Chapter 123 The Left Way!

"Junior Martial Uncle, this should be the place where the Xu Prefecture's ley lines converge, right?"

Looking at the flat, slightly undulating plain before him, Zhang Gaoxian revealed a hint of high spirits.

He had been traveling tirelessly, praying for rain three times in a row; if not for the Sect's numerous Medicinal Pills and the Talismans granted by his Revered Master, he likely wouldn't have been able to handle it.

With such hard work, it was only natural for him to take the first place among the younger generation on the xuanmen merit ranking!

As for Jiang Chen, who had completed the rain prayer by cheating, he no longer even acknowledged him.

"Correct. I observe that the ley lines of Henan have basically been organized; only this last piece of the puzzle remains."

"Once you resolve the famine in Xu Prefecture, it will be time for me to check on the situation of that evil spirit," Zhang Huaiyi said.

These days, two waves of the Saint's spies had already returned; his reputation with the Saint had likely plummeted to rock bottom.

However, Zhang Huaiyi was not flustered; one had to start low and end high to truly impress others.

Just then, they saw Yang Shu riding a horse, slowly appearing in the distance and heading towards them.

"Hmm? It seems the Daoist Sects still have outstanding Disciples, to be able to find this place not much slower than us."

Zhang Gaoxian cupped his fists toward Yang Shu.

"May I ask for your name, Fellow Daoist, and which Sect you hail from?"

Yang Shu gave the two of them a cold glance before slowly speaking.

"Yang Shu. My Revered Master is Luo Gongyuan."

Both Zhang Gaoxian and Zhang Huaiyi were startled; even this person's Disciple had descended the mountain.

Luo Gongyuan was a Daoist Master as famous as Zhang Guo and Ye Fashan, yet no one knew his lineage; it was only known that he had practiced at the Jiugong Mountain Daoist Rite in the past.

Later, the Saint invited him to descend the mountain and serve as the Imperial Preceptor in the palace, but he left due to a disagreement with Zhang Guo and had been missing ever since.

Otherwise, Zhang Guo might not have become the Imperial Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty.

Although the three were equally famous, those in the Daoist Sects knew that Ye Fashan was famous because he came from Mount Mao, and Zhang Guo because of his inextricable ties with the imperial family; only then could they be ranked alongside Luo Gongyuan.

In terms of strength, Luo Gongyuan was likely the undisputed number one among the three.

His strength was such that even the Eldest Senior Brother of Mount Longhu might not be his match.

It seemed that even someone as indifferent to fame and fortune as Luo Gongyuan could not sit still when it came to gaining worldwide renown.

"So it is Senior Brother Yang, my apologies. I wonder how Senior Martial Uncle Luo has been lately?" Zhang Gaoxian tried to act familiar.

"Thank you for your concern. Revered Master is doing well."

Yang Shu looked indifferently at Zhang Gaoxian, and that single glance sent a jolt through his heart.

For some reason, even though his cultivation was not inferior to Yang Shu's, he felt as if he had been seen through just now.

This made him secretly wary.

Seeing Yang Shu about to move forward, Zhang Gaoxian's heart stirred, and he quickly blocked Yang Shu's path.

"Is Senior Brother Yang also here to pray for rain and dispel the disaster for the people of Xu Prefecture?"

Yang Shu reined in his horse and said nothing, just staring at him intently.

After a moment, he said softly, "Move aside."

Zhang Gaoxian acted as if he hadn't heard, still blocking the way with an unchanging smile.

"Senior Brother Yang, I arrived at this spot first. Perhaps Senior Brother Yang could look elsewhere?"

His words were polite, but this place was already the convergence point of the ley lines, the most suitable location for rain prayer.

If he went elsewhere, it would likely require a Life Wheel Realm cultivator to successfully pray for heavy rain.

Clang!

A flash of white light appeared; Zhang Gaoxian was startled and retreated rapidly.

With a swish, a straight sword mark appeared where he had originally stood, like a bottomless chasm.

"Senior Brother Yang, what is the meaning of this?" Zhang Gaoxian's face was extremely grim; if his reaction had been a second slower, he might have become a ghost under Yang Shu's blade.

"Move, or die." Yang Shu remained laconic, completely ignoring Zhang Huaiyi behind Zhang Gaoxian.

Having said that, he continued to ride forward.

"Fine! In that case, I would also like to ask for some guidance from Senior Brother Yang's brilliant moves!"

Zhang Gaoxian's expression turned cold as he raised his hand and threw two Talismans.

Yang Shu said nothing; the long sword slowly unsheathing in his hand already spoke for his attitude.

On the side, Zhang Huaiyi watched the situation without intervening. At this moment, there were Imperial Agents recording from the outside, and both were of the younger generation. If he were to act, it would clearly tell the world that Mount Longhu was bullying the small.

Of course, if Zhang Gaoxian was eventually defeated, he wouldn't care much anymore; he would have to intervene and then "accidentally" injure Yang Shu.

But just as the two were at each other's throats, Zhang Huaiyi, who was prepared to watch the battle, suddenly changed his expression and turned to look at the path Yang Shu had come from.

Immediately after, Yang Shu and Zhang Gaoxian also felt something and looked back.

"How bold! To dare pick the peaches right under my nose!" Zhang Gaoxian was furious. He was the first to arrive in Xu Prefecture, and he already considered this place his source for obtaining Karma.

Someone was actually praying for rain right under his nose.

Yang Shu looked back, his brow also slightly furrowed. Was it those two people from the direction he just came from?

Meanwhile, Zhang Gaoxian had already dashed off in that direction.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Shu also turned his horse around and followed.

...

In the direction they were looking, clouds and wind were already gathering, a sign of resonance between heaven and earth.

The originally clear sky began to fill with layers of dark clouds, constantly drifting toward this location.

Within the dark clouds, lightning snakes faintly flickered.

At this moment, the ones praying for rain were none other than Jiang Chen and his companion.

Seeing that someone had already beaten them to the convergence point of the ley lines, he prepared to cast the spell to bring rain right where they were.

He had already reached the critical step, with only the subsequent rain summoning left.

Jiang Chen was seen suspended three zhang above the ground, standing tall between heaven and earth, his Daoist robes billowing and clothes fluttering in the wind.

He curled his left index and middle fingers, then lightly tapped the Void Realm before him.

"By the decree of the Great Emperor Thunder Ancestor, today in Xu Prefecture, there shall be sweet rain, three inches deep!"

As his voice fell, Jiang Chen's finger tap landed precisely, as if pressing a button, causing the dark clouds in the sky to rapidly brew rain.

But at this critical moment...

Rumble!

The sound of thunder roared, followed by an attack transformed from a Talisman rapidly striking toward Jiang Chen's location.

"You Daoist there, you can't handle this, let me help you!"

While Zhang Gaoxian shouted about helping, his actions were aimed at Jiang Chen's vital points with every move.

He drew his dharma sword and leaped up, his True Qi materializing as he prepared to slash down in front of Jiang Chen.

It wasn't that he was showing mercy; rather, he sensed Jiang Chen's resonance with heaven and earth, and this strike would sever the connection between the two.

Naturally, the heavy rain would then have no way of starting.

Jianzhen was somewhat stunned; he hadn't expected that a simple rain prayer would lead to a conflict of interest.

Since Jiang Chen was currently tied down by the rain prayer and couldn't use most of his strength, Jianzhen naturally had to stop Zhang Gaoxian.

But just as he moved, an even faster figure blocked his path.

With just a light flick of a sleeve, the charging Jianzhen was forced back to his original spot.

"Little monk, they are in a one-on-one fair duel. You and I should not get involved."

Zhang Huaiyi said indifferently.