Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 232 - 186 The Ghost Taoist has arrived! _2

Chapter 232: Chapter 186 The Ghost Taoist has arrived! _2

""Whose luck is so good?"

"It’s probably King Tianran, The World’s Foremost Talented!"

"Better it be him, that way we won’t get eliminated by him ahead of time!"

"Old Observatory Master, hurry and announce it, who exactly is this lucky one?"

A group of cultivators all began to guess.

"Everyone, please calm down!"

Immortal Fei He, the Observatory Master of Moyun Temple, immediately had two Taoist boys carry out a huge wooden board, on which the group assignments of A, B, C, D were written.

"Everyone, please look!"

Pointing towards the number eighty-eight of Ding Group, the Observatory Master of Moyun Temple congratulated:

"It is this fellow Taoist who is the luckiest person in this Grand Ritual of the Heavenly Master! Those in Ding Group, please check the number on your group tag in your hands, and let’s congratulate him together!"

The cultivators assigned to Ding Group immediately picked up the group tags in their hands to look, and started to grumble unhappily:

"Damn it, it’s not me!"

"Neither is it me!"

"Should be me, right? Eh? It’s not me either!"

"Not me either!"

After the cultivators of Ding Group had checked and confirmed, they were very disappointed, and like the other cultivators, they were now very curious to know who exactly was so lucky. Thus, they all raised their heads to look around, waiting for the lucky one to reveal themselves.

"Ah, what a hassle, it’s not me either..."

Wang Tianran, who was assigned to Ding Group, looked at his group tag number and also shook his head lamentably.

"..."

Zixia, also assigned to Ding Group, looked down at her number and found it wasn’t her turn either.

After all the cultivators present in Ding Group had confirmed, they were all curious about who exactly the lucky one was.

"Aiyaya, sorry guys, my luck is just that good!"

Li Ping’an from Mount Longhu suddenly stood up and raised his group tag high, showing off with a shaking head and a swagger!

"Damn it, it’s someone from Mount Longhu!"

"Isn’t this a waste of a slot?"

"How come it’s the dog stuff from Mount Longhu that gets lucky!"

"Heavens are blind, it would’ve been better to give it to us than to Mount Longhu!"

The cultivators assigned to Ding Group all started to complain, hearing their envious and mocking voices, Li Ping’an was even happier, gloating cheekily to the other cultivators:

"Piss you off! Piss you off! Hahaha!"

"So it seems we won’t get a chance to witness the strength of Li Ping’an from Mount Longhu today!"

Muqiang Baoshan, who had a lot on his mind, narrowed his eyes at the masked Li Ping’an, feeling very annoyed.

"Young Master Li is really lucky!"

Zixia gently smiled towards Li Ping’an, silently expressing her feelings.

"Hmph! Just as well, let’s see how I deal with this frivolous scoundrel who dares to publicly tease a female disciple from Qingyun Sect!"

Senior Brother Taishi Bao of Qingyun Sect stared at Li Ping’an with a malevolent smile.

"Ah, so it’s him, he’s got it easy now, while I still have to take the field and move my fingers, such a vexation!"

King Tianran glanced at Li Ping’an and complained.

"Damn it, heavens are truly blind, letting this charlatan and coward directly advance to the top eight of Ding Group!"

After cursing Li Ping’an in his heart, Immortal Fei He of Moyun Temple still managed to smile and appease the cultivators present:

"As the saying goes, true gold is not afraid of fire; the one who makes it to the end step by step is the true strong person! Now let’s begin the competition starting from Group A!"

"Great!"

The cultivators, who had been resting and preparing for a long time, were waiting for this moment!

"Before we start, an old Taoist like myself has one last thing to say—this Grand Ritual of the Heavenly Master relates to the Imperial Court Offering, and securing a ten-year offering from the court will naturally help in strengthening one’s sect. Of course, only disciples from different sects who win the top positions in the first four groups will secure the next ten years of patronage from the Imperial Court for their sects! I hope that every fellow Taoist here will give their all, but also keep in mind the fellowship between Taoists, and avoid using lethal force!"

With his arms spread, Immortal Fei He, the Observatory Master of Moyun Temple, announced loudly:

"I officially declare the commencement of the tenth Grand Ritual of the Heavenly Master!"

As the voice of Immortal Fei He, the observatory master of Moyun Temple, fell, the cultivators of Group A took to the stage first for the competition, and in an instant, the whole Moyun Temple became tense and bustling.

Li Ping’an was initially very interested in watching, but after seeing a few matches, he realized what a mediocre display it was, which made him feel so drowsy and bored that he fell asleep in his chair.

Time passed by second by second, and a full twelve two-hour period had elapsed since the start of the Grand Ritual of the Heavenly Master, but the matches on the stage were still fiercely contested. Meanwhile, Li Ping’an and Wang Tianran slept sprawled out below, utterly unconcerned about who won or lost.

As the cultivators of Group C were fiercely competing, Taoist Boy Qing Bai, who was responsible for registration at the gate of Moyun Temple, ran in frantically.

"Master... Master... Something terrible has happened!"

The registration-responsible Taoist Boy Qing Bai ran to Immortal Fei He, the observatory master who was watching the battle, and immediately knelt down, then pointed at the temple gate direction, speaking frantically:

"Master... It’s bad... It’s really bad..."

"Qing Bai, what’s made you so panicked?"

Observatory Master Immortal Fei He immediately reproached:

"Making such a scene in front of so many seniors, what would people think?"

"Master... He"

Taoist Boy Qing Bai still pointed at the Moyun Temple gate, saying in a panic:

"He... He has come..."

The observatory master, Immortal Fei He, asked with displeasure:

"Who has come?"

Flame Cloud Sect’s Master Zhuge Junchen thought it was Pei Yuanjing who had arrived and said joyfully:

"Could it be my Flame Cloud Sect’s Pei Yuanjing?"

"It’s not... It’s not that..."

Taoist Boy Qing Bai took a moment to catch his breath and quickly said:

"The Ghost Taoist has come!"

"The Ghost Taoist?"

All the cultivators who heard these three words, whether they were Sect Leaders of The Four Great Noble Paths, Eldest Senior Brothers, or other cultivators, were immediately on high alert!

"Everyone, please halt the competition!"

Observatory Master Immortal Fei He immediately stopped the intense competition, and cultivators who were competing and those below who didn’t know what was happening asked in confusion:

"Immortal Fei He, why have you suddenly stopped the competition?"

"Because I have arrived!"

A ghostly voice came from the direction of the Moyun Temple gate, causing everyone to turn their heads in search of its source. Even though the Ghost Taoist had not yet appeared, his voice alone put all the present cultivators on edge.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Big brother, what time do you think it is, you’re still sleeping? The Ghost Taoist is here!"

The cultivator next to Li Ping’an elbowed him and woke him up immediately.

"Ah? A ghost has come?"

Li Ping’an squinted his eyes, lazily and slowly surveying his surroundings:

"No, there’s no ghost. How could there be ghosts during broad daylight?"

Li Ping’an, sleepy-faced, went back to closing his eyes to sleep, while Wang Tianran simply ignored the situation. While everyone else was nervously watching the gate of Moyun Temple, Li Ping’an and Wang Tianran continued to sleep soundly.

"The cultivator from Mount Longhu, what ’ghost has come’? It’s the Ghost Taoist who has come!"

"Ah?"

Li Ping’an, disturbed repeatedly by the cultivator beside him, lost all his sleepiness and finally began to wake up leisurely. Only after taking a sip from the teacup beside him did he ask:

"The Ghost Taoist? Who is the Ghost Taoist?"

"Hey, hey, hey, Fellow Taoist, are you really a disciple of Mount Longhu? You don’t even know who the Ghost Taoist is?"

The cultivator stared at Li Ping’an with a puzzled look, sizing him up before further explaining:

"That Ghost Taoist was originally a cultivator from your Mount Longhu’s Orthodox Zhengyi Master Sect over a hundred years ago. Besides Mount Longhu, his real name is no longer known to anyone."

"Legend has it that this person was a once-in-a-thousand-years talent of the Taoist sect, but Mount Longhu no longer had any remarkable cultivators to pass on the Daoist teachings. His master, on his deathbed, left a dying wish, commanding the Ghost Taoist to revitalize the Taoist sect at all cost!"

"So in order to rejuvenate the Mount Longhu Orthodox Celestial Master Sect, he stole the forbidden techniques of Mount Longhu and became possessed by the devil!"

"The possessed Ghost Taoist, once discovered by the Sect Leader of Mount Longhu, was immediately expelled from the sect. In his quest for greater strength, the Ghost Taoist joined other sects like Mao Mountain."

"During that period, the Ghost Taoist did many abominable deeds that defied heaven’s will in order to satisfy his desires, not only deepening his possession but also transforming his body into that of the undead, looking extremely terrifying!"