Falling in Love to Escape the Original Book Plot [BL]-Chapter 422: Inscriptions Master Challenge 3

"Senior brother Zhen is finally going to do something." A male cultivator exclaimed with an excited expression.

"I almost thought he had given up." Another said.

"There are only seven days left. Is he going to make it?"

"Maybe he has already figured everything out, and all that’s left is to etch the inscription."

"Young sect master Xuanyuan has already failed three times. Do you think he will succeed?"

"Succeed?" A female cultivator sighed and shook her head.

"He hasn’t succeeded in etching the inscription, let alone activating it three times."

"Is this challenge really unwinnable?"

"Let’s wait and see what fellow Daoist Zhen does."

Like the spectators, the elders and Shen Xu were also watching with bated breath.

"Kid, will Zhen Yuan succeed?" Luo Jianfeng asked, looking at Zhen Yuan with curious eyes.

"He will." Shen Xu answered in a confident voice, prompting Luo Jianfeng to look at him.

"You sound confident." Luo Jianfeng stated, and the double nodded.

"I would be shocked if he failed." Shen Xu said and subconsciously chuckled.

Hearing the laughter, Luo Jianfeng shook his head and turned to the stage.

At this time, Zhen Yuan was wielding his brush, and instantaneously, a silver rune appeared in the air.

A moment later, the man waved the brush, and the rune flew to the jelly-sac containing the ice porcelain and sank inside.

"This..." Luo Jianfeng muttered with a shocked expression.

He and everyone else didn’t expect Zhen Yuan to inscribe the ice porcelain without removing it from the sac.

Most importantly, how did he draw the rune in the air? Was this something a Mahayana realm cultivator could do?

’These two kids are becoming more and more unfathomable.’ Luo Jianfeng thought and exchanged a glance with some of the other elders.

’Could they be reincarnations of some ancient, powerful masters?’ They wondered, but no one spoke their speculations.

Instead, they continued watching, wondering what Zhen Yuan would do next.

After inscribing the first ice porcelain, Zhen Yuan inscribed the second before putting his brush away.

Soon after, he poured some of the special water into a basin and placed the two jelly-sacs containing the inscribed ice porcelain inside.

Instantaneously, the jelly sacs melted, revealing two palm-sized pieces of ice porcelain.

At a glance, each piece had a silver rune on the surface, exactly like what Zhen Yuan had previously drawn in the air.

"Fellow daioist Zhen actually etched a rune on ice porcelain." Someone exclaimed.

"He really did it." Another shouted.

"As expected, fellow daioist Shen and senior brother Zhen are extraordinary."

"It’s a little early to be excited." Someone said and quickly continued.

"We don’t know if it can be activated."

"What are you talking about? Just etching is a victory."

"It’s a good thing that young sect master Xuanyuan didn’t agree to the wager. He would have lost his wife and army if he had."

While everyone was talking, Zhen Yuan wrapped the first ice porcelain with soul power and activated it.

Less than a breath later, a domineering sword energy rose from the inscription and pierced the sky.

Seeing this, some spectators gasped while others held their breath waiting to see if the ice porcelain had shattered.

"It didn’t break." Someone shouted in an excited voice.

In this way, Zhen Yuan activated the inscription an additional four times, and the ice porcelain didn’t shatter.

However, he was not happy and unconsciously frowned.

’I can see laws and know the exact force to use so as not to shatter the ice porcelain. As for others...’ He frowned and moved to the next ice porcelain.

Unlike the first, the second shattered after the second activation.

However, Zhen Yuan was more satisfied and sighed in relief.

’Other cultivators can’t use the first but can use the second inscription. I need to perfect it.’ He thought, sat cross-legged and began meditating.

Seeing this, the elders and spectators couldn’t help but be confused.

"His ice porcelain didn’t shatter after five activations. Why is fellow Daoist Zhen not satisfied?" A male cultivator wondered.

"Fellow daioist, why are you trying to understand the mind of a monster? Isn’t it enough to just wait and enjoy the show?"

"You are right. I was being presumptuous."

After that, everyone quietly waited until Zhen Yuan opened his eyes three days later.

This time, Zhen Yuan only inscribed and tested one ice porcelain.

Unexpectedly, the porcelain withstood four activations before shattering on the fifth.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuan smiled and once again began to meditate.

Half a day to the deadline, he stood and inscribed the last two ice porcelains, but didn’t test the outcome.

Instead, he looked at Yang Zitao, silently communicating that he was ready for the assessment.

On the opposite side, Xuanyuan Ze clenched his hands and forcibly tried to stay calm.

He tried five times and failed five times.

This outcome was a disaster he didn’t expect to face when he first suggested the challenges.

Recalling his previous confidence, he was tempted to dig a hole and crawl into it.

At the same time, he felt a surge of anger at the elders.

He knew they were aiming for a loss-loss outcome, but the challenge took a turn, and he was forced to accept a humiliating loss.

’I will make you pay for this humiliation.’ He thought, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

As if sensing Xuanyuan Ze’s mood, most spectators and elders had solemn expressions and didn’t dare to look excited.

Unfortunately, Shen Xu didn’t get the memo and loudly praised Zhen Yuan. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Ayuan, good job." He shouted, and Zhen Yuan chuckled with an amused expression.

"I..." He started, but suddenly frowned.

At the same time, he turned to the right, just in time to see a middle-aged man landing on the stage.

"Why did ancestor Song go to the stage?" The spectators wondered, looking at the person with curious eyes.

Even Shen Xu was alarmed and immediately stood, ready to react at a moment’s notice.

However, Ancestor Song only looked at Zhen Yuan and spoke.

"Kneel." He said.