Chapter 97: Please Let a Better Man Handle It (Second Update)

Chapter 97: Please Let Someone Else Handle It (Second Update)

The immortals of Tai Er Sect were truly sinister, repeatedly dispatching avatars to probe him.

Each contact seemed wonderful but carried risks everywhere, and encounters required extreme caution!

Fortunately, his own caution proved sufficient, scattering three thousand thoughts across every corner of Tai Er Sect, maintaining a full 365-degree, twenty-four-hour vigil, which prevented him from falling into the trap.

After this incident, Luo Feng felt even more acutely that the dangers within the prehistoric world were immense, with hearts full of schemes and profound city walls.

Facing celestial immortals and earth immortals, he could barely protect himself, but against golden immortals, would he not simply be toyed to death?

"But to test who he truly was?"

Luo Feng toyed with the silver bracelet, sinking into deep thought.

Tai Er Sect possessed three immortals: Tai Er Immortal, Yuan Ling Immortal, and Jiu Lian Immortal.

Was it one of them who had taken action to probe him, or perhaps all three immortals working together?!

If the latter, Luo Feng should consider relocating his nest.

The days passed continuously until half a month later.

When Luo Feng had already refined thirty puppets, he suddenly received a message.

Sect competition?

Gazing at the jade talisman in his hand, then at Fire Cloud Senior Uncle's smiling face.

Luo Feng asked faintly, "Senior Uncle, does our sect have this kind of competition?!"

He did not understand Tai Er Sect's atmosphere?

One word: stable. Two words: calm. Three words: super stable.

Supervising disciples relied on magical nets, outer disciples were not permitted to descend the mountain, and inner disciples were pitifully few.

Fire Cloud Daoist laughed heartily, "We don't have it, but Xuan Yuan Seven Sects do."

Despite Fire Cloud's foolish appearance, his tongue was quick, narrating the full story in detail.

Tai Er Sect was a sect that prepared neither for fighting nor brawling, dedicated entirely to learning, and naturally had no such thing as a sect competition.

But Xuan Yuan Seven Sects did! Although they were an alliance, alliances were not one family, and even within one family there were disagreements.

Over tens of millions of years, the seven sects had employed various methods to overcome these contradictions, mutually adjusting, and jointly advancing the construction of new relationships.

They consistently emphasized seeking common ground while reserving differences and insisted on consultation, establishing the main tone for the seven sects' relationship amid the storms and placing a ballast.

This was fighting but not breaking, harmony but not uniformity.

Hence, the Seven Sects Martial Competition was established.

First, to resolve personal grudges, second, to rank positions high or low, third, and most importantly, to see whether the major sects had excellent talents, how the juniors performed, whether they could become immortals, and if the sect faced the danger of lacking successors.

The Heavenly One Pavilion was precisely because of the lack of successors that it was listed at the bottom of the Seven Sects.

Looking at the smiling, foolish Fire Cloud Daoist.

Luo Feng shook his head and said, "Senior Uncle, I'm not being humble. You say, how can a small foundation-building cultivator with fewer than a few years of cultivation represent the sect in the Seven Sects Martial Competition?! You might as well let someone else handle it."

Fire Cloud Daoist still smiled, "Tian Yi Junior, words cannot be spoken like that. The martial competition is divided into Nascent Soul, Golden Core, Foundation Building, and so on."

"You are foundation-building water path, truly top grade, and with rich experience from a loose cultivator's life."

"The inner sect has researched and decided that you will serve as the captain of the foundation-building competition."

Luo Feng hesitated, "This... isn't it a bit like appointing someone? What would the other foundation-building disciples think?"

Fire Cloud Daoist laughed heartily, "Don't worry about that, the foundation-building competition requires three people, you are merely the captain..."

"A person's destiny naturally depends on self-struggle and diligent cultivation, but one must also consider the historical process..."

"Currently, among the foundation-building cultivators in the sect, only you new disciples exist, and you are the one with deep roots in foundation building... So people are unknowing, and the future is unpredictable."

"Truly immutable."

"Truly not workable!"

Seeing Fire Cloud Daoist's intent was firm and unchangeable.

Luo Feng sighed, "If it benefits the sect, I will disregard life and death. How can I dodge calamity and seek fortune when there is good fortune?"

"Junior will humbly accept."

"This is good, this is good." Fire Cloud Daoist left with a foolish smile, "Junior, do not forget the time, gather at the square in three days."

Luo Feng listened carefully, nodded, and said, "The disciple understands."

After Fire Cloud Daoist left holding a red wine gourd, walking and sipping, Luo Feng's expression gradually calmed.

He found a patch of shade, split a stone stool, and sat down quietly.

The situation deteriorated once more.

The Tai Er Sect immortals began further probing him, from literary friends' contacts and sending opportunities, to the current martial confrontation that forced him to act, revealing flaws from which he could observe them.

Step by step pressing, inching forward.

One must know that a mature daoist compared to a new sprout stepping onto the immortal path had obvious differences.

Not only in mana and cultivation level, but also in experience, techniques, and even dao heart.

Once action was taken, without notice, habitual flaws would be exposed.

The breeze blew through the verdant trees, and a green leaf fell into his palm.

Luo Feng turned the leaf, seeing the veins clear and textures interlaced.

Calming his heart, thinking deeply again, he could not help but sigh that this move held deep meaning.

It contained another layer of calculation within.

If Luo Feng truly were a newbie who could not see through the heavy routines.

It could only be considered a test by the sect immortals for their junior disciples.

If Luo Feng saw through it, it would prove he was not a newbie but an old slick.

At that time, it would not be the sect immortals harming junior disciples, but the sect's discerning eyes discovering spies.

Therefore, whether Luo Feng discovered it or not, this dumb loss could only be swallowed.

This steadiness, this thoughtfulness.

I am willing to honor you as the strongest!

But fortunately, all things have a ray of vitality.

Yin and yang evolve the heavens and earth, everything is two-sided; if there is bad, there is naturally good.

The good side was that the Tai Er Sect immortals always merely suspected him, suspicion was only suspicion, and they had not made even one positive move.

Whether literary or martial, they all proceeded naturally without any manipulation.

Therefore, as long as this barrier was passed and the disguise succeeded, most doubts would be eliminated.

This time, it was about performance!

All heavens and all worlds, dao was supreme!

The grand competition of the Xuan Yuan Seven Sects was a rare opportunity for Tai Er Sect members to descend the mountain openly.

The scene was once intense, quite spectacular, with gongs and drums resounding, firecrackers exploding, red flags waving, and crowds of people...

Almost fighting out real fire.

The intensity was equivalent to the bell ringing, fierce tiger breaking out of the cage, snatching food in the cafeteria.

After causing a commotion for most of the day, the contestants were finally selected.

Three foundation building, three golden core, three nascent soul, one nascent spirit.

The leader, contrary to expectations, was the smiling Fire Cloud Daoist.

"Why is Fire Cloud Senior Uncle leading the team?"

As expected, a trace of agitation arose in the crowd.

Fire Cloud Daoist's image as a kind old man was deeply ingrained, making them feel a bit uncomfortable.

"That's because..."

The participating youth, the Nascent Soul Daoist, said faintly, "Fire Cloud Senior Uncle has killed an immortal!"

The protagonist will soon ascend to the Heavenly Court, and after finishing the Heavenly Court, return to the mortal world.