allonlinenovel Chapter 131 Party
Chapter 131 Party
Qingsongzi walked onto the stage under the watchful eyes of the crowd. He slowly walked past each person and patted their shoulders.
No matter how arduous the journey was, no matter how difficult and dangerous it was, we finally reached the last step.
The voice was like a loud bell, and the final list of people going to the Golden Platform trial was announced on the spot.
Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty, Lu Zhaozhao;
Wenyuan Academy, Master Bai Yuan;
Tianyin Gate, Yaotong;
Sword tomb, Reed sorrow;
And the wandering cultivator, Sangpan.
The applause was thunderous and lasted for a long time, and was bathed in various gazes, some envious, some jealous, but in the end it was achieved.
Lu Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as he relaxed, he felt his hands become a little weak.
This time, she overexerted herself to the point of feeling more tired than ever before, but at this moment, her mind was clearer than ever before.
Looking from afar, the Golden Terrace hangs on the top of a high mountain, with thousands of steps leading to the road to heaven!
The schedule is for the day after tomorrow. The five successful disciples will be led by Qingsongzi, the head of Wenyuan Academy, to the Golden Stage to take the test. The only one who is chosen will be able to ascend to the Heavenly Steps and reach the holy place in the hearts of all cultivators.
"Great, it's finally over."
Yao Tong sighed from the bottom of her heart. She had exhausted all her energy on this trip. If Lu Zhaozhao hadn't supported her, she would have fallen on the stage.
Lu Zhaozhao supported herself with her arms, and her eyes swept around the audience. She saw Ying Che with tears in his eyes and Nian Zhi who could not hide his worry, but she did not see Yun Xian.
It was strange. In such an occasion, even if he disliked her as his disciple, he should still attend the banquet.
Just as she was wondering, Yaotong patted her hand gently.
"There's a gathering tonight, taking advantage of the Golden Palace Banquet. Disciples from all the sects are here. Everyone wants to get together and make friends. You must come."
Party? Make friends?
Listening to these words, Lu Zhaozhao suddenly recalled the student club fraternity during his college years.
A group of young people full of vigor and vitality may be opponents on the court, but off the court, they can also be close friends who understand and respect each other.
"Okay, I will definitely participate." Lu Zhaozhao replied. She really liked this feeling.
Yao Tong was extremely happy, her tone even lightening. "I'll come find you in the evening, and we'll go together. I heard the meeting place is in the Yayuan of Wenyuan Academy, which is the most peaceful and elegant place."
"Okay." Lu Zhaozhao agreed readily and listened to Yaotong continuing the topic.
After all, they are just the younger generation in the world of cultivation, and young people should always be thriving and full of vigor.
As dusk fell, under the guidance of Yaotong, Lu Zhaozhao carried a candlestick through the secluded path and arrived at a courtyard with elegant scenery.
Quite a few people had already arrived, all dressed in various sect attire, but gathered together, chattering about topics of mutual interest.
The appearance of the two female cultivators caused a brief sensation.
A young hero and a beautiful woman will attract attention wherever they appear, let alone two beauties who are ranked among the top five among the younger generation.
The world of cultivation respects strength. No matter whether one is beautiful or ugly, as long as one can convince others with strength, he or she will be respected.
Although Lu Zhaozhao and Yaotong initially faced skepticism due to their stereotypical appearances, they captivated the audience with each match. This was especially true in the final match, where Yaotong's initial support and subsequent independent performance, coupled with Lu Zhaozhao's consistent, violent aesthetic, were truly admirable.
Someone gave up the middle seat, and Yaotong pulled Lu Zhaozhao to sit over.
As soon as I sat down, someone asked a question out of curiosity.
"Friend Lu, I don't see you're a big guy, how come you have so much strength?"
It was Zhou Xuegu who asked. Ever since he woke up after being dragged off the stage after the final trial, the question had been lingering in his mind. The Dragon Bone Cave's physical skills were undoubtedly exceptional; he had never doubted their strength. But the feeling they'd had during their clash couldn't be deceiving; Lu Zhaozhao possessed the same strength as him.
"It's not that I'm strong, but I accidentally practiced a kind of body-refining technique that forged my bone marrow, blood, and flesh. That's why I have the ability to fight Fellow Daoist Zhou head-on."
"Ah, I see! So you relied on the strength of your hands to fight me. This, this..." He hesitated for a long time, thinking about which word to use, but his mind couldn't think of it for a while. His face flushed red before he finally said, "This is too cool."
"Pfft."
Many people around laughed out loud, and those who didn't laugh covered their mouths with their hands or something else.
"What are you laughing at? I'm just so handsome. My body is forged from dragon bones, dragon bones! Her strength is almost the same as mine. Isn't that shocking?"
Zhou Xuegu's face turned red and he scratched his head with his hands, feeling a little embarrassed.
"It is indeed shocking, what a chance for a friendly relationship between Lu Dao and others."
Master Bai Yuan started a conversation, and everyone chimed in. Lu Zhaozhao simply responded one by one.
There was no end to the topics on the field. Although everyone had fought each other, they could still drink and chat happily after the field.
When he was having a great time, Yao Tong glanced to the side, stood up immediately, and said to a figure who had unexpectedly arrived outside the courtyard and was about to leave: "Fellow Daoist Liao, don't go!"
Reed sorrow.
The name brought a moment of silence to the scene.
If it were just the identity of the owner of the weapon, it would only make people feel awe, but they had seen Liao Chou's face in his last battle.
The air was filled with blood, and his face and eyes were red, which was really scary to look at. In addition, his desperate and crazy fighting style was really frightening.
Yaotong and he were talking about something. Lu Zhaozhao only saw Yaotong's mouth opening and closing, but Liaochou's feet did not move at all.
After saying something to the people around her, she stood up and walked out.
"Fellow Daoist Liaochou, this is a gathering of participating contestants. Everyone is very friendly, so don't worry."
The first voice I heard was Yaotong's.
"Thank you, but that's not necessary."
Liao Chou’s reply was brief and his rejection was straightforward.
"Your physical condition is not suitable for being alone. You should spend more time with others to calm your obsession."
Yaotong tried hard to persuade him.
"No need."
Liao Chou's answer this time was even shorter.
"Since you really don't want to, I won't force you. But seriously, your body is really reaching its critical point. You should be able to feel it yourself. It's getting easier and easier to lose control, and the time it takes for you to lose control is getting longer and longer."
Yao Tong straightened his expression and said.
This time Liao Chou did not answer, and nodded after a long time.
"Can I take your pulse?" Yao Tong asked softly.
When Lu Zhaozhao saw the change in Liao Chou's expression, she seemed to be moved for a moment, but it disappeared in a flash, and then she immediately refused.
"I won't hurt you, really..." Yao Tong was still persuading, but unfortunately, the person opposite was unmoved.
Lu Zhaozhao sighed, thinking that there was probably no one in the entire cultivation world who could make Yao Tong act like this. After all, there were many people behind her who were willing to line up for her to take their pulse, and some even pretended to be sick when they were not.
"Friend Liao, aren't you going in?"
Lu Zhaozhao walked up to him and asked.
Liao Chou shook his head. With one more person present, the feeling of discomfort increased. He wanted to leave at this moment, and he did so.
"Wait!" Yao Tong grabbed his sleeve, "You can't leave. Your health problem is really serious. If no intervention is done, you will go crazy!"
Yaotong's expression was serious and he would not tolerate any refusal.
"it does not matter……"
"How can it not matter!" Before Liao Chou could finish her words, she was interrupted by Yao Tong in a harsh voice. She hated to see people despising life the most.
"Everything is created by nature, and each life has its own destiny. Every life is given by heaven, fragile and precious, so we must not belittle ourselves."
With a face like Guanyin and a heart like Bodhi, Yaotong has always been the most open-minded disciple among the younger generation.
Lu Zhaozhao's eyes showed emotion, and so did Liao Chou.
In the end, Liao Chou was the first to give in and agreed to Yao Tong's treatment.
After taking the pulse for a while, Yaotong's brows became more and more furrowed.
She immediately pulled Liaochou over, with a serious expression, and said to Lu Zhaozhao, "I have to go first. Please help me cooperate with everyone," and then she pulled Liaochou out.
Under the moonlight, her face was even paler than that of the patient Liao Chou.
Lu Zhaozhao also knew what she had found out. Judging from her appearance, it seemed that the situation had become very serious.
He sighed and agreed.
After going back to explain, she left.
The bright moonlight shines on the quiet path, making it quiet and lonely.
At the end of the road, there stood a man.
Lu Zhaozhao walked to the end, stopped there, and stood there for a long time.
"Should I call you Fellow Daoist Sang or Cheng Sang Jie?"
she asked.
"I thought you would ask me about the illusion first."
This was frankly acknowledging Sang Jie's identity. Lu Zhaozhao chuckled, "Would you tell me if I asked you?"
With a scrutinizing look in his eyes, Cheng Sangjie straightened his expression and said, "Yes."