76: Chapter 76 The arrogant Qiu Shang!
The Supreme Beginning Stele was located within a Secret Realm in the Holy Land. At this moment, the originally vast Secret Realm was filled with Holy Land Disciples and Elders.
In their center stood a hundred-zhang-tall stone stele, completely black, its surface covered with dense inscriptions.
Upon closer inspection, they were all names. The higher up one looked, the fewer the names, until at the very top, only four golden names remained, like emperors ruling the world, looking down upon their subjects below.
In front of the stele, Qiu Shang looked up, and his Battle Intent instantly surged. He wanted to obtain a Holy Art suitable for him from this stele!
The surrounding Holy Land Disciples saw the hostility in Qiu Shang's eyes. They already knew what had happened, and a surge of anger rose in their hearts.
This brat from Ninefold Mountain dared to come to the Holy Land to compete with them; this was a blatant provocation. They had to teach him a lesson today!
Among the crowd, nine figures were particularly conspicuous. Each one exuded a powerful Aura, isolating them from the others. Their gazes towards Qiu Shang ranged from cold indifference to disdain, and more.
Qiu Shang noticed their gazes and said with a contemptuous tone, "So these are the sequence Disciples of the Supreme Beginning Holy Land? Their Aura is quite strong, hehe."
Lin Wuyuan and Yun Ya stood in the Void Realm. Seeing that most of the Disciples had arrived, Lin Wuyuan nodded to Elder Mo Yang below.
Mo Yang gestured, walked to the stele, and said, "Fellow Daoist Qiu Shang, will you go first, or shall our Holy Land Disciples demonstrate?"
Qiu Shang shook his head lightly, and his words made the Holy Land Disciples glare in anger, "Of course, the Holy Land Disciples go first. The main character usually appears last, you know."
"Hmph! Arrogant fool." A young man in inner sect attire walked out from the crowd, glared at Qiu Shang, and bowed to Mo Yang, saying, "Elder Mo, this Disciple is willing to demonstrate for Junior Brother Qiu of Ninefold Mountain!"
Mo Yang nodded, "You may."
"It's Senior Brother Zhuge Qing, the number one ranked inner sect Disciple! With him, he'll definitely suppress that brat's arrogance."
"That's right! Senior Brother Zhuge was able to Ascend to fifty zhang three years ago, and he must be even stronger now!"
Whispers of Disciples discussing came from all around. They all favored Senior Brother Zhuge Qing. Hearing the affirmation from the surrounding Disciples, Zhuge Qing's confidence soared, and he flashed to the base of the stele.
He looked up at the stele, "This time, I must surpass fifty zhang!"
"Whoosh!" A sound of breaking air rang out, and Zhuge Qing instantly reached a height of ten zhang. An invisible pressure emanated from within the stele. Zhuge Qing released his Imperial Body, dispelling that pressure.
Next, twenty zhang, thirty zhang... until he reached fifty zhang, where Zhuge Qing stopped. At this point, he was already sweating profusely, and his face began to turn pale.
Feeling this familiar pressure, Zhuge Qing gritted his teeth, his blood Qi surged, his Dharma Aspect Great Perfection Aura erupted, and his Imperial Body Aura reached its strongest state.
"Now! Charge!" With a loud shout, Zhuge Qing actually ascended a few more zhang, reaching fifty-nine zhang!
"Clang clang clang" Zhuge Qing withstood the pressure and tremblingly wrote his name crookedly on the stele with his spirit sword. Then he flew down.
He wiped away the beads of sweat from his forehead, sheathed his spirit sword behind him, and looked up at his name, a hint of joy and regret in his eyes. He had done it, nine zhang more than last time, but it was a pity he was one step short of sixty zhang, which would have granted him a Saint Legacy.
"Senior Brother Zhuge Qing, well done!" Some Disciples shouted loudly around him.
Mo Yang also nodded, his eyes full of praise.
"Tch, that's it? I was almost falling asleep. Is a mere fifty-nine zhang worth being so happy about? Truly incomprehensible."
"Only improving this much in three years, and you still have the nerve to show off?"
An untimely voice came, and the crowd was instantly furious! "Brat, what did you say! If you're so capable, why don't you reach fifty-nine zhang yourself!"
Zhuge Qing's face was grim. This person actually looked down on him so much. Mo Yang, who was beside him, also couldn't stand it and said in a low voice, "Young friend, even if Zhuge Qing is not as good as you, you don't need to belittle someone else's hard work like that."
In the Void Realm, Lin Wuyuan glanced at Yun Ya, ": If your Disciple acts like this, aren't you afraid his Dao Heart will become unstable from a setback one day?"
Yun Ya smiled faintly, "You don't need to worry about that, Fellow Daoist Lin. Even if there is such a possibility, it won't happen here."
Lin Wuyuan sneered in his heart, "Heh heh, you just keep gloating. You'll get what's coming to you soon!"
Below, Qiu Shang's face was full of disdain, "What I said is the truth."
After speaking, he went directly to the base of the stele, "Let me show you what a Genius is!"
"Boom!" The Aura of a Holy Body emanated, and the faces of Zhuge Qing and the other Disciples changed. Even the nine sequences began to frown.
Around Qiu Shang, as the Holy Body Aura erupted, nine mountain peaks suddenly appeared, each containing a different Aura—heavy, cold... Qiu Shang stood amidst the mountains, like a king of the mountains, capable of making all things submit.
"Is this a Holy Body phenomenon? Uh... why don't I feel anything?"
"Heh, don't even mention it, I don't feel anything either." Among the crowd, some people felt strange. How could a Holy Body not shock them?
Then, they remembered that invincible figure in the Extreme Dao Tower and immediately understood, their expressions turning strange as they looked at Qiu Shang.
Some bewildered Disciples, seeing their usual good friends so calm in the face of a Holy Body, looked astonished, "No way, buddy, why aren't you reacting at all? This is a Holy Body!"
"I know, I know. Look at you, so unworldly. Don't say I'm your brother when you go out later!"
That person instantly froze in place, staring blankly ahead. He felt that this world was so unreal.
Ahead, Qiu Shang's Aura had reached its peak. Without further hesitation, his entire being instantly vanished from his original spot!
The speed was like lightning. A flash of light passed, and he had already reached thirty zhang.
"What, so fast!" Zhuge Qing exclaimed, feeling immense pressure all at once.
Then, forty zhang, fifty-nine zhang, in less than an instant, he reached the position where Zhuge Qing had been. Qiu Shang looked back at the grim-faced Zhuge Qing below, his expression mocking.
Then, the nine mountain peaks suddenly erupted with nine different divine lights, blocking the pressure from within the stele. Qiu Shang once again soared into the sky, sixty, seventy, eighty... until eighty-three zhang! He then stopped, drew the heavy sword from his back, and carved his name.
Fluent and neat handwriting, the difference was obvious at a glance.
"Om!" As Qiu Shang carved his name, the stele suddenly began to shake. At eighty-three zhang, a Saint phantom appeared, pointed a finger at Qiu Shang, and a white orb of light merged into the latter's glabella.
Qiu Shang's expression brightened with joy, and he flew down. Mo Yang, Zhuge Qing, the nine sequences, and those Disciples who still couldn't understand why their brothers' attitudes had changed so much, all had grim expressions.
Their Holy Land's Legacy Holy Art had actually been taken by an outsider. This was a disgrace and sorrow for the Holy Land!
After today, their Supreme Beginning Holy Land would once again become the laughingstock of the Southern Wilds.
One of the sequence Disciples was unwilling and was about to step forward but was stopped by another sequence Disciple, "Don't go. As Holy Land sequences, even if we win, others will say it's an unfair victory. Besides, the most we could reach is also eighty-something zhang, and don't forget, he only has Dharma Aspect Realm cultivation."
That person paused, his expression unwilling, and he laboriously retracted his foot, as if it were bound by a thousand-pound weight!
Qiu Shang came before Zhuge Qing, his expression arrogant, "Do you see? This is the gap between you and me. Some people are born to only look up to others. This is fate, and you must accept it!"
"Rumble!" Zhuge Qing felt a loud bang in his head, and he staggered backward, his chest feeling as if crushed by a giant rock, unable to breathe.
"Not good!" Mo Yang's face changed drastically, and he was about to step forward. From afar, an incomparably domineering voice came, pulling Zhuge Qing back from the brink of a shattered Dao Heart!
"Damn it, which little punk dares to act tough in front of me! Doesn't want to live!"