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Where did the sound come from? Could it be that Lu Xuanzhen is hiding right under their noses? What's going on?
The ten elders present tried their best to find out where Lu Xuan was, but they couldn't find any trace of him no matter how hard they tried.
Less than a few seconds had passed, and the hearts of the ten elders present sank lower and lower.
Can't find it, can't find it? Can't find it...
They were the Ten Elders, powerful figures standing at the pinnacle of the world of supernatural beings, yet they couldn't even detect Lu Xuan's presence when he spoke.
Doesn't this mean that if Lu Xuan wanted to, he could silently kill everyone present?
A chill ran through everyone's hearts. Wang Ai opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.
Then I saw the phone on the table suddenly light up.
The ten elders present: "..."
So the Celestial Master was on the phone with Lu Xuan?
It gave us quite a fright!
Wang Ai and Lü Ci secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the other ten elders also relaxed. They had thought that Lu Xuan could really hide right under their noses!
However, considering that Lu Xuan is still a young junior, he should at least know how to respect the elderly and care for the young.
As one of the Ten Elders and the head of the Wang family, he was a top figure in the entire world of supernatural beings, especially since Wudang was now in decline...
In his mind, Lu Xuan, this junior, should at least give him some face.
He immediately said, "Lu Xuan! You are young and from Wudang, so you can't inherit the position of Celestial Master. You Wudang would definitely not be interested in such strange and ingenious skills as the Tongtian Talisman."
"How about we just not participate? Okay?"
Wang Ai's half-threatening, half-soft words made several of the Ten Elders who were watching the show roll their eyes.
Lu Ci, who knew Wang Ai very well, almost couldn't help but laugh. Wang Ai's skin was getting thicker and thicker.
Strange and ingenious tricks? Have you forgotten how your royal family learned the art of summoning spirits and commanding generals?
However, since Wang Ai had asked, Lü Ci cleared his throat and prepared to lend a hand.
He was confident that as long as he spoke up, the matter would definitely be settled.
Although it seems that only he and Wang Ai are the bad guys now, if the other ten elders didn't want to remove an obstacle, why would they be here?
Didn't you see that even the Old Master is playing on his phone and not saying anything now?
Ahem! Lu Ci cleared his throat, and just as everyone's eyes were fixed on him and he was about to speak, he suddenly froze.
Lü Ci: "(⊙_☉)·°"
Is the old master playing on his phone? Whose phone is that on the table?
Lu Ci suddenly froze, and everyone present looked puzzled. Then, following their gazes, they all saw the cell phone that had appeared out of nowhere.
But they discovered that the phone was not in a call.
A chill ran through everyone's hearts once again.
In broad daylight, on Longhu Mountain, is it haunted?
Under everyone's gaze, the phone seemed to be picked up and float in the air.
Then the phone screen went out and disappeared into thin air.
"Sorry, I brought my phone with me!"
Lu Xuan's voice rang out again, seemingly very close, right in front of everyone, in the empty seat next to the Old Celestial Master.
However, no matter how they looked, they couldn't see Lu Xuan, nor could they sense any aura from him.
And then... Holy crap!
Everyone's gazes froze, staring blankly at the scene before them.
The teacup on the table suddenly floated up as if held in someone's hand, and then, under everyone's stunned gaze, it slightly turned and the tea inside was drunk in one gulp.
"Thank you, Master. The tea is quite good."
Lu Xuan's voice was calm, yet it struck Wang Ai's chest like a heavy hammer.
"As for Patriarch Wang's idea, I think... it's not good!"
Lu Xuan's voice was flat and seemingly devoid of emotion, but everyone present was shrewd and could hear the disdain in his voice.
But none of the ten elders present could utter a word at this moment; they could only stare blankly at this scene that was beyond their comprehension.
They are all top-tier beings in the world of supernatural beings, excelling in cultivation, intellect, and cognition.
This scene might seem like just a magic trick to ordinary people, or even to those with unusual abilities, but those with extensive knowledge could see the terrifying aspect within it.
I could not sense any aura or presence, not even the slightest fluctuation of Qi.
This is... the true manifestation of the spirit?
At this moment, they had already vaguely guessed the general idea. Everyone knew the story of Master Ziyang's divine journey to pluck flowers, and no one dared to interrupt at this time.
The entire pavilion was eerily quiet; the only sounds were the deep, steady breathing of the people and the gentle breeze.
Lu Xuan only said two sentences, but they seemed more terrifying than any arrogant or vicious words.
Only the weak use long speeches and roars to proclaim their existence; the strong need no words, their mere presence is enough to suppress the thoughts churning in everyone's hearts.
Wang Ai was sweating profusely and looked to Lü Ci for help, only to find that Lü Ci completely ignored her.
Lu Ci looked down at his feet. Hmm! It looked like two ants were fighting on the ground.
Ants, you idiot!
Wang Ai's face darkened, and his hands behind his back frantically made hand gestures as if forming hand seals, but all the Ten Elders present were shrewd and none of them paid him any attention.
The ten elders also looked down at their feet.
Wow! There really are two ants fighting, a male and a female.
Feng Zhenghao's eyes were filled with excitement. He was the first to guess, since according to the information, Lu Xuan was still in Tianjin and it was impossible for him to be here.
But just now, he used his special method of controlling spirits to its fullest extent, yet he couldn't see any trace of Lu Xuan.
This can only mean that there is no trace of "yin energy" left in Lu Xuan's yang spirit.
Refining Emptiness and Uniting with the Dao? Achieving the Golden Elixir? A True Manifestation of the Yang Spirit? A Terrestrial Immortal?
At this moment! Countless thoughts surged in Feng Zhenghao's mind, and the idea that had been extinguished because Lu Xuan was a Quanzhen cultivator and could not marry resurfaced.
Never mind! Call all my daughters back and give it a try. We have to take down Lu Xuan. If necessary, I'll send Xing Tong along too!
Feng Zhenghao's eyes were burning with fervor; he couldn't wait to bring his children and knock on Lu Xuan's door right now.
Seeing that none of the Ten Elders offered him a way out, Wang Ai's expression grew increasingly grim.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the old master was still playing on his phone, and even the usually upright and incorruptible Lu Jin...
Yes! Lu Jin! A glint flashed in Wang Ai's eyes. At this time, she still needed to rely on this "flawless person" for help.
Wang Ai looked at Lu Jin expectantly... "Why are you counting ants too?"
Lu Jin, Brother Lu, how could you fall so low? What happened to your promise to uphold righteousness and live a life without fault?
You can't side with Lu Xuan just because he enjoyed killing Quanxing, while my Wang family has a complicated relationship with Quanxing.
Wang Ai's expression grew increasingly gloomy. As time ticked by, the atmosphere became more and more tense, and his expression turned extremely somber.
Finally, Wang Ai raised her head, her expression instantly becoming kind and gentle.
Face? Status? When things get to a certain point, you can throw them all away. Since no one's offering you a way out, you'll kneel down!
Wang Ai bent over, a forced smile on her face.
"I was wrong. No one is more qualified to participate in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony than Master Lu!"
[A Fall from Grace's Diary.]
[A reader asked how I managed to write such a poorly received story. I turned off the negative comments in the comment section for similar works and answered with a resolute expression, "It's just a few trials and tribulations."]
Chapter 48: Never underestimate the poorness of a young person, never underestimate the poorness of a middle-aged person, never underestimate the poorness of an old person...
That year I was ninety-eight, standing there like a lackey!
On the day I, a lonely and helpless old man, stood oppressed under the pavilion on Longhu Mountain, not a single friend was willing to help me!
Wang Ai silently vowed in her heart: Never underestimate the poor in the young, never underestimate the poor in the middle-aged, never underestimate the poor in the old...
The Ten Old Men Watching Ants: ...
Don't get involved, even though we have a collaboration...right? We'll have to see what the situation is like now!
The old Celestial Master was still sitting nearby! Lu Jin was also watching, along with Lu Xuan, who seemed to be a Yang God on a journey.
Those who know the truth will think that the Ten Elders went to Longhu Mountain for their own benefit, but those who don't will think that the Celestial Master has set up a trap for them today and is going to smash a cup as a signal!
Voiceover: [Ten Elders: Oh my god, I just realized Lu Xuan hasn't even put his teacup down yet?]
Putting aside the fact that each of the Ten Elders has their own considerations, if we brothers really stick with you today and stage a "Ten Elders Coercing Longhu Mountain" scene, do you think we'll be able to get down the mountain today?
Since you've been outmaneuvered, just find a way to back down gracefully. Are you really going to wait until you smash the teacup?
Wang Ai naturally understood this principle as well. She looked up with a warm and gentle expression, like a kind and amiable old man.
"As expected of a true master of Wudang, he truly possesses the demeanor of the legendary Master Zhang Sanfeng. Such elegance is absolutely unparalleled."
"Who on earth dares to have a problem with Master Lu? I'm the first to object."
"I'm putting my words here: no matter who is not qualified to participate, Master Lu is definitely qualified."
Having already lost face this time, Wang Ai decided to let it go, tearing off her left cheek and sticking it to her right, then proceeded to shower Lu Xuan with compliments.
Finally, the atmosphere in the pavilion returned to normal after Wang Ai decisively admitted defeat, and the Ten Elders stopped looking at the ants that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere on the ground.
Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, a wisp of pure energy condensed out of thin air and took the shape of a human.
Her skin was as smooth as ice and her bones as pure as jade, serene and ethereal, as if sculpted by innate energy, indistinguishable from a true human being.
If it weren't for the fact that Lu Xuan's body was too perfect, so perfect that it seemed inhuman, no one would think that Lu Xuan was a Yang God, but would only think that he was the real person who had come here.
The Golden Elixir Path cultivates both nature and life. When gathered, it takes form; when dispersed, it becomes energy. Wherever it passes, its true form manifests—this is called the Yang Spirit.