svetikya Chapter 25: On the Eve of the Grand Luo Tian Ceremony!
Chapter 25: On the Eve of the Grand Luo Tian Ceremony!
Wudang Mountain, the next day at noon.
The mountain wind was biting, blowing against the eaves of the ancient Taoist temple.
The grand opening of the Heavenly Master's Mansion's Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, a highly anticipated event in the world of supernatural beings, is just around the corner.
Currently, various forces are stirring up trouble, and the top young superhumans are seizing the last moments to engage in a near-brutal sprint of training.
This is not only to test the results of one's years of hard work,
It is also about the honor of the sect, and the ultimate temptation that can stir up the entire world of supernatural beings - one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, the Heavenly Talisman!
On a secluded path in the back mountain,
There was a young Taoist priest wearing a loose Taoist robe, with his hair casually tied up and two dark circles under his eyes, leaning against a boulder, panting heavily.
His face was stained with several streaks of dried blood.
There was a noticeable bruise on his forehead, and his Taoist robe was covered in dust, making him look somewhat disheveled.
Those eyes, which always carried a hint of laziness and helplessness, were unusually bright at this moment.
It exudes a sharpness that comes from a firm resolve.
A slightly younger Taoist priest looked at him worriedly: "Senior Brother Wang Ye, you... you're seriously injured. Are you really going? What about the Ancestral Master...?"
Wang Ye casually wiped the blood from his face, the movement causing him to hiss in pain. He then flashed his signature, slightly cynical smile.
"Hey, it's nothing, just a superficial injury."
"By the way, junior brother, could you please pass on a message to our ancestor?"
He took a deep breath, looked into the distance, and his eyes became incredibly determined:
"Say it—this unworthy disciple, Wang Ye, is willing to participate in the Luo Tian Grand Ritual!"
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Zhuge Family, Zhuge Village.
In the quiet village, a primary school student with a topknot, chubby cheeks, and wearing cute children's clothes tucked behind like a little tail.
I followed closely behind a handsome guy with flowing blue hair who always smiled with his eyes narrowed.
"elder brother!"
"Are we really going to participate in that Luo Tian Grand Ritual?"
Zhuge Bai's little face scrunched up, his big eyes filled with tears, and his voice trembled with sobs:
"I heard there are lots of really strong people there! What if... what if we can't beat them?"
"If...if I get beaten up and cry in front of so many people...oh! That would be so embarrassing! I...I suddenly don't want to go!"
As he spoke, golden tears were about to fall.
Zhuge Qing stopped, sighed helplessly, and reached out to ruffle his younger brother's soft hair. His narrowed eyes gleamed with absolute confidence.
"Sigh, don't worry about it."
"Besides Zhang Lingyu from Longhu Mountain, who else could pose a real threat to us two brothers?"
A calm smile played on his lips, as if victory was assured:
"Just the mere appearance of our family's thousand-year-old Wuhou Qimen... hmph, I'm afraid our opponents' legs would tremble at the sight of it, and they'd want to admit defeat on the spot!"
"Don't worry, I'm here, I'll make sure you're alright."
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The company branch, an open space outside a villa.
The sunlight was a bit too bright.
On the open ground, Zhang Chulan looked tense, and even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Two familiar people stood before him:
One was Lu Xiaobai, who always wore the same white trench coat, his expression still calm and cold.
The other is Lu Xiaobai's clone, the Minister of Magic, dressed in a magnificent mage's robe, with shifty eyes and hunched shoulders.
Zhang Chulan's gaze swept back and forth between the two.
His eyes held a complex mix of emotions: a thirst for power and excitement, fear and tension about the unknown, and anticipation for the challenges to come.
In the end, all of this settled into a do-or-die determination!
He took a deep breath and shouted at Lu Xiaobai, "Xiaobai! I've made up my mind! Come on! Don't worry about me!"
He assumed a standard Golden Light Mantra starting stance, and tiny white arcs of electricity began to flicker around his body.
The Minister of Magic visibly trembled upon hearing Zhang Chulan's declaration.
Her body trembled.
He said timidly and haltingly to Zhang Chulan:
"Zhang...Zhang Chulan...um, wait a minute...no matter what you see...or...sense..."
He swallowed hard, his voice growing softer and softer:
"Um...you...you mustn't be afraid...you must be brave and face it...I...I believe you can do it!"
He seemed to be encouraging Zhang Chulan, or perhaps bolstering his own courage:
"You must...hold on, Zhang Chulan!"
After saying the last sentence, the Minister of Magic looked like a startled rabbit.
With a "whoosh," he turned and ran, quickly hiding behind a large tree not far away, only peeking out half his head and a pair of eyes that screamed "watching a horror movie."
He watched nervously.
The way they looked was as if they foresaw something extremely terrifying that was about to happen.
Upon seeing the Minister of Magic's reaction, Zhang Chulan's hard-won courage instantly vanished!
A strong sense of unease surged through my body.
My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, almost as if it would burst out of my chest.
but!
The kind smile of my deceased grandfather flashed through my mind.
That smile seemed to contain both boundless encouragement and a sting. Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth, the hesitation in his eyes instantly replaced by ruthlessness!
"Ughhhhhh—!"
With a low roar, lightning blazed around Zhang Chulan!
A blinding white arc of electricity instantly covered his entire body, crackling and popping!
He moved like lightning, so fast that he left an afterimage in his place, and with an unstoppable momentum, he rushed straight towards the white figure that stood still!
Lu Xiaobai's cold eyes remained calm and unwavering.
Like two bottomless, icy pools, they silently watched Zhang Chulan, who had transformed into a raging bolt of lightning, as he attacked.
He made no defensive or evasive movements, and there wasn't even the slightest fluctuation of his aura.
The closer they get,
The fear in Zhang Chulan's heart grew exponentially!
This fear stems not only from Lu Xiaobai's unfathomable mystery, but also from a tremor of instinct when facing the absolute unknown and some kind of "non-human" existence!
Time seemed to stretch out during the sprint.
Every millisecond was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression!
"I'll fight!" Zhang Chulan roared inwardly, transforming all his fear into power.
In the blink of an eye, he recklessly slammed his fist, which was brimming with the power of the raging Yang Five Thunders, toward Lu Xiaobai's face, which was so close yet terrifyingly calm!
The blinding white lightning instantly turned Lu Xiaobai's cold, pretty face deathly pale.
Zhang Chulan could not see any emotion in those icy blue eyes so close to his own.
There was no contempt, no solemnity, not even a ripple.
In a daze, he saw only an absolute, frozen stillness.
"hiss--!"
Just as Zhang Chulan's fist was about to touch Lu Xiaobai's nose!
An indescribable, incomprehensible "extreme cold" descended without warning!
Zhang Chulan felt his punching motion freeze!
The surging lightning within him froze, along with his terrified expression, the splattering beads of sweat, and the dust drifting in the surrounding air...
Everything fell into an absolute, despairing stillness!
The world has lost its color, its sound, and its flow.
Only Lu Xiaobai's icy blue eyes remained, indifferently reflecting Zhang Chulan's face, which was completely frozen in extreme shock, in the frozen space.
Time seemed to have been frozen!