Chapter 802

"Damn it, when did these Divine Sword Peak disciples cultivate the Yang-Locking Technique?"

"No, I have to cultivate the Yang-Locking Technique too."

The Wenxue Academy Peak disciples secretly decided that they, too, would cultivate the Yang-Locking Technique.

Without this Yang-Locking Technique, they basically couldn't grab a meal; that Dragon Claw Hand was simply unsolvable.

For a time, the previously ignored Yang-Locking Technique quickly became a mandatory technique for many disciples.

Especially for the male disciples—anyone who hadn't cultivated the Yang-Locking Technique didn't dare to come and grab food; after all, getting grabbed really hurt.

Obsessed with eating, in the days that followed, Shen Xian and the other Wenxue Academy Peak disciples didn't even go to participate in the poetry gathering anymore.

They just casually sent a few core disciples to go and put on a show.

This made the Dongwen Academy instructor burn with rage. No, what was the meaning of this from Wenxue Academy Peak? Were they insulting them?

Look at those two or three stray Wenxue Academy Peak handymen disciples on the other side—was this really coming to participate in a poetry gathering?

Facing the Dongwen Academy, these few handymen disciples didn't hesitate in the slightest and immediately surrendered.

"Please, Junior Brother, enlighten me."

"I admit defeat."

"Junior Brother, what do you think of this poem?"

"I surrender."

"Junior Brother, do you have a matching line?"

"No, surrender."

"Damn it, is your Dao One Sect even playing anymore?"

"Can't I admit defeat if I can't come up with a line?"

"Where is Shen Xian? Where are the others? What is the meaning of sending you few stray cats and dogs over here?"

"Where my Senior Brother is is none of your damn business. Stop the nonsense, hurry up and get it over with; we at Wenxue Academy Peak are all surrendering."

The few handymen disciples were too lazy to even speak and directly indicated that they were all surrendering.

"You..........."

"You what? Why don't you just announce it? Your Dongwen Academy is the leader of Confucianism for this poetry gathering; we have other things to do."

They had even given up the title of leader of Confucianism. The Dongwen Academy not only felt no joy, but on the contrary, each of them felt as disgusted as if they had swallowed a fly.

Leader of Confucianism—this was a title the Dongwen Academy had always dreamed of.

But now, as the dream became reality, the Dongwen Academy crowd realized they didn't feel happy at all.

They did indeed want the title of leader of Confucianism, but not in this way of being given charity.

The poetry gathering became increasingly bizarre, and the actions of Wenxue Academy Peak made the experts of Dongwen Academy gnash their teeth in anger.

On the other side, Chen Qingyu, under the cover of night, snuck toward the Dao One Sect's Lingcheng.

He had intended to enter quietly, but array formations were set up all around, and their grade had reached the ninth rank.

Even for Chen Qingyu, it was impossible to sneak in without a sound.

Forcibly breaking through was possible, but doing so would inevitably be detected by Hong Zun and the others.

He thought of countless methods, but the Dao One Sect's defenses could simply be described as airtight; let alone a person, it looked like not even a fly could fly in.

Yet the more this was the case, the more Chen Qingyu felt there was a problem.

Finally, Chen Qingyu thought, since he had no way, why not ask the Ancestors to take action?

Even if they were detected by the Dao One Sect, it would be worth it if they could uncover the secret.

Finding the two Ancestors in person, Chen Qingyu first brought out the various heaven-and-earth treasures and elixirs that increased lifespan stored within the sect.

"Ancestors, please eat some; at the very least, it can add a few days."

His intention was concern, but the two Ancestors, whose bodies were increasingly filled with death energy, had faces that were extremely ugly.

Damn it, why did this sound more and more wrong the more they heard it?

"You still know that we are people about to die?"

One of them said to Chen Qingyu, full of displeasure. Hearing this, Chen Qingyu didn't dare to refute and could only place the treasures and elixirs in front of them with a sheepish smile.

"It's all the Dao One Sect's fault for being so full of tricks, especially that Qi Xiong; he must be deliberately stalling for time."

"Ancestors, eat quickly; at the very least, you can live a few more days."

"You............"

"Speak, what is the matter this time?"

They were already too weak to be angry; the two of them were now also confused—should they return to the sect to enter seclusion, or continue to grind it out here with Yu Mo and the others?

If they continued to grind it out, the two of them truly had no confidence in their hearts. Lifespan—every time they took a breath, they felt their lifespan flowing away with it, and they couldn't grasp it even if they wanted to, which left them feeling completely miserable. ===== CHAPTER 803 =====