Chapter 2093: The Sword Discussion Ends

Shī xiōng's strength is formidable; Junior Martial Brother gladly yields defeat, admitting loss.

Watching the fighting platform above, again someone directly admitted defeat; Ye Zhangqing clearly saw Wu Shou's mouth corner twitching wildly.

That wrinkled old face also couldn't help turning red all over; disobedient disciple!

And Zhao Baiyun and the others also from time to time glanced toward Ye Zhangqing and his companion; the dissatisfaction in their eyes was utterly undisguised.

You Dao One Immortal Sect really are somewhat improper.

It should have been an extremely fierce top-ten battle, but in the end they didn't even exchange blows, and the winner was decided in an extremely "clean and decisive" manner.

When the Immortal Sword Sect elder on the fighting platform announced the winner, his expression was extremely complex.

The previous three-sect sword discussions had already been held many times.

It can be said that this is a tradition of the three major sects, Immortal Sword Sect and Myriad Beast Immortal Sect.

Each time it is held, it can be said to be a major event in the surrounding regions, attracting much attention.

This time, too, the Immortal Sword Sect, on a whim, heard that a new sect had been established in the Wuji Shanmai, and thus invited the Dao One Immortal Sect to participate.

But who would have thought that, upon first participating in the sword discussion, the Dao One Immortal Sect, by its own strength, turned the event into what it is now.

For a moment, the Immortal Sword Sect sect master and Zhao Baiyun and the other elders all didn't know what to say.

Had I known this would happen, I would never have invited the Dao One Immortal Sect back then.

But it was too late; in the end, as the host, the Immortal Sword Sect sect master still awarded the prize to the winning disciple.

Just some pills and spiritual treasures and the like; regarding this, the Dao One Immortal Sect disciples' faces remained calm, showing no excitement at all.

Before, they hadn't lacked these things even when they were with their families; compared to these, the disciples valued more the grant from Elder Ye.

Free meals, plus the chance to have a special dish prepared— isn't that better than countless treasures?

With the awards distribution completed, the Immortal Sword Sect sect master obviously didn't want to waste words, directly announcing that this four-sect sword discussion had concluded perfectly.

That evening naturally there was another banquet, but the Dao One Immortal Sect clearly became the center of attention.

All the unaffiliated cultivators and clans gathered around Wu Shou and the many disciples.

They all expressed willingness to let their juniors enter the Dao One Immortal Sect to cultivate.

I don't know how Wu Shou talked with those people, and Ye Zhangqing isn't interested either.

After staying another night at the Immortal Sword Sect, the next day everyone planned to return.

As before, Zhao Baiyun came out to see them off, speaking politely on the surface.

"Wu Brother, why not stay another two days? Is there any inadequacy in our hospitality?"

"Zhao Brother, you're joking; the sect has matters, and time is truly tight."

"Since that's the case, I won't keep Wu Brother any longer; when I have time, I'll come more often to visit the Immortal Sword Sect."

"Certainly, certainly; Zhao Brother, too, if you have free time, come stay a few days at the Dao One Immortal Sect."

After exchanging pleasantries, Wu Shou eventually led the group aboard the Immortal Boat, soaring into the sky, and soon disappeared into the horizon.

As the Dao One Immortal Sect departed, Zhao Baiyun genuinely breathed a sigh of relief; after all, this sect is rather evil, and he also feared that something untoward might happen again within the Immortal Sword Sect.

Fortunately, afterward it remained relatively calm, and nothing untoward occurred.

Only after the Immortal Boat's silhouette vanished from sight did Zhao Baiyun turn and leave.

On the way back, everyone was relaxed; although Wu Shou's mood was somewhat complicated, overall this four-sect sword discussion could be considered to have concluded satisfactorily.

The top ten placements were all taken by disciples of the Dao One Immortal Sect.

And the sect's reputation has also been initially established; at least in this small area, the Dao One Immortal Sect has gained some fame.

No longer is it obscure and unknown, with no one aware of it.

Thinking that future development will only go more smoothly, Wu Shou no longer dwells on those minor incidents.

Surrender is surrender; from another perspective, doesn't this also attest to the unity and friendliness of our Dao One Immortal Sect disciples?

Wu Shou comforted himself.

The Immortal Boat was proceeding smoothly, but suddenly, with a violent shake, everyone jolted awake.

"Someone is attacking the Immortal Boat."

The two Guardians accompanying them sprang to their feet and immediately sensed that someone was attacking the Immortal Boat.

Soon, everyone hurried onto the deck.

Naturally, the leaders were those two Guardians.

After all, everyone else's cultivation is too low; especially Wu Shou, who as a Grand Elder has only Ancestor Realm cultivation, is of little use.

As everyone successively arrived on the deck, they saw more than ten figures blocking the path ahead of the Immortal Boat.

Their clothing was varied, clearly indicating they came from different forces.

The two Guardians' faces were grim, for among those more than ten people, at least half had cultivation levels comparable to theirs.

If a fight were to break out, the Dao One Immortal Sect side would have little chance of victory.

One of the Guardians stepped forward a pace and bowed with clasped hands.

"What is the meaning of this, sirs?"

Still, let's first clarify the newcomers' intentions before speaking; upon hearing that, from the opposing camp a middle-aged man stepped out, his gaze sweeping past the two Guardians to fall upon the disciples, Wu Shou, and Ye Zhangqing.

He grit his teeth and let out a cold snort, saying:

"Hmph, what a fine Thieves' Sect; do you think changing your name will keep us from finding you?"

Huh???

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone quickly guessed the visitors' purpose; only the ten disciples were completely bewildered.

After all, they don't know what a Thieves' Sect is; aren't we the Dao One Immortal Sect?

Seeing that they had come because of previous events, Wu Shou, steeling himself, stepped forward and bowed with clasped hands.

"Sirs, regarding this matter, the Dao One Immortal Sect is willing to explain; why not return together to the sect and discuss it in detail?"

The aggrieved party has come to the door; there's no way to hide.

But hearing this, the middle-aged man coldly shouted.

"Return to the sect? You lot are just chicken‑crowing, dog‑stealing scum — I'll grab you first, then have your Sect come fetch people."

Saying that, the middle-aged man gave a cold shout and moved to attack.

Those accompanying him at once turned and attacked the immortal boat.

The two devotees, seeing this, tried desperately to resist, but two fists can't match four hands — they couldn't even protect themselves, let alone shield Ye Zhangqing and the others.

Finally, everyone was easily captured by the other side.

However, these people aren't here to take lives; they've come only for their lost treasures.

After capturing Ye Zhangqing and the others, they directly piloted the spiritual vessel toward one of the Sects.

It seems they intend to have the Dao One Immortal Sect pay money to ransom the captives.

Inside the cabin, the people whose cultivation had been sealed remained silent one by one; Ye Zhangqing sighed helplessly.

Seeing this, Wu Shou said with a complex expression.

"It's fine; Senior Brother will surely come to rescue us."

Ye Zhangqing said nothing in response.

"I'm not worried about my life; I'm... sigh... this matter is a mess."

Seeing Ye Zhangqing sigh, Wu Shou also realized he was at fault and said nothing more; back then it was just because we were poor.

A penny can't fell a hero; wanting to establish the Dao One Immortal Sect in the Immortal Realm certainly requires capital — back then we didn't think about so much.

It's all Xú Lǎosān's fault; I silently cursed him — the mistake lies with him, what does it have to do with me, Wu Shou?