Immortal Life: Starting with Daily Last Words

Chapter 88 Rising to Fame, for Your Master

On the stage, Ge Changzhou stared at Yu Daoxuan with a wicked smile, beckoning him to come up on stage.

Defeating Zhou Keyi in public was a great honor for Pingsha Island, but it also humiliated Qingyuan Sect.

If he could defeat a second Qingyuan Sect cultivator in a row, his reputation would soar even higher.

Yu Daoxuan ignored the man's provocation, took out a healing pill from his storage bag and gave it to Zhou Keyi, then helped Zhou Keyi back to his seat to rest. Ge Changzhou, seeing that the other party didn't even glance at him, laughed instead of getting angry and said loudly, "I've heard that the Qingyuan Sect's Blazing Heavenly Gang Sword Technique is fierce and domineering, and is hailed as the number one sword technique in Nanming Continent. Today, I would like to ask for a few moves to see if it lives up to its reputation."

"I wonder if this fellow Daoist from the Qingyuan Sect dares to accept the challenge?"

Yu Daoxuan remained completely unmoved.

He had killed cultivators in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, let alone Ge Changzhou, who was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

The opponent's challenge held absolutely no interest for him.

"What? You're too scared to fight?" Ge Changzhou's tone suddenly turned cold when he saw that he didn't respond. "Are all the people from the Qingyuan Sect cowards?"

"If you think my cultivation is superior to yours, I'll fight you while suppressing my power. Surely you don't lack even that much courage?"

"Don't be afraid, fellow Daoist from Qingyuan Sect, let's take him down!"

"The other party said they were holding back their cultivation level. If it were me, I would have fought them."

In the courtyard, some people who loved watching the excitement started making a fuss.

Qin Jingyi frowned, stood up, and said, "Fellow Daoist Ge, why force me? Sparring should be voluntary; how can you be so aggressive?"

Ge Changzhou is a veteran disciple of Pingsha Island, and his cultivation and experience seem to be much higher than Yu Daoxuan's.

This battle is unlikely to yield any significant advantage.

Ignoring his own injuries, Zhou Ke urgently transmitted his voice: "Junior Brother Yu, don't fall for their provocation. His cultivation is above yours; no one will say anything if you don't fight."

"If he secretly uses ruthless tactics during the battle and damages your foundation, it will delay your cultivation."

He had just fought with Ge Changzhou and knew how formidable the man was.

Yu Daoxuan remained clear-headed and was not angered by the other party's words.

However, the other party repeatedly provoked and pressed forward, clearly intending to humiliate the Qingyuan Sect and take the opportunity to suppress the sect's reputation.

Seeing the murmurs all around him, and with everyone watching, he had no choice but to step forward for the sake of his sect's reputation.

This is also a good opportunity to avenge Zhou Keyi and teach the other party a lesson.

"In that case, please enlighten me, fellow Daoist."

Yu Daoxuan spoke slowly, his tone calm and even.

Upon hearing this, Qin Jingyi and Zhou Keyi were so anxious that they stamped their feet.

But seeing that he agreed in front of everyone, there was nothing more to say.

He could only keep his heart in his throat and secretly pray that Yu Daoxuan would not get hurt because of this.

Upon hearing this, Ge Changzhou on the stage smiled smugly.

He raised his hand, gripped the knife, and pointed the tip diagonally at Yu Daoxuan, signaling him to hurry forward.

Yu Daoxuan lightly touched the ground with his toes and floated to the side of the arena.

"Kid, don't accuse me of bullying the weak. I'll give you three moves first."

"I hope he's not just a pretty face with no substance, and he doesn't disappoint me."

The two stood facing each other, Ge Changzhou's tone arrogant, with a hint of mockery.

Yu Daoxuan was too lazy to engage in verbal sparring with his enemy, so he directly drew his Chongming Sword.

He won't get angry because of a few deliberately sarcastic remarks from the other party.

However, this does not mean he is weak and easily bullied.

If I have the chance, I will make this arrogant fool taste what it's like to be worse than dead.

Seeing that he remained calm and composed, Ge Changzhou was surprised, but quickly suppressed his contempt.

Facing the person before him, he was determined to win, but he dared not slacken his efforts in the slightest.

Since the other party insisted on giving him three moves, Yu Daoxuan didn't hold back and directly unleashed the Fiery Heavenly Gang Sword Technique.

The Chongming Sword instantly blazed with intense red light, its blade wreathed in flames, and with a domineering force capable of burning mountains and boiling seas, it slashed fiercely at the opponent.

Ge Changzhou sensed the power of the sword and his expression changed drastically. He no longer cared about his boast of giving up three moves.

He rapidly formed hand seals, and the thick-backed throwing knife floating in front of his chest suddenly trembled, transforming into a gray rainbow that met Chongming Sword head-on.

"boom!"

The swords clashed, unleashing a deafening roar.

Waves of heat swept in all directions, distorting the air on the arena.

Some late-stage Qi Refining cultivators who were standing close to the audience felt a jolt in their hearts.

Fortunately, the protective array on the arena activated in time, blocking all of this violent force.

In mid-air, the swords and blades were locked in a stalemate for a moment, when the Chongming Sword suddenly trembled and knocked the opponent's flying knife away.

Then, with undiminished momentum, carrying its fierce remaining power, it struck directly at Ge Changzhou's face.

Ge Changzhou's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected to be at a disadvantage after such a single blow.

Seeing the crimson sword light slashing down at him, he hurriedly flipped his hand, and a blue ring appeared out of thin air in front of him, shining brightly, barely blocking the sword energy.

"Bang!"

The sword energy struck the blue ring, producing a dull thud.

Ge Changzhou swayed slightly, barely managing to block the attack, but his expression no longer held any of his previous arrogance.

"We need to be serious."

Ge Changzhou's eyes sharpened, and he concentrated his magic incantation.

The outline of a giant black tiger quickly appeared on his chest and solidified in an instant.

"roar!

'

A giant tiger, ten feet tall, roared to the sky, its sound waves rippling through the air, before charging fiercely towards Yu Daoxuan.

Yu Daoxuan's expression was extremely calm.

He had seen clearly that the true power of this technique was the tiger's roar that affected mental strength when the opponent used it before.

If an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator heard this, they would probably have already lost their composure.

However, his spiritual power was comparable to that of the early Foundation Establishment stage, and he posed no threat whatsoever to a mere tiger's roar.

He made a series of hand seals, and eight fire snakes, each as thick as an arm, instantly condensed in front of him.

With a push of both palms, eight fire snakes, wreathed in raging flames, pounced on the black giant tiger like lightning.

"Mastery of the Fire Serpent Technique!"

The cultivators below the stage were amazed to see Yu Daoxuan condense eight fire snakes in the blink of an eye.

Although the Fire Serpent Technique is a first-tier spell, ordinary Qi Refining cultivators would need to dedicate themselves to its arduous practice for at least one or two thousand years to master it.

It is unexpected that Yu Daoxuan could master this technique at such a young age; his talent in magic is truly astonishing.

With the blessing of the Mysterious Pearl, Yu Daoxuan's cultivation techniques became twice as effective, far surpassing those of ordinary cultivators.

Just as everyone was marveling at the scene, the Fire Serpent and the Black Tiger engaged in a fierce battle in mid-air.

But in just a moment, the black tiger collapsed and dissipated, turning into a shower of light.

After the eight fire snakes fought, two remained, which, under Yu Daoxuan's control, continued to fly rapidly towards the opposite side.

He did not use the superior technique of the Innate Qi Great Capturing Hand.

Firstly, it's unnecessary; secondly, this technique is related to the ancient bronze stele of the Jade True Taoist.

His current cultivation level is too low, so he should try his best not to reveal it.

Ge Changzhou's expression hardened, and he manipulated the blue rings on his chest to fly in an intertwined pattern, transforming them into a bright blue light shield that blocked the fire serpent.

However, Yu Daoxuan would not allow his opponent to resolve his attack so easily.

"It's time to end this."

He spoke softly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

In an instant, the Chongming Sword in front of him suddenly spun around.

Countless crimson lights flashed and condensed in the air into a giant sword pillar more than ten feet long. The fierce sword energy that could burn mountains and boil seas swept out, exuding a terrifying aura.

On the arena, the crimson sword pillar emitted a terrifying aura, causing Ge Changzhou, who was opposite him, to look horrified.

He immediately exerted all his strength, drawing upon the power in his dantian, and aimed at the thick-backed throwing knife in front of his chest.

"boom!

'

The crimson sword pillar fought with the thick-backed throwing knife for a moment before it was shaken apart. The thick-backed throwing knife let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground.

The sword pillar, its power undiminished, swiftly slashed towards Huang Chengye.

Ge Changzhou's forehead was covered in cold sweat, but he never begged for mercy.

This duel was witnessed by many cultivators, and it was no longer just a battle for his personal honor, but also a matter of honor for Ping Sha Island. Even if he died, he would fall standing up.

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting three mouthfuls of blood onto the blue ring in front of him.

The blue ring suddenly expanded, transforming into a giant blue ring over ten feet in size, with dense runes appearing on its walls.

After spitting out three mouthfuls of blood, Ge Changzhou's face turned ashen.

A cultivator's essence blood is extremely precious. Without a high-quality spiritual medicine to replenish blood and qi, it would probably take one or two years to recover from such a depletion.

The crimson sword pillar, imbued with divine might, slashed towards the giant blue ring. With a crisp crack, the ring, its runes shimmering, was cleaved in two by the Chongming Sword and fell to the ground with a thud.

Ge Changzhou was struck hard, grunted and flew backward, crashing heavily into a stone pillar at the edge of the arena.

He struggled to stand up, but felt a sharp sword energy penetrate his lungs, causing him excruciating pain, and he was unable to gather his magic power for a moment.

At that moment, Yu Daoxuan's sword tip was firmly positioned in front of his throat. The spiritual light on the sword slowly faded, but it still carried a terrifying sharpness.

"I wonder if our sect's Blazing Heavenly Gang Sword Technique is not living up to its name?"

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Yu Daoxuan's rhetorical question turned Ge Changzhou's face ashen.

"What a domineering sword strike!"

"I never expected that this fellow Daoist from the Qingyuan Sect would possess such strength at such a young age."

"I don't know if I can withstand this sword strike."

There was a moment of silence from the audience, followed by thunderous cheers.

Some cultivators looked at Yu Daoxuan's back, their eyes no longer showing any contempt, but only undisguised shock.

No one expected that Yu Daoxuan, who was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, would easily defeat Ge Changzhou, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, in just a few moves.

Some quick-witted male and female cultivators have already begun inquiring about his name, marital status, and other information.

Even Zhou Yunxi, who was sitting next to the main seat, turned her beautiful eyes to Yu Daoxuan, while Zhou Keyi and Qin Jingyi were overjoyed.

The surrounding chatter surged like a tide, but Yu Daoxuan paid no heed to it.

He merely glanced at Ge Changzhou, who lay on the ground like a dead dog, before leaping down to Zhou Keyi's side.

Yu Daoxuan did not kill his opponent not out of mercy.

After all, with Zhou Yunya, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, by his side, he wouldn't stand idly by if he wanted to take Ge Changzhou's life.

However, the Fiery Heavenly Gang Sword Qi he cultivated spread into the opponent's internal organs.

Even if it's not fatal, it will require miraculous medicine to save it, and a lot of time will be needed to remove it one by one in the future.

As Ge Changzhou watched Yu Daoxuan's departing figure, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with deathly stillness.

Next, some more cultivators took to the stage to exchange skills.

In cases where the skill gap is significant, the outcome is quickly determined.

Both sides held back, stopping short of making any significant points.

"5

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After the Daoist discussion ended, Zhou Yunya stood up again and spoke loudly.

"The sparring matches among fellow Daoists today have been truly spectacular. Next up is the trade fair. You may take turns to display your items and trade freely. However, each person may display a maximum of three items, and the time limit is one quarter of an hour."

After saying that, he casually pointed to a certain direction, indicating that people would take turns going on stage, starting with that person.

The first person to go on stage was a young cultivator from a minor faction, and the spiritual item he brought out was nothing special.

Yu Daoxuan glanced at it only once and then paid no more attention.

After this person finished the transaction, the cultivators to his left took to the stage one after another.

Some people skipped the event altogether and didn't even go on stage to display their spirit items.

Before long, it was Yu Daoxuan's turn.

He took out several high-grade first-tier talismans from his storage bag and exchanged them for some spirit stones.

After that, other monks came up to trade, but none of them aroused his interest.

It wasn't until a cultivator with a lewd face stepped onto the stage that Yu Daoxuan's gaze suddenly sharpened, and his expression became solemn.

He then took out a gray animal hide and announced loudly, "This animal hide is inscribed with an ancient script, which may contain an ancient divine power or peerless martial arts technique. Anyone interested can exchange it for a top-grade defensive magic weapon."

After speaking, the fat monk held up the gray animal hide and flipped it over to show it to the world.

Yu Daoxuan stared intently and saw that the animal skin was covered with strange characters that looked like tadpoles.

"Hongmeng Seal Script!"

He recognized the ancient script at a glance.

In his ancient texts, Taiyuan Zhenren studied three ancient scripts, one of which was Hongmeng seal script.

And this is precisely the ancient script that Master Taiyuan has mastered the least.

Therefore, Yu Daoxuan only recognized a small part of it.

However, upon closer inspection, he discovered that what was written on the animal skin was not some kind of magic or supernatural power, but rather an interpretation of the Hongmeng script by an ancient scholar.

Thinking of this, he immediately sent a telepathic message to the fat cultivator, proposing to exchange the top-grade defensive magic artifact, the brass mirror, for it.

The brass mirror was obtained after he killed Huang Daoxuan. It could imprison and dissolve the enemy's attacks, making it quite practical. Therefore, he kept it with him for his own use.

Such ancient texts are always treasured by those who appreciate them, while those who don't won't even bother to glance at them.

Moreover, the ancient texts describing unparalleled supernatural powers are widely circulated in the cultivation world, and after being deceived many times, almost no one takes them seriously anymore.

Therefore, there were very few bidders.

Yu Daoxuan thought the matter was settled.

However, not long after, the fat cultivator sent a telepathic message.

He said that another fellow Daoist had also taken a liking to this item and had offered a top-quality defensive magic weapon, hoping that he could raise the price a bit more.

Yu Daoxuan glanced around discreetly and, sure enough, found that someone was bidding.

The man was a fair-skinned young male cultivator, the very one who had bought the bronze cauldron and asked him if he was a scholar of ancient literature.

The other party noticed Yu Daoxuan's gaze and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Given the book's value to him, Yu Daoxuan added two mid-grade spirit stones.

But after a short while, the fat cultivator sent another telepathic message.

He said the other party had raised the price to three mid-grade spirit stones, and asked if he wanted to raise the price further, otherwise the gray animal hide would belong to the other party.

Yu Daoxuan never hesitates to give anything that will be beneficial to his future spiritual practice.

After a moment's thought, he directly added five mid-grade spirit stones.

A moment later, the fair-skinned male cultivator suddenly smiled gently at Yu Daoxuan and transmitted his voice, "I suppose you are a scholar of classical literature, then I will not compete."

Yu Daoxuan nodded in response to express his gratitude.

In the end, he successfully traded a top-grade defensive magic artifact and five mid-grade spirit stones for the gray animal hide.

The Qin siblings and Zhou Keji, who were standing to the side, all looked puzzled, but they knew that everyone had their own secrets, so they didn't ask any further questions.

After obtaining the ancient text on the animal hide, Yu Daoxuan did not relax. Instead, he continued to keep an eye on the spiritual objects displayed by the cultivators on the stage.

Because this ancient inscription on the animal skin is not the opportunity mentioned in the golden stele.

About half an hour later, a dark-faced cultivator who came from a rogue background stepped onto the stage and took out three spiritual items.

Yu Daoxuan stared intently at the rightmost item on the other person's head.

This object was shaped like a pebble, about the size of a goose egg, with a rough and mottled surface, and looked quite unremarkable.

"I obtained this egg-shaped stone from the seabed. It is extremely hard and should be an unknown rare mineral."

"This item can be exchanged for spirit stones or equivalent spirit items. Bidding starts at three hundred spirit stones."

The dark-faced monk said this while introducing the item.

The Yu Daoxuan of today is no longer the person who needed to borrow spirit stones to obtain opportunities.

Three hundred spirit stones were nothing to him.

So he immediately asked for three hundred spirit stones.

When the dark-faced cultivator saw Yu Daoxuan make a bid, a look of awe immediately appeared in his eyes.

He had just witnessed someone defeat a cultivator from Pingsha Island who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining with only the eighth level of Qi Refining.

He looked around and asked if anyone else was bidding higher.

After waiting for a few breaths and seeing no one respond, he announced that the pebble belonged to Yu Daoxuan.

Yu Daoxuan was also surprised by how smoothly things went, and he was overjoyed.

But the next moment, a detached voice suddenly came: "I want this pebble, five hundred spirit stones."

Yu Daoxuan frowned and turned to look.

A male cultivator with phoenix eyes stared intently at the pebble, his eyes gleaming.

Clearly, he recognized the extraordinary nature of this pebble.

"Fellow Daoist, I have already finalized the deal for this item and am about to complete the transaction."

Yu Daoxuan said calmly.

Unexpectedly, the male cultivator with phoenix eyes chuckled, looked at the rogue cultivator on the stage, and said, "This fellow Daoist just said beforehand that the highest bidder would win, but since the other party hasn't accepted your spirit stones yet, this transaction doesn't count. I'll offer five hundred spirit stones, and this stone is mine."

The dark-faced cultivator's face was already dark, but now that he was sandwiched between the two, his face turned even darker.

He was both wary of Yu Daoxuan's strength and status, and dared not offend the male cultivator with phoenix eyes, so he could only look to Yu Daoxuan for help.

At this moment, Qin Jingyi also transmitted his voice to him, introducing the name and origin of the male cultivator with phoenix eyes.

This man's name is Xiao Yang. He was originally an illegitimate son born to a member of the Xiao family in Yuhai.

Because his father was a womanizer and Xiao Yang only had a low-grade spiritual root, he never paid any attention to this illegitimate son.

But who knew that Xiao Yang was a lucky man, who was rumored to have unexpectedly inherited the mantle of a Purple Mansion cultivator, and thus embarked on the path of cultivation.

Upon seeing this, the Xiao family of Yuhai took him back to their clan.

However, due to his status as an illegitimate child, the other party repeatedly clashed with other young members of the Xiao family.

He eventually left the Xiao family of Yuhai and became a rogue cultivator.

Listening to Qin Jingyi's introduction, Yu Daoxuan looked at the rogue cultivator on the platform and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, we have already reached an agreement. Since you have agreed, this pebble is mine."

The dark-faced cultivator gritted his teeth, but ultimately hesitated due to Yu Daoxuan's status and strength. He quickly said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, I apologize. I already agreed to sell this pebble to this fellow Daoist from the Qingyuan Sect. If you want it, why don't you ask him if he's willing to resell it?"

Xiao Yang's face darkened. He looked at Yu Daoxuan and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, this pebble is destined for me. I'll offer eight hundred spirit stones. How about you sell it to me?"

Yu Daoxuan ignored him, stepped forward to hand over the spirit stones, and directly put the pebble into his storage bag.

"One thousand spirit stones!"

Xiao Yang raised the price without hesitation, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

Yu Daoxuan didn't even glance at the other person before leaving.

This pebble holds a hidden opportunity; he would never sell it, not even for ten thousand spirit stones, let alone a thousand.

Xiao Yang watched Yu Daoxuan's departing figure, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes, but he did not chase after him.

This is the trade fair at the Dragon and Phoenix Courtyard. With Zhou Yunya here, making a move would definitely cause trouble.

He could only snort coldly in resentment and turn to leave.

As the party ended and the guests departed, the atmosphere became lively and the banquet concluded.

After bidding farewell to their host, Zhou Yunya, Yu Daoxuan, the Qin siblings, and Zhou Ke left together.

However, on his way back to Tianquan Blessed Land after returning from Cao Can's place, he encountered an unexpected guest.

"This is for your master!"