Daoist Competition-Chapter 1016 - 248: Riding the Waves on a Carp, Astonishing All Around

Elder Hu noticed Zhang Yan might not attend the banquet, his eyes shifted slightly as he stroked his beard.

Although he had agreed with Chen Qiao Ling to find a way to suppress Zhang Yan, if they did not encounter him at the dinner, he could not be blamed.

He bore no deep hatred towards Zhang Yan; it was only because of those two Divine Light Talisman Shells that he had to make an appearance. If it was settled at the banquet, that would be ideal, but since they might not meet, there was no need to cause extra trouble. Chen Qiao Ling could not fault him for not trying.

However, his disciple’s words earlier were still too provocative, and he needed to find a way to salvage the situation, lest they gained nothing but enmity.

He glanced around and pointed at that disciple, saying, "Ladies and gentlemen, you may not know, but this disciple of mine also has some fortune. He once acquired an Independent Immortal Sword Transmission in the wilderness and even had the sect elders refine a sword ball for him. Since obtaining this technique, he has been practicing assiduously day and night. Upon hearing that Daoist Zhang Yan from the Mingcang Sect excels in the Flying Sword Technique, and is a First-class Elixir Formation Cultivator rarely seen for ages, he has harbored a desire to compare himself. Disappointed not to have seen Daoist Zhang, he carelessly misspoke in disappointment, making all of you laugh."

The crowd looked over in surprise, then realized this person was also a Sword Cultivator, explaining his previously bold statements.

At that moment, Zhong Muqing, sitting there, slightly shifted his gaze and suddenly said, "If this fellow Daoist wants to spar with Junior Brother Zhang, it’s easy. Junior Brother Zhang’s Cave Mansion is at the Zhao You Heavenly Pond. I can take you there to visit someday; I doubt he would refuse."

The Pingdu Sect disciple, who had just been praised by his master in front of everyone, felt a surge of heat, growing excited and slightly eager. Hearing Zhong Muqing’s words, he was about to agree without thinking.

Elder Hu furrowed his brows but reached out to stop him.

He was an astute person and sensed that Zhong Muqing seemed intent on provoking conflict with Zhang Yan. Though unaware of his motives, he could not simply comply, so he sternly said, "Disciple, despite Daoist Zhang’s great reputation, he ranks only ninth in the Mingcang Sect. Among those seated here, who doesn’t rank above him? If you seek a challenge, you can find one nearby; why go so far?"

Zhong Muqing merely gave an ambiguous smile and said no more.

Elder Hu intended to leave it at that, but his disciple misunderstood his master’s intention. Instead of sitting, he turned, surveyed the room, cupped his hands, and arrogantly declared, "I am Ding Wei, willing to seek guidance from everyone present."

Elder Hu, who had just picked up his wine cup, hesitated mid-motion, looking at his disciple in disbelief, silently cursing him.

Among the Mingcang Sect attendees, besides Xiao Ti showing a slightly intrigued expression, individuals like Du De and Ning Chongxuan appeared indifferent, as if this person before them was not worth their attention.

Ding Wei, seeing no response, felt somewhat embarrassed, so he raised his voice to repeat his challenge. Yet still, no one responded, making him both ashamed and angry, feeling unable to maintain his composure. He stomped his foot, and a green energy-infused sword light burst out, hovering behind him. He sneered, "Could it be that everyone in the Mingcang Sect is cowardly?"

As soon as he said this, before anyone else could react, Huang Fuzhou coldly laughed, waved his sleeve, and sent a dazzling wave of starlight rushing towards him.

Seeing someone make a move, Ding Wei’s expression turned excited as he drove his Flying Sword to slash at the starlight. Previously, wherever his sword light pointed, it never failed. He thought he could shatter it with one stroke, but the outcome was unexpected,

as his sword ball trembled with the starlight, seemingly sinking into a quagmire. The starlight splintered and then attached to the sword ball bit by bit, quickly covering it with a layer of black energy. The originally nimble sword ball became burdened and sluggish, and even the connection with his Divine Intent was gradually fading, seemingly close to breaking away, startling him greatly.

Huang Fuzhou’s expression remained unchanged. His "Two Pole Star Magnetic Light" was specifically designed to constrain Sword Cultivators. Before mastering it, he had narrowly lost to the Sword Immortal Luo Yuanhua. Although he later lost to Zhang Yan during a sect competition, his true strength was undoubtedly formidable.

Seeing this display, the other disciples of the Pingdu Sect were amazed, even Wu Han Cheng was moved.

He was aware of Ding Wei’s abilities; despite being somewhat arrogant, he was considered outstanding among them,