Chapter 473

Chapter 473: I Will Just Touch It, Nothing Else
Elder Tie Shan was a body cultivator. Every inch of his skin contained explosive strength. His neck was especially thick, almost merging with his head, so that from far away he really did look like he had no neck at all.

“What did you say!” Elder Tie Shan roared.

He was so angry and embarrassed that his fists clenched, making sharp cracking sounds like tiny sonic booms.

“Elder Tie Shan, Sui Bian is my honored guest. Do not be rude,” Senior Qun Fang said.

With a light wave of her sleeve, a gentle yet irresistible force spread out, separating the two of them like an invisible barrier and instantly dissolving the tense, confrontational atmosphere.

Elder Tie Shan gave a heavy snort. His gaze suddenly swept to Yu Zhao, who was standing beside Ancestor Sui Bian: “You are Yu Zhao, the one who defeated Du Wu Xiang?”

Yu Zhao was just about to bow when Elder Tie Shan gave a contemptuous snort, then turned and led his two tower-like disciples with big strides toward the Lingyin Sect disciples, as if even looking at Yu Zhao for another moment was a waste of time.

“Elder Tie Shan is always like this. I apologize to you on his behalf,” Senior Qun Fang said with an apologetic smile.

Ancestor Sui Bian waved his hand: “It is fine. Big guys like him usually do not have much of a brain. I, your Ancestor, will not argue with him.”

Yu Zhao held back her laughter and nodded along at the side.

“For this Sect Dao Debate, Elder Tie Shan’s two disciples will also be participating,” Senior Qun Fang said.

Yu Zhao suddenly understood. No wonder he looked at her with such dislike. He had taken her as a rival.

Even though they were all fighting for the Lingyin Sect, there was only one slot to enter the Eye of Bi Fang.

Elder Tie Shan’s behavior was nothing more than trying to give her a warning in advance.

“Thank you for the reminder, Senior,” Yu Zhao said.

Senior Qun Fang turned her head and glanced at the Hengnan Sect Master, then said softly: “Everyone is here. We should set out.”

The Hengnan Sect Master nodded in understanding. With a wave of her sleeve, a small, delicate palace flew from her palm.

The palace was only the size of a palm, tiny and exquisite. As it met the wind, it grew, and in the blink of an eye it became a grand and majestic giant palace floating in midair.

“Elders and disciples who are participating in the Dao debate, please enter the palace at once,” the Hengnan Sect Master’s voice rang across the square.

Elder Qun Fang made an inviting gesture to Ancestor Sui Bian and the Black Daoist. The three of them flashed forward and were the first to step into the palace.

Yu Zhao followed closely behind.

The rest of the group then entered the palace one after another and each found a seat.

The space inside the palace was vast. The walls were inlaid with countless spirit jades that gave off a soft glow. The air was filled with a faint, refreshing fragrance.

After everyone entered, the Hengnan Sect Master stood at the front of the hall, formed hand seals, and shouted softly: “Rise!”

At once, the whole palace trembled slightly, then slowly rose into the air and sped toward the distance.

Outside the palace, clouds swirled and wind howled, but inside it was as steady as firm ground. There was no sense of shaking at all.

The Black Daoist was a bit excited. He sat cross-legged by the wall, his hands repeatedly stroking the spirit jades set into it, his eyes shining with an eager look.

Seeing this, Ancestor Sui Bian quickly pressed down his hands and said in a low voice: “We are in front of Qun Fang. Leave me some face!”

The Black Daoist sheepishly drew back his hands, but he still muttered in dissatisfaction: “I am just touching them. I am not doing anything else.”

“Heh.” Ancestor Sui Bian let out a cold laugh. “And who was it back then who ‘casually’ stole another sect’s town-sealing sword stele and dragged me into being chased by a group of sword cultivators for a full half-year?”

Having his old misdeeds dragged out, the Black Daoist was a bit ashamed and angry: “Did I not send it back later?”

“Yes, you did,” Ancestor Sui Bian said. “Only after you had fully comprehended all the sword intent left on the sword stele did you finally bring yourself to send it back. By then, more than half a year had already passed!”

“I still returned it,” the Black Daoist insisted.

Then the two of them started taking turns exposing each other’s embarrassing stories. Yu Zhao listened with great interest. Even Senior Qun Fang and the Hengnan Sect Master had somehow drifted over at some point to listen to their bickering together.

The Lingyin Sect’s palace treasure was already a top-grade flying tool. Its speed was extremely fast, able to cross a thousand miles in the blink of an eye. On top of that, the place where the Sect Dao Debate was held was not too far from the Lingyin Sect.

Three hours later, a towering mountain gradually appeared.

The whole mountain was crimson red, stretching for hundreds of miles. Its shape resembled a red bird spreading its wings to fly, and there was a round, pearl-like object set into the mountaintop.

Looking closer, one could see that it was actually a huge cave. The opening was round, with a faint red glow shining from within. From far away, it looked just like a pearl.

“The mountaintop is the Eye of Bi Fang,” Senior Qun Fang said. “The place where the Sect Dao Debate is held is at the foot of the mountain.”

Following Senior Qun Fang’s words, Yu Zhao looked over and saw countless figures moving around at the foot of the mountain. Clearly, many sects had already arrived early.

“Prepare to descend,” the Hengnan Sect Master said.

As her words fell, the palace slowly descended and finally came to a steady stop in a wide open space at the mountain foot.

At the mountain foot, cultivators from the major sects of the Bi Fang Realm had already gathered. Some were speaking in low voices, some were sitting with eyes closed to rest. The air was filled with a tense yet excited atmosphere, and even the wind seemed to carry a hint of killing intent.

Yu Zhao walked out of the palace. Feeling the tension in the surroundings, a strong battle will rose in her heart.

Her gaze swept casually around and then suddenly stopped on the right.

In the middle of a group of disciples with fluttering robes, two special and familiar figures were standing.

They were none other than Du Wu Xiang, the opponent Yu Zhao had defeated not long ago, and his father, Ancestor Fei Hong.

Yu Zhao stared in a daze for a moment, then understood. After losing to her, Du Wu Xiang had not left the Bi Fang Realm. Instead, he had chosen to cooperate with another sect and continue taking part in the sect debate.

Seeing Yu Zhao staring in one direction, Ancestor Sui Bian also looked over curiously. He immediately saw his old enemy and that troublesome child of his enemy and could not help clicking his tongue.

Ancestor Fei Hong, who had been talking with another stern-looking man, seemed to sense their gaze and turned his head to look.

When he saw them, not only did his face show no trace of discomfort, he even gave them a slight smile.

“What a thick skin,” Ancestor Sui Bian said with a shake of his head. Then he stopped paying attention to Ancestor Fei Hong and followed Senior Qun Fang toward the Lingyin Sect’s temporary station.

Next to Ancestor Fei Hong, Du Wu Xiang was completely stunned.

“Father, the man beside Yu Zhao, could he be… Ancestor Sui Bian?” he asked.

The last four words were very hard for him to say.

He really did not want to connect that handsome, dazzling youth with that round, white-bearded old man.

But his father’s next words instantly shattered his wish.

“It is him,” Ancestor Fei Hong said.

“Hiss…”

Du Wu Xiang sucked in a cold breath.

How in the world did Ancestor Sui Bian manage to have one body that looked so plain and ordinary while his other body was so breathtaking?

Before this, he had only sneered at his father’s words. Now that he had seen Ancestor Sui Bian’s other appearance, he suddenly grew curious about his past.

He was just about to ask Ancestor Fei Hong about Ancestor Sui Bian when a burst of noise suddenly rose from the front, cutting off his thoughts.

He looked toward the sound and could not help freezing.

The center of all that noise was actually Ancestor Sui Bian.