Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence - Chapter 198:
Chapter 198: Chapter 106: Spirit Treasure, Spirit Essence_1
“Junior Ancestral Master!”
At the Debate of Dao conference, be it the Imperial Astronomical Bureau’s Esteemed Emissary or the sect’s prodigies, the cultivators of all major sects on top of the Primal Chaos Tower, all wore a stunned expression, followed by a swift change of color on their faces.
Mo Li is Mount Laojun’s most outstanding prodigy of the current era, the pillar of Mount Laojun for the coming hundreds of years, and is in no way inferior to the current Headmaster of Mount Laojun in terms of prestige.
One could even predict that once Mo Li becomes a Taoist of Rongcheng’s Fine Jade Grotto Heavens, he would definitely ascend to the position of the Headmaster of Mount Laojun in the future.
However, such an extraordinary character of prodigious talent, would actually address the young girl who has swept through several Qi Training Stage cultivators as his Junior Ancestral Master.
This immediately had all the major sects thinking about those elder monsters in Rongcheng’s Fine Jade Grotto Heavens, who have lived since the last Spirit Energy Tidal Surge era till now.
“This young girl is actually related to those elder monsters in Rongcheng’s Fine Jade Grotto Heavens? Could she be the late-born daughter of one of those elder monsters?”
“Given the high regard Mo Li has for her, she’s definitely not just the offspring of one of the True Beings. Although Mo Li’s position is somewhat inferior to a True Being, he wouldn’t go as far as to fear the daughter of a True Being.”
“Could she be the daughter of one of the True Monarchs from Rongcheng’s Fine Jade Grotto Heavens? The Mystically Profound True Monarch, or the Jade Vault True Monarch?”
“Hehe! it might be that one of the elder monsters has found a renewal technique and started on the cultivation journey again in this Spirit Energy Tidal Surge era.”
“Given her control over Elemental Qi to such an extent, it’s not out of the question that it might be this elder monster.”
Gong Buyu looked at Mo Li with indifference, without any happiness in his withdrawal, instead, a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on her slightly frowning brows.
“You, stay, fight!”
The brief words, yet they contained a willpower that one couldn’t refuse.
In Gong Buyu’s view, her Master’s intention to have her defeat all the strong enemies at the Debate of Dao conference and win the title was to temper her conviction.
As the disciple in name of the Supreme Taoist who once dominated an era, she must inherit the will of the Supreme Taoist to dominate her peers. This Debate of Dao conference is just a start.
In the future, her opponents will be those ambitious self-proclaimed Taoist sages, sacred lands’ geniuses; if she can’t subdue these six prodigies whose cultivation levels are lower than hers, how can she talk about inheriting the will of the Supreme Taoist?
If Mo Li chooses to withdraw, it would be much easier with one less enemy, but it wouldn’t fulfill the Master’s requirement to temper her conviction.
Therefore, Gong Buyu firmly refused, the three-foot Qingfeng condensed from ice in her hand already pointed at Mo Li from a distant.
Mo Li was taken aback, he hadn’t anticipated that his choice of withdrawal would incur his Junior Ancestral Master’s displeasure.
The others on the stage were similarly at a loss, in their eyes, Gong Buyu and Mo Li were from the same sect, but she disrupted Mount Laojun’s plan, even drawing her sword against Mo Li.
Many people started imagining an internal factional conflict within Mount Laojun.
Seeing Gong Buyu’s firm attitude and considering that the Supreme Taoist could very well be at this Debate of Dao conference, Mo Li quickly realized that Gong Buyu’s attitude could be related to the Supreme Taoist.
That stern Sword Qi locked on him, seemingly ready to slash down the moment he showed any sign of retreating.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Mo Li swept away all his inner fears, his gaze no longer showing any hesitation.
With a gentle swing of his wide sleeves, Mo Li advanced instead of retreating, behind him, Elemental Qi converged into a furnace that was furiously burning with fierce fire.
“From all the elders of the sect, it is said that Junior Ancestral Master is the first prodigy since the establishment of Rongcheng’s Fine Jade Grotto Heavens, even far surpassing all the Ancestral Masters.
Today, Mo Li dares to request Junior Ancestral Master for some guidance!”
As his words fell, a huge fire dragon emerged from his sleeve as Mo Li’s hands formed incantations; wherever the fire spread, the ice and snow melted, instantly shrouding the entire stage in a dense mist.
Profound Divine Power – Fire Dragon Eight-Trigrams!
Admiration finally appeared in Gong Buyu’s indifferent eyes. A massive ice python emerged from the river, crashing into the fire dragon with an unstoppable force.
With each collision, the dragon’s sharp claws and massive mouth easily tore apart the ice python. Snow and ice on the body of the ice python melted in large amounts. The Profound Divine Power was something that the ice python, which was merely a form, couldn’t compete with.
But the cold ice from the vast river constantly flowed to the ice python, despite the burning of the fire dragon, it couldn’t be cut off.
“What are you all waiting for?”
Mo Li, struggling to control the fire dragon, shouted.
As his words fell, Yunxia Zi, who was holding the Eight-Trigrams Compass in the cloudy mist, sparked to life. The celestial soldiers, armored and armed, charged towards Gong Buyu.
The celestial soldiers formed formations, the Eight-Trigrams Compass spun, altering space. In the next moment, the celestial soldiers, who were originally hundreds of meters away from Gong Buyu, had already trapped Gong Buyu within the formation.
The Elemental Qi roaming between heaven and earth was all suppressed, the chilling qi spreading around Gong Buyu suddenly weakened by several notches, and she was then engaged by these celestial soldiers.
Gong Buyu was indifferent. She didn’t pay any attention to these celestial soldiers but raised her Ice Sword to face the emptiness.
“Clang!”
A fair hand holding a dagger was easily pushed back by the sword strike from Gong Buyu.
Wang Yuewen’s sneak attack from the void failed. On the Commercial Sword Box, the long-prepared Flying Sword burst out with a dazzling cold light.
The platform reinforced by the formation was easily split in half by the powerful Sword Qi, whether it was the iceberg or the chill, none of them could resist the Sword Qi at all. The inscription-engraved hiltless Flying Sword aimed at Gong Buyu’s neck to slash down.
