Chapter 75: Divine Power! Conflict! Meeting a Prince!

Chapter 75: Divine Power! Conflict! Meeting a Prince!

"Lotus Steps Divine Power!"

The moment Su Changqing unlocked the scripture, a multitude of Buddhist texts appeared in his mind, arranged both horizontally and vertically.

The sheer number of texts and the profound Dao Harmony far exceeded any Heaven-tier secret techniques he had previously studied.

"Divine Power? How is it different from secret techniques?"

Su Changqing's face showed confusion as he continued to read.

This Divine Power was divided into three realms: Ground Contraction, Lotus Treading, and Other Shore.

Ground Contraction: The vast land is reduced to a mere inch underfoot, and with each step, the mountains and rivers shift.

Lotus Treading: Walking in the sky, each step creates a lotus, and where the lotus blooms, even immortals and deities cannot penetrate.

Other Shore: A single step opens a realm of Buddhist land, and beyond that step lies the distant horizon.

"Amazing!"

After a quick read, Su Changqing couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

He had never been exposed to the cultivation world and didn't know what Divine Power represented. However, he could see that the Lotus Steps Divine Power was definitely stronger than the sword techniques he had learned from Niuniu (Lily).

Even just a small realm of this complete Divine Power was incredibly extraordinary.

The first form, Ground Contraction, focused on speed; the second form, Lotus Treading, focused on defense; and the third form, Other Shore, focused on offense.

Just this one Divine Power combined attack, defense, and speed into a single technique. Even Su Changqing, who knew little about cultivation, could see its power.

"The lotus flower given by my teacher revealed a Divine Power on the compass."

"There are seven other empty slots on the compass, which means there are seven more Divine Powers?"

At this thought, Su Changqing's eyes brightened, and his heart raced.

It seemed he would need to pay more attention to Buddhism in the future; there might be more information in that direction.

However, there was no rush. This Divine Power was enough for him at this stage.

...

The carriage sped along the road, getting closer and closer to the Little Immortal Sect.

However, Su Changqing was quite relaxed, deeply engrossed in cultivating the Divine Power and unable to pull himself away.

Although he had only obtained it a short time ago, he had gained some understanding of the Ground Contraction form.

However, the current situation didn't allow for experimentation, so he could only simulate it in his mind.

"Neigh!"

Just as Su Changqing was closing his eyes to meditate, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Blind fools, do you want to die!"

The rebuke from outside made Su Changqing pause, and he quickly jumped out of the carriage.

Outside the carriage:

This place was already very close to the Little Immortal Sect.

What was once a desolate area was now filled with a large crowd rushing from all directions.

Each of these people was dignified and spirited, dressed in fine clothes.

Blocking the path of the carriage driven by Uncle Fu was a carriage of unparalleled splendor.

The carriage was made from a strange Purple-Gold Wood, covered with luxurious brocade on top, and embedded with brilliant pearls at the corners, exuding an air of nobility.

Compared to this carriage, Su Changqing's group's carriage looked shabby and poor.

The conflict arose because the other carriage had been speeding too fast at a fork in the road, nearly causing a collision.

"Get out of the way! You're dirtying my lord's carriage!"

The man on the luxurious carriage, holding a whip, shouted angrily again.

"What?"

Uncle Fu's eyes instantly turned cold.

For so many years, no one had ever dared to speak to him like that.

"Are you old and deaf and blind?"

The middle-aged man glared and shouted again.

If it weren't for the rule that no one could fly within a hundred miles of the Little Immortal Sect, he would have already brought the prince there.

The bumpy ride had already made him furious.

Now, encountering an old man who didn't know his place, he was about to lose control.

"Deaf and blind?"

Xuan Qingzi, who had just gotten out of the carriage, twitched an eyelid and gave a strange look to the man on the carriage.

To dare speak to a Great Sage like this, this man was truly asking for death.

However, when he saw the strange Purple-Gold Patterns on the carriage, his face showed a hint of surprise.

"The Purple Dawn Kingdom's royal family, which prince is here?"

Xuan Qingzi was initially surprised. After all, who dared to come to the Little Immortal Sect without being a formidable hero?

For such a small matter to lead to a conflict, wouldn't they fear running into a hard stone?

However, upon seeing that it was a prince from the Purple Dawn Kingdom, he instantly understood.

The Five Regions and Ten Nations of the Cangyan Continent were all dominant powers, and even the top sacred grounds dared not provoke them.

If it were anyone else seeing a prince from the Purple Dawn Kingdom, they would have definitely backed down.

But unfortunately,

The Purple Dawn Kingdom's people had poor luck and kicked the hardest stone in the Southern Region.

...

"Ha, old man, I’m not backing down today. What are you going to do about it?"

Fu Bo couldn’t help but laugh, his eyes narrowing as he stared at the other man.

"Bold move!"

The man roared, raising his horsewhip to strike.

But at that moment, two voices rang out simultaneously.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

Su Changqing leaped out of the battered carriage, and a young noble stepped out of the opposite luxurious carriage.

The young noble, dressed in a purple-gold robe, looked at Su Changqing and the others with a regal demeanor.

"Your man has quite a temper."

Su Changqing’s brows furrowed as he glanced at the man.

"Ridiculous! Do you know who you’ve offended?"

The man’s eyes turned cold, about to say more.

"A Da."

The young noble’s calm voice cut through the tension, and the man immediately shut his mouth, glaring at Su Changqing and the others.

The young noble, Zhou Yu, then sized up the three in front of him.

An old man coughing, though unremarkable in appearance, the two younger ones had a distinct air of nobility.

One wore a simple hemp robe, though it was somewhat shabby, but his refined demeanor and composed attitude revealed he was no ordinary scholar.

The other, a Taoist, had not spoken a word since getting out of the carriage, but his calm and composed demeanor exuded a sense of high status.

"A Da, apologize."

After his assessment, Zhou Yu spoke calmly.

He was the Third Prince of the Zixiao Kingdom, and his visit to the Xiaoxian Sect was to expand his network and build his own team.

The crown prince position in the Zixiao Kingdom was still undecided, and he needed to gain every possible advantage.

The two young men in front of him were clearly extraordinary, and it wouldn’t be wise to offend them over a minor issue.

Moreover, these people seemed to have few cultivation resources. Why not try to recruit them?

In a brief moment, Zhou Yu’s mind raced with thoughts.

"This—"

The middle-aged man’s face showed a mix of surprise, but he bowed his head. "I was too hasty just now. I apologize."

Su Changqing’s frown eased. He wasn’t one to press an advantage, and since the man had apologized, he let it go.

"Let’s go, Uncle Fu."

Seeing the matter resolved, Su Changqing turned to remount his horse.

Fu Bo glanced at the man, gave a cold snort, and was about to leave.

If it weren’t for the young master, he would have killed this coachman!

But then, Zhou Yu chuckled lightly. "Since we’ve met, it must be fate."

"Where are you from, and are you heading to the Xiaoxian Sect?"

Su Changqing was taken aback, sensing the other’s intention to form a connection.

Since the other was being courteous, he couldn’t be cold in return. He smiled and replied, "We’re from Greenhill Village, and we’re here to seek enlightenment and cultivation."

Greenhill Village?

Zhou Yu was stunned. He had thought of many possible backgrounds for them, but a village was the last thing he expected.

"Your scholarly demeanor suggests you have a renowned teacher?"

Zhou Yu’s tone became slightly colder, but he still asked.

"Renowned teacher?"

Su Changqing chuckled bitterly. "I’m ashamed to say, I only studied for two years with a failed scholar."

Failed scholar?

Zhou Yu was taken aback again. Each of Su Changqing’s answers caught him off guard.

A village and a failed scholar—these were things he had never encountered.

What use would it be to recruit such people?

Zhou Yu’s lips twitched, and he turned to Xuan Qingzi, asking, "Where are you from? Your demeanor suggests you come from a distinguished lineage."

Xuan Qingzi raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes, and shrugged. "My sect has fallen, and I am the only one left."

"I am both the master and the disciple. I came here to find a sect to survive."

Zhou Yu’s forehead instantly developed three black lines.

He had thought he had encountered some exceptional talents worth recruiting, but it turned out they were a group of beggars who couldn’t even afford a meal!

And he had made his man apologize to a sickly old man!

"Bad luck!"

Zhou Yu cursed inwardly, his tone and attitude changing drastically as he turned and returned to his carriage.

He glanced at Su Changqing and said coldly, "Watch your old servant. Make him slow down, or you’ll find yourselves in more trouble than you can handle!"

"A Da, let’s go!"

(End of Chapter)

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