"Having stirred a sense of guilt, it depends on whether he is willing to stand up on his own."

Qing Yu retracted his Primordial Spirit Projection and murmured to himself.

As for Xuan Shang, he still retained some old affection. After all, Xuan Shang was the first person who chose to help him. As far as he was able, Qing Yu didn't mind repaying Xuan Shang.

"The invitation is prepared. Before discussing Dao with Heavenly Master, I'll draw a prize to see my luck."

Although drawing a prize before a battle is not customary, if there's a prize, it's better to draw it first.

Last time, I intended to perform two advanced draws and a random Character Card draw together, but after the challenge against Mahayana ended, I decided to give the hardworking little warrior Lian Qingchen a bit more challenge, so I didn't continue with the draws.

Then I became obsessed with comprehending and sporadically tackling exams, and set aside the prize draws.

In the end, it's mainly because the prize draws are becoming less helpful for Qing Yu. This leads to the previously sought-after Villain Points and prize draws becoming somewhat dispensable.

"System, perform two advanced draws."

"Advanced draw, processing..." The system stated in its usual mechanical voice.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, on obtaining a Five-Star item: Dragon Essence, and a Five and a half-star item: Heavenly Punishment."

Dragon Essence, Qing Yu was extremely familiar with. It was once a vital exotic treasure for Qing Yu, but now it holds little significance to him.

Compared to Dragon Essence, Qing Yu valued more the other item he drew – Heavenly Divine Weapon: Heavenly Punishment.

Heavenly Punishment originates from the Divine Weapon Mysterious World. It was crafted by Black Mother, the sister of the Western Evil God Rashamon, who skinned and dismembered her nine sons alive to extract their bloodline and refine it.

Their nine sons' tendons and bones formed nine Evil Arrows, possessing tremendous supernatural power, unrivaled by gods or humans. The main power of Heavenly Punishment resides in these nine arrows. Without them, the name Heavenly Punishment does not live up to its reputation.

"Fortunately, I have the secret manual 'Heartless Shooting' that can unleash the power of Heavenly Punishment."

When Qing Yu ascended to Divine Communication, he performed several prize draws. Among them, the Heart Light Decree and Ten-thousand-year-old Ginseng Emperor had served their purposes, except for the 'Heartless Shooting,' which had been shelved.

Now that he has drawn Heavenly Punishment, the two complement each other perfectly.

However, Heavenly Punishment has only nine arrows. How to make the most of them requires careful consideration.

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The next day, a crane soared into the sky from Wanfa Peak, the mount of Xuanfeng, named Bai Yu. He set off to deliver the White Jade Invitation to Heavenly Master Zhang at Dragon Tiger Mountain.

This journey might transform the future landscape of the Daoist Sect, causing a century-unseen upheaval in the Sect.

The great crane Bai Yu flew continuously day and night. With Xuanfeng's infusion of True Qi, it knew no fatigue and reached Dragon Tiger Mountain in three days.

"Cri---"

A crane call pierced through the clouds enveloping Dragon Tiger Mountain, allowing people within to see the gliding white crane.

Subsequently, Xuanfeng gathered his True Qi and loudly proclaimed, "Xuanfeng of Zhenwu Sect, under Sect Leader Qing Yu's orders, has come to deliver an invitation to Heavenly Master Zhang of Dragon Tiger Mountain."

The voice resonated across the vast mountain range, informing even the low-level disciples of who the visitor was and his purpose.

After the initial shock, Dragon Tiger Mountain seemed to explode, everyone stirred with excitement.

Due to Qing Yu, the enmity between Zhenwu Sect and Dragon Tiger Mountain was deeply rooted. Even low-level disciples harbored intense hostility toward Zhenwu Sect. Many drew their swords, ready to strike at Xuanfeng once he descended.

"Silence!"

A roaring voice, like a dragon's call or a tiger's roar, gathered the clouds in the sky, revealing the silhouette of an elder Taoist.

"As disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain, is this how you treat guests?"

The stern reprimand rang in everyone's ears, deafening, giving many overly excited disciples a dizzying sensation.

After admonishing the disciples, the elder Taoist turned to Xuanfeng, only to see him holding a White Jade Book-like object, emitting a faint glow that isolated the elder's voice just now.

Though the elder Taoist was chastising the disciples, his attitude towards Xuanfeng from Zhenwu Sect was far from friendly. The sound wave just now mainly targeted Xuanfeng.

However, protected by the White Jade Invitation, the targeted sound wave was like a breeze, without any harm, only refreshing.

"Daoist Feng Yun of Dragon Tiger Mountain, here to meet this fellow Daoist," the elder Taoist said stiffly with a stern face.

Daoist Feng Yun, brother of Heavenly Master Zhang, a top-notch warrior below the supreme.

Xuanfeng recalled the information about Daoist Feng Yun in his mind, and he felt a tight squeeze in his heart.

Encountering such a formidable adversary as soon as he arrived, the path ahead would undoubtedly be challenging. As a True Pill Realm martial artist entering Dragon Tiger Mountain, it was even more perilous than a sheep entering a tiger's den.

Yet in the next moment, Xuanfeng cast aside all fear within him, filled only with fearless fortitude. If he were to die at Dragon Tiger Mountain, Zhenwu Sect would stand on the moral high ground.

In many senses, the so-called status might not mean much, but at least Zhenwu Sect would have a justified cause. This Daoist, who devoted his life to Zhenwu Sect, would spare no cost for the Sect.

In the past, he thought Qing Yu was harmful to Zhenwu Sect, preferring to assassinate Qing Yu himself. Now he knew retreat was not an option; even if he died, he would die at Dragon Tiger Mountain.

"So it's Senior Feng Yun, this humble Daoist Xuanfeng is here to deliver an invitation to Heavenly Master Zhang," Xuanfeng bowed slightly and said.

"Land, follow the old Taoist," Daoist Feng Yun said coolly.

The white crane gracefully landed, and Xuanfeng dismounted under the sharp gaze of eyes like knives and swords.

Everywhere he looked, from the mountain gate ahead to the distant grand hall, the path was lined with Taoists clad in Feng Yun pattern Daoist robes, staring with cold eyes at Xuanfeng. Many Taoists also had one hand on their swords, as if ready to draw at any moment.

The cold and subtle killing intent brewed in all their eyes. Though everyone concealed their killing intent to preserve Dragon Tiger Mountain's dignity, its massive concentration on one person was more terrifying than overt murderous intent.

It was like a giant primeval beast silently staring at him with open jaws, the icy killing intent always looming inches behind.

Especially the dozen or so True Pill Realm martial artists before the grand hall, their gazes were the most focused on Xuanfeng.

"Let's go," Daoist Feng Yun said indifferently, "with the old Taoist leading you, you need not worry about anyone harming you."

No harm, but they surely wouldn't make things easy either.

The immense grudge between Dragon Tiger Mountain and Qing Yu prompted this great sect to employ such somewhat ungracious tactics just to embarrass Xuanfeng.

'Sect Leader, you've really put me in a tough spot this time.'

With a sigh in his heart, but resolute steps, Xuanfeng followed Daoist Feng Yun, bathing in the encircling killing intent, steadily walking in from the mountain gate.

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