Simultaneous travel: My sons all have the qualities of an emperor

Chapter 395 Let Bai Xiaochun wreak havoc on other sects

"Everyone stop it!"

Sect Leader Zheng Yuandong roared to the sky, his powerful voice resounding and shaking countless disciples.

"Look what you're doing! This is a competition between the North and South banks, and what do you all do? You're all worshipping Bai Xiaochun."

Can Bai Xiaochun guarantee you good luck for life? For cultivators, relying on heaven or earth is not as reliable as relying on themselves.

Zheng Yuandong said with great sorrow, and the elder's sorrow made the young people of Nan'an lower their heads in shame.

Yes, can Bai Xiaochun protect us for a while, or for a lifetime? Their actions are too immature. Besides, if they win like this, will the North Shore accept it?
Countless disciples of the South Bank were filled with regret. The sect leader had already spoken, and the atmosphere had reached this point. Although some disciples of the South Bank still believed that worshipping Bai Xiaochun was truly effective, they could only give up.

The disciples on the north bank also straightened their backs again. They only lacked Bai Xiaochun's luck. Even if they lost, it was because they were not skilled enough, not because they felt extremely frustrated.

The competition continued, with disciples from both the North and South banks taking to the stage. However, unexpectedly, the North bank suffered more defeats than victories against the South bank.

Actually, it's not entirely the North Shore's fault. The strongest, Gui Ya, was eliminated by Bai Xiaochun, and Gongsun Wan'er, one of the five prodigies, was eliminated by Qi Yu. Meanwhile, the South Shore still has two prodigies, Shangguan Tianyou and Zhou Xinqi.

Without Ghost Fang appearing, no one on the North Shore could be a match for Shangguan Tianyou, who eliminated an ordinary disciple of the opposing side with a single sword strike.

Zhou Xinqi was the same; she won very easily against non-prodigy disciples.

Thus, after a series of battles, Bai Xiaochun stirred up the lake water, causing the north bank to be submerged below the south bank this time.

After the first round of battles, five out of ten players from the South Bank advanced, while six out of twelve players from the North Bank advanced.

In the second round of battle, a non-prodigy disciple from the South Bank received a bye. After that, Bai Xiaochun faced off against Gongsun Yun, the strongest of the remaining prodigies from the North Bank.

As a result, the North Shore suffered another version of the punishment, and Gongsun Yun surrendered before even entering the game.

Afterwards, Shangguan Tianyou and Zhou Xinqi also won one after another, leaving only Bei Hanlie and one ordinary North Shore disciple among the five great prodigies of the North Shore to make it into the finals.

Then, in the third round of the final battle, Shangguan Tianyou received a bye, and Bai Xiaochun faced off against Bei Hanlie.

Bei Hanlie: "..."

Of the five prodigies on the North Shore, three were eliminated by Bai Xiaochun single-handedly. No, if we include Xu Song, who was eliminated by Qi Yu, then four were eliminated by Bai Xiaochun.

On the high platform, the leaders of the North Bank remained silent.

At this point, the outcome of the battle between the North and South banks was decided, and Bai Xiaochun was undoubtedly the number one on both sides. The disciples on the South bank were overjoyed, but the disciples on the North bank were extremely disappointed.

Even Zheng Yuandong looked distressed. It wasn't that he favored the North Shore, but he felt that this was too unfair to the North Shore.

The leaders of the three mountains on the south bank couldn't stop smiling, but seeing Zheng Yuandong's behavior, they still offered a few words of comfort:
"Why does the sect leader need to make such a gesture? You only see the infighting within the sect, so you feel it's unfair. But what if we send Bai Xiaochun to the Foundation Establishment Holy Land soon, and he wins by his own strength (luck)? How would you feel then?"

Zheng Yuandong was slightly taken aback, and then, thinking of Bai Xiaochun's unbridled way of harming other sects, he couldn't help but twitch his mustache. Just thinking about that scene was beautiful.

“That day was filled with joy,” Zheng Yuandong replied without hesitation.

Immediately, Li Qingting looked at Zheng Yuandong and smiled knowingly. Zheng Yuandong's smile also gradually became more unrestrained. Even the leaders of the four mountains on the North Shore who were in a bad mood because of losing the game couldn't help but fantasize.

Immediately, the most powerful and influential sect leaders of the Lingxi Sect burst into laughter.

"Hehehehehehe~!!!"

Some disciples who were unaware of what was going on looked over and couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines. How could their elders, who were usually so serious and upright, be smiling in a way that sent shivers down their spines?

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As time passed, the three Foundation Establishment Holy Lands were about to open, and all the disciples of the four sects who were expected to achieve Foundation Establishment were full of ambition, ready to take this opportunity to soar to the sky.

The so-called three Foundation Establishment Holy Lands are the Fallen Sword Abyss, the Mysterious Realm of Yiyou, and the Ancient Spirit Cave. They open once every sixty years. These three Holy Lands are located in the cultivation world downstream of the Eastern Vein. Therefore, every time they open, the four major sects will send disciples to compete for them.

Each opening of the three Foundation Establishment Holy Lands would unleash a bloodbath, seemingly because the four sects were vying for Foundation Establishment, but in reality, the key was to annihilate the disciples of other sects.

Bai Xiaochun was also very much looking forward to it. With his pure heart, he was most inclined to the Dao, and only in the three great Foundation Establishment Holy Lands could he obtain the best Foundation Establishment method.

Upon hearing about the bloodshed that the three Foundation Establishment Holy Lands would unleash, Bai Xiaochun fell silent.

He quietly asked Zheng Yuandong, "Sect Leader, is it possible that these inner disciples will die?"

Zheng Yuandong paused for a moment, then nodded silently: "Yes, cultivators are meant to contend with the heavens, the earth, and other people."

Bai Xiaochun's mood inexplicably plummeted, but then his big eyes lit up again. He knew about his incredible luck, and then he ran up to the elder in charge and stopped him from activating the magic array.

The elder wasn't annoyed; he simply looked calmly at Bai Xiaochun, the sect's most valued disciple.

Bai Xiaochun said solemnly, "I know that among the disciples present, there are disciples from the South Bank who have the utmost respect for me."

Upon hearing this, some disciples from the South Bank burst out laughing, while others from the North Bank scoffed.

“I also know that there are North Shore disciples among you who are hostile to me. They think that in the last battle between the North and South Shores, I was outmaneuvered by the South Shore because of my strange luck. Even the sect leader at the time advised me against it.”

"You do have some self-awareness." A commotion arose in the crowd, with many North Shore disciples muttering to themselves.

"However, I want to say now that no matter what others say, I hope that all the disciples of our Lingxi Sect will return alive and well in this journey to compete for the Foundation Establishment opportunity."

Cultivators should rely on themselves, to strive and fight, but if luck is of the essence, I hope you can be as lucky as I was.

As he spoke, Bai Xiaochun suddenly looked at Zheng Yuandong and said with a sly smile, "Sect Leader, you can't stop me this time, can you?"

After saying this, Bai Xiaochun's expression became solemn and respectful, and he said, "Therefore, I, Bai Xiaochun, hereby wish you well, wish you good fortune and freedom from disaster and calamity."

Finally, I hope to see everyone again after the three Foundation Establishment Holy Lands conclude.

The more than two hundred disciples present were all stunned. Then, looking at Bai Xiaochun, who had a pure face and innocent eyes, they couldn't help but feel a warmth in their hearts.

Zheng Yuandong couldn't stop laughing: "This kid."

The elder who had just been stopped by Bai Xiaochun was also all smiles, and with a flick of his sleeve, he activated the formation:

"Haha, with Bai Xiaochun's blessing, you should have no more worries this time. Now go to that Foundation Establishment Holy Land to embrace your opportunities!"

"start sailing!"

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On Mount Bifang, at the entrance to the Abyss of Fallen Swords, sects have already arrived.

There were the Danxi Sect members dressed in white, the Xuanxi Sect members dressed in dark blue, and the Xuexi Sect members dressed in blood red. Upon seeing the arrival of the Lingxi Sect, all three sects turned to look at them simultaneously.

In terms of actual strength, the Blood Stream Sect is the most powerful, but the rumors about Bai Xiaochun from the Spirit Stream Sect are so widespread that the Spirit Stream Sect doesn't even bother to cover them up.

The three major sects were all puzzled, yet they couldn't help but believe a tiny bit of it in their hearts.

Furthermore, the young prodigies of the three major sects were searching freely within the Lingxi Sect; they were looking for Bai Xiaochun.

As fellow members of the younger generation, who doesn't have a high opinion of themselves? Naturally, they were somewhat unconvinced by Bai Xiaochun's exaggerated claims about his skills.

"Who is Bai Xiaochun?"

After Lingxi Sect landed, a sound suddenly came from Xuexi Sect.

Upon hearing this, Bai Xiaochun was instantly delighted, thinking to himself, "Has my reputation already grown this much?" He then walked out with a smug look on his face.

Suddenly, a murderous gaze fell upon him, and Bai Xiaochun felt a jolt in his heart. Following the gaze, he saw a disciple wearing a purple-red robe with an ordinary face looking at him.

"This is Song Que of the Blood Stream Sect, known as Little Wuji. He once killed a Foundation Establishment cultivator with only Qi Condensation cultivation!"

A disciple who had seen the enemy's situation whispered in Bai Xiaochun's ear.

Bai Xiaochun was surprised but not afraid. Anyway, he was lucky, so who was he afraid of? He then looked over with an even more aggressive gaze. It was just a battle of eyes. There was no need to fight. Anyone could glare.

Song Que suddenly smiled, and then, with a provocative gesture, used his hand as a knife to slash across his own neck, revealing his bloodthirsty and murderous intent, and filled with hostility towards Bai Xiaochun.

But at that moment, for some unknown reason, the magical power in his palm suddenly surged. The hand blade that was originally used to intimidate Bai Xiaochun was now much sharper than a real blade.

With a single stroke, a major artery was severed, spurting blood.

Song Que was also stunned at this moment. Suddenly, he covered his neck in fear, not understanding why this was happening. His eyes were full of panic.

No, could he be the first person to provoke the Four Sects and end up killing himself?

The Blood Stream Sect's leader, Elder She Linzi, was also unsettled. Before the battle even began, their strongest prodigy was about to be killed?

Then, the Blood Stream Sect members were in a flurry of activity as they treated Song Que.

The Danxi Sect and Xuanxi Sect looked at each other in bewilderment, while only the Lingxi Sect laughed the most unrestrainedly. They probably understood that Song Que's threat to Bai Xiaochun had triggered Bai Xiaochun's passive state.

"Whoo~"

After finally managing to heal Song Que, She Linzi saw the behavior of the Dan, Xuan, and Ling sects, especially the loud laughter of the Lingxi sect, and his gloomy eyes narrowed instantly.

He recalled the outrageous rumors about the Lingxi Sect, then summoned an ordinary Xuexi Sect disciple and said, "Go, develop murderous intent towards Bai Xiaochun, go and curse his ancestors for eighteen generations."

The disciple panicked instantly. Those who could survive in the Blood Stream Sect were all shrewd and capable. This disciple quickly figured out the cause and effect. He wanted to refuse, but when he saw the look in Snake Linzi's eyes, his heart tightened.

The Blood Stream Sect can be said to be the one most inclined towards the demonic path among the four sects, advocating the survival of the fittest, and facing the constant threat of death from infighting among fellow disciples.

The disciple quickly gave in, after all, his elder might really kill him, since he treated weaker disciples like this.

With a mournful face, he drew his sword, pointed it at Bai Xiaochun, and cursed, "You son of a bitch, born of a mother but raised by no father..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiudao, the number one genius of Xuanxi Sect, suddenly unleashed his true energy. He was the first disciple in Xuanxi Sect's three thousand years to master the Annihilation and Extinction Technique, and now he couldn't help but unleash an Annihilation Pattern, striking at the disciple who had uttered foul words.

"I...I can't control myself."

Nine Island, covered in sweat, spoke, while Snake Scale Child's gaze sharpened, and a flash of blood-red light dispersed the annihilation pattern.

"This Bai Xiaochun is indeed strange." She Linzi felt a chill in his heart. The nine islands of Xuanxi Sect and Song Que of his Blood Stream Sect had become the background of Bai Xiaochun.

If this child were allowed to enter the Fallen Sword Abyss, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"The rumors about the Xuanxi Sect, Danxi Sect, and Lingxi Sect are not unfounded. This boy has a great secret. If we let him in, I'm afraid none of our three sects will benefit."

Snake Linzi spoke coldly.

The elders of Danxi Sect and Xuanxi Sect also realized this, and they all looked at Bai Xiaochun with ugly expressions.

But before they could make a move, the indescribable celestial sword on Mount Bifang suddenly emitted a crisp sound.

Then, the greatsword, which was already covered in cracks, saw the cracks spread at an incredible speed.

As the greatsword expanded, a series of loud cracking sounds echoed from the sky, each sound like the roar of a giant beast. Instantly, the entire Bifang Mountain began to tremble and crumble.

"What's going on here!"

The elders of the four major sects all changed color, not understanding why such a change had occurred in the Fallen Sword Abyss. Then, an indescribable death aura rose into the sky, and screams echoed from the darkness.

Immediately, the broken sword suddenly burst forth with two beams of light. One was the sword light, which surged forth with overwhelming force and indestructibility towards the Serpent Prince!
The other was a sacred aura.

"This is... the Qi of the Heavenly Vein!"

The elders of the four sects all changed color. They had all heard that the Fallen Sword Abyss contained a celestial energy vein, which they had always thought was just a legend, but they never expected it to be true.

This Heavenly Vein Qi is an unparalleled divine object that can instantly transform a Qi Condensation cultivator into the strongest Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Then, the aura of the Heavenly Vein flew towards Bai Xiaochun.

The elders of the Dan and Xuan sects revealed a fierce expression. This Heavenly Vein Qi must not be taken away by disciples of other sects!

Just as the two were about to make a move, they suddenly heard a bloodcurdling scream. It was the Snake Prince who had screamed. It was the sword energy emanating from the fallen sword that attacked the Snake Prince with furious force, shattering his body and tearing his soul to pieces.

Instantly, the elders of the Dan and Xuan sects felt a jolt of fear, realizing with a sudden realization that it was Snake Qizi who had sent disciples to target Bai Xiaochun and even tried to recruit them to deal with Bai Xiaochun together.

Recalling the rumors surrounding the Lingxi Sect, the two elders felt goosebumps all over their bodies, their scalps practically tingling, and their killing intent vanished completely.

At this moment, Bai Xiaochun looked at the Heavenly Vein Qi in his arms with delight.

The elders of the Lingxi Sect also fell silent.

Good news, Bai Xiaochun can now establish his foundation in the Heavenly Dao. Bad news, the Fallen Sword Abyss is gone, what will happen to the dozens of disciples behind him?
(End of this chapter)