Chapter 499: Grand Entrance!

Chapter 499: Grand Entrance!

The next morning, Elder Yao delivered the list of the ten disciples participating in the triennial martial arts competition to the main hall of the main peak.

Accompanying him were the peak leaders from each peak and nine recommended disciples from the Wenxian Sect.

Naturally, the final spot belonged to Lin Xian'er.

Today, Lin Xian'er wore a martial outfit and exuded a spirited and heroic aura.

Ling Feng sat on the sect leader's throne, his gaze sweeping over the nine young disciples in the hall. Most of them were a few years older than him, but in the path of martial arts, the most accomplished are the foremost.

"Greetings, Sect Leader!"

All the disciples bowed and saluted Ling Feng in unison.

"Rise!"

Ling Feng nodded slightly. These disciples seemed to be in good condition, and with the teachings and martial arts he had brought back, their skills would improve rapidly in a few years.

They would become the pillars of the Wenxian Sect.

A sect with only a strong sect leader was not the right path.

"Sect Leader, all of the disciples are ready and we can proceed to Leiyun Peak for the triennial martial arts competition," Elder Yao said solemnly.

"Good, let's not delay any further. Let's depart now."

Ling Feng nodded, not wasting any time. He didn't take the Qiankun Sect and Liuyun Sword Sect seriously.

After today, these two sects would bow before the Wenxian Sect!

......

The Xianzong Mountains were endowed with spiritual energy.

Although the super sects looked down upon this mountain range, it remained a precious haven for second and third-rate sects.

Situated near the Luofeng Canyon to the west, the vast wilderness to the east, and the endless sea to the west...

The Xianzong Mountains were rich in resources, offering plenty of places to hunt low-tier demonic beasts and obtain demonic cores. This was highly beneficial for the development of any sect.

A thin, goateed old daoist standing beside Daoist Tian Yun whispered.

"Junior Brother Cang Song, rest assured. The disciples' competition only accounts for thirty percent of the overall outcome. As for the sect leaders' battle, I am confident in my victory," Daoist Tian Yun replied with a faint smile. "The Liuyun Sword Sect's Cao Tailai might have decent swordsmanship, but he was already defeated by me three years ago. As for the Wenxian Sect, I've heard they've appointed a young man as their new sect leader."

Daoist Tian Yun laughed, shaking his head. "If Duanmu Qingshan were still the sect leader, I might have some reservations about the Wenxian Sect. But a greenhorn who assumed the position under emergency circumstances? What threat could he possibly pose to me?"

"Indeed." Daoist Cang Song nodded, his gaze suddenly fixated on the approaching path. "The Wenxian Sect is here!"

"Mhmm." Daoist Tian Yun's sharp eyes locked onto the group from the Wenxian Sect, focusing on the young man leading them.

Gasp! He was startled. "Strange, this young man is only at the Pulse Formation Realm, yet his gaze is so intimidating!"

Ling Feng had noticed the old daoist scrutinizing him. From the start, he had no intention of appearing weak. He wanted to fully display the Wenxian Sect's strength, so he directly unleashed his Slaughterous Sword Will.

Daoist Tian Yun, who had not encountered many real prodigies, could not fathom the extent of true talent's power.

"Hmph, no matter how strong his aura is, a Pulse Formation Realm cultivator is still just a Pulse Formation Realm cultivator. Besides, I have my treasure!"

Daoist Tian Yun took a deep breath, turning his gaze to another path.

The Liuyun Sword Sect should be arriving soon.

Whoosh!

As the Wenxian Sect members entered their viewing area, another group ascended from the opposite side of Leiyun Peak.

This group, upon reaching the summit, drew their swords simultaneously and pointed them skyward. Thirty-six strands of sword qi intertwined, and the group’s high-pitched shouts formed a massive wave of sound that swept through the clouds and created an imposing spectacle.

"Thirty-Six Heavenly Sword Array!"

Swish! Swoosh!

The sword qi crisscrossed as the disciples launched their flying swords, landing gracefully on the high platform before sheathing their swords.

One had to admit, it was a very flamboyant entrance!

Ling Feng touched his nose, secretly amused. Using such a flashy method, are they trying to intimidate the other two sects?

But in the end, strength speaks louder than words. Hopefully, they can maintain their swagger on the way back down the mountain!