Daoist Competition

The woman in the white dress thought for a moment, then gently raised her slender hand and plucked a Golden Step Shaking ornament, also sending it out.

The middle-aged cultivator pondered for a while and took out a small Phoenix Wing Sword that seemed to be made of clouds and pushed it gently towards his front with mana.

Luo Mengze was not picky. With a flick of his sleeve, he accepted everything.

Seeing that others had taken out items, the young man seemed a bit dazed, rummaging through his belongings for a while, but couldn’t find anything, eventually gritting his teeth: "If I cannot take back that treasure today, it would be a losing deal."

He opened his mouth, spat out an Elixir Jade, looked at it from all angles, muttered a few words, reluctantly threw it out, and said: "This treasure can avoid Water and Fire Divine Power three times, you old python are getting it cheap."

This time, when Luo Mengze took it in hand, he was not indifferent as before, but nodded slightly at him and said: "Thank you, True Master Ji."

Zhang Yan could tell that what Luo Mengze really wanted was not the Supreme Treasure, but the items carried by the visitors, so he could save face.

He turned his thoughts, chose an item, and was about to reach into his sleeve when Luo Mengze suddenly looked at him and said: "Daoist Zhang, there’s no need, my niece has been under your care for many years, consider it a favor returned."

Zheng Weixing’s gaze suddenly shot over like an arrow, sneering: "Oh? Has Sect Leader Zhang and Luo Daoist had dealings in the past?"

The middle-aged Daoist and the woman in the white dress turned their eyes to him upon hearing this.

Only the young man chuckled: "Old Demon Luo, saying such things in front of us, does this Zhang Daoist have a grudge against you?"

Luo Mengze ignored him, pointed forward, and with a rumbling sound from below, retracted his hand and said: "The immortal city’s Prohibition is opened. I only allow you an hour." With that, he flicked his sleeve and left, with the smoke slowly dissipating until it disappeared.

The woman in the white dress turned her bright eyes and said: "Zheng Daoist, since this treasure is hidden by your sect’s Ancestor Master, do you know where it is hidden? Can you point it out?"

Zheng Weixing thought for a moment, turned around, and walked forward: "Follow me."

Everyone followed him and flew a short distance, landing on some rocks on the west side of the immortal city. He pointed and said: "It’s generally around here, but there’s a Forbidden Array below that will take some effort to find a way in."

The woman in the white dress, with an unpleasant expression, said: "Luo Mengze only gave us an hour, how can we possibly find it in time?"

Zhang Yan had a Treasure Map given by Prince Ying, but he feared it would arouse suspicion if taken out at this moment, so he looked at True Master Tao and said: "True Master Tao is a master of arrays, with him here, finding the entrance is not difficult."

Everyone was delighted to hear this, and the young man was even more impatient: "Then please, True Master Tao, act quickly."

True Master Tao nodded slightly, caught a few traces of the spiritual mechanism, and then calculated with concentrated attention. After a moment, a divine light appeared in his eyes, he pointed with his Ruyi, and with a rumbling sound, a Mysterious Stele without a word arose. He pointed and said: "It’s here. However, the spiritual mechanism below is complex and ever-changing, and only one person may enter at a time."

The middle-aged cultivator asked: "Daoist, is there a way to break it,

True Master Tao shook his head: "This Prohibition is cleverly linked to the immortal city; to break it, you’d have to destroy the immortal city."

The young man said: "Then let’s go one by one."

He gestured to Zheng Weixing: "Since it’s the sealing of Da Mi Ancestor, the first one should be you."

No one objected. First, the Sealing Array was set by Da Mi Ancestor, and no one knew what changes might occur, making them cautious. Secondly, since Zheng Weixing had the Ancestor Master’s words, the likelihood of him taking away the Dharma Treasure was the least, so it was better to let him try first.

Zheng Weixing snorted coldly and walked into the stele. After half a moment, he came out dejectedly.

The young man asked: "Zheng Daoist, how was it?"

Zheng Weixing closed his eyes and stood there, silent.

The crowd could guess he returned without success from his expression.

The middle-aged cultivator looked around and seeing no one else spoke, said: "Then this time it’s my turn to seek fortune?"

The woman in the white dress suddenly said: "True Master Gan, be careful."

The middle-aged cultivator nodded solemnly, cupped his hands to everyone, and turned into the stele.

After about a hundred breaths, the stele flashed light, and he walked out again. The young man rushed up and asked: "How was it?"

The middle-aged cultivator was candid and laughed: "Gan has no fate with that True Treasure." He then turned to the woman in the white dress: "Master Hang, why not give it a try?"

The woman in the white dress nodded slightly and walked into the stele with graceful steps.

After half a stick of incense, light flashed, and she came out. Under everyone’s gaze, she gently shook her head, obviously not having succeeded either.

The young man rolled up his sleeves: "Let me take a look." With that, he leaped into the stele.

This time, the crowd waited for a whole moment before the stele shook and a radiant arc flew out. The young man emerged disheveled, with scattered hair, ragged clothes, and extremely embarrassed.

Zheng Weixing looked him up and down and mocked: "Ji Daoist, did you use force? That kind of True Slaughter Device isn’t something you can subdue."

The young man retorted: "At worst, we can force it together, it’s just an unowned True Artifact, can it resist our combined effort?"

With this, everyone was tempted. Earlier they all went down, knowing there was no strong Prohibition inside, and were tempted to act since it was possible.

At this moment, True Master Tao spoke: "Fellow Daoists, everyone here has their chance, and Daoist Zhang has yet to try. Why not wait for him and then decide?"

The crowd exchanged glances, somewhat unconvinced. That True Spirit was so proud that it didn’t even put their Cave Heaven True Masters in its eyes, how could it possibly choose a Nascent Soul cultivator? But considering True Master Tao’s reputation, no one objected.

Zhang Yan cupped his hands to True Master Tao, and slowly walked to the stele amid everyone’s gaze, sweeping his sleeves as he entered.

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