Volume Four: The Divine Artifacts Chapter One Hundred Magical Treasures
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All the disciples and the guests of slightly lower status changed their expressions.
Flashes of light rose up on their bodies one after another as they unleashed all their defensive measures without reservation.
Even these top figures in Earth's cultivation world are taking this matter so seriously, which shows that the upcoming changes must be extraordinary. Naturally, these younger generations must also go all out.
You must understand that everyone here, whether elder or junior, is a top figure in the Earth's cultivation world. If you lose face in front of these people, you'll never be able to hold your head high again...
However, not everyone took it to heart. Xiao Wenbing pulled Zhang Yaqi aside and watched the commotion with a smile.
His cultivation level was undoubtedly the lowest among those present, and even if he wanted to make a move, he lacked the strength. It was the first time he had seen a Taoist elder use a magic weapon, and he secretly rejoiced, finding it truly an eye-opening experience.
As he looked at it, his gaze suddenly sharpened. What was that?
“Eh…” Xiao Wenbing pointed to the most eye-catching one, a long gray strip of cloth that was at least several tens of feet long, and asked, “What is this? Is it the old lady’s foot binding cloth?”
His voice was extremely loud and could be heard clearly throughout the square.
Zhang Daoren was startled, his face turning red instantly. With a flick of his finger, the magic weapon, which resembled a foot-binding cloth, vanished without anyone noticing, quietly disappearing into his sleeve.
His movements were incredibly fast and swift, and his techniques were so subtle that they were difficult to detect. However, he was surrounded by top-tier masters of similar skill levels. Although he could deceive his many disciples, he could not fool these experienced Taoist priests.
"puff……"
Around him, several old Taoist priests almost simultaneously couldn't help but laugh, but upon seeing his almost furious old face, they immediately stopped laughing and put on a serious expression.
"Strange, where did it go?" Xiao Wenbing looked around, unable to figure out when the long object had disappeared. However, the sky was still filled with colorful and diverse magical treasures, so the disappearance of one of them didn't seem to have much of an impact.
He looked up again, and suddenly, as if he had discovered something new, he shouted, "Yaqi, look!"
Not only Zhang Yaqi, but everyone's eyes followed the direction of his finger.
In the sky, a magical artifact radiated a dazzling golden light. It appeared to be two large bowl-shaped artifacts connected by a golden rope.
“Look, what does this look like?” Xiao Wenbing asked loudly.
Zhang Yaqi stared intently, her face full of doubt.
"Can't you tell?" Xiao Wenbing said impatiently, "This is clearly a woman's bra. Such a big bra, I wonder which old pervert's stuff it is."
Zhang Yaqi blushed instantly, feeling countless gazes fixed on her from all around. Her head was lowered so low it almost touched her chest, and she dared not raise it again.
A few black lines immediately appeared on the old Taoist's face. He waved his sleeve and put his prized magic weapon into his sleeve, never daring to take it out again and embarrass himself.
However, when he looked up, he saw Zhang Daoren beside him with a relieved expression, clearly rejoicing that someone was actually keeping him company.
His gaze shifted, and he noticed that the old Taoist priests around him all wore ambiguous smiles, some of them trembling as if desperately suppressing something.
"Senior Brother Xianyun, what is a bra?" Old Daoist Yiming, who had spent his entire life in ascetic cultivation and had never stepped down the mountain, knew nothing about it. Seeing the strange expressions on everyone's faces, he couldn't help but ask.
The old Taoist priest Xianyun's face trembled, and his entire face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Junior brother, don't talk nonsense." The Tianyi Sect Master reprimanded him sternly, but no matter how you listened to his voice, you couldn't feel the slightest bit of anger in it.
"Wow..." Xiao Wenbing exclaimed again from below.
Xiao Wenbing pointed upwards, about to speak, but unexpectedly stopped.
For some reason, all the magical treasures that were flying around in the sky just moments ago suddenly vanished without a trace, not a single one remained.
"Strange? What's going on?" Xiao Wenbing scratched his head in bewilderment, completely baffled.
The Tianyi Sect Master and the others exchanged glances, feeling extremely fortunate. Luckily, they had put the items away quickly. If this guy had given them a piece of his mind, they would have had to think twice before using these magical treasures in the future.
Zhang Yaqi raised her head slightly, her pretty face still flushed and extremely cute. She glanced ahead and suddenly exclaimed with delight, "Look, Sister Feng picked it up!"
Xiao Wenbing and the others looked over together, and the secret scroll surrounded by purple lightning seemed to be supported by a mysterious force, slowly rising.
Feng Baiyi reached out and grabbed the scroll tightly. She gazed at it with a complicated expression, then with a slight flick of her wrist, the scroll obediently entered the mustard seed space and disappeared without a trace.
"Is this... okay?"
The old Taoist priest and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. They had been making a big show of preparing for this for a long time, but nothing had happened in the end.
"Infinite Heavenly Venerable".
Several old Taoist priests shouted and simultaneously withdrew the defensive formations that had been protecting the square.
Amidst the envious gazes of everyone, Feng Baiyi returned to Zhang Yaqi's side.
Xiao Wenbing, with a lecherous grin, leaned over and said repeatedly, "Fellow Daoist Feng, congratulations!"
Feng Baiyi glanced at him expressionlessly and said, "You can do it too."
Slightly startled, Xiao Wenbing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked urgently, "How did you know?"
"Don't you have a butterfly fairy demon?"
“Yes.” Xiao Wenbing did not deny it. He turned to look at Zhang Yaqi. No need to ask, it must have been her who leaked the secret.
"The innermost of those five secret scrolls is a cultivation method specifically for the Butterfly Fairy. As long as you release the Butterfly Fairy's aura, you can naturally receive it."
Xiao Wenbing nodded silently, then suddenly asked, "And what about me?"
"You can't do it."
"Why?"
"Are you a monster?" Feng Baiyi asked calmly.
Xiao Wenbing glared at her angrily. What do you mean you're a monster? Of course I'm not a monster.
P.S.: Speechless. This is really strange. Brothers, go read your books, just don't forget to vote...
Five nights a day, 10,000 words already, I'm exhausted...
Volume 4, The Divine Artifacts, Chapter 101: Explosion
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The crowd gradually thinned out, and of the hundreds of scrolls in the middle, only five found their destined owners, while the vast majority left empty-handed, dejected.
Seeing that it was about time, Xiao Wenbing chuckled, called out to the two women, and strode off toward the west.
"Look, it's him." When the crowd saw that a second person was walking towards the west, and that this person was Xiao Wenbing, it immediately caused a murmur among them.
They were no strangers to Xiao Wenbing, one of the two newly appointed honorary elders of the Tianyi Sect.
Seeing him walk straight toward the west, everyone felt an extremely strange feeling.
One of the two elders has already obtained one of the five secret scrolls. Will the other be rebuffed or succeed? Could it be that the secret scrolls, stored in the Heavenly Dao Sect for three thousand years, are about to be taken away entirely?
Xiao Wenbing's expression was solemn as he strode to the last table with the secret scrolls. He muttered to himself, "Thank God, even Feng Baiyi could get them. If I can't, wouldn't I lose face?"
He took a deep breath, and under everyone's watchful eyes, he imitated Feng Baiyi, extending his palm to cover the top of the secret scroll. After a brief pause, everyone assumed he was circulating his internal energy, but little did they know, at this moment, a strange feeling arose in Xiao Wenbing's heart.
He could sense that the caterpillar inside the Heavenly Void Ring was actively channeling its spiritual energy into it. Could it be that this caterpillar was truly destined to be connected with this secret scroll?
A pale white light shone down from his fingers, illuminating the secret scroll and causing a ripple-like tremor.
Then, the secret scroll ascended and disappeared into the Heavenly Void Ring in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Wenbing looked up, a broad smile on his face, bowed deeply to all four directions, and returned to his original spot. Everyone watched as he took the scroll with effortless grace, without the slightest sign of strain, and afterwards, his manners were impeccable and courteous. They all murmured their admiration from the sidelines…
"Slap..." The old Taoist suddenly slapped his thigh hard and said, "I understand."
"What?"
"The reason these five scrolls of secret texts have been displayed for so long is not because they could not find a destined person."
Why is that?
“Because…” The old Taoist priest looked at the remaining three scrolls of secret texts and said decisively, “Because we are not bold enough. If we had followed their example and launched a slight attack on the scrolls, perhaps they would have already recognized us as their masters.”
"Ah, I see." The old Taoists suddenly realized and nodded in agreement.
Their voices weren't low; although they didn't deliberately raise them, some people could still hear them clearly.
Suddenly, a figure moved swiftly, and a Golden Core cultivator arrived at the west end, his eyes gleaming with excitement and greed. Following the example of the two honorary elders, he also unleashed a burst of spiritual energy towards the secret scroll.
Similarly, a ripple spread across the secret document.
However, just when everyone thought he had successfully obtained the secret document, a sudden change occurred.
"Smack..."
Instead of flying up, the secret document made a huge explosion.
A wave of heat swept over them, and the neatly arranged tables, like straws, were lifted into the air by the gale and mercilessly fell back down. The entire square was instantly thrown into chaos.
After the thick smoke cleared, the perpetrator, a Golden Core cultivator, was charred black all over. He trembled twice before finally collapsing to the ground, powerless.
Several old Taoist priests stared in disbelief at the changes happening below, with almost everyone's gaze simultaneously focused on the old Taoist priest, Yiming.
Master Yiming was equally speechless. He glanced around and awkwardly laughed, "This... mistake, mistake."
Xiao Wenbing glanced at the scene with lingering fear. The power of the explosion was three times greater than that of the Fiery Talisman. Even a Golden Core cultivator couldn't withstand it; if it had been him, he probably wouldn't have fared much better.
Fortunately, I wasn't too greedy, otherwise...
She shivered and glanced at Feng Baiyi. This fairy in white seemed to know exactly what was stored in those five scrolls. So what was her background? It was quite intriguing.
Although the incident was sudden and unexpected, the Heavenly Dao Sect lived up to its reputation as the number one sect in the Earth's cultivation world. They handled the emergency response very well, organizing items and treating the wounded in an orderly manner under Chen Shanji's command.
However, after this disturbance, the secret ceremony for recognizing the Lord naturally came to an end.
Seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, Xiao Wenbing grabbed Zhang Yaqi's small hand and whispered, "Shall we go to the mountaintop again?"
Zhang Yaqi immediately blushed, and her eyes became watery and alluring.