Chapter 100

As the morning glow began to rise, the sky was bathed in a brilliant light.

However, the Grand Square of Taihuang was already packed with people. Countless disciples had taken their seats, not a single one absent. Everyone was extremely curious about the competition and the distinguished guests who had come to witness it.

Buzz! —

A terrifying aura descended from the sky, followed by a thunderous roar from beyond: "The Primordial Demon Sect and its core disciples have come to pay respects! Please, brothers of the Flame Crow Clan, open the gates and let us through!"

Lu Konglou propped himself up, his emaciated body suddenly bursting with a terrifying force. He cast a spell into the void, and a golden rune, like a sprite, danced and imprinted itself in the air. Then he laughed heartily: "Ah, it's the friends from the Primordial Demon Sect! What a pleasure, what a pleasure! Hahaha! —"

The space was torn apart, and a thick black bone claw emerged. Then, a mighty river descended from the sky, stretching for thousands of miles, its end unknown. The river was filled with countless runes, and the wails of tormented souls echoed through it, like the underworld. On this river, a massive black magic ship cut through the waves, breaking through the air. In the face of this enormous ship, countless disciples felt a sense of insignificance.

"Whoosh"

The river surged, and waves splashed up, shimmering in the morning light. The disciples' eyes became hazy, as if they were seeing grand epics of the Primordial Demon Sect's glorious past. These waves told stories of the sect's honor, brilliance, peak, and strength. The scenes evoked a sense of boiling blood and formidable power, standing at the pinnacle!

"Hmph! —" At this moment, a cold snort broke the illusion.

A beam of light descended from the sky, countless rays of light and boundless brightness sweeping across. A massive white magic ship, about the same size as the black one, appeared, driving away the previous demonic aura with its infinite light and peaceful aura. Chants of benevolence and virtue emanated from the ship.

"Old Ghost Zuo, you really have no shame, intimidating the young ones! Just like the old days, you're still as shameless," a gentle voice came from the white magic ship. "Using the Tribulation Crossing Demon Ship to scare the children."

"Hmph! — Lü the Bald Monk, it's none of your business!" Zuo Laogui, in the black magic ship, seemed very displeased but couldn't refute it, so he just snorted. "Your Great Dharma Brightness Ship isn't much better! Those chants don't have the same function?"

Lu Konglou laughed heartily: "Ha, I didn't expect the friends from the Great Dharma Heaven Buddha Sect to be here! Truly an honor for our Flame Crow Clan!"

"Hehe, Brother Lu, you flatter us. We just brought some undisciplined disciples to broaden their horizons, to prevent them from becoming arrogant and suffering setbacks, and to temper their characters," a monk in a robe slowly walked out of the Great Dharma Brightness Ship, palms together, smiling warmly.

"Hmph, old bald monk, at least you said something human," Zuo Laogui, in a gray robe with a wrinkled face, slowly walked out of the Tribulation Crossing Demon Ship, muttering. This made the monk choke, and he glared fiercely at Lü Laogui.

"Zuo Qiuming, even your Buddha has a temper! If you keep bothering me, I'll tear your mouth apart!" The monk's words made the disciples fall over in shock. Where was the enlightened monk from before? The human disciples on the Great Dharma Brightness Ship also looked embarrassed, as if they didn't recognize him.

Zuo Qiuming's eyes widened, and his mustache flared: "Lü Yun, the bald monk, when have I ever been afraid of you? Remember the last competition when I took off your underwear!"

The monk Lü Yun's face turned black, wishing he could slap Zuo Qiuming two hundred and fifty times. This old guy always spoke without any boundaries. The other disciples tried to hold back their laughter, while the monks on the Great Dharma Brightness Ship blushed, feeling extremely embarrassed. An elder had actually been stripped of his underwear!

Lü Yun also got angry and shouted: "Old bastard, if you say one more word, I'll expose the time you spied on Fairy Nishang bathing at the Supreme Yang Sect!"

Zuo Qiuming was so angry he almost exploded. This old guy had dug up his old secrets! It was too despicable! But as soon as he said it, all the disciples understood! These two old guys were a bunch of scoundrels! One was a wine-drinking monk, the other a lecherous old man, truly a pair of scoundrels! The Flame Crow Clan disciples couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the square was filled with laughter.

"What did you say!? Lü Yun, old guy! He spied on Fairy Nishang bathing at the Supreme Yang Sect?!" A cold voice came from a beautiful girl in palace attire, leading a group of female disciples who were slowly approaching.

Zuo Qiuming was furious and desperately tried to explain to the girl: "No, I didn't! Liuyun, you have to believe me!" He chased after the cold-faced Fairy Liuyun, not forgetting to glare fiercely at Lü Yun.

Lü Yun looked regretful and muttered: "Sister Liuyun, don't hurt Old Ghost Zuo too much. He just stole someone's undergarments."

Although Lü Yun's voice was low, everyone here was a cultivator with keen senses. Everyone was stunned, and Fairy Liuyun's face turned even colder, turning away and ignoring Zuo Qiuming. Zuo Qiuming was so angry, and seeing Lü Yun laughing like a thief, he wanted to push him into a cesspool. But he ignored him and went to find Fairy Liuyun with a fawning expression.

Lu Konglou was also helpless. These three were from different sects but had a very good relationship, often bickering. He was used to it and didn't bother to intervene, just instructing other attendants and disciples to guide the three sects' human disciples.

At this moment, the sky was filled with noise again. Heavenly music and divine sounds rained down, and a middle-aged man in a black-gold brocade robe, with a square face and a heroic demeanor, led a group of proud men and women, some riding on clouds, others on white cranes, slowly arriving.

Their every move was like that of immortals from the Heavenly Palace, giving a sense of boundless ethereality, as if they would ascend to heaven at any moment. The leading young men and women were even more proud, with various phenomena behind them, exuding a divine aura, like celestial beings descending to the mortal world.

"The Flying Immortal Sect has come uninvited to pay respects!" The man with the square face said solemnly. "We hope Elder Lu will forgive us."

Lu Konglou laughed and waved his hand: "Not at all, Luo Feng, please find a place for everyone!"

"Yes!" A young man in armor responded.

"The Confucian School has come to pay respects to the Flame Crow Clan," at this moment, a middle-aged scholar in Confucian attire, wearing a tall hat, with clear eyes, said, "We hope Elder Lu will let us through."

The middle-aged scholar's eyes were bright, giving a sense of sincerity and purity. The fan in his hand exuded a powerful righteous aura, like a blazing sun in the sky. The few men and women behind him also exuded a righteous aura, with the words of sages flipping through the air, and the clear sounds of reading could be heard.

Lu Konglou's face turned serious: "I didn't expect the Confucian scholars to grace us with their presence. I apologize for not welcoming you properly!"

"Not at all, it's a pleasure to have friends from afar," the middle-aged scholar said warmly, greeting Lu Konglou.

"The Purple Radiance Sect has come to pay respects!"

"The Taiyi Sect has come to pay respects!"

"The Hellfire Demon Sect has come to pay respects!"

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