Daoist Competition-Chapter 1050 - 265: Helian Wei

Mingcang Sect’s Lower Court is divided into Three Daoist Temples, Shanyuan and Dexiu Temples are places for male cultivation, and only Taian Temple is for female cultivators, where Wang Caiwei has been residing for the past two years.

Since the passing of the two temple masters, the Lower Court has actually been dominated by Ma Shouxiang’s family. Zhang Yan sent her here, ostensibly to look after Han Zuocheng, but in reality, it also implied substituting the seat for the master.

Wang Caiwei’s cultivation has become increasingly profound, although she has yet to surpass her younger sister Wang Caiting. However, with the True Artifact Yin Slaughter Saber in her hand, she isn’t afraid of any formidable enemy attacks.

The disciples in the temple, whether from master and apprentice relationships or noble families, all know she is Zhang Yan’s disciple and is an official Mingcang Sect True Disciple. They respect her greatly and dare not offend her at all.

She, carrying the master’s order, is very attentive and spends her days urging Han Zuocheng to practice cultivation techniques and instructing him on how to deduce the Erosion Text.

Han Zuocheng, although advancing rapidly in cultivation, has absolutely no talent in the Erosion Text. Just seeing those seemingly heavenly book-like writings gives him a massive headache.

Wang Caiwei ignores all this; she only knows that to study the sect’s cultivation technique, she must become skilled in the Erosion Text, causing Han Zuocheng to be extremely tormented every time.

That day, Han Zuocheng sighed and lamented upon seeing the Erosion Text before him, his face full of bitterness, scratching his head so vigorously it seemed he would tear his scalp.

Wang Caiwei, with a serious expression, said, "Little disciple brother, don’t think you can bluff your way out. When Senior Sister Caiting and I entered the sect, the master didn’t immediately transmit the Dharma techniques to us. Instead, he first commanded my sister and me to study the Erosion Text. Not only for us, even the eldest senior sister had to do the same. You shouldn’t harbor any wishful thoughts; even if I’m not teaching you, you still need to pass this hurdle before the master."

Han Zuocheng felt helpless but somewhat unconvinced in his heart, saying, "Senior sister is bluffing me again. Among those senior brothers in the Lower Court, none know more about the Erosion Text than I do, but it doesn’t seem to bring their cultivation down. Why is senior sister so serious?"

Losing his spirits, Han Zuocheng left Taian Temple at dusk and returned to his Cave Mansion. Thinking about having to study that useless Erosion Text again tomorrow, he felt even more vexed. Turning several thoughts in his mind, he said, "Since I came up the mountain, I’ve diligently cultivated and trained hard, never having visited the State City below. Why not take a stroll there?"

About dozens of miles away from Cangwu Mountain, there’s a large town, which in recent years has attracted many noble visitors, without any evil or banditry, thus becoming bustling and lively, as crowded as the State City.

Once this thought arose, he couldn’t resist the itch and, fearing Wang Caiwei might search for him, didn’t return to the mansion but descended the mountain, thinking, "I’ll play for a few days. If Senior Sister, fulfilling the master’s order, can’t find me, she’ll surely become anxious. Then when I return, after scaring her, she certainly won’t press me to read that ghost talisman anymore."

After seeing Han Zuocheng off, Wang Caiwei sat in meditation cultivation within the temple until dawn when a Flying Book arrived at the hall. She reached out to gracefully catch and open it, discovering it was a Flying Book sent from Zhao You Heavenly Pond, commanding her to bring Han Zuocheng back to the Mountain Gate. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Learning that she could return to the Cave Mansion made her happy. After two years in the Lower Court, compared to Zhao You Heavenly Pond, where the Spiritual Energy is abundant, progress wasn’t as fast as before. However, there were benefits; the cultivation momentum slowed, allowing her to consolidate what she previously studied, proving to be more beneficial in the long run.

She glanced at the sky, seeing the fish belly white already unveiled at the horizon, arranging her attire, she left Taian Temple to personally find Han Zuocheng.

Finding Flying too conspicuous, she opted to walk calmly, proceeding leisurely. Soon she arrived at Shanyuan Temple, but upon inquiry, disciples there claimed not to have seen Han Zuocheng today. Startled, she didn’t care about anything else, rising swiftly through the lower court, yet still failed to find him, feeling slightly uneasy inside. She called a few disciples to inquire further, suspecting he might have gone down the mountain to play.

She sighed softly, harnessing the light of Xuan Guang, and glided down the mountain searching.

At this moment, in the town below the mountain, Hun Cheng Sect disciple Helian Wei sat inside a two-story tavern, watching with interest the bustling street below.

Opposite him sat a young man in his twenties, leaning forward a bit, speaking softly, "Master Uncle, your disciple has already inquired. At this Mingcang Sect’s grand competition, Zhang Yan didn’t appear, and there’s certainty that Huo, Zhong, and Luo will attend the Sword Fighting Conference."

Helian Wei found his tense demeanor amusing, saying, "You don’t need to be this way. If the Mingcang Sect were targeting you, they wouldn’t allow you and me to chat freely here. This kind of commonplace location is the safest. Those Xuanmen Sect Disciples won’t track down this place, besides you’re merely seeking the Dao at the Lower Court, not truly a disciple yet. Who would pay attention to you?"