Chapter 301: Heavenly Dao Faction Infighting! Yuanshi Has Lost All Face!
Facing the covetousness of the many Heavenly Dao Faction contestants, though Xuandu felt unwilling, he understood that a head-on clash at this moment was by no means a wise move.
He had to respond calmly and seek a strategy to break the deadlock.
He took a deep breath, scanned his surroundings with a firm gaze, and said in a deep voice, "Fellow disciples, I understand your desire for this opportunity, but this Seal was obtained by me by chance, and its mysteries have yet to be fathomed. I promise that once I have gained some insight, I will certainly share my findings with you all. However, to fight over it by force now will only harm the harmony among fellow disciples and, more importantly, allow external enemies to take advantage of the situation."
Xuandu's words revealed an unquestionable firmness, while also implying a deep expectation for the unity of the Heavenly Dao Faction. He hoped that with these words, he could awaken the reason and sense of the big picture in everyone's hearts.
However, not everyone was willing to listen to his persuasion.
"You make it sound so easy! How could such an opportunity be something you alone can enjoy exclusively?" Minglie sneered, a greedy light flickering in his eyes. "If you are unwilling to hand over the Seal, then don't blame us for being impolite!"
Before the words had even faded, Minglie's figure surged, transforming into a black streak of light as he lunged straight at Xuandu.
His entire body was surrounded by thick Demon aura, clearly intending to use brute force to seize the Seal.
Seeing this, other Heavenly Dao Faction contestants showed looks of hesitation, while others were restless, seemingly considering whether to join this struggle.
Seeing this, Xuandu's heart sank, but he did not retreat, directly channeling his Supernatural Power to meet Minglie's attack.
He could not hand over the Seal in his hand; since he could not persuade the people around him now, he would forcefully suppress Minglie, letting everyone know that he was not someone to be trifled with, and naturally, they would stop harboring any ideas.
On the competition field, the clash between Xuandu and Minglie erupted instantly, spiritual power surging and air waves rolling between them, as if they were about to tear the surrounding space apart.
Xuandu's figure was like lightning, swiftly dodging Minglie's attacks while simultaneously striking back with a palm; a palm wind containing Yin-Yang Force roared out, colliding with Minglie's Demon aura and erupting with a deafening boom.
"Hmph, a mere early-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal dares to contend with me?" Minglie sneered, his offensive becoming even more fierce, clearly not intending to let Xuandu off easily.
However, Xuandu did not show the slightest fear. He silently recited a mantra, his internal magic power surged, and Spirit Light in the pattern of a Taiji Diagram surrounded his body, as if he had merged with the Yin and Yang energies of heaven and earth.
His movements were agile, every dodge perfectly timed, while he searched for an opportunity to counterattack.
In an instant, the two sides had exchanged over a hundred blows.
Finally, during one exchange, Xuandu found a flaw in Minglie's defense, his figure suddenly surging, and with one palm, he broke through Minglie's layers of defense, ultimately striking Minglie's chest.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, Minglie's body felt as if it had been struck by lightning, and he was sent reeling back repeatedly, his face as pale as paper.
"You..."
Minglie looked at Xuandu in disbelief; he had not expected Xuandu's strength to be so formidable.
However, Xuandu did not give him a chance to catch his breath, flashing in front of him once more, his eyes flickering with a cold light: "Minglie, do you know your mistake?"
Minglie's expression was uncertain; he naturally knew what Xuandu meant by "knowing your mistake." But he felt extremely unwilling; this opportunity was too important to him, how could he give it up easily?
Minglie could not help but look at the other Heavenly Dao Faction contestants around him, only to find that they had all been intimidated by Xuandu's performance just now.
Clearly, as the one with the highest cultivation among this group of contestants, since Minglie had been suppressed by Xuandu, the others were naturally even more wary of Xuandu.
This would not do!
Minglie immediately shouted loudly: "Why haven't you all made your move yet? Do you really want to let Xuandu obtain the opportunity to become a Saint all by himself?"
He specifically reminded everyone that this Seal could not only allow one to become a Quasi-Saint, but also offered a chance to become a Saint!
Once these words were spoken, the eyes of the other Heavenly Dao Faction contestants around them indeed began to flicker again.
Seeing this, Xuandu frowned deeply; he knew well that once the greed and desire in these people's hearts were ignited, they would be difficult to quell. However, he was even clearer that he must never easily hand over this precious opportunity.
"Fellow Daoists, please listen to me!" Xuandu shouted in a deep voice, his voice echoing across the battlefield as if carrying an irresistible force. "Although this Seal is precious, it is not something easily obtained. Since I, Xuandu, am fortunate enough to have obtained it, I will naturally do my utmost to fathom its mysteries and contribute a share of strength to our Heavenly Dao Faction. If you all truly have the Heavenly Dao Faction at heart, you should lend me a hand to jointly resist external enemies, rather than killing each other here!"
Xuandu's words were resonant and forceful, his eyes revealing firmness and determination, causing the surrounding Heavenly Dao Faction contestants to be stunned for a moment.
However, greed and desire were like poisonous snakes; once they sprouted, they were difficult to eradicate.
"Hmph, Xuandu, you speak nicely! But you are enjoying this opportunity all by yourself, how can we be convinced?" an Asura Race member sneered, his words carrying a hint of provocation and unwillingness.
Other Heavenly Dao Faction contestants echoed his sentiments; among them were many with profound cultivation, yet at this moment, they all harbored greed because of this opportunity.
Seeing this, a sense of helplessness and sorrow welled up in Xuandu's heart.
He knew well that not everyone among these people could prioritize the big picture as he did. But even so, he could not give up, because this concerned not only his personal destiny but also the future of the entire Heavenly Dao Faction.
"Fine! Since that is the case, then I, Xuandu, shall let my strength do the talking!"
Xuandu suddenly erupted with a powerful aura, the Taiji Diagram Spirit Light surrounding him becoming even more dazzling, as if it were about to envelop the entire battlefield. "Whoever is not convinced, feel free to come at me! I, Xuandu, will take you on one by one!"
Once these words were spoken, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield instantly became tense and oppressive.
The Heavenly Dao Faction contestants looked at each other, all understanding in their hearts that Xuandu's strength was extraordinary. Although there were many among them with profound cultivation, no one was confident that they could easily defeat Xuandu.
However, the power of greed and desire was immense. Under the temptation of this opportunity to become a Saint, even the most rational person found it difficult to remain clear-headed.
Finally, Guangchengzi of the Chan Sect could no longer suppress the greed in his heart; his figure surged, transforming into a streak of sword light as he rushed straight toward Xuandu.
"Xuandu, I have come to spar with you!"
He held a long sword, the sword light like a dragon; clearly, he intended to compete with Xuandu using sword arts.
Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Xuandu's eyes. He leaped up, a long sword also appearing in his hand, and transformed into a streak of flowing light to meet him. The sword lights between the two intertwined and collided, erupting with bursts of roars and sparks.
Inside Zixiao Palace.
Yuanshi had originally been blaming Kunpeng and Minghe for failing to discipline their disciples properly; he had not expected that in the blink of an eye, Guangchengzi would actually attack Xuandu as well.
For a moment, Yuanshi could not help but open his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.
Seeing this, a sneer curled the corner of Kunpeng's mouth, his gaze turning toward Yuanshi as he mocked: "Brother Yuanshi, it seems your sect's disciples are not immune to such things either. You just blamed my Northern Underworld Sect and the Western Sect disciples for being greedy and disregarding the big picture, yet now, hasn't your own disciple Guangchengzi joined the struggle as well?"
Minghe also echoed: "Indeed, Brother Yuanshi, your methods of disciplining disciples in the Chan Sect don't seem to be all that great either. Your own disciples cannot suppress their greed, so what qualifications do you have to blame us?"
Yuanshi's face turned livid; he never imagined that his own disciple Guangchengzi would be so impulsive, and even less that he would be mocked like this by Kunpeng and Minghe. He opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but found himself speechless.
For a moment, the scene was extremely awkward. Yuanshi was particularly worried that Tongtian might take the opportunity to mock him a few times, but Tongtian remained silent. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt even more awkward.
He could not help but look at Laozi, as if wanting to say something, but not knowing where to begin.
Laozi, on the other hand, had already regained his calm, his gaze fixed on the competition field.
Yuanshi, Kunpeng, and Minghe could only turn their attention back to the competition field.
Everyone saw in the light screen that the sword lights of Guangchengzi and Xuandu were intertwined, every collision shaking the void, but as time passed, Guangchengzi's sword light gradually appeared to be lacking in strength, and he was ultimately repelled by a single sword strike from Xuandu, his face pale, clearly having been defeated.
Seeing this, the Nanji Immortal's expression changed drastically.
He knew full well that Xuandu's strength was not to be trifled with, but the greed in his heart and the desire for the opportunity to become a Saint made it impossible for him to remain calm.
Therefore, seeing Guangchengzi defeated, he suddenly let out a loud shout, his figure erupting into motion as he transformed into a streak of light, following closely behind Guangchengzi to challenge Xuandu.
"Junior Brother Xuandu, Nanji Immortal has come to test you!"
Nanji Immortal held a Jade Ruyi in his hand, his body surrounded by dense immortal spiritual Qi, clearly prepared to give it his all.
His appearance caused the already tense atmosphere to escalate once more, and the various Saints within Zixiao Palace cast their gazes of concern toward them.
Seeing this scene, Yuanshi felt not only annoyed and embarrassed, but also extremely anxious.
On one hand, he worried that Nanji Immortal would also be defeated, damaging the reputation of the Chan Sect; on the other hand, he realized that this struggle had already exceeded his control, and the entire Heavenly Dao Faction seemed to have fallen into chaos.
"Sigh..." Yuanshi sighed softly, looking at Hongjun Daozu with a complex expression, hoping the Dao Ancestor might provide some guidance.
But Hongjun Daozu remained with his eyes closed in contemplation, as if he were deaf to all the strife in the outside world.
Helpless, Yuanshi could only continue to watch the battle.
At this moment, he only hoped that these disciples of his would not embarrass him any further!
Unfortunately, things went contrary to his wishes! Even Nanji Immortal, the head disciple of the Chan Sect, ended up defeated at the hands of Xuandu! Subsequently, an even more embarrassing situation for Yuanshi arose.
"Senior Brother Xuandu's strength is formidable, and we are ashamed to admit we are inferior. I trust Senior Brother will not mind if we join forces to challenge you!" Chijingzi of the Chan Sect actually led Puxian and the others, preparing to challenge Xuandu together! "Wicked disciples!"
At this moment, facing the gazes cast by the other Saints of the Heavenly Dao Faction, Yuanshi felt as though his face had been completely lost, and he wished he could rush directly into the arena to discipline these unfilial disciples of his!
But unfortunately, they had already tried before; once the competition began, even they could not enter the arena.
Unless they went all out and forced their way in.
But if they did that, they would likely completely destroy the space of the arena.
Regarding this infighting among the contestants of the Heavenly Dao Faction, let alone the Saints of the Heavenly Dao Faction, even the people from Lu Yun's Human Dao Faction and Earthly Faction were equally stunned.
And after their astonishment, many could not help but burst into laughter.
"Haha, is the Heavenly Dao Faction trying to laugh us to death?" Zhurong laughed loudly.
"I really didn't expect them to slap their own faces like this!" Gonggong's eyes flashed with a playful light.
"It seems the internal conflicts within the Heavenly Dao Faction are even deeper than we imagined." Houtu also curled the corners of her mouth.
"The more severe their infighting, the more stable our Human Dao and Earthly Faction can be." Nuwa's eyes were full of smiles.
Lu Yun did not say anything, because he was currently looking at the Transmigration Chat Group.
Within the Transmigration Chat Group, Qiu Wanli had already started a live stream the moment the infighting appeared in the Heavenly Dao Faction.
Qiu Wanli: "Brothers, let me show you a good show! Come watch the live stream quickly!"
Jiang Ye: "Damn, this isn't just any show; this is a 'large-scale car crash' inside the Heavenly Dao Faction!"
Yun Yao: "Look at this Guangchengzi and Nanji Immortal, usually so sanctimonious, but now for the sake of an opportunity to become a Saint, they don't even want their dignity!"
Liu Chongxiao: "Tsk tsk, this young man Xuandu is impressive, suppressing the entire field single-handedly!"
Lin Chen: "In the end, it's greed at work; the temptation of the opportunity to become a Saint is too great. If it were me, I might be tempted too."
Xiao Ling'er: "Xuandu is clearly more far-sighted; he knows the importance of unity, but unfortunately, those people don't understand."
Fang Xu: "Greed is the original sin, but in the face of the Great Dao, one needs even more reason and persistence. Xuandu's approach, though seemingly lonely and brave, is also a helpless move."
It must be said that although the members of the Transmigration Chat Group were also participating in the competition, their style was completely different from the people of the Great Desolation.
They were all using their Supernatural Powers to clear various Secret Realms while still having the leisure to chat in the group.
Lu Yun felt amazed as he watched.
Immediately, his heart stirred, and he probed the situation in the arena.
Good heavens! He didn't know until he looked, but upon looking, he discovered that these guys in the group were seemingly just watching the fun, but in reality, every one of them was moving toward Qiu Wanli's location at the fastest speed possible.
Without a doubt, their move was definitely not just to go to the scene to watch the fun, but to go over and participate in the snatching!
Lu Yun could not help but mutter: "I wonder if this guy Xuandu can hold onto it?"
On the other side, Fuxi soon learned the news as well.
The Xiao Qilin beside him asked excitedly: "Brother Fuxi, are we going over? If you also snatch that Seal, your chances of winning will be even greater!"
Fuxi shook his head and said: "Greed leads to indigestion. I am already barely able to hold onto one Seal; if I were to obtain two, I fear all the contestants would become my enemies!"
Xiao Qilin said with some regret: "What you say is also true!"
Fuxi smiled and said: "It's fine, I will just take this opportunity to comprehend the things within this Seal. As long as my strength improves, it will be the same to snatch the Seals from others later!" (End of chapter)
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