As the Universe Turns - Chapter 40

Chapter 40 Withered Wood Dragon Roar
“This … this is! Dragon Roar Nine Styles!”

Everyone was even more shocked when they heard the dragon’s roar. Only the Dragon’s Roar Nine Styles could hear the dragon’s roar in Xuan Qing’s Dao Art. Therefore, they were certain that this was the Dragon’s Roar Nine Styles. However, the Dragon’s Roar Nine Styles was an introductory Dao Art. It was not at all comparable to a high-grade Dao Art like the Ten Thousand Sword Art of the Cosmos. Isn’t it faster for him to use Azure Dragon’s roar to resist the Ten Thousand Sword Art?

At this moment, everyone held their breath and focused. Xiao Yichen’s hands were constantly fluttering, and a Taiji pattern appeared on his chest. The withered leaves circled around him faster and faster, protecting him. They actually blocked Ren Jianzhi’s Ten Thousand Sword Arts and Sword Qi outside.

“How could this be …”

Everyone was puzzled. Ren Jianzhi had never expected that this brat was clearly only at the Qi Refining Realm. Why was the Dragon’s Cry Nine Styles that he was currently executing able to block his Ten Thousand Sword Technique? This was absolutely impossible. How could a mere beginner dao technique resist the Myriad Sword Technique that he had painstakingly cultivated for three years!

“Go!”

With another shout, Ren Jianzhi finally used all of his strength. As soon as Genuine energy activated his body, the sword qi instantly flourished with golden light, dazzling and resplendent. It was as if heavenly might had descended upon the world, and it slashed towards Xiao Yichen.

At this moment, everyone held their breath. Even the two elders were stunned. This was not the end of the competition. It was clearly the narrow path of the Righteous Devil. Life and death were facing each other!

“Stop!”

Elder Song shouted loudly. However, if he wanted to stop him, he was afraid that if he acted rashly, both of them would be seriously injured. He could only watch as the sword qi slashed towards Xiao Yichen.

“Chi! Chi! Chi!”

The sound of the withered leaves spinning in the sky cancelled out the sword qi that was coming from the torrential rain. Each withered leaf resisted a single sword qi. Everyone below the stage was shocked. How could the Azure Dragon Roar have such divine might!

Ren Jianzhi’s expression also changed in shock. How was this possible? How could it be like this! Just as he was about to urge Genuine energy again, his body lost control and trembled violently. He almost fell from midair. He barely used the Ten Thousand Sword Technique just now. It was already Genuine energy’s great expense. Now, it was obvious that he was no longer able to support such a high-grade Dao Art.

“It’s over.”

Yi Chen’s eyes were still cold. He pushed his palms hard and the dragon roar shook the sky. The withered leaves suddenly gathered into a dragon shadow and charged towards Ren Jianzhi unstoppably. The dazzling sword qi from earlier seemed to lose its color in the wind and dissipated into nothingness under the impact of the withered leaf dragon shadow.

“Boom!”

With a loud explosion, the entire arena trembled violently. Ren Jianzhi was hit by the withered leaf dragon shadow, causing his internal organs to be damaged. He coughed out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, smashing into the arena, causing dust to fly everywhere.

The dragon’s roar gradually faded away, but the scene just now was like Yu Lei forcing his mind. At this moment, everyone was completely stunned, as if they were in a dream, as if everything just now was fake.

“Junior Brother Ren!”

Lou Qingshan instantly moved to Ren Jianzhi’s side and helped him up. However, he saw blood flowing out of his seven orifices, his eyes wide open, and blood gushing out of his mouth. He was speechless.

“Junior Brother …”

Lou Qingshan’s expression changed as he poured Genuine energy into his body with his two fingers. He then looked at Xiao Yichen on the stage, his eyes extremely cold.

“There is no high or low Dao Art, but it is the person who performs it.”

Yi Chen’s gaze was indifferent. He left this sentence behind and tapped his feet. He lightly descended onto the stage. At this moment, everyone woke up as if they were dreaming. They looked at him in astonishment. They had never seen anyone who could use the Azure Dragon Roar so fiercely. Was he really only at the Dao Cultivation Realm of Qi Refinement?

At this moment, the two elders woke up from their shock. Recalling the scene just now, the sky was dancing with withered leaves. The two of them finally thought of something at the same time. No! This was not the Azure Dragon Roar, this was the Withered Wood Dragon Roar! Could it be, could it be that senior from the Immortal Burying Cliff …

At this moment, the two of them watched Xiao Yichen’s calm departure, as if he had fallen into a cold pond.

In the distance, Little Ni Shang sat on a large pine tree and leisurely shook her feet. She looked at Xiao Yichen’s departing back and snorted softly, as if she had already predicted the outcome today.

On the Sky Jade Peak, Ruan Fu Ling slowly regained her senses. Looking at the white-clothed youth’s gradually disappearing back, she seemed to be unable to see through this unknown youth. However, what was certain was that this time, ExcellencyYaoguang was absolutely not mistaken.

The following competition continued, but because the first shocking scene still lingered in the minds of the disciples, the following competition was only counted to an end. Without a doubt, Nichang won in the end. Even when she stepped onto the stage, no one dared to challenge her, lest she end up like that sword.

…

Twilight gradually approached. The sunset glow on the horizon was like a brocade. The sound of “rustling” echoed on the Immortal Burying Cliff. The old man wielded a broom and swept the withered leaves on the ground that could never be finished. Ten years was like a day, and a hundred years was like a day. He had long since gotten used to it.

Right at this moment, a sword light suddenly came from the horizon and landed on the edge of the cliff. In an instant, it transformed into an old man with an immortal style. However, when he saw the old man wearing a cyan Taoist robe and a cyan immortal mark between his eyebrows, he was like Adept Qingxuan, who was currently in charge of Xuanqing Sect.

“Qingxuan, it’s been a long time since you’ve been here.”

The old man’s voice was somewhat hoarse. He still lowered his head and swept the floor. He did not raise his head to look at him. Adept Qingxuan smiled softly and walked up. He stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at the clouds and said with a smile, “The last time I saw Martial Uncle Kusong, it must be the previous A Heavenly Sect Martial Meeting.”

Daoist Qingxuan, who was in charge of the entire Xuanqing Sect, actually called the old man in front of him Martial Uncle.

“Sigh” The old man let out a long sigh and put the broom under a pine tree. “Why did you come to find me?” He said slowly.

“No, I’m just here to take a look.” Adept Qingxuan smiled. After a while, he said, “I heard that Ling Yin’s disciple, did you teach him the Withered Wood Dragon’s Roar?”

“What? Disciple is eager to learn, so I will teach him. Why not?”

“No, no.” Adept Qingxuan quickly smiled and said, “However, he is Yin’er’s disciple after all. I’m afraid that Yin’er won’t be happy to know …”

The old man shook his hand and said, “What does it have to do with me if she is unhappy? Her disciple taught me the cultivation method of the Violet Night Peak’s Jade Light Bloodline. No problem …”

“This …”

Daoist Qingxuan smiled bitterly when he heard this. After a long time, he looked at the cliff and sighed, “It’s just that the young man didn’t know how serious the attack was. I heard that the disciple from the Xuanyang Peak was seriously injured. With Junior Brother Xuanyang’s temper, I’m afraid he’ll have to go find Yin’er to make a big fuss this time.”

“That’s your business. What does it have to do with me?”

The old man said slowly. Daoist Qingxuan shook his head and smiled bitterly. The two of them stood silently at the edge of the cliff and looked at the sunset sky. After a long time, True Azure Mystery sighed again, “This youth is very similar to Junior Brother Cang Ming back then. Junior Brother Cang Ming was the same back then. Whoever said a bad word about his master, he would fight to the death with others …”

“I can’t even protect my only disciple. What are you talking about? Forget it, you can go back …”

…

Two days had passed since the compet.i.tion. There were many people gathered in the Heavenly Lake Square this morning. There were a few Excellency that were rarely seen in the ordinary days. They had tried it once every three years. The disciples who had entered the sect for the next three years would go to the Jade Peak Book Collection Pavilion to select the Xuangong Heart Techniques that were suitable for their cultivation. Of course, these Heart Techniques also belonged to the Xuan Qing General Heart Techniques.

Yi Chen followed Ling Yin half a step away. Not long after he arrived at the plaza, a red-robed old man rushed over angrily. He was none other than Xuanyang Excellency of the Profound Yang Peak of the Yang Opening Meridian. He was ranked fourth out of the seven.

“Ling Yin, you’re finally here!”

Daoist Xuanyang’s beloved disciple was severely injured by Xiao Yi Chen. At this moment, his expression was naturally not good. Obviously, he was asking for trouble.

The atmosphere in the plaza instantly froze. The surrounding disciples didn’t dare to make a sound. Mei Yue and Yi Huanzhen in the distance couldn’t say anything. They knew that Xuanyang Excellency had always been at odds with Ling Yin because Xuanyang Peak belonged to the “Pill Refining” sect. Xuanyang Excellency was also very good at refining medicine and advocated using pills to help his disciples consolidate their cultivation.

However, Ling Yin said that there was no shortcut to cultivation. Pills can only mislead people. As for what kind of pill it is, the Immortal Origin Ancient Land has always had different opinions. Pills may have shortcomings, but as long as they are used wisely, they will not be as bad as Ling Yin said. Otherwise, how could Daofather Three Purities in ancient times have such a treasure like the Eight Trigrams Furnace?

At this moment, Ling Yin’s face was as calm as still water, and she said, “Senior Brother Xuanyang, may I know what is the matter?”

“Humph!” Daoist Xuanyang flicked his sleeves and said, “What’s the matter? I still want to ask you! You taught me a good disciple!”

Ling Yin frowned slightly and said, “I heard about what happened two days ago. The disciples don’t know the importance of it.” At this point, he turned his head slightly and said to Yi Chen, “I’m not going to apologize to Xuanyang Excellency.”

Who would have thought that Xiao Yi Chen was born stubborn and turned his head away, “It was his disciple who challenged me first. What’s wrong with me?”

“You!” Daoist Xuanyang’s expression was even more frosty. Ling Yin frowned and said, “Don’t be rude.”

When Yi Chen saw that his master was here, he didn’t dare to make any mistakes. He walked forward, his body twisted, and he shook his head. “Senior Brother Xuan Yang, I know that I was wrong. Next time, I will definitely make my move softly …”

As soon as these words were spoken, many disciples around couldn’t help but laugh. Some even laughed out loud, but Ling Yin’s brows furrowed even deeper. As for Daoist Xuanyang, his face was even angrier than a pig’s liver.

In the distance, Mei Yue also frowned. Three years ago, she was very unhappy when she saw this ungrateful youth barge into the grand ceremony. Now that she saw him enter the sect for three years, he was still as ungrateful as before. He had no respect for his elders. In her heart, she did not like this disciple Ling Yin anymore. Only Dao Mountain brat would always be a mountain brat. Don’t bring her Nichang down too.

On the other hand, Yi Huanzhen had always been easy-going and carefree. He smiled and said, “Junior Sister Ling Yin, this disciple is indeed a bit naughty. She will grow up in a few years.”

Master Xuanyang was so angry that his entire body trembled, but he was speechless. Finally, he pointed at Ling Yin and said in a bad mood, “You taught a good disciple!” With that, he brushed his sleeves and left angrily.

Seeing the fierce old man leave angrily, Yi Chen felt very unhappy. However, when he saw Master’s cold gaze, his entire body couldn’t help but tremble. He stuck out his tongue and didn’t dare to speak anymore.

When he returned to Purple Night Peak at noon, Yichen saw that Master was still cold and ice-cold. He only said that she was still angry and laughed, “Alright, Master, I really know that I was wrong, but it was indeed the sword that came to provoke him first. I should have taught him a lesson on behalf of Master …”

Before she could finish her sentence, Ling Yin’s expression turned even colder, “Stand still!”

“Oh …”

Yi Chen didn’t dare to be naughty anymore. He put his hands behind his back and lowered his head. Ling Yin said, “Memorize the first and third rules of the sect.”

“Oh …”

Yi Chen pursed his lips and said, “The first rule of the sect is to respect one’s teacher, not to offend one’s superiors, not to contradict an elder, and not to deceive an elder …”

“The third one!”

“The third rule of the sect is to treat each other courteously and respectfully. You must not fight viciously, deliberately injure others, or bully others …”

“What should I do if I violate it?”

Ling Yin’s expression was cold, but Yichen wasn’t afraid. He smiled and said, “Alright, Master, I know that I was wrong. There’s no one else here anyway …”

“Stand still!”

“Oh …”

Yichen stuck out his tongue and didn’t dare to be naughty anymore. Ling Yin brushed his sleeves and said, “Go to the Purple Bamboo Forest to reflect. I can’t leave until I come back in the afternoon!”

“Oh.”

Yi Chen had no choice but to go outside with his hands behind his back. When he arrived at the Purple Bamboo Forest, he stood facing a bamboo tree without daring to move. Only when he felt his master descending the mountain did he relax slightly. In the afternoon, he felt bored. He stood there and couldn’t help but doze off. He sat down against the bamboo tree and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Yi Chen suddenly felt his head being smashed by something. He was so frightened that he hurriedly stood up and shook his head, saying, “The third rule of the sect, between fellow disciples” As he read, he looked around without seeing Master’s shadow. Then who was smashing him just now?

As he thought about this, another pine fruit flew over from afar and smashed into the back of his head. Yichen quickly turned around and saw a few bamboo leaves floating down slowly, but no one was seen. He said with concentration, “Who? Who is so bold as to toy with this Great Immortal?”

“Humph!” Right at this moment, a cold female voice came from not far away, “Your master told you to think about it here, but you are sleeping here. You are truly courageous!”

“Master …”

Yichen’s face was shocked. Something’s wrong. Master went down the mountain. Why did he come back so quickly …