594: Dongxuan Daoting

A month later.

At the center of Xuanyun Realm, on Xuan Dao Peak, within a beautiful pavilion perched on a cliff, a calm figure sat quietly, with wisps of burning incense drifting upwards towards the sky.

"Daozi."

At this moment, a young figure lightly arrived from a distance, came before the pavilion, and bowed to the calm figure sitting inside.

"Today, the duel between Princess Huaying and Young Master Ting has concluded, with neither side claiming victory."

"Many Disciples went to observe the battle, and among them, Princess Lingxin of Xinlai Ancient Kingdom proposed that the original agreement between Princess Huaying and Young Master Ting be made a regular event, to be held every five years as a grand gathering for young Geniuses, named the Tingying Assembly."

"It has already received the approval of many Genius Disciples from various forces present, and it is expected that in a few days, invitations will be sent to the peak for Daozi."

The young figure bowed slightly, softly relaying the news received from the Flowing Light Sand Realm to the figure's back.

Hearing this.

Qin Wuyou showed no reaction; mere young Juniors were not yet in his eyes.

"There is also another piece of news."

"On Dao Saint Mountain, the Dongxuan Dao Court’s Hongdao Heavenly Venerable has taken a new inner-chamber Disciple, a young Fairy named Gui Yi."

The young figure did not pause, continuing to speak.

"Dao Saint Mountain..."

Inside the pavilion, Qin Wuyou quietly opened his eyes, his gaze long and distant, looking towards the vast misty clouds in the far sky.

At the peak of Dao Saint Mountain, sits the Dongxuan Dao Court, one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects of the Eastern Desolation, a truly peerless great sect where Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable has manifested the Great Dao.

"Heavenly Venerable..."

Qin Wuyou murmured in his heart, pondering for a moment.

"Understood."

He then waved his hand towards his back.

That person bowed, received the order, and retreated.

"The Dao of the Heavenly Venerable is close at hand; in this world, I will eventually have a place..."

Qin Wuyou's heart stirred; as for the so-called inner-chamber Disciple, he had never paid them any mind. His goal had always been that powerful existence high above the ancient world... In the northern part of the Chaotic Sea, within Gui Zhou Island.

A handsome young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old leaped down from a tall spirit boat.

He landed in front of a group of figures, all about ten years old, who had been waiting on the shore.

"Jiajun Sister, quickly tell us!"

A slightly plump little fatty's eyes lit up, and he spoke repeatedly to the handsome young man.

"Ahem, Jiayong, you've forgotten Jiajun Sister's instructions again. Outside, you should call her Jiajun Brother."

Another boy of about ten years old lightly coughed.

"Yes, yes, yes."

The slightly plump Zhou Jiayong's heart skipped a beat, and he repeatedly agreed.

Zhou Jiajun nodded lightly, casting an approving look at the boy who had spoken to correct him.

"Alright, I'll tell you all about this Tingying Assembly..."

Zhou Jiajun gently nodded, and taking the group of boys of about ten years old, they boarded a Spirit Crane with a wingspan of dozens of feet, talking as they went.

The Spirit Crane flapped its wings, flying towards the center of Gui Zhou Island.

"Chuanjian, what do you think she means by this?"

After Zhou Jiajun left with the group of boys.

On the spirit boat docked at the shore, two streaks of light flew out.

One of them, a tall man, frowned as he looked at a red spirit pendant in his hand.

He had agreed to Princess Huaying's challenge, and a duel naturally came with stakes.

This Spirit Nurturing Pendant was Princess Huaying's stake, and he had offered a Thunder Pearl, which he had refined by collecting myriad thunderbolts in the Thunder Dao Domain of the Floating Island, possessing immense power.

Its value was equivalent to this Spirit Nurturing Pendant, which could store one's Spiritual Qi and magical power.

The two had agreed that whoever won could take both stakes.

They had competed using Divine Abilities and spell arts understood from Great Power Lei Yan, but ultimately, neither proved superior.

Thus, it was a draw, with no clear winner.

But in the end, Princess Huaying proposed that they exchange stakes as a memento.

"In my opinion."

"No, according to my Xin'er, she probably has some interest in you."

Beside Zhou Chuanting, a steady young man with a broadsword on his back stroked his chin, slowly nodded, and said earnestly.

"Is that so?"

Zhou Chuanting gently caressed the Spirit Nurturing Pendant in his hand, falling into contemplation.

"But I advise you to be cautious."

"Princess Huaying is of noble status, and her talent and appearance are all top-notch; countless people pursue her."

"She must have met countless people."

"Perhaps she just finds you somewhat interesting and is sending you some signals."

"If you take the bait and eagerly chase after her, you'll probably just become one of that large group of suitors."

Zhou Chuanjian, recalling many stories Xu Xin'er had told him, said to Zhou Chuanting with a solemn expression.

"Is that so?"

"Will it really be like that?"

Zhou Chuanting was a little puzzled.

"Of course, my Xin'er would never lie to me."

Zhou Chuanjian nodded calmly.

However, he was completely unaware that Zhou Chuanting beside him already showed a hint of peculiar expression.

"Chuanjian, I finally understand why Chuan Qi (Legend) and Chuan Fa didn't want to go with us."

Zhou Chuanting sighed.

Xu Xin'er's name had appeared in Zhou Chuanjian's mouth countless times on this journey; who could endure that?

Zhou Chuanting shook his head, but there was no other meaning.

Whoosh ~

The thunderous escape light accelerated.

"Hey, why?"

Zhou Chuanjian's heart stirred, and with his magical power circulating, he quickly chased after Zhou Chuanting ahead... At the same time.

At the junction of the Chaotic Sea's Inner Sea and Outer Sea, on a huge Floating Island suspended in mid-air.

Deep within the Rain Dao Domain, where the patter of rain was ubiquitous.

A young figure with unusual pupils had a treasure-blue Talisman suspended above his head; water elemental energy bloomed, warm and delicate, and myriad raindrops fell, yet they did not touch his body.

Not long after.

A giant waterfall, seemingly falling from the Nine Heavens, appeared before Zhou Chuanqi's eyes.

"Nine Heavens River..."

Zhou Chuanqi's heart trembled.

Although it wasn't the first time he had seen this miracle, each time he saw it, he was awe-struck.

He heard that this was merely the Old Ancestor's casual creation back then.

At this moment, at the bottom of the silver river falling from the Nine Heavens, a tall figure with black patterns all over its body and two horns sat cross-legged, being constantly washed by the endless torrent.

The waterfall was swift, continuously scouring away the magical power and demonic flames that the tall figure refined at all times.

"Senior."

Holding the Water Dao Talisman he had sought from the Clan, Zhou Chuanqi dared not get too close, and shouted loudly towards the black figure.

His voice passed through the sheets of rain, and by the time it reached the silver river, it had been weakened by an unknown amount.

Yet, it still startled the tall black figure awake.

Seeing the tall figure open its eyes and look over, Zhou Chuanqi's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his hand, a wine jar dozens of feet in size appeared.

Boom!

Zhou Chuanqi circulated his magical power and violently threw the wine jar towards the bottom of the Nine Heavens River.

Futian Great Sage Yan Mo's eyes slightly brightened, and he extended a large hand, like a cattail fan, to grasp the dozens of feet large wine jar.