Chapter 304 - No Solutions in the Book (1/2)
It took more than a moment before the pain on Xiao Chen’s body eased slightly, but he still looked pale and horrible. Back to his yard, time and again he had been trying to break the Heartless Curse in the night. But it ended with failure each time he tried.
He simply could not find where the curse was being placed on his body, so it was imaginable just how powerful this curse was.
On the second day, the Summit Finals had begun. It was the elimination round whereby only six out of the twelve participants could stay. The disciples of each sect slowly made their way to the Jade Terrace Mountain grounds. Many of them even came before sunrise to pick the best spot.
This time, Murong Xian’er and Zhiluan had followed too to join in the fun. On the way there, Ziyun’er jokingly said to Zhiluan upon seeing this scaredy-cat, “Hey scaredy-cat, aren’t you afraid to be taken away again by someone for the use of making pills?”
Zhiluan’s rage shot up as it recalled the previous time where it got taken away by somebody to bloodletting. It snarled, “Stupid girl! That’s none of your business!”
Ziyun’er sniffed and said, “Hey! How dare you scold your big sister! Get over here!” She reached out her hand and used the psychokinesis spell to bring Zhiluan into her arms.
Kicking and jumping, Zhiluan struggled in Ziyun’ers arms. It yelled, “Stupid girl! Let go of me!”
Alongside with the girls, Qingluan made a straight face and said, “Ziyun, show your manners in front of our Lord!”
Xiao Chen chuckled and said, “Doesn’t matter.” He had always felt weird that Qingluan was so serious all the time. If only they could all be so free-spirited like Ziyun’er then that would be great.
Looking at Zhiluan who had found a comfortable spot in the arms of Ziyun’er, it seemed that maybe because it felt warmer to be in a beauty’s embrace, the Leopard Cat Spirit had stopped kicking and jumping around. Xiao Chen could not help but make fun. “Aye, apparently being a human is not as good as being a cat.”
Ziyun’er paused for a moment before she blushed and looked away, “My Lord, you’re teasing again.”
“Ha-ha!” Xiao Chen tilted his head up as he let out a laugh. Zhiluan’s cat face blushed too and it jumped out of Ziyun’er’s arms hurriedly.
The grounds were crowded with mountains and seas of people. Xiao Chen scanned through the crowds and saw no signs of Li Muxue. She was not seen on his way here too. He could not help but frown again. He hoped that she would not show up today…
As the Sword Qi of the Elder of the Immortals’ League shot into the skyline, rays of light shone the area. This marked the beginning of the first round of battle. The first group was Su Zimu from Su family against Sixiang Shu from Fallen Immortals Sect. The bets placed on both of them were of equal and hence the crowd was going ballistic. Some were cheering for Su Zimu while some were cheering for Sixiang Shu.
9 persons continued to sit on the first row at the east side of the platform today. 5 of which representing the Sect Leader of the five continents, 3 of which were the Senior Elders of Immortals’ League and the last one was still Su Yue.
Despite having seniority like the rest, Su Yue was able to sit by the side with the seniors. It was not only because she was extremely gifted, but the Su family was also the head of the 10 prestigious families. Not to mention that the current House Master of Su family was Su Yue’s father, Su Ying, who used to be the previous Chief of the Immortal’s League.
An elder in a white robe beside her smiled and said, “Miss Su Yue, it seems like Nephew Su is going for a steady win?”
Su Yue gazed at the stage. Her lips slightly moved as she said, “That’s hard to say. That person from Fallen Immortals Sect has 10 Spiritual Meridians. As for Zimu, he has always been full of himself. It is most likely he will underestimate his enemy.”
As they spoke, both Su Zimu and Sixiang Shu had flown onto the stage. Su Zimu’s white robe was spotless. With a folding fan in hand, he smiled and said, “Brother Sixiang, can we begin?”
Sixiang Shu had been looking down reading the scroll in his hand at the start. He replied without a change of tone in his voice, “If Brother Su is ready, then let’s begin.” Not once did he even look up at Su Zimu as he spoke.
“Well, pardon me then!” said Su Zimu as he swung his folding fan. At that moment, purple fogs formed and came at Sixiang Shu.
At that instant, the purple fog had wrapped half of the stage. The vision of the crowds below the stage was blocked. They could only hear a faint voice coming from within the fog that said, “Purple Qi from the East? What is the solution in the book? No solution. If there is no solution, then what made the Purple Qi?”