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Chapter 872 - 82: Mediating a Dispute [Seeking Monthly Votes!]

Chapter 872: Chapter 82: Mediating a Dispute [Seeking Monthly Votes!]

Jing Yuanzi passed away peacefully.

...

As an early leader of Tianyuan from the middle generation of Penglai, his future was boundlessly bright.

In fact, among his peers and prodigies, he was not only a match for the Golden Generation of Shu Mountain; even with his fellow sect brothers and sisters, there was never a huge gap.

But that’s how it was after passing Heaven’s Gate; a moment of sudden enlightenment or an encounter could potentially accelerate one’s progress by hundreds of years. Having taken charge of Tianyuan early on, he quickly outdistanced his peers.

If he could solidify this advantage, there was a high hope for him to assume the position of Penglai Sect Leader once Daoist Cang Sheng stepped down.

Over the years, Jing Yuanzi’s status in the Penglai Upper Sect truly resembled that of a Crown Prince. The leadership of the First Immortal Sect of the Human Righteous Path was almost beckoning him, indicating that half of Jing Yuanzi was already there.

This battle at Shu Mountain was meant to be his defining fight.

If he could defeat Daoist Yan in direct confrontation, there would be no one among his peers who could rival him; he would be the belated top figure of his generation! From then on, the title of Prince of Penglai would be firmly cemented.

Although his plan was not fully realized, he at least fought Daoist Yan to a draw, which was a merit in itself. But Empress Feng’s intervention made the fight unfair.

This was the reason for Jing Yuanzi’s anger.

The resentment was also why he vented his anger on the Iron Eating Beast. Sadly, it was only then that he realized how vital it was to be a stable adult.

Boom―

As Daoist Yan’s Sword Qi erupted, his internal organs were instantly crushed, and soon his entire physical body turned to dust. As his flesh and blood turned to ash, his fear vanished; his Godly Soul left his body, braving the Sword Qi Prison to make a daring escape.

A streak of light fled far away; Daoist Yan had anticipated this, and with a flick of her wrist, the Ten Thousand Swords Technique enveloped Jing Yuanzi’s soul again, hissing fiercely.

Strike while he’s down, take his life.

Such a young cultivator of the Eighth Realm was far more valuable to annihilate than an Elder, a loss that would deeply wound Penglai.

However, under desperate escape, Jing Yuanzi’s burst of speed was terrifying. The Ten Thousand Swords Technique could only meet a few slashes head-on, further weakening his soul but not finishing it.

A wisp of remnant soul still managed to escape.

Daoist Yan had foreseen this too. Although she tried hard to hunt him down, an Eighth Realm cultivator was not so easily killed. This encounter presumably put an end to Jing Yuanzi’s prospects. Even if he spent decades regaining his cultivation and spent a vast price to reconstruct his physical body, his progress was halted there; he would advance no further.

She felt Jing Yuanzi had escaped, and so did Jing Yuanzi himself.

But someone thought otherwise.

Just as Jing Yuanzi burst through Daoist Yan’s Ten Thousand Swords Technique like a shooting star across the sky, a surge of blue Sword Aura explosively emerged from the remaining peak of Shu Mountain below, carrying a terrifying primeval force!

Who is it?!

Damn, why are there Shu Mountain people everywhere... oh right, it’s because we invaded their home.

This aura posed a real threat of death to Jing Yuanzi, resembling the Sword Qi of another Eighth Realm cultivator. But had he not just escaped Daoist Yan? How many Eighth Realm Sword Cultivators did Shu Mountain really have?

Impossible!

His vision quickly moved past the blue brilliance to see the face behind the Sword Aura—a handsome yet stern visage, with eyes piercing like divine swords of this world.

That face was terrifyingly young.

Jing Yuanzi recognized that this young man did not possess the cultivation of the Eighth Realm but was merely a Seventh Realm Sword Cultivator. The reason this Sword Qi was so potent was due to the sword in his grasp.

The sword, carrying the aura of the ancients, was definitely stronger than the Xiaoyun Ancient Sword that Daoist Yan recently wielded!

This was utterly inconceivable.

A Divine Sword listed high in the Ten Thousand Treasures Record, how could Jing Yuanzi be unaware of it, and moreover, in the hands of a mere Disciple from Shu Mountain?

Speaking of which, Chu Liang produced an unknown Divine Artifact just now, and here was another wielding an unknown Divine Sword... where do these wealthy young people from Shu Mountain get these resources? He never even had such a fine sword himself!

"Ah—"

As the green sword aura approached him, Jing Yuanzi let out a scream of agony. Had his physical body not been destroyed... even if only his Godly Soul had remained intact, this sword strike should not have caused him such pain. But unfortunately, he was now as vulnerable as a large piece of mutton on the chopping board.

In his final moments, he could only ask one question, "What sword is this?!"

The young man did not waste any words and continued to watch him disperse into the air until he finally sheathed his sword, leaving behind two cold words in the air.

"Qing City."

...

Originally, Elder Cang Qiu, Senior Daoist Cang Yun, and Lu Mountain Old Man had joined forces to fight Baize. Relying on their numerical advantage of three against one, they were able to counter Baize’s terrible killing power from the Way of Yin and Yang.

But this time, when the battle resumed, the situation was vastly different.

Just as they were about to carve a bloody path with Daoist Cang Sheng, Baize once again dragged the three into the realm of Yin Yang Xushi. Here, every Divine Skill they used against Baize turned into a means of harming themselves or their allies.

Having already experienced this tactic, the three did not fall for it again. Instead, they joined forces to break down the nearby wall of illusion, pulling the battlefield back to the physical realm.

But as soon as they appeared, they were met with a fierce rebuke.

There, the Heavenly Strategy Position of the Heavenly King Sect, with seven General Star Beads above his head, shouted, "Let’s talk this out!"

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—

The seven General Star Beads smashed down, directly hitting Senior Daoist Cang Yun and sending him flying with blood spewing from his mouth. He managed to counter the first three beads using Daoist Rite, but his hurried defenses against the next three were shattered. The last four beads struck him squarely in the chest.

The reason Heavenly Strategy Position targeted only Cang Yun was that Shentu Yang from Ascending Dragon Academy also made his move simultaneously. Shentu Yang gathered the scattered rocks from the previously shattered Shu Mountain Peaks, reformed them into a mountain top, compressed it to the size of a small rock in his palm, and threw it heavily, shouting at the same time, "Everyone, calm down!"

Boom—

No sooner had Elder Cang Qiu broken through the Yin Yang Realm and steadied himself than he saw a black stone flying toward him. He conjured lightning snakes like whips, attempting to deflect the stone.

But unexpectedly, the stone weighed as much as three mountains and directly shattered his lightning snakes, striking his chest and smoothly knocking him down into the Cloud Sea below.

Whiz—Boom!

A resounding earthquake could be heard from below.

Meanwhile, the oldest, Lu Mountain Old Man, was directly confronted with a sword strike from the Regent Leader!

Boom—

Lu Mountain Old Man immediately sensed a life-or-death crisis, his body breaking out in cold sweat as he hurriedly summoned the Twelve Stone Tablets, barely managing to block the force of the sword.

As his Divine Skills dissipated, he glared at the Regent Leader and shouted, "Qi Yingxuan, have you lost your mind?!"

The Regent Leader, with a calm and indifferent expression as if nothing had happened, merely stated, "Everyone, do me a favor, stop fighting."

"You..." Lu Mountain Old Man almost blurted out the swear words he hadn’t uttered in years.

If persuasion were possible, it would be used; if not, then don’t bother. What’s the difference between your pacifying attempts and a brawl?!

Yet he also knew that these people had always had a strained relationship with Penglai Upper Sect. Even if they had been blocked by the Universe Ring earlier and hadn’t been able to get involved, now that they could, they naturally took sides all the way to their grandmother’s house.

Even though he was furious, he had to endure it. Now, if he dared to retaliate against these people, he would indeed make far too many enemies.

Although he didn’t say it out loud, he felt a gnawing hatred in his heart. These hypocrites were truly despicable!

Compared to them, the people from Heavenly Gang Sect were more genuine.

Lu Jiuwei had never left his Mysterious Yellow Battle Armor and had been guarding the sidelines. Seeming somewhat unwilling for the battle to calm down, he became the most excited when the turmoil resumed. Jumping high, he threw a punch towards the Eastern Sea Time Wheel, shouting at the same time, "Brothers fighting against Shu Mountain, did you ask your father first?"

Boom—