Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

Originally, the leaden clouds hung low, pressing down on the sky above the Tongtian Peak martial arts arena like a rolling, inky sea.

It was torn apart by two fierce beams of light!

One was pitch black like an eternal night, the other was blazing white like a scorching sun.

The interplay of black and white resembled an ancient deity unleashing a powerful strike, cleaving the thick clouds in two.

After the light faded, all was silent. The thunderous power that had been brewing for so long and almost destroyed everything vanished in an instant.

All that remained was a gray sky that quickly healed and returned to normal.

It was as if the breathtaking celestial phenomenon just now was merely a collective illusion.

Dead silence.

Around the training ground, a sea of ​​Qingyun Sect disciples looked up.

It felt like my throat was being choked by an invisible hand, and I couldn't make a sound.

Their gazes were all focused on the figure on the high platform, dressed in a dark green Taoist robe, with an air of otherworldly grace—the sect leader, Dao Xuan Zhenren.

He uttered only one word.

A syllable that is profound and difficult to understand, containing unfathomable Taoist principles.

Then, it was initiated by Lu Xueqi, a genius disciple of Xiaozhu Peak.

The Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique, powerful enough to level the arena and even the surrounding mountains.

The roaring, destructive thunder that symbolized the power of heaven and earth... just like that, it dissipated?

"Words...words become law!"

In the crowd, someone mustered all their strength to squeeze out those four heavy words.

In an instant, the disciples' uproar spread like a tidal wave.

Ordinary disciples mostly felt that the sect leader was incredibly powerful and unfathomable.

My heart was filled with awe and fervor.

However, the faces of the leaders and elders at each peak were usually calm and expressionless.

At this moment, however, his expression was filled with an undeniable shock.

They clearly saw that it was by no means a simple matter of breaking the law with force.

Senior Brother Dao Xuan's single word precisely pinpointed the key point in the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique's ability to draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

With a kind of control that they cannot understand, almost like the "Tao".

The raging lightning power was instantly calmed and dispelled, returning to the world.

This refers to the micro-manipulation and control of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It's reached an absolutely insane level! It's terrifying to think about!

Dao Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, receiving countless gazes from below the stage, a mixture of admiration, awe, and disbelief.

His expression was calm, and he simply nodded slightly.

Only he himself knew that his actions just now, which seemed casual, actually involved a bit of cleverness.

Lu Xueqi was exceptionally talented, and it was already a struggle for her to forcefully use such a unique skill with her Jade Purity Realm cultivation.

His control over Thunder is far from perfect.

There were gaps in the circulation of spiritual energy, which is why he was able to dispel them with a single word.

If it were a top-level figure like Cangsong or Tian Buyi using their full strength, even if they could block it, they would never be able to do it so effortlessly.

His gaze shifted and landed on Lu Xueqi, who had gracefully descended from mid-air, her pretty face as pale as paper.

Forcibly using techniques beyond one's own level can result in significant backlash.

Dao Xuan pointed his fingers like a sword and lightly tapped it from a distance.

A gentle, pure, and vibrant magical power flowed silently into Lu Xueqi's body like a spring stream.

Lu Xueqi's delicate body trembled slightly, as she felt a warm current instantly coursing through her limbs and bones.

The intense pain and weakness caused by the depletion of magical power and damage to the meridians subsided almost instantly.

The bloodless lips regained a faint blush.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and respectfully bowed towards the high platform.

"You two, come forward."

Dao Xuan's voice was calm, yet it resonated clearly in the ears of every disciple.

His gaze swept over Lu Xueqi, and then over Zhang Xiaofan, who was also exhausted and whose breathing was somewhat disordered.

The two people who were called out dared not neglect their duties. They suppressed their own thoughts, followed instructions, and climbed onto the high platform, bowing their heads to listen to the instructions.

Dao Xuan first looked at Lu Xueqi, his tone carrying a hint of reproach, but more so a senior's concern and affection for an outstanding junior:

"Xueqi, the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique is incredibly powerful, but its backlash is also formidable. You must never act so recklessly again. If it weren't for the timely intervention, the consequences would have been unimaginable. The path of cultivation is long; preserving oneself is the right way."

This undisguised favoritism and care made countless disciples in the audience extremely envious.

Lu Xueqi lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her heart filled with both lingering fear and gratitude.

The voice was clear and cool, yet sincere:

"Disciple... knows his mistake and will follow the sect leader's teachings."

"Hmm." Dao Xuan nodded in satisfaction, then changed the subject, his tone carrying a hint of appreciation.

"However, to be able to forcefully unleash such a supreme technique with the cultivation of the Jade Purity Realm, and to draw upon the power of heaven and earth, you are indeed the first among the younger generation of our Qingyun Sect. This talent and courage deserve praise."

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible curve flashed across Lu Xueqi's usually cold face.

Like a snow lotus quietly blooming on an icy plain, it vanishes in an instant.

Master Shuiyue, the head monk of Xiaozhu Peak who was standing to the side, immediately stepped forward upon seeing this. His stern face softened considerably, and he bowed respectfully to Daoxuan.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Sect Leader, for protecting and guiding this unworthy disciple!"

"Junior sister, there's no need for such formalities. Xueqi is a pillar of Qingyun, so it's only right that we treat her this way."

Dao Xuan accepted the bow without hesitation, then turned his gaze to Zhang Xiaofan, who seemed somewhat flustered.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan's clothes were torn in many places, but his breathing had stabilized.

But his face was still flushed from the fierce battle, and the dark, unremarkable "fire poker" in his hand was particularly eye-catching.

"As for the child..."

Dao Xuan sized up Zhang Xiaofan, a meaningful glint in his eyes.

"With a solid foundation and unwavering resolve, you're capable of overcoming the strong with the weak. Junior Brother Tian, ​​you've taught him exceptionally well!"

Tian Buyi, the chief of Dazhu Peak, sat upright in the first seat.

Originally, Zhang Xiaofan's previous performance had left him with mixed feelings, a mixture of surprise and doubt.

At this moment, I heard the sect leader praising me in public, especially mentioning my "effective teaching".

The chubby face froze for a moment, then flushed red with barely suppressed embarrassment.

A smile involuntarily spread across his face. He quickly stood up and awkwardly returned the greeting with a cupped-hand salute.

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, you flatter me. This unworthy disciple is dull and unworthy of such praise, I am unworthy..."

Even so, the smugness and satisfaction in his eyes and brows were impossible to hide.

He never expected that this seventh disciple, who was usually the most inconspicuous and seemed to have the worst aptitude, would be like this.

They actually managed to bring him and Dazhu Peak such great prestige at such a grand event as the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament!

Dao Xuan took in Tian Buyi's reaction, smiled slightly, and then looked at Tian Buyi and Shuiyue, offering his suggestion:

"However, in the battle just now, the thunder was dispersed and the arena was destroyed. Both of them were exhausted and could not truly determine the winner."

In my opinion, it would be better to call this a draw. What do you two think?

Tian Buyi was immersed in the joy of triumph.

Master Shuiyue was also concerned about his beloved disciple's injuries.

Upon hearing Dao Xuan's suggestion, no one objected and they all readily agreed.

"That's excellent."

"It is up to Senior Brother Sect Leader to decide."