Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 302 - 239 It is important to become famous early_2

Chapter 302: Chapter 239 It is important to become famous early_2

“Fellow Daoists, I, Lu Zhiwei, am going to stay at Tingtao Pavilion for a while, so I will take my leave first!”

The speaker was Lu Zhiwei, born of the Purple Sun Sect.

His meaning was straightforward: the pavilion at Tingtao Pavilion was already taken, and those who dared to contest it would have to fight him first.

No sooner had Lu Zhiwei flown away than people began to openly claim their territories.

“Jing Zhongzhi of the Jing family from the Desolate Domain wishes to visit the Sky Wind Tower. Those who’d like to join me are welcome.”

“Before coming, Mr. Wu heard from the ancestor that the scenery at Phoenix Lake Pavilion is quite splendid. I am off there!” With these words, a sudden wind swept up a graceful youth toward Perch Phoenix Lake.

“Saint Du once said: One should ascend the peak to see all the mountains as small below. I, Kong Lang, am heading to Absolute Peak Pavilion to honor the relics of our forebears. Farewell!”

As Kong Lang finished speaking, a Qingyun cloud rose suddenly under his feet, carrying him toward a towering, precipitous peak to the southeast.

Soon, people gradually left the area.

At this moment, there were few who hadn’t moved from the field, including Zhao Sheng and Li Feixuan.

Among the remaining eight or nine people, the most eye-catching was a young “Beauty” whose face seemed powdered and skin appeared as smooth as gelatin, so beautiful that one couldn’t distinguish their gender.

Zhao Sheng glanced over at this person and quickly turned his gaze elsewhere.

It was better to see less of the disciples from the Joy Palace, or else straight paths might bend.

Seeing Li Feixuan hesitated, Zhao Sheng simply walked up to him, clasped his fist, and smiling, said, “I am Zhao Qingyang. May I ask for your distinguished name, sir?”

“I am Li Feixuan. I’ve seen Taoist Zhao. May I know what business Taoist Zhao has with me?”

Seeing the guarded expression on Li Feixuan’s face, Zhao Sheng was moved and couldn’t help but smile faintly, calmly saying, “Nothing much, just that Zhao likes making friends, especially interesting ones.”

“What do you mean by that?” Li Feixuan, assuming the worst, started to see Zhao Sheng as someone with ill-intentions.

“Mr. Li, there’s no need to be nervous. I genuinely have no ill intentions; I’m truly here just to make friends. If you dislike it, I will leave!”

“Thanks, but no thanks!”

Zhao Sheng paused, gave a forced smile, was about to turn away but then heard a sultry voice from behind: “What a strong body you have! My name is Hua Lianqiao. Nice to meet you, Brother Zhao.”

Zhao Sheng suddenly shivered, feeling a pair of greedy eyes staring at his backside.

“Farewell!”

Zhao Sheng, not daring to look back, flicked his sleeves to release a beam of golden light. He wrapped himself in the light and sped away.

“Wait! Dear…”

Hua Lianqiao quickly released a strip of golden-red silk about a foot wide, which snatched at his form, chasing after Zhao Sheng.

…

Zhao Sheng dodged three times and hid twice, running around the forest, and threw out three Illusion Flowing Light Talismans before narrowly shaking off Hua Lianqiao’s pursuit.

One could hardly be as unlucky from the start.

On the outside, Zhao Sheng looked nothing like the word ‘strong’ from any perspective.

But when it really came to vitality and physical strength, Zhao Sheng was confident he was stronger than any competitor.

His skinny frame had somehow not escaped Hua Lianqiao’s sensing.

Poeple of the Joy Palace always favored robust men.

Talk about rotten luck!

…

As the sun reached its zenith, above Ling Jue Peak, in front of Absolute Peak Pavilion,

Zhao Sheng landed in the open space before the pavilion, dispersed the light from the war halberd, and looking at the two-story, simple yet elegant Absolute Peak Pavilion, he suddenly shouted, “Xinglong Zhao Qingyang! I’ve heard that the scenery of the Thousand Mountains Cloud Sea here is unparalleled in Central Continent. Zhao would like to stay here to enjoy the mountains and clouds. I would like to ask the people inside to please make way and relinquish the Absolute Peak Pavilion.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Kong Lang responded in a cold voice, “This place has already been taken by me, Kong Lang. If you know what’s best for you, please leave as soon as possible, or don’t blame me for being rude.”

“Is the person inside Taoist Kong Lang from Lingyun Academy?”

“It is indeed I, Kong Lang. Didn’t you hear earlier?”

As they spoke, the doors to Absolute Peak Pavilion opened, and Kong Lang stepped out, striding like a shooting star.

Upon seeing Zhao Sheng, his brows immediately furrowed, showing a hint of disgust unconsciously.

Don’t blame him for that; after all, it was because Zhao Sheng looked too lowly.

Zhao Sheng wore a smile, very politely saying, “Mr. Kong, please forgive me! I too wish to stay at the Absolute Peak Pavilion. How about you let me stay for a few days first, and then I will give it back to you when I have had enough.”

“Impudent! If you hesitate not to leave any longer, I might have to personally teach you how to write the words ‘courtesy and yielding’!” Kong Lang, hearing this, was furious, raising one hand that suddenly brandished a black and white Spring and Autumn Brush.

“Oh, I’m not well-read, honestly, I don’t know how many ways there are to write ‘courtesy and yielding’? Perhaps Brother Kong could enlighten me?”

As Zhao Sheng spoke, he rolled up his sleeves.

After finishing, he unhooked a hand-palm-sized, red and gold halberd from his waist.

With a slight flick, the small Heavenly Square Halberd swelled to a length of more than 1.2 meters; the shaft was blood red and as thick as a duck egg, with a tri-pointed dual-bladed head that shimmered with a chilling golden light, clearly a renowned weapon—the Heavenly Square Halberd.

Zhao Sheng, holding the halberd in one hand, blade pointing directly at Kong Lang, roared with a momentum as fierce as a rainbow, wildly and unrestrainedly shouting, “Absolute Peak Pavilion, I’m staying for sure! And I mean it, even the Confucian Saint can’t change that!”

They say to make your name known early, and to strike the leading bird when hunting.

Zhao Sheng knew he was not as handsome as others, but to make a name for himself, he aimed to play to his strengths and win people over with virtue.

Therefore, the first three to stand out among the crowd became his targets.

Kong Lang was undoubtedly the best candidate, with a family background and reputation second to none.

Additionally, he had truly taken a liking to the Absolute Peak Pavilion.

Hadn’t the Confucian Saint Du also said, “He who surpasses the peak can see all other mountains as small”?

The meaning behind Absolute Peak Pavilion was excellent, and for Zhao Sheng, who aspired to ascend, it was the best place to reside.

“Kong said, ‘A gentleman—'”

Kong Lang intoned continuously, swinging the Spring and Autumn Brush in his hand, from which a chain of black and white runes instantly flew out, turning into streaks of ink-colored sword light slicing toward the vital areas of Zhao Sheng’s chest and abdomen.

Zhao Sheng smiled wryly, his pupils suddenly shrinking; the entire world seemed to slow down by more than tenfold around him.

His figure flickered, vanishing into nothing,

The next instant, Zhao Sheng’s figure appeared right beside Kong Lang, the Heavenly Square Halberd like a poison dragon, thrusting directly at the latter’s right hand holding the brush, with lightning-fast speed.

Crack!

Kong Lang’s face changed dramatically, the Spring and Autumn Brush shifting from vertical to horizontal, just in time to block the tip of the halberd with the cap of the brush.

“The firmness of my heart shall not be penetrated!”

In a flash of thought, a Jade Token at Kong Lang’s waist shattered, and a golden light wall instantly rose around him.

Zhao Sheng, with one hand on the war halberd, turned into a streak of light, violently whipping around Kong Lang.

He used only half his strength, aiming merely to gauge the capability of a fellow “Little Taoist” of the same rank.

Unfortunately for him, he encountered a practitioner of the Ancient Confucian Dao.

After all, the Ancient Confucians are famously known for “A gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists.”

Kong Lang might have had a chance against a law cultivator, but facing the barbaric ancient battle body with immense strength and speed akin to instantaneous movement, Kong Lang, who followed the Ancient Confucian path, was completely outmatched and treated like a punching bag.

In the midst of this, Kong Lang, both shocked and anxious, continuously unleashed several treasure talismans, but… all were evaded by Zhao Sheng with his abnormal reflexive speed.

Not until he deployed his trump card, a Divine Ability Talisman of ‘Imprisonment Drawing,’ did he manage to temporarily trap Zhao Sheng.

However, when Kong Lang attempted to counterattack, he was frightened by Zhao Sheng’s ferocity!

“Twenty times, let it open for me!”

Within a five-meter radius black and white prison, Zhao Sheng suddenly let out a thunderous shout; a purple flame instantly rose from his body. Purple Sun Spirit Fire spread from his right hand all the way to the Heavenly Square Halberd, burning fiercely along the blade, creating a flame halberd ten times bigger.

Zhao Sheng’s face strained, veins wriggling like living worms, his right arm suddenly swelling several times over, becoming massive like a water bucket.

In the slowed twentyfold time flow, Zhao Sheng’s blood boiled, his entire body’s strength thunderously surged into his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, the Heavenly Square Halberd continuously slashed out like a storm.

In an instant, a hundred halberds, each strike as heavy as a mountain!

Infinite strength erupted like a volcano, the heavy halberd light gathered in one place, forming a giant three-meter long flaming light halberd that instantly solidified immensely.

Boom!

The flaming light halberd merged with the war halberd, heavily chopping onto a prison wall, suddenly erupting a blinding Bright Sun from the slash.

In an instant, the peak of Ling Jue Peak was engulfed by a Bright Sun!

“You lost!”

Under the Bright Sun, the blade of the Heavenly Square Halberd gently rested next to someone’s neck, and a cold voice followed from the ashen-faced Kong Lang’s ear.

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