Chapter 89

At the Red Fire Peak, Zheng Yueyan sat cross-legged on a white cushion as pure as jade, with streams of spiritual energy rapidly converging on her body. In just half an hour, these streams of spiritual energy gathered above her head, forming a red cloud that looked incredibly splendid.

"Hmm," Zheng Yueyan hummed softly, her jade-like fingers moving swiftly. In an instant, the red cloud was absorbed into her body.

"Congratulations, Master, on your successful seclusion," a young girl in a green robe, who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old with a face as beautiful as a painting, bowed respectfully to Zheng Yueyan.

"Qiong'er, what happened just now? Why was it so noisy?" Zheng Yueyan, who doted on the young girl, asked in a gentle tone.

"Master, many senior sisters went to the Seven Star Peak to watch the spectacle. It seems that Senior Aunt Bai Yüqi has refined some treasure. As soon as she emerged from her seclusion, she rode a two-headed giant bird straight to the Seven Star Peak!" Qiong'er gestured as she spoke, her eyes filled with a hint of longing. This child's nature was to love a good spectacle. Looking at her beloved disciple, Zheng Yueyan was reminded of herself when she first entered the True Dao Sect.

"That's not a two-headed giant bird; it's called a two-headed flying phoenix. It was one of the most important protective magical tools of your Senior Grandmaster Li before he achieved the Golden Core stage." Patting Qiong'er's head, Zheng Yueyan flicked her sleeve and floated out of the cave. Qiong'er hesitated for a moment before quickly following behind her, saying, "Master, can I go with you to see?"

"Let's go!" Zheng Yueyan did not refuse. She casually summoned a red rainbow, which carried both her and her young disciple. This red silk was a rare high-quality magical tool, and under her late Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, it flew very quickly. In no time, they caught up with some disciples who were using wind-riding techniques to travel. The disciples looked at Zheng Yueyan on the red rainbow with admiration, and some even bowed respectfully to her.

Zheng Yueyan remained calm in this situation. As one of the core disciples of the True Dao Sect, these were the honors she enjoyed and deserved in her daily life.

"Master, who do you think will win between Senior Uncle Fang and Senior Uncle Bai this time?" Qiong'er cautiously glanced at Zheng Yueyan and asked tentatively.

Zheng Yueyan smiled and said, "Qiong'er, isn't this a non-question?"

"I know it's not a question, but Master, I really hope Senior Uncle Fang wins. If he could beat Senior Uncle Bai as he did last time, it would be so satisfying!" Qiong'er, realizing she had spoken out of turn, quickly covered her little mouth.

Zheng Yueyan was not angry. She couldn't help but recall the scene a few days ago on the Scripture Discussion Platform, where Bai Yüqi was beaten like a punching bag by Fang Ling. At that time, she also found it incredibly satisfying.

But this time, with Bai Yüqi having obtained the three Spirit Control Flags, even if she wanted to win, it would be a fifty-fifty chance, let alone Fang Ling, who was still at the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation. Hearing the news, she rushed here, partly to protect his life in his most dangerous moment.

As she was thinking, a sword light flew toward them. On the sword light was Jiao Feihu, a core disciple of Dongyao Peak, who stroked his short beard and chuckled, "Sister, are you here to watch the spectacle too?"

Zheng Yueyan, not daring to be rude to Jiao Feihu, smiled and said, "Brother, aren't you here too?"

"I'm just worried that things might get out of hand. After all, Junior Brother Fang is one of the four core disciples of our True Dao Sect." Jiao Feihu smiled and said, "If I had known you were coming, Brother wouldn't have come."

Just as Zheng Yueyan was about to speak, a voice like thunder came from a distance, "Fang Ling, come out here!"

Following the voice, they saw Bai Yüqi, dressed in white, standing proudly on a two-headed flying phoenix, pointing at the mountains and rivers, looking invincible.

Jiao Feihu sneered, "How impressive! He doesn't even know what 'shame' means."

Zheng Yueyan smiled lightly but did not comment. Jiao Feihu and Bai Yüqi were both disciples of Grandmaster Li Zhengqi, and the small conflicts between them were not unknown to the astute Zheng Yueyan. However, she would not involve herself in such disputes.

"Ao!" A tiger roar sounded, and a huge white tiger emerged from below, its wings spreading as it flew in the air, looking even more majestic than the two-headed flying phoenix.

Seeing the white tiger, Jiao Feihu's eyes showed a hint of fondness, but he then shook his head, "Unfortunately, it's just a Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation Cloud Tiger. If it were..."

Zheng Yueyan looked at the white tiger, her eyes flashing with surprise. She hadn't expected that Fang Ling would have such a Cloud Tiger guarding his cave.

"This Junior Brother Fang seems to have more than just a few tricks up his sleeve!" Another core disciple, Hu Yunlong, flew over from a distance. The gathering of three core disciples immediately drew the attention of many people.

Fu Jingbo, standing on an Ice Fire Fan, quickly flew over, "Three Junior Brothers, if things get out of hand, please step in!"

"Master, as the head of our True Dao Sect, you should prevent this," Hu Yunlong said without giving Fu Jingbo any face, his words tinged with sarcasm.

Although Fu Jingbo was uncomfortable, he did not want to fall out with Hu Yunlong and immediately smiled, "Junior Brother Hu, you know that Senior Uncle Li gave the Spirit Control Flags to Junior Brother Bai, which means..."

What it meant, Fu Jingbo did not say, but the implications were clear. Hu Yunlong and the others understood, but their expressions became even more peculiar.

At this moment, Bai Yüqi patted the two-headed flying phoenix, and its large mouth suddenly opened, spewing a three-zhang-long flame directly at the white tiger. The white tiger, just as the flame approached, spread its wings and quickly dodged to the side.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Although the two-headed flying phoenix was just a spirit, its fierce nature remained unchanged. Missing its target, it opened both its large mouths, and a torrent of smoke and flames enveloped the white tiger.

"This Cloud Tiger is alert, but with only Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation, it can't match the two-headed flying phoenix," Jiao Feihu said regretfully, shaking his head.

The white tiger spread its wings and suddenly flew diagonally. As it passed over the two-headed flying phoenix, it quickly flapped its wings, and a barrage of wind arrows rained down on the two-headed flying phoenix and Bai Yüqi. The wind arrows had little effect on the two-headed flying phoenix, but Bai Yüqi, caught off guard, was thrown into disarray. A piece of his sleeve was even torn off by the wind arrows.

How dare this happen! He had come to confront Fang Ling with great fanfare to regain his lost face, and now, before even seeing Fang Ling, a Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation tiger had torn off half his sleeve. This was unacceptable!

"Monster, you're asking for death!" Bai Yüqi roared, a small flag appearing in his hand. Waving the flag, a ten-zhang-long green dragon appeared in the air. The dragon, as it flew out, lunged at the white tiger. Meanwhile, the two-headed flying phoenix circled around to attack the white tiger from behind.

"The Water Green Dragon, when Senior Uncle Li killed it, it was a peak Foundation Establishment stage beast!" Hu Yunlong looked at the Water Green Dragon, his face showing a hint of regret and longing.

Jiao Feihu remained silent, watching quietly, but his fists clenched tighter. If not for Bai Yüqi, these three Spirit Control Flags would have been his! With the three Spirit Control Flags, he could become the top Foundation Establishment stage disciple in the sect.

"This Cloud Tiger is in trouble," Jiao Feihu sighed, shaking his head.

The white tiger was truly in danger. The Water Green Dragon was not only fast but also spewed a green mist as it approached, sealing the tiger's surroundings. The mist was strange, transforming into ice daggers in the air. Even a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator without protective magical tools would find it hard to escape. Moreover, the white tiger was under threat from the two-headed flying phoenix from behind.

"Ao!" The white tiger roared and prepared to charge at the Water Green Dragon. But at that moment, a sword light suddenly shot out from the ground, slicing straight at the Water Green Dragon. The Water Green Dragon, though a peak Foundation Establishment stage beast, was a spirit and less intelligent, relying on Bai Yüqi's commands. Unprepared for the attack from behind, it was cut in two by the sword light. The white tiger took the opportunity to rush past the Water Green Dragon.

Seeing the Water Green Dragon cut in two, Bai Yüqi's face turned ashen. He quickly moved his fingers, making the two halves of the dragon rejoin, and shouted, "Who attacked? Let's use this opportunity to have a good sparring match today!"

"Senior Brother Bai, weren't you looking for me? Why are you looking elsewhere?" A calm voice sounded, and a figure flew up to Bai Yüqi.

"Fang Ling!" Bai Yüqi stared at the person in front of him, wishing he could swallow him whole. But when his eyes fell on the green flying sword under Fang Ling's feet, he couldn't help but exclaim, "When did you break through to Foundation Establishment? How can you possibly be at Foundation Establishment!"

His words made the already bright gazes of the onlookers even brighter! PS: Fellow readers, Mountain God has now progressed to 300,000 words. I want to tell my fellow readers that the book is now fat enough to be killed, so please give all kinds of support!