Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 166 - 157: The Prize [Fifth Update!]

Lu Qingfeng leaped down, the Five-colored Flying Phoenix landing beside him.

Looking forward, there were quite a few familiar faces.

"Fellow Daoists, it has been a long time since we last met."

Lu Qingfeng cupped his hands in greeting, a smile on his face.

"..."

The crowd looked towards Lu Qingfeng, silent for a moment.

About fifty to sixty years ago, when Lu Qingfeng first arrived in the Changqing Realm, relying on his superior cultivation, he traveled across the seven nations, wandering around one Spiritual Mountain after another, cunningly snatching many True Skills.

It was common for him to engage in fierce battles.

Even after a lapse of one cycle (ten years), the memory was still a face-losing affair.

Seeing the expressions of the crowd, Lu Qingfeng didn't take it to heart.

Among the cultivators present, apart from the likes of Guan Lanzi and others, those who had occupied the Spiritual Mountains and established sects in the recent cycle, he had mostly visited them too.

There were those with whom he had poor relations.

And there were also those with whom he had decent relations.

Unfortunately, looking around, those who gathered outside General Ridge at the moment were not on good terms with him.

"May I ask if you are Guang Yuanzi?"

As Lu Qingfeng saw the indifferent attitudes of Guan Lanzi and others and was about to come forward to catch up, he suddenly heard someone speaking to him and turned to look.

A young Daoist wearing a Daoist robe stood atop a nearby mountain peak, his demeanor calm, seemingly unaffected by Lu Qingfeng's renown.

"And this Fellow Daoist is—?"

Lu Qingfeng looked towards him.

"Fenghuo Temple's Changfengzi from Nine Palace Mountain."

Changfengzi responded indifferently.

"So it's Daoist Changfeng, I have long admired you."

Lu Qingfeng looked at Changfengzi and laughed, "I have long heard of Daoist Changfeng's journey from the north, flattening dozens of Spiritual Mountains, suppressing various Immortal Sects so much they could hardly raise their heads. Seeing you today, truly remarkable indeed."

Upon these words.

Many cultivators present suddenly had darkened expressions.

This was indeed like rubbing salt into their wounds.

Although it was indeed true, it was an unpleasant truth to hear. They also knew that the Master of Soul Searching Temple was not someone easy to provoke, and he probably said this because he remembered being previously snubbed, hence he was now slapping faces directly.

"Daoist Guangyuan is too kind. Changfeng has merely exchanged skills with Fellow Daoists. I've come to General Ridge this time after hearing that the Soul Searching Guangyuan Technique is unmatched, and that you're called 'The World's First Immortal', especially to seek guidance."

Changfengzi spoke straightforwardly, going straight to the point.

Standing tall, there was an otherworldly quality about him, different from the common cultivators.

Lu Qingfeng's Spirit Eye swept across, discerning the cultivation level, and immediately laughed, "Indeed, I'm looking forward to witnessing the wonderful method of Wind Fire Temple."

"Please."

Changfengzi stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair flying, prompting Lu Qingfeng to make the first move.

"No rush, no rush."

"A couple of moves are perfectly fine. But today, as top cultivators from all over the world are gathering, how about setting a wager?"

Lu Qingfeng looked around and then asked Changfengzi.

"If Daoist Guangyuan is in such a spirited mood, it would be improper for Changfeng to refuse and spoil everyone's fun," Changfengzi said with light in his eyes, relaxedly speaking, "Ordinary wagers are uninteresting. Changfeng has a pair of Wind and Fire Pearls in hand, not of a low grade. Using these as the wager, would that satisfy Daoist Guangyuan?"

"Wind and Fire Dual Beads?!"

"This—"

"Isn't this wager a bit too much!"

"The Magical Artifact bestowed by an Upper Realm Ancestor Master is indeed precious. If Changfengzi loses, it would significantly weaken his strength in future battles without his Magical Artifact."

"Changfengzi is confident in his strength. With a crucial battle imminent, he wants to strike before Guang Yuanzi, maintaining an unstoppable momentum!"

...

Changfengzi stretched out his hand, and the Wind and Fire Dual Beads rotated in his palm.

One was a Red Pearl.

The other was a Green Pearl.

They were indeed the Wind and Fire Dual Beads bestowed by the Ancestor Master of Wind Fire Temple.

Upon seeing such a large stake, the crowd was startled.

If Changfengzi won, all would be well, but if he lost, even if he was a reincarnated True Immortal, his strength would substantially be reduced.

Of course.

If Lu Qingfeng were to bet against him, he would have to put forth a Magical Artifact of equal value. His own Magical Artifact may very well be won away by Changfengzi.

Although it was not a matter of life and death, it was more intense than a life-and-death struggle.

"Exactly to my liking!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingfeng laughed heartily in his mind and lightly smiled as he said, "The Wind and Fire Dual Beads are quite a fortunate omen. This poor Daoist has nothing of value, only a set of Nine Strategies Xuanhao Talisman bestowed by my Ancestor Master. May I know if it can serve as a wager for this duel?"

As he spoke, Lu Qingfeng flipped his hand, and 129,600 iron talismans gathered in his palm, forming a round disk.

Plain and unremarkable.

It was precisely the Nine Strategies Xuanhao Talisman.

"Nine Strategies Xuanhao Talisman?"

Changfengzi frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"Haha!"

"Changfeng True Immortal is going to be embarrassed this time."

Lin Chao couldn't help but laugh and transmitted his voice to Sima Han, laughing loudly on the side.

Sima Han's face was cold as ice, and he showed no emotion.

However, the look in his eyes as he glanced at Changfengzi was tinged with a hint of mockery.

"How so?"

"Does Daoist Changfeng look down on this poor Daoist's Magical Artifact?"

Seeing that Changfengzi was slow to respond, Lu Qingfeng immediately said, "This set of Nine Strategies Xuanhao Talisman was granted by an Ancestor Master and is also an Eighth Rank Magical Artifact, with unfathomable might. It's unexpected that Daoist Changfeng would look down even on such an artifact. If that's the case, let's drop the matter of wagers."

Lu Qingfeng shook his head and pretended to retract the Nine Strategies Xuanhao Talisman.

The cultivators around who saw this were puzzled.

Some truly thought Changfengzi looked down on the Soul Searching Magical Artifact, while others felt that Changfengzi was backing out at the last moment, seeing Lu Qingfeng's decisiveness and fearing to make a huge bet.

For a moment, although there was silence all around.

Most lips were moving, obviously communicating with each other through voice transmission, wondering what they were discussing.

Seeing this, Changfengzi spoke indifferently, "Changfeng has no such intention. The stake for this battle will be the Wind and Fire Pearl against the Nine Strategies Xuanhao Talisman. Whoever loses must hand over their Magical Artifact."

"Good."

Lu Qingfeng clapped his hands in agreement, yet he chuckled inwardly.

It was clear to Changfengzi upon seeing the Nine Strategies Xuanhao Talisman what its origin was. An Array Dao Magical Artifact, what use would it be to him, a cultivator who has no knowledge of Array Dao?

It would even be less practical than an ordinary Second or Third Rank Magical Artifact.

Yet he had already spoken out loud.

He put forth the Wind and Fire Pearl, and Lu Qingfeng presented the Nine Strategies Xuanhao Talisman, both Magical Artifacts bestowed by an Upper Realm Ancestor Master. Although there was a hierarchy, their values weren't much different.

Lu Qingfeng took it out; if Changfengzi was unwilling, outsiders would not know the truth.

Truly, it was a tricky situation to get out of.

He would have no choice but to accept it.

"This Changfengzi seems to have awoken his past wisdom early on. With such an early awakening, his foundation must be extraordinary. However, judging from his words and deeds—"

Lu Qingfeng looked at Changfengzi.

Changfengzi could recognize the Nine Strategies Xuanhao Talisman, which obviously meant he had memories of his past life.

But from his words and actions, he seemed to differ greatly from a Mahayana True Immortal. He didn't seem like a True Immortal who had lived for over a hundred thousand years but rather like an ordinary cultivator with character flaws.

"Could it be a drawback from not fully awakening his past wisdom?"

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Lu Qingfeng knew little about the Reincarnation of True Immortals and didn't understand much.

But the current situation was clearly to his advantage.

"Daoist Guang Yuan, please."

Changfengzi spoke again, indicating for Lu Qingfeng to make the first move.

This must be the demeanor of a True Immortal.

"Alright."

Lu Qingfeng smiled lightly.

He stepped forward, rubbing his hands together, and immediately held a bolt of thunder in his hand.

The mighty True Yuan within him surged, and layers of talismans flickered.

The thunder flashed like dancing dragons and snakes. In just an instant, it transformed into a purgatorial prison. The purgatory was like a mountain chasm, like the deep sea, evolving all things under heaven—

And descended with a roar!