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Chapter 104 The Desire Realm Attacks

Exchange meeting, exchange meeting.

It's not a fight that starts right away; rather, it's a matter of courtesy first, with each side demonstrating their skills before engaging in friendly sparring.

It was a bit boring at the beginning. Baiyun Temple, as the host, came up to speak first. It was an old Taoist priest with an accent.

I don’t know if it was because these officials were there, but he made a point of emphasizing it.

"This peaceful and prosperous era has not come easily; we must never use magic to bring disaster to the world—"

Fellow practitioners, spiritual practice is not easy; you should take it as your duty to help the world and benefit people.

If one relies on a few skills to commit such deceitful acts, not only will the law not tolerate it, but the karmic consequences of heaven and earth will also force one to pay the price sooner or later.

Of course, it could also be due to his nature.

After all, the major sects present were bound by precepts, and the old Taoist priest spoke with utmost sincerity.

It's as if I've personally experienced something.

Although Shen Qing noticed that those from the folk lineages seemed quite uninterested, and some of them even yawned.

A middle-aged man in a plaid shirt muttered, "Getting old, do they all like this kind of thing? Aren't they tired of hearing about it?"

The voices weren't loud, but who among those present was an ordinary person?

The disciples of Baiyun Temple immediately frowned, and Shen Qing and the others also frowned and cast their gazes over. There really were some who dared to be dishonest.

The old Taoist priest pretended not to hear and was not angry. He said what he needed to say and then withdrew.

"Since fellow practitioners are here today, let me, from Baiyun Temple, start by offering my humble opinion."

A middle-aged man from Baiyun Temple spoke, cupped his hands in greeting to those around him, and walked to the open space in the center.

Taoist talismans?

Shen Qing and his group were drawn back to the talismans they usually used, wondering if they were any different from the talismans they were using.

But they soon realized they were overthinking it; Baiyun Temple, as a branch of the Quanzhen School, emphasized the cultivation of both mind and body.

It's about the physical body and innate abilities, not talismans. You can't really tell what's going on unless you actually fight it out.

The scene only became lively when several other sects took the stage, including genuine practitioners of supernatural powers.

"boom!"

A Taoist priest from the Dragon Tiger Sect immediately unleashed a palm strike, a bolt of lightning striking the clear sky, scorching the ground black.

"As expected of the three great schools of talismans!"

This is not the end; even the mighty Heavenly Dragon has appeared!

A Buddhist monk clasped his hands together in prayer position, and a golden phantom of a celestial dragon appeared behind him, though it was rather small and could only wrap around him at most.

Next came the folk lineages, which were relatively less impressive.

Most of them don't even have innate abilities; at most, they can demonstrate speed and strength beyond that of ordinary people. But there are a few exceptions, such as Gu worms.

Even a ten-centimeter-long centipede couldn't demonstrate any power, which was enough to send chills down one's spine.

"Speaking of which, we've all demonstrated our skills; won't you gentlemen show us something else?"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in the plaid shirt spoke again, looking at Shen Qing and his group with a smile.

"Gentlemen from the government, since you're here, shouldn't you show us something? Perhaps—"

He paused deliberately, then chuckled, "So, all you can do is sit in an office?"

From the folk lineage, a not-so-loud laugh suddenly rang out. Compared to the major sects, they were all somewhat arrogant practitioners of supernatural powers.

Everyone instinctively looked at Shen Qing and his group, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment.

"Friend Hai Dao,"

The old Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple frowned and interrupted.

"These officials were just helping us maintain order; they weren't participants in today's exchange. You've gone a bit too far."

Having lived most of his life, how could he not see what this fellow Hai was thinking? He simply wanted to step on the young officials to make himself look good.

Out of respect for the host of Baiyun Temple, the middle-aged man stopped being aggressive, cupped his hands in greeting, and retreated with a forced smile.

But I don't know if he muttered that again on purpose.

"Maintaining order? A bunch of greenhorns, too inexperienced to even show their skills. If things really get out of hand, heh heh—"

"That old bastard!"

Xie Chong's temper flared up instantly. He stepped forward and said, "Shen Qing, did you hear that? This guy is just looking at us because we're young, deliberately trying to cause trouble!"

"Xie Chong."

Shen Qing frowned and reached out to stop him. "The old Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple has already spoken, so let's leave it at that for now."

"After all, we have a mission to complete, so let's not cause trouble."

Xie Chong gritted his teeth, his chest heaving, and had no choice but to nod. Then he heard Shen Qing lower his voice and ask, "You have the best connections, could you help me check that person's identity?"

Xie Chong was taken aback and looked up at Shen Qing.

"Just because it's not possible now doesn't mean it won't be possible later. Doesn't he want to see our strength?" Shen Qing said calmly, "Then let's wait until after the mission and have a personal spar."

Xie Chong nodded, a smile involuntarily creeping onto his lips. "Okay, leave it to me."

Money makes the world go round; finding out news about someone is easy enough.

Shen Qing didn't speak again, and Zi Guang looked back at the center of the field.

The exchange meeting proceeded as scheduled, with each sect showcasing its methods one by one, until finally the competition stage began.

However, it wasn't much different from the demonstration phase. It was a back-and-forth exchange with both sides winning and losing, and they almost always stopped short of causing any major incidents.

Just when Shen Qing and the others thought the exchange meeting would come to a successful conclusion.

"What's wrong? All these exchanges between various religious sects, but why is there no mention of our Desire Realm Society? Is it because they think we were founded too late?"

A rough voice reached the ears of everyone present.

Everyone was stunned and looked in the direction of the sound. Before they could see anyone, a distinct black aura emerged from behind Xiao Penglai in Shen Qing's sight.

Then, a group of people appeared on the roof, led by a burly man wearing a half-face mask.

He was followed by ten people, all of whom were at least ninth-rank officials, and there were even three eighth-rank officials.

"The Desire Realm Assembly?"

This arrogant entrance instantly attracted everyone's attention, followed by an uproar.

"The Desire Realm Assembly, which sect is that?"

"This way of putting on an act—they're up to no good."

Two middle-aged Taoist priests from Baiyun Temple and Longhu Sect exchanged a glance and, as representatives of the ancestral temples of the Northern and Southern Taoist sects, stepped forward.

"Isn't it rather impolite of you to come uninvited?"

"You two, don't go near him."

Shen Qing's expression changed instantly. Before the warning was finished, the burly man leading the Desire Realm Society disappeared from the spot, and the roof tiles beneath his feet shattered.

"Politeness? I can come and go as I please!"

He appeared instantly beside the two middle-aged Taoist priests like a cannonball, throwing out both fists at once.

fast!

It was ridiculously fast; even Shen Qing, at a considerable distance, couldn't intercept it in time.

However, due to his reminder, a purple talisman appeared in the hand of the middle-aged Taoist from the Dragon Tiger Sect, instantly transforming into a golden light that covered the two of them.

"Bang!"

The burly man slammed his fists into the golden light. With a muffled thud, even though he managed to defend himself, and both of the Taoists were eighth-rank cultivators, they were still instantly killed.

The golden light instantly collapsed, and the two were sent flying backwards, crashing to the ground with blood spilling from their mouths.

The entire room fell silent.

The aftershocks of the collision spread outwards, flattening the surrounding vegetation, and even knocking the middle-aged man in the plaid shirt, who was not far away, to the ground.