow silently behind Ancestor Feihong.

Very soon, he noticed that Ancestor Feihong was not heading toward the Teleportation Array. He could not help but say: “Father?”

Ancestor Feihong said: “You cannot represent Lingyin Sect in the Dao debate, but Lingyin Sect is not the only sect in Bi Fang Realm.”

Since he had come to Bi Fang Realm and learned about the coming grand event, Ancestor Feihong was not willing to go back empty-handed.

He had agreed to come to Lingyin Sect mainly for Elder Qun Fang’s sake, but in truth, Lingyin Sect was not the only sect that had invited him.

He always acted cautiously. After accepting Lingyin Sect’s invitation, he had not given the other sects a clear refusal. Now he could just go and recommend his sect in person.

Du Wu Xiang hesitated and said: “But Lingyin Sect has Yu Zhao…”

Ancestor Feihong said: “As long as you rank in the top ten, you can enter the Eye of Bi Fang. There is only one Yu Zhao. Are you saying you cannot even fight for the other nine spots?”

Du Wu Xiang’s spirit lifted.

Monsters like Yu Zhao, he had only ever seen one in all these years.

He clenched his fists and said: “Father, please be at ease. I will not disappoint you again.”

Ancestor Feihong gave a cold snort from his throat. That counted as an answer.

Du Wu Xiang ground his teeth and silently swore to himself that he would stand out in the Sect Dao Debate and win a place to enter the Eye of Bi Fang.

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“Senior Sister Yu Zhao! Ancestor Sui Bian is calling you to the sect’s main hall.”

Yu Zhao thanked the disciple who came to pass on the message, then headed toward the Lingyin Sect main hall, puzzled in her heart.

[Why did Ancestor suddenly remember to call me there?]

These past few days, Yu Zhao had been in her room getting used to the Soul Summoning Bells, while Ancestor Sui Bian had been running to Senior Qun Fang’s residence every day.

Because of what happened that day, Senior Qun Fang’s attitude toward Ancestor Sui Bian had become much better. By right, Ancestor should not want to see Yu Zhao right now.

With that question in mind, Yu Zhao walked faster and faster.

Before she even reached the hall, she heard hearty laughter coming from inside.

As soon as she stepped through the door, Ancestor Sui Bian rushed over and waved at her: “Little Yu Zhao, come here. Let me introduce someone to you. This is my best friend, and also the Ancestral Patriarch of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Black Daoist. You can call him Black Ancestor.”

Standing beside Ancestor Sui Bian was a very sloppy Daoist.

His hair was tangled together like dry grass. His Daoist robe was so old it was covered with layer upon layer of patches. On his back he carried a sword wrapped three or four times in torn cloth.

He looked dirty from head to toe, but his eyes were bright and sharp. When he looked at Yu Zhao, it was as if he were looking at a rare treasure. Light seemed to shine from deep inside his gaze.

Back in Godsfall Land, Yu Zhao had often heard Ancestor Sui Bian mention Black Daoist.

Black Daoist was very different from others. He did not care about worldly things and put all his heart into the sword. Other than his Flying Sword, it was hard to find a second item on his body. He could be said to follow the style of the Heavenly Sword Sect to the extreme.

Yu Zhao stepped forward and bowed: “Disciple Yu Zhao of the Five Elements Dao Sect greets Black Ancestor.”

Black Daoist nodded again and again and said: “Good, good!”

He reached to pat around his body out of habit, but found nothing.

Awkward, he dropped his hand and looked at Ancestor Sui Bian in shame and anger: “Why did you not tell me earlier who Yu Zhao is? Now I cannot even take out a proper meeting gift.”

Ancestor Sui Bian snorted: “Even if I had told you, you could not take out anything good. I was doing you a favor.”

After knowing each other for so many years, how could Ancestor Sui Bian not know what kind of person Black Daoist was.

Back when they traveled and trained together, Black Daoist had wanted to save the Spirit Jade needed for the Teleportation Array, so he insisted on dragging Ancestor Sui Bian to cross the starry sky on his Flying Sword.

Halfway, they ran into a Starry Sky Beast. Ancestor Sui Bian had to use up half of his ancestral treasures just to barely escape.

After that, Ancestor Sui Bian was afraid of something similar happening again, so he took the initiative to offer to pay the Spirit Jade for the Teleportation Array for Black Daoist. Black Daoist still refused, and only then did the two part ways.

Black Daoist muttered in protest: “Who says that? I cannot take something out now, but that does not mean I cannot later.”

He turned to Yu Zhao and said seriously: “Yu Zhao, I will owe you this meeting gift for now. Next time, I will make it up to you.”

Yu Zhao wanted to refuse, but Black Daoist was very firm.

It was rare to meet a junior from the Cultivation World. As an Ancestor, he had to show something.

Besides, there were many things he wanted to ask Yu Zhao about. If he did not give anything at all, even he felt he would be in the wrong.

After the two of them finished speaking, Ancestor Sui Bian asked Senior Qun Fang to help arrange a place for Black Daoist to stay.

As soon as he settled in, Black Daoist could not wait to ask Yu Zhao: “Right now in the Cultivation World, between the Five Elements Dao Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect, who is at the top?”

Ancestor Sui Bian puffed out his chest proudly and answered before Yu Zhao could speak: “Do you even need to ask? Of course it is my Five Elements Dao Sect. Otherwise, the one standing here in front of you would be a disciple of your Heavenly Sword Sect.”

The biggest achievement of that brat Xu Kaishan was taking Yu Zhao as his disciple.

It really gave Ancestor Sui Bian a lot of face.

Black Daoist did not want to believe it, but when he looked at Yu Zhao, whose bearing was steady and whose aura was calm and restrained, he had no choice but to accept it.

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