Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends
Chapter 78, Qingyun Competition

Chapter 78: Chapter 78, Qingyun Competition

At this moment, in the center of the square, cloud after cloud of Qingyun rose, each exuding an abyss-like aura that suppressed and battled one another.

Above Duobao’s Qingyun floated a thirty-three tiered pagoda’s phantom, undulating up and down.

Within Wudang Saint’s Qingyun, a bracelet spun, bursting forth with brilliant light.

Other Jie Sect’s Qingyun also each had their unique features, with Immortal Artifacts and Spiritual Treasures competing for brilliance.

The Qingyun of both Duobao and Wudang Saint overwhelmed the disciples of the Western Sect, Chan Sect, and Human Sect, hovering above everyone’s Qingyun.

Bai Jin walked to a corner in the distance, paused, looked at the rising clouds of Qingyun on the square, then took a detour and carefully crouched back to his original place.

After sitting down, Bai Jin transmitted his voice: "What’s going on here?"

Shi Ji softly said beside him: "Younger Brother, after you left, they sparked a real fire in their debate, now they are competing with Qingyun."

"What about Fairy Cai Feng?"

"She left!"

Bai Jin was speechless, knowing that the Four Sects don’t get along yet still leaving, was it intentional? He muttered a few words in complaint, then contentedly sat down drinking wine, watching the competition with interest. The Jie Sect was actually overpowering the Three Religions, impressive! The eldest disciple might not be very smart, but his strength is indeed formidable.

...

Ran Deng smiled and flicked his hair crown with his fingers. Humm~a Qingyun appeared, and within the Qingyun, three lotus flowers were tightly closed, a small black-green lamp appeared atop the middle lotus, and a Xuanhuang ruler appeared above the lotus on the left.

As soon as Ran Deng’s Qingyun appeared, the Five Elements Spiritual Power from Between Heaven and Earth gathered, forming five colored ribbons that danced around Ran Deng’s Qingyun, rendering it dazzling with colors, representing Daluo Realm, Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, and Five Qi Chaoyuan.

Humm~Everyone felt their Primordial Spirits tremble, and a downpour-like pressure overwhelmed them, making all Jie Sect Immortals tremble violently, their faces flushing red.

Both Duobao and Wudang felt the greatest pressure, their bodies suddenly sank, making cracking noises, their faces covered in dense cold sweat, gritting their teeth to endure.

In contrast, disciples of the Western Sect, Human Sect, and Chan Sect also started to feel discomfort, and then seemed to feel nothing at all.

Shi Ji trembled all over and transmitted: "Senior Brother, I can’t hold on any longer!"

Gu Liang also transmitted in agony: "Senior Brother, help~"

In an instant, Bai Jin’s figure flashed and disappeared. The faces of Shi Ji and Gu Liang stiffened—Senior Brother... Senior Brother actually fled?

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"Drinking wine in song, how ephemeral is the life of the Immortal~ Good wine, good wine indeed!"

While the disciples of the Four Sects competed with their Qingyun, a hearty voice came, with Bai Jin holding a wine pot, walking over with drunken eyes.

Shi Ji and Gu Liang both showed expressions of surprise, Senior Brother had come back.

Bai Jin suddenly stopped as he came face to face with the densely gathered Qingyun, and said in confusion: "Eh~ My fellow disciples, I haven’t seen you in just half a day, what are you up to?"

Ran Deng, Duobao, and Wudang amongst others all had the same thought: What do you mean by not seeing for half a day? Didn’t you just come back a moment ago?! Then ran out as if you’d never returned? Think we are blind?!

Bai Jin’s eyes lit up and said: "Ah~ My fellow Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers, are you comparing the beauty of Qingyun? Interesting, interesting~ Let me give it a try too."

Bai Jin flicked his hair crown, and a Qingyun rose from the top of his head, with Merit Money falling like rainwater in a cycle, rendering the entire Sky Garden dazzling with golden light.

Everyone’s expression changed instantly, and they subconsciously covered their faces with their sleeves. So dazzling! Completely blinding.

Ran Deng cried out in surprise: "Merit Cloud~"

The others also quickly moved their sleeves aside, turning their heads to look at Bai Jin’s Qingyun, all showing shock and astonishment. Is that really the Merit Cloud? Where did he get so much merit?!

As soon as the Merit Cloud appeared, the heavy pressure on the square vanished, leaving the air light and the world at peace.

Gu Liang grabbed Shi Ji’s sleeve, excitedly exclaiming, "Senior sister, look! Our senior brother has so much money, really a lot of money."

Shi Ji nodded stiffly, realizing that senior brother truly didn’t care about those 100,000 Merit Money. I thought he was showing trust in me! I’ve been moved for several months.

Bai Jin, with his hands on his hips, laughed heartily, "Isn’t my Qingyun the prettiest?!"

Ran Deng looked at Bai Jin’s glittering Merit Cloud and then at his own colorful Five Qi Cloud. Normally, the majestic and glorious Five Qi Cloud now looked dull and cheap, like a maid with makeup standing in front of a noble young lady.

Ran Deng silently withdrew his own Qingyun, and the rest of the immortals quickly withdrew theirs as well. Next to the Merit Cloud, other Qingyuns simply paled in comparison. Putting out a Qingyun is to compare Tao Rhythms, but pulling out a Merit Cloud, which is a grace from Heavenly Dao, how can you compete with Heavenly Dao? It shattered their spirits!

Bai Jin, hands on his hips, laughed out loud and proudly declared, "Indeed, my Qingyun is the most beautiful."

The crowd, watching Bai Jin laughing heartily, secretly cursed, ’a petty person reveling in great success’. It’s just some merit, after all. If you’re able, why not compare cultivation with us? Why does it feel so bitter inside?

Duobao was in disbelief, transmitting, "Where did Bai Jin get so much merit?"

Wudang answered curiously, "Didn’t you know? Bai Jin has a lot of merit, and he even made Merit Money. He likes to give Merit Money to junior brothers and sisters to play with."

Duobao was silently speechless. Giving out merit for fun? Quietly cursing inside, what a waste! Unbelievable, the heavens have given merit to such a person.

Gu Liang, watching Bai Jin with his hands on his hips and a smug look, whispered, "Senior sister, is our senior brother really drunk?"

Shi Ji whispered back, "I don’t think so!"

Ran Deng stood up, forcing a smile, "Nephew’s Qingyun is truly breathtaking!"

Bai Jin laughed heartily, appearing modest, "Not at all, not at all, uncle’s Qingyun is also beautiful~ Colorful and lovely, like a flower."

Like a flower? Ran Deng suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been stabbed in the heart, and forced a smile, "Nephew, now that the competition is over, can you put away the Qingyun? This golden light is really too dazzling."

Bai Jin nodded in agreement, "Although it’s beautiful, it indeed is a bit too bright, not matching my low-profile temperament. Your Qingyuns are better, low-key yet luxurious with depth." The Merit Cloud descended, entering Bai Jin’s body.

The immortals in the square all felt a surge of bitterness, ’To hell with low-key luxury with depth!’ Isn’t it just lacking merit?!

Bai Jin, holding a jug, stepped into the center of the square, and raising his jug he looked around, saying emotionally, "Being here today, we are all disciples of the Saint, the Primordial Heavenly Pride, originated from the same source as brothers. As the future pillars of the Mysterious Sect, seeing all of you fills me with emotions. Here’s a toast to you all."

On the seats, all the immortals hurriedly picked up their cups, smiling and saying in unison, "Senior brother, please~"

"Let’s drink together!" Bai Jin called out cheerfully, lifting the jug to drink.

All the immortals also raised their cups and drank, showing respect for the wealthy boss.

Bai Jin put down the jug, feeling deeply moved, "With such emotions and this scene, I feel unsettled. I shall compose a poem to ease my lifetime’s sentiments."

On the seats, Duobao put down his cup, frowning, "What’s with Bai Jin? Is he really drunk?"

Wudang Saint, with a smile at the corner of her mouth, said, "Junior brother is not one to act rashly. If he does this, he must have his own reasons."