Daoist Competition-Chapter 1008 - 244: Pingdu’s Star Disciple

Mingcang Sect, Yangyue Island, Huayin Peak.

Huang Fuzhou, dressed in a grey Daoist robe, appeared indifferent as he walked slowly to the main hall.

He glanced around and noticed a green-robed Daoist sitting at a seat, about thirty years of age, looking unremarkable, but his eyes seemed glazed, glossy as porcelain, with a radiant shimmer. His lips were adorned with thick, slightly greenish mustache, and he had a broad forehead without a crown, with a brown-spotted yellow leopard lying beside him, eyes squinting.

Sitting opposite this Daoist was Yue Longshan, a disciple of True Master Qin. Upon seeing Huang Fuzhou emerge, she waved to him with a smile at the corner of her lips and said, "Brother Huang, let me introduce you. This is Brother Wu Han Cheng from the Pingdu Sect. It turns out he is a distant relative of your wife."

Wu Han Cheng shook his large sleeves, stood up, and bowed to Huang Fuzhou, saying, "I’ve long heard of the name of Mingcang’s Two Talents, and today I finally see Brother Huang’s esteemed face."

Huang Fuzhou returned the greeting calmly and said, "That old fame is like passing smoke, not worth mentioning."

Wu Han Cheng seemed polite, but there was some arrogance in his demeanor. In the past, Huang Fuzhou might have tried to outshine him, but now his edges were smoothed out, having long lost the desire to compete, and he regarded all matters with indifference.

He now knew that he had no possibility of becoming one of the Top Ten Disciples, but being under True Master Qin was still better than an ordinary disciple, at least providing support from fellow disciples on Yangyue Island.

Wu Han Cheng gazed at him for a while, seemingly assessing the sincerity of his words, and then said, "Brother Huang’s detached heart realm, I admire."

Huang Fuzhou did not respond, instead, he walked straight to the main seat and sat down with a sweep of his sleeves,

Wu Han Cheng chuckled playfully and sat back down.

Huang Fuzhou said with a blank expression, "I heard from my wife that Brother Wu is a high disciple of Elder Hua from the Pingdu Sect, and you intend to attend the Sword Fighting Conference this time. Since you have arrived, I wonder if Elder Wu has arrived as well, so as not to let me be discourteous."

Yue Longshan was about to speak, but Wu Han Cheng said first, "My mentor met an old friend on the way and was asked to refine a treasure, which may cause a delay of a few days. However, since he had already agreed on a date with True Master Qin, to avoid breaking the appointment, he sent me to pay respects in advance."

Yue Longshan interjected, "Brother Huang, my mentor is currently involved in the Sacrificial Refinement of a batch of Elixir Pills and cannot spare any time. She instructed me to ensure that Brother Wu receives good hospitality."

Wu Han Cheng clasped his hands and said, "Apologies for the trouble, Brother Huang."

In the past, True Master Qin owed the Pingdu Sect many favors. Her ability to transcend within the Mingcang Sect wasn’t just due to her own cultivation; the support of the Wu Clan also played a role.

Wu Han Cheng’s cultivation had reached the threshold of a breakthrough, just a step away from becoming a Nascent Soul. He came to the Mingcang Sect hoping True Master Qin would help him cross this boundary. Another intention was to witness the skills of the disciples of the Mingcang Sect in this generation.

Huang Fuzhou nodded slightly and said, "Brother Huang, there’s no need for formality. Since True Master Qin has given instructions, you might as well stay a few days on Yangyue Island. Later, I’ll invite a few friends along to accompany you in enjoying the scenic beauty of Mingcang Sect."

Wu Han Cheng laughed and said, "That sounds wonderful. Staying cooped up in the residence can be tedious. I’m just wondering if you have any acquaintance with Brother Zhong? I would like to meet him."

Huang Fuzhou gave a faint smile and said, "I’m afraid Brother Huang will be disappointed. Brother Zhong is now a Nascent Soul True Master, with only a few years left until the Sword Duel Competition. Currently, he is in seclusion practicing Mysterious Skill in Linglang Cave Heaven, and I’m afraid my little face won’t be able to invite him out."

Wu Han Cheng felt a sting in the words, which made him uncomfortable, and he gave Huang Fuzhou a glance, then let out a mocking smirk.

Seeing this, Yue Longshan quickly coughed and mediated, "Brother Wu, don’t be impatient. In three months, there will be the Huan River Night Banquet, and since Brother Zhong is one of the Top Ten Disciples, he will surely attend. How could you not see him then?"

Wu Han Cheng’s spirit was lifted, and he said, "That’s great. I’ve been wanting to admire Brother Zhong’s demeanor. I heard that back when True Master Ruo Qin took Brother Zhong as a disciple, because of a certain Cultivation Method, he couldn’t participate in the Sixteen Sects’ Sword Duel, otherwise, he would have secured a place."

Huang Fuzhou nodded beside him and said, "Indeed."

In fact, he vaguely knew that the matter of the Cultivation Method was just a story for outsiders. Zhong Muqing could have gone to the Sword Duel back then, but for some reason, True Master Qin prevented him from going, missing out on an opportunity. Otherwise, his ranking in the sect might have been ahead of Huo Xuan.