noffsinger Chapter 580 Sect Competition
Chapter 580 Sect Competition
Lin Ci'an knelt aside, staring at the scene intently.
(Master actually used his own blood essence as a guide...)
Master spent so much energy and effort that he even hurt himself to save others.
And his senior brother's appearance at this moment made his heart tremble——
Senior brother has always been calm and decent. How could he have ever been so embarrassed?
But Chu Ziyu like this made him feel an indescribable restlessness in his heart.
(I want to touch it...)
(I want to see if the red at the end of his eyes is really that hot...)
Lin Ci'an's fingers curled up unconsciously, and his nails dug deeply into his palms.
Finally, the last trace of the evil poison was forced out, and Chu Ziyu fell forward as if he had lost his strength, but was held steadily by Xuan Xiao.
"alright."
Xuan Xiao's voice was unusually gentle. "The spiritual roots have stabilized, but you still need to take medicine, otherwise the spiritual roots will riot again. The demon poison has been completely eliminated, and you can go back and take good care of your breathing."
Chu Ziyu managed to steady himself and whispered, "Thank you, Master."
His voice was still a little hoarse, but his complexion was much better than before. However, the red at the corners of his eyes had not faded yet, and against his pale skin, he inexplicably revealed a sense of fragility.
Xuan Xiao nodded slightly, and glanced at the other three people kneeling: "What happened today must not be spread to others."
"Yes!" Xie Wuchen, Su Xiaohe and Lin Ci'an answered in unison.
Immortal Master Xuanxiao flicked his wide sleeves, and the clouds in the hall suddenly condensed, transforming into a huge curtain of light suspended in the air.
The light curtain showed a magnificent scene of thirty-six peaks surrounding the main peak, and sword lights of various colors shuttled between the peaks like meteors.
"One month later, the Profound Sky Sword Sect will hold its fiftieth-year sect competition."
Xuan Xiao tapped his fingertips lightly, and the competition rules written in ancient gold seal script appeared on the light screen. "This time is different from the past."
He glanced at the four disciples and lingered on Chu Ziyu for a moment.
"The first change is the competition system."
A jade slip flew out from Xuan Xiao's sleeve, unfolding in the air into dense golden text, "In previous years, the competition was just about swordsmanship, but this year, there are three more competitions: elixir, weapon, and formation."
Su Xiaohe's eyes lit up, and the medicine bag on her waist jingled with excitement.
Xie Wuchen frowned slightly - this senior brother who only practiced the ruthless swordsmanship obviously had no interest in the alchemy array.
"The second change, reward."
Xuan Xiao's fingertips lightly stroked, and three phantoms of treasures appeared in the light curtain. "The first place winner can enter the 'Sword Tomb' to choose a sword, the second place winner will get a 'Nine-transformation Golden Pill', and the third place winner will have a three-day opportunity to comprehend the 'Heavenly Mysterious Sword Sutra'."
The Sword Tomb is a forbidden place of the Tianxuan Sword Sect, where the swords of fallen sword masters from past generations are buried. If one of the swords can be recognized as the master...
"The third change..."
Xuan Xiao suddenly looked towards the sea of clouds outside the hall, and said in a low voice, "The demon tribe has been making frequent movements recently, so we need to be on guard against sneak attacks during the competition. Disciples from each peak will take turns to stand guard at night, and immediately raise the alarm if they find any abnormalities."
Chu Ziyu's drooping eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Zi Yu."
Xuan Xiao suddenly called him, "You have just recovered from your injury, so you must be careful when competing in this competition."
"Yes."
“No worries.”
Xuan Xiao looked at the eldest disciple again, "Besides participating in the competition, you have to lead the team to inspect the nine major roads of the outer sect."
Xie Wuchen accepted the order and held the sword. The two words "Guhong" on the black scabbard glowed with blood.
"Xiao He is responsible for treating the injured in the pharmacy."
"Yes!"
The young medicine practitioner answered loudly, and the crisp sound of bottles colliding could be heard from the medicine bag on his waist.
Finally, Xuan Xiao's gaze fell on Lin Ci'an.
The new disciple immediately straightened his back, and the Jingzhe Sword hummed slightly on his knees.
"You will learn the formation from Zi Yu and practice thunder magic at the same time."
Xuan Xiao paused, "If you can build a foundation before the competition, you will be allowed to participate in the rookie list competition."
Lin Ci'an's pupils shrank suddenly. The Rookie List is a competition for disciples under the age of 20. If you can make the list...
"Everyone, please leave."
When Xuan Xiao turned around, the corner of his sleeve brushed across the back of Chu Ziyu's hand, "Ziyu, stay."
Lin Ci'an walked in last, and when he closed the door, his eyes fell on Chu Ziyu's back——
Senior brother's robe was still a little messy, and a red mark could be vaguely seen on the back of his neck. It was the mark left when the demonic poison was forced out.
(I really want to take a bite.)
He touched the tip of his tongue to the tip of his teeth.
After the three people left the hall, Xuan Xiao spoke.
"A demon clan guardian-level figure shouldn't appear in a small place like Qingshan Town."
Xuan Xiao's voice was very light, "Did you find anything unusual when you fought with the cat demon?"
Chu Ziyu's heart skipped a beat. The master's spiritual power was flowing through his meridians. If he lied at this time...
"That cat demon..." He chose his words carefully, "seems to be particularly afraid of my thunder magic."
This is the truth. When I was controlling the cat demon's body, I was indeed frightened by the "Heavenly Thunder".
Xuan Xiao withdrew his hand thoughtfully.
Ever since Immortal Master Xuanxiao announced the news of the sect competition, disciples from the thirty-six peaks have all entered a state of preparation.
Chu Ziyu traveled back and forth between the peaks every day to reinforce the mountain protection formation. He frequently entered and exited the forbidden area of Tianxuan Sword Sect openly, especially near the "Demon Suppression Tower" that sealed the right eye of the Demon King.
His fingertips flew, and spiritual energy intertwined like silk threads, connecting the thirty-six main peaks into an impenetrable sword net.
"Brother, here!"
Lin Ci'an followed behind him, holding the Jingzhe Sword, and according to Chu Ziyu's instructions, injected thunder spiritual power into the center of the formation.
Over the past month, Lin Ci'an has made rapid progress and has reached the late stage of foundation building. The lightning patterns on the Jingzhe Sword have become clearer.
He could always make up for it in time when Chu Ziyu's spiritual power was insufficient, and he would even occasionally make "mistakes" on purpose, letting the lightning spiritual power brush past his brother's fingertips, watching that white jade-like skin turn slightly red.
Xie Wuchen led the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall to patrol the outer gate day and night. Wherever the sword passed, the evil spirit dissipated.
He was as cold as ice, but no one knew that he once sneaked into the outskirts of the Demon Locking Tower alone in the middle of the night and killed three demon spies who tried to get close.
Su Xiaohe's pharmacy was even busier. He developed a new "demon-avoiding pill" and distributed it to disciples from all peaks.
However, every time he tried the medicine, he would be chased and pecked by the cranes - who told him to secretly feed them the pills mixed with wine last time?