Daoist Competition-Chapter 966 - 223: Dragon Carp’s Magic, Coral Palace City

Above the vast East Sea, Zhang Yan caressed the wind and played with the clouds, flying towards Bijiao Prefecture by control of energy.

In recent days, he had traversed through countless desolate islands within tens of thousands of miles, gathering spirit veins. The Mountain and River Map was already rich, but in order to compete with disciples from all sects at the Sword Fighting Conference, he felt it was still not enough, hence he set his sights on Bijiao Prefecture.

There were no spiritual eyes above the East Sea. The Lu Family, originating from the Demon Race, originally had no Immortal Palace or strange treasure. Thus, after thousands of years, gathering countless rare earth and strange soil, and Spiritual Spring True Water, nurturing it continuously, they managed to transform a spirit vein, originally of the True Palace Qi Mansion level, to be comparable to a Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

But if this spirit vein is left unattended, its spiritual mechanism will gradually dissipate, and within a few hundred years, it might resemble those desolate islands.

Zhang Yan thought to himself that rather than letting it go to waste, he might as well benefit from it.

After traveling for a day, he suddenly sensed something unusual. A thunderstorm was raging ahead, the sea waves roared, and a dark cloud mass pressed upon the sea, rolling towards him.

Except for a few miles beneath the cloud, everywhere else was clear blue sky, tranquil and sunny.

He discerned someone was performing magic there, and with such a display of power, this person must have a high level of Daoist Cultivation, at least reaching the level of a Nascent Soul True Master.

He secretly wondered, "Above the East Sea, any Nascent Soul cultivator is known by name; I wonder which one this might be?"

At this moment, a Tunnel Smoke flew out from the thunderclouds, skewed, with two Daoists on board. Their hair was disheveled, and their robes were torn, looking extremely battered.

On their backs was a strange fish about five feet in length. Lightning chased behind them several times, almost catching up, making the situation extremely perilous. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Zhang Yan didn’t want to meddle. He parted the clouds, intending to detour around, but the person controlling the thundercloud suddenly split off a thick black cloud, enveloping him.

He raised an eyebrow, raising his hand to launch a blast of Gang Thunder, dispersing the cloud.

But the opponent was relentless, sending two more strikes of lightning. With a sweep of his sleeve, the Qiankun Leaf flew out and turned, blocking the Thunder Radiance. He spoke, "I am merely passing by, not intending to involve myself in your matters, fellow Daoist, please do not misunderstand."

Having reached the Nascent Soul Realm, cultivators generally valued their lives very much. Unless it was a mortal enemy or a dispute over heavenly materials and earth treasures, there was no need to have conflicts between peers.

Ordinarily, upon hearing such words, the other party would cease their actions. But unexpectedly, this person seemed excessively enraged or unwilling to believe Zhang Yan’s words, still launching Gang Thunder at him persistently.

Zhang Yan narrowed his eyes. Not willing to engage in such an inexplicable conflict, he glanced at the two fleeing Daoists, his thoughts turned, catching up to them. In an instant, he was behind them, enveloping them with sword light. With a surge of mana, he whisked them a thousand feet away in a flash, and after a few more leaps, he left the thunderclouds behind.

Traveling another hundred miles or so, he finally stood on the clouds, releasing the two, and bowed, saying, "Greetings, fellow Daoists."

The two, still shaken, were startled into a changed expression when the thin elder Daoist among them saw Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan keenly observed the change in his expression and fixed his gaze on him, "Have we met before, fellow Daoist?"

The old Daoist, flustered by his gaze, stiffened and said, "Yes, yes, that day when Bijiao Prefecture besieged Qingyu Sect, I went to watch the spectacle and was fortunate to see True Master Zhang from afar."

Zhang Yan smiled, "Is that so, may I have your names?"

The old Daoist hastily bowed, saying, "I dare not, I am Cui Mulong, and this is my junior brother Wei Jinghui."

The young Daoist beside him, upon realizing Zhang Yan was a Nascent Soul True Master, quickly stepped forward and respectfully saluted.

Zhang Yan asked again, "Do you know who that was earlier? Why were they pursuing you two brothers?"

Cui Mulong sighed and said, "True Master may not know, that was an old Dragon Carp from the East Sea. We brothers have a hobby of enjoying delicacies. Having tasted everything in the East Sea, only the offspring of that old Dragon Carp is the most delicious. Today, feeling a craving, we specially came out to hunt. That old demon usually stays in hiding, but today, for some reason, it went mad and came out of its lair. If not for True Master’s rescue, it would have been difficult to escape alive."

Zhang Yan had suspected earlier that the cloud mass belonged to a Demon Cultivator. Now, hearing it was a Dragon Carp, he couldn’t help but feel intrigued and pondered, "Could it be for that reason?"