Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 194: Since she is the master of the Long Rainbow Sword, then transforming into a humanoid succubus should be a matter of course, right?
Upon hearing this, Qi Hao felt that their compliments contained some inexplicable meaning, but he couldn't find anything wrong with it, so he took his leave and led Lin Jingyu out of Dazhu Peak.

Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

At Shoujing Hall, all the disciples of the Dazhu Peak lineage were present, and Du Bishu, who had gone down the mountain to search for fine materials and spiritual objects, also returned successfully.

"Junior brother, it's only been two years, and you've not only grown two heads taller than me, but you also seem to have become even more handsome."

Du Bishu, of medium build and with a sharp face, looked the increasingly tall and slender, composed and elegant young man in yellow up and down.
"You are so beautiful and graceful that I don't even dare to walk with you."

He Dazhi expressed his strong agreement:
"Who can argue with that? He was just an ordinary kid when he first started learning."

"Could cultivating oneself also improve one's appearance?" Wu Dayi touched his face.

"I think it's understandable that my junior brother entered the sect at the age of eleven and grew up to look like this at sixteen. After all, not only do girls change a lot as they grow up, but boys can also change a lot as they grow up."

After Zheng Dali finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on Tian Ling'er, who was already twenty-nine years old. She had a face like a lotus flower and a face as beautiful as a peach blossom, and she was exceptionally beautiful.

"Third Senior Brother, I've been a beauty since I was little, okay?" Tian Ling'er rolled her eyes dramatically, glancing sideways at the slightly languid-looking young man in yellow:

“He’s the one who’s really abnormal. His cultivation speed was already beyond our reach, and now he’s grown up like this. It’s simply impossible for anyone to live with him.”

These words instantly won the approval of everyone present.

Just then, Tian Buyi and Su Ru arrived together. Both of them were dressed very formally. The former wore a sky-blue robe and had a very dignified demeanor. However, his appearance was not good, so at first glance, he did not have the aura of a master that commanded respect.

The latter was a sight to behold, with a light green dress, jade-carved flowers in her hair, a gold hairpin, watery eyes, and a smiling red mouth, revealing her beauty and charm without reservation.

"This year's Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament is different from the past. This time, instead of four people from each of the six peaks and eight people from Tongtian Peak, it has become nine people from each of the six peaks and ten people from Tongtian Peak."

Tian Buyi gave a light snort:
"Dragon Head Peak is quite shrewd. At first glance, it seems that my Great Bamboo Peak is getting the best deal, as it can participate in the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament. But in reality, the Tongtian Peak and Dragon Head Peak of the sect leader's lineage are the most advantageous."

He glanced at the boy in the yellow shirt, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up:
"But what good is scheming if you can't even calculate? In the end, everything is judged by your true and undeniable level of cultivation."

At this point, Tian Buyi waved his hand with boundless pride:
"Let's set off for Tongtian Peak!"

Outside Shoujing Hall, just as Tian Buyi was about to unleash the Crimson Flame Immortal Sword, a large yellow dog leaped over and bit his trouser leg.

Then, he flew away with the big yellow dog he had raised from a puppy. Su Ru flashed a pale green light, leaped up, and followed behind.

Since Wu Dayi, Zheng Dali, and Lü Daxin had not yet reached the fourth level of the Jade Purity Realm, the three of them consciously walked to the side of Song Daren, He Dazhi, and Du Bishu.

The boy in the yellow shirt asked with a smile:

"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Brother, why don't you want me to take you to Tongtian Peak?"

“You are too charismatic; we are well aware of our own limitations,” Wu Dayi said tactfully.

Du Bishu brandished his three-dice magic weapon and laughed loudly:
"Haha, it seems you think the same way I do. Standing with the Seventh Brother only makes me feel uncomfortable, not to mention that there will be many senior brothers and sisters, junior brothers and sisters from various branches later."

He Dazhi brandished a landscape writing brush and joked:

"Hearing what Lao Liu said, I do remember the last time the martial arts competition was held. There were hundreds of fellow disciples watching, and some young junior sisters from other branches were captivated by the senior brother's demeanor."

Song Daren blushed, drew his four-foot-long, three-finger-wide, yellow Ten Tiger Immortal Sword, and pulled Wu Dayi over:

"This is a grand event that our sect holds once every sixty years. We cannot afford to delay it in any way. We must get to Tongtian Peak as soon as possible."

Having said that, he flew away on his sword with Wu Dayi.

"Fourth Senior Brother, Eldest Senior Brother is blushing! Tell me what happened!" Tian Ling'er asked, her face full of surprise.

The boy in the yellow shirt smiled, his body flashing with white light, and he soared into the distance.

The remaining few people chatted about Song Daren's amusing stories as they soared into the air.

Zhuang Buran passed through what seemed like an endless sea of ​​clouds and saw a majestic mountain peak towering into the sky, before landing on a huge square.

The plaza was adorned with white jade railings, exuding an ethereal aura. In the center stood nine large bronze cauldrons arranged in groups of three, while hundreds of Qingyun disciples stood in small groups. As soon as he landed, many turned their heads, captivated by his unforgettable figure and demeanor, wondering which lineage had produced such a dazzling disciple.

Within a few breaths, eight or nine out of ten female disciples from various sects in the square focused their gazes on one spot, and the atmosphere naturally quieted down.

"Fellow senior brothers and sisters, I am not a heretic who has infiltrated the Qingyun Sect, am I?"

The gentle yet slightly helpless voice of the young man in the yellow shirt gradually spread to the surroundings:

"There's no need to look at me like that, or I'll think that my senior brothers and sisters are about to unleash their magic weapons to slay demons and monsters."

"I felt that I might not even have the chance to give my name or explain myself before I met a tragic end, with my body and soul destroyed."

Upon hearing this, the inexplicable hostility in the eyes of some male disciples vanished, replaced by suppressed laughter, while most of the female disciples couldn't help but burst out laughing.

A young woman from Xiaozhu Peak called out with a beaming smile:

"Junior brother, what is your name, and which branch of Qingyun do you belong to?"

The young man in the yellow shirt cupped his hands in greeting to those around him and said loudly:
"Zhang Xiaofan, the seventh disciple of Tian Buyi, the sixth generation head of Dazhu Peak, greets all senior brothers and sisters!"

Immediately, everyone was greatly surprised and puzzled as to when Dazhu Peak had such a disciple who looked young but had extraordinary cultivation. Many people suddenly remembered an old incident that happened five years ago at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

Tian Buyi, the chief of Dazhu Peak, once took in an orphan from Caomiao Village as his disciple. Just thinking about the background of the yellow-robed boy and how he could cultivate to the level of the Object Manipulation Realm in just five years, he was deeply impressed.

Most people looked at him with admiration mixed with a hint of pity, and the pity in their eyes was the strongest among the women.

Immediately, disciples from each lineage stepped forward one after another, first introducing themselves, and then chatting with the young man in yellow. Most of them were women, and they all introduced the general situation of the Seven Lineages Martial Arts Tournament and some of the favorites to win the championship in a very friendly manner.

Seeing this scene, Song Daren and Wu Dayi, who were not far away, could only feel the extraordinary charm of their junior brother.

After the other disciples of Dazhu Peak landed on their magical artifacts, Tian Ling'er looked around and, upon spotting the two of them, immediately walked over:

"Senior Brother, why are you the only ones here? Where did Xiao Fan go?"

Wu Dayi seemed somewhat envious, gesturing towards the yellow-shirted youth who was surrounded not far away:
"Junior brother, you don't need to worry about him. Even before the martial arts competition has started, many senior brothers and sisters have already been captivated by his unintentional charm."

Looking around, Tian Ling'er saw a group of beautiful women surrounding the young man in yellow. Suddenly realizing that something that originally belonged to her had been taken away, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.
"Damn it, this flirtatious guy, I have to keep an eye on him, otherwise he'll embarrass the Great Bamboo Peak lineage and my father will definitely scold him."

After saying that, he strode over.

"I wonder if it's a blessing or a curse for Junior Brother to have such a childhood sweetheart as Junior Sister," Du Bishu said with a chuckle.

Lü Daxin replied:
"It's definitely a blessing. In the vast Qingyun Sect, who can compare to Junior Sister?"

"Fifth brother, if you had the flair of the seventh brother, would you rather hang yourself on one tree, or would you rather have a whole forest?" He Dazhi asked with a smile.

"I"

Lu Daxin was about to answer, but then he thought of his junior brother's handsome appearance. He hesitated, wondering if it would be too much of a loss to give up a whole forest for a single tree. He immediately remembered that Tian Ling'er was his junior sister whom he had watched grow up, and replied decisively:

"Naturally, I'd rather hang on to one tree."

"After hesitating for a long time, I can tell you're just saying one thing and meaning another." The rather shrewd He Dazhi curled his lip.

He gestured with his eyes to Song Daren, who suddenly looked stunned:
"If I had to say, even if the eldest brother possessed the seventh brother's looks and demeanor, he would still remain devoted and unwavering."

Upon hearing this, the group followed Song Daren's gaze and saw a beautiful woman with flowing hair and snow-white skin leading five or six female disciples from Xiaozhu Peak over.

"Senior Brother Song, it's been a long time!"

Seeing their senior brother completely stunned, Du Bishu and the others felt embarrassed, but they also realized that He Dazhi was right; he was indeed the kind of person who would only hang himself on one tree.

(End of this chapter)