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Chapter 522: Candle Star's Shock
Chapter 522: Candle Star's Shock
News of the once-in-a-millennium Spell Combat Tournament quickly spread throughout the Primordial Dao Ground, exciting everyone.
Living in the Dao Site, they spent most of their time cultivating, and it was inevitable that they would feel a bit bored. Having something to look forward to in life was naturally a good thing, and they also wanted to test the results of their cultivation.
Unlike private sparring sessions, the Spell Combat Tournament hosted by Gu An would undoubtedly be taken seriously.
Even An Xin wanted to see how strong she could be when giving her all.
As dusk fell, the mountain forest swayed gently in the wind, creating a serene and beautiful atmosphere.
"Can I participate too?"
Nightflower Ghost Mother, dressed in black, stood beside Gu An and asked with surprise.
Gu An was admiring a newly matured spiritual flower and replied, "Do you think I would play tricks on you?"
Nightflower Ghost Mother's heart raced, knowing what participating in the tournament meant—it meant that Gu An had accepted her.
She was so excited that she wanted to kneel, but an invisible force stopped her.
"I've said it before; in the Primordial Dao Ground, there's no need for excessive politeness," Gu An spoke, his face showing satisfaction. The spiritual flower had a good appearance and could be transplanted into his study.
Nightflower Ghost Mother nodded, her heart beating rapidly. After the initial excitement, she felt the pressure again, as everyone in this Dao Ground was extraordinary.
...
In the blink of an eye, another century had passed.
The autumn wind blew into the third medicine valley of Taixuan Sect. White-haired Lu Baitian stood before a medicinal garden, and for a moment, he seemed to see a blurred figure, as if an image from long ago was superimposed in front of him.
Long Qing approached him and asked, "Sect Leader, what are you thinking about? Are you missing my master again? Don't worry, he's definitely fine."
Lu Baitian snapped out of his daze and turned to Long Qing, a smile appearing on his face.
He felt that Long Qing resembled Gu An, not just in build but also in facial features. Gu An had taken Long Qing as his disciple, and he couldn't help but suspect that Long Qing might be Gu An's child from outside.
Perhaps there was a story behind this, which was why Gu An hadn't clarified his relationship with Long Qing.
Precisely because of this suspicion, Lu Baitian was very close to Long Qing and had already regarded him as the next Sect Leader.
With the connection to Dao Support Sword Lord, Long Qing's future rise to power would be effortless.
As long as the Sword Lord's sword intent remained, the Taixuan Sect couldn't forget or ignore him.
"Are you ready to become the next Sect Leader?" Lu Baitian asked with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Long Qing's face lit up with confidence. "Of course I'm ready. With the support of Senior Candle Star, I believe any trouble can be resolved."
When he mentioned Candle Star, Lu Baitian didn't seem too concerned.
No matter how powerful Candle Star was, could he be as strong as Gu An?
After all, he was the Sect Leader who often borrowed the Sword Lord's influence! Lu Baitian began instructing Long Qing on the matters he should pay attention to as the next Sect Leader. Long Qing listened attentively. Many people said that Lu Baitian wasn't strong enough and could only hold his position because of the Sword Lord.
But in Long Qing's eyes, this was precisely what made Lu Baitian remarkable.
It was impressive how he managed to win over a powerful ally who was neither related by blood nor a disciple, and had been a reliable support for so many years.
Being the Sect Master wasn't about having the strongest cultivation, but about possessing such capabilities!
That was why Long Qing held Lu Baitian in high regard and wanted to learn from him.
As they chatted, Lu Baitian recounted past events, recalling how he had once disguised himself as a medicine slave to assist Gu An. At that time, Gu An didn't know his identity, and neither did he know Gu An's true identity, which led to the bond between them.
Every time Lu Baitian spoke of these past events, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
Long Qing couldn't help but speak up, "Perhaps the words he said were meant to guide you on how to become a better Sect Master. After all, how could he not know your identity?"
Lu Baitian was taken aback for a moment and then shook his head with a wry smile, "That's true. But he could have chosen anyone else, yet he didn't. Instead, he chose me, someone who had made mistakes. His magnanimity is beyond imagination. If you think about it, as long as one doesn't commit a heinous crime, he always gives people a chance to reform. This is also my principle as a Sect Master. Should this person be killed? Should this person be expelled from the sect? I'll make a decision after I've thought it through."
Long Qing found his words reasonable and silently noted them down.
They didn't notice a figure approaching from the valley entrance of the Third Medicine Valley.
Ever since Dao Support Sword Zun left, Taixuan Sect had not dispatched any disciples to guard the Medicine Valley. It wasn't out of concern for disturbing Dao Support Sword Zun, but rather for the safety of the Medicine Valley.
Thousands of years had passed, and the disciples still remembered the legend of Dao Support Sword Zun, but the vast majority of them were unaware of his connection to the Third Medicine Valley.
Nowadays, when disciples entered and exited the Third Medicine Valley, they were no longer stopped.
The man who entered the Third Medicine Valley was a white-robed man with a black cloth tied around his waist and a precious sword hanging from it. His long hair was casually tied back, and the strands on both sides of his face fluttered like willow catkins, reaching down to his chest.
He was extremely handsome, and the female disciples who passed by couldn't help but steal a few glances at him.
With a detached expression, he observed his surroundings as he walked into the valley.
Suddenly, a figure appeared before him, and it was none other than Candlesun from the Battle Court.
Candlesun scrutinized the white-robed man and narrowed his eyes, asking, "Who might you be?"
He was secretly startled, as he was Profound Origin Freedom Immortal, yet he couldn't see through this man's cultivation.
The white-robed man turned to look at Candlesun and asked, "Are you Candlesun from the Battle Court?"
Upon hearing this, Candlesun's eyebrows furrowed, not expecting the other party to recognize him.
"Who exactly are you...?"
"I'm not here for you, nor will I interfere with your plans."
The white-robed man interrupted Candlesun's words and spoke coldly, then walked around Candlesun and continued forward.
His gaze quickly locked onto Long Qing.
Candlesun blocked his path again, asking coldly, "Then who are you looking for? If you don't explain, how can I be sure you won't interfere with my plans?"
The white-robed man replied, "I'm looking for Long Qing, your disciple. I'm just here to remind him of something, and it has nothing to do with your schemes."
With that, he used his shoulder to push past Candlesun.
This collision made Candlesun even more wary of him.
This man was powerful!
Candlesun watched as the white-robed man approached Long Qing, hesitated for a moment, and then decided to follow.
Clang!
The sound of a sword being unsheathed suddenly rang out, and the sword tip pressed against Candlesun's throat, causing his pupils to dilate.
So fast!
He hadn't seen how the white-robed man had drawn his sword, and this sword was no ordinary one.
(End of Chapter)
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