Chapter 361: The Secret Weapon of Uncle-Master Ling'er

The third day of the tenth month in the 100,014th year of the Immortal Era.

Wanfa Immortal Gate, below Taihua Peak, beside the Sun-Watching Cliff.

The sounds of fighting and cheering rose and fell one after another.

The once-in-a-decade sect competition had entered its third day. After three days of competition, less than 1,000 people remained from the 30,000 inner disciples and 2,000 direct disciples to enter the final competition stage.

The thousand-person competition of the sect competition was also jokingly called the "face-showing competition." In this stage, many elders and heads usually came to watch the battle. Disciples from various peaks gathered to watch and cheer for their idols.

On the tenth cloud platform, Zhang Xingyu's little Uncle-Master Ling'er was fighting with a senior sister in the late Golden Core stage. That senior sister in the late Golden Core stage came from Yuheng Peak and was named Fairy Linghua; she was as beautiful as a flower, and her wood-attribute Taoist techniques were extremely pure. She saw her slender hands flying and her jade lips whispering, and vines entangled toward Ling'er from all directions.

Good Ling'er, worthy of being the beloved daughter of the Sect Leader True Monarch. Although her cultivation was not as good as her opponent's, her talismans and magic treasures were endless. She saw her reach out and take out a high-grade spirit talisman. The spirit talisman burned without wind and turned into a raging flame to meet the incoming vines.

Seeing this, Fairy Linghua gently urged the spiritual power in her hand, and those vines bloomed with gorgeous roses at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Those roses emitted dreamlike colors, making people intoxicated in their hearts.

"Good!"

The audience under the platform applauded and cheered one after another. Especially those fans of Fairy Linghua, each one was extremely excited.

"Oh my, worthy of being my favorite Flower Fairy. Loved it, loved it!"

"Fairy Linghua is about to use her self-created Taoist technique 'Flowers Bloom and Fade, Flowers Still Remain'!"

"Fairy Linghua, I love you!"

True Monarch Lingde, who was cheering for Junior Sister Ling'er under the platform, saw this and hurriedly directed his disciples to cheer for his junior sister.

"Uncle-Master Ling'er, you are the best!"

"Uncle-Master Ling'er, you are the most beautiful!"

Luo Dazui, the closing disciple of True Monarch Lingde, heard this and hurriedly opened his mouth to shout loudly.

Around him, the scene suddenly became quiet.

After Luo Dazui shouted, he was about to report to his master, but he found that the audience under the platform was looking at him in unison.

Luo Dazui's old face turned red.

Damn, shouted too much.

Above the cloud platform, True Monarch Qingji, the head of Tianji Peak, who was watching the battle, turned his head to look at Sect Leader True Monarch Qingfeng: "Sect Leader Brother Qingfeng, I don't know which disciple under your sect has such a good voice."

True Monarch Qingfeng nodded when he heard this: "Luo Dazui, this child, was born with a loud voice. My second disciple chose him as a disciple because of this loud voice."

The two were talking when there was a new change in the battle on the cloud platform.

It turned out that Ling'er saw Fairy Linghua use her famous Taoist technique "Flowers Bloom and Fade, Flowers Still Remain," and hurriedly took out a small bottle and a gas mask from her storage ring.

Success or failure depends on this one move.

Ling'er waved her hand to put on the gas mask, and then pulled out the stopper of the small bottle.

A stream of yellow smoke gushed out from the small bottle.

The yellow smoke emitted a thick stench, and even through the thick gas mask, Ling'er felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Opposite her, the gorgeous flowers withered instantly, and Fairy Linghua fell to the ground with a plop.

Her famous Taoist technique "Flowers Bloom and Fade, Flowers Still Remain" had just been performed halfway when it was interrupted by this sky-filling stench.

Seeing this, Ling'er hurriedly plugged the bottle mouth with a wooden stopper.

She shook the small bottle in her hand and put it into her storage ring.

Looking down at the unconscious Senior Sister Linghua, Ling'er took off her gas mask triumphantly.

Just after taking off the gas mask, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The next moment, Ling'er fell to the ground gorgeously.

At the moment of fainting, a thought flashed through her mind: "Little nephew, this bottle of ten-thousand-year weasel fart you gave me is really stinky!"

The people watching the battle looked at each other.

A moment later, the elder presiding over the competition on that cloud platform hurriedly opened the cloud platform protective shield.

With the opening of the protective shield, a stench spread everywhere.

"Oh! So stinky!"

The audience under the cloud platform fled in all directions, and the elders and heads above the cloud platform covered their noses and left one after another.

True Monarch Qingyu, the head of Yuheng Peak, transmitted his voice to Sect Leader True Monarch Qingfeng while flying away: "Qingfeng, you idiot, you actually dared to let Ling'er use such a vicious weapon. If my disciple is stunk up, I won't be finished with you!"

Sect Leader True Monarch Qingfeng's face twitched: "Senior Sister, don't worry, Junior Sister Linghua will definitely be fine. After the competition, I will personally investigate and give you an explanation."

"Hmph!" True Monarch Qingyu didn't say anything more, flicked her sleeves, and left on a cloud.

True Monarch Qingfeng had a bitter face and was about to cast a spell to save the children on the cloud platform, but a thunderclap suddenly came from the clear sky.

Dry thunder rose, wind and clouds gathered.

The originally cloudless sky suddenly became windy, and the clouds were churning.

True Monarch Qingfeng looked up and saw rolling spiritual energy surging toward the nearby Tianzhu Peak like a tide.

The elders and heads who were about to leave stopped one after another.

They were too familiar with the scene just now.

True Monarch Qingji, the head of Tianji Peak, smiled and bowed to True Monarch Qingfeng: "Sect Leader Junior Brother, I don't know which disciple under your sect is forming an infant from a pill?"

True Monarch Qingfeng touched the two long beards on his chest and answered: "It's my little disciple Huo Yunwu. Looking at the direction the spiritual tide is surging, it is indeed her cave dwelling."

"Huo Lingwu?"

The other heads were full of surprise.

True Monarch Qingyu looked at True Monarch Qingfeng and asked the doubts in everyone's hearts on behalf of everyone: "Qingfeng, isn't your little disciple only at the mid-Golden Core cultivation level?"

True Monarch Qingfeng nodded, his face showing a worried expression: "That's right. A year ago, Lingwu, that girl, reported to me that she wanted to go into seclusion to impact the Nascent Soul. I originally thought it would take at least a hundred years. Unexpectedly, she is starting to impact the Nascent Soul now. It's really strange."

The other heads were all extremely puzzled when they heard this.

Mid-Golden Core impacting Nascent Soul. This situation had never been heard of.

Could it be that some other Golden Core perfection disciple is borrowing her cave dwelling to form an infant.

Borrowing someone's cave dwelling to form an infant, this situation had also never been heard of.

All the big shots were silent.

At this time, True Monarch Qingxuan, the head of Tianquan Peak, who was responsible for this sect competition, said loudly: "Sect Leader Junior Brother, since someone is forming an infant. To avoid the influence of spiritual power fluctuations on the infant formation, I suggest suspending this competition."

True Monarch Qingfeng looked at the heads of other peaks with his eyes when he heard this.

Seeing the heads of various peaks nodding one after another, he said softly: "Sect Leader Brother Xingxuan, then I will trouble you to notify all cloud platforms to suspend the competition. Three days later, restart the competition."

"Obey." True Monarch Xingxuan took the order and left.

The other elders and heads saw this and left one after another.

True Monarch Qingfeng stood on the flying cloud, his eyebrows tightly locked, his face as heavy as water.

Looking at the rolling spiritual tide surging toward the Fire Cloud Cave, his hands trembled slightly in his sleeves.

"Lingwu, oh Lingwu, how could you be so reckless to impact the Nascent Soul?" ===== CHAPTER 362 =====