Martial Boss Chapter 956

“Having inspired the guilt, the rest depends on his own willingness to get up.”

Qing Yu retracted his Yuan Shen projection and muttered to himself.

For Xuan Goblet, he still had some regard for old feelings. After all, Xuan Goblet was the first person who chose to help himself. Under the circumstances where he could, Qing Yu did not mind returning the favour to Xuan Goblet.

“The invitation to pay respects is arranged, so before you discuss the dao with the Heavenly Master, draw a prize to see your fortune.”

It was not customary to draw a prize first for every great battle, but if there was going to be a prize, it was better to do it first.

Last time, I had intended to draw the two premium draws and the random character card together, but I did not continue because I wanted to put some burden on the hard-working little warrior Practicing Qingduan after the challenge with the Mahabharata was over.

After that, I was so engrossed in enlightenment and taking exams from time to time that I left the lottery behind.

In the end, it was mainly because the lottery was becoming less and less helpful to Qing Yu, which led to the villain points and lotteries that used to be begged for and now felt a bit dispensable.

“System, two advanced draws, draw.”

“Advanced lottery, drawing in progress,” the system said in its usual mechanical voice.

“Ding, congratulations to the host, you have obtained the five-star item Dragon Yuan and the five-and-a-half-star item Heaven Punishment.”

The Dragon Yuan, which Qing Yu was extremely familiar with, had once been an exotic treasure that Qing Yu desperately needed, but now, it was no longer very effective for Qing Yu.

Than the Dragon Yuan, Qing Yu was more interested in the other item he had extracted, the Heavenly Exorcism of the Divine Armament.

The Heavenly Exorcism is from the world of divine weapons and mysteries. It was made by the Black Mother, the sister of the Western Evil God Rakshasa, who skinned her nine sons alive and extracted their bloodlines.

The sinews and bones of her nine sons were forged into nine evil arrows, which are so powerful that they are invincible to gods and men. Without these nine arrows, the name of the Heavenly Execution would not live up to its name.

“It is just as well that I have the secret book Heartless Shot at hand, which can bring into play the power of the Heavenly Execution.”

When Qing Yu had made several draws after he had advanced to the level of a Tong Shen, his central light decree and ten-thousand-year ginseng emperor had all come into play, except for that book, Heartless Shot, which had been tucked away.

Now that I have drawn the Heavenly Exorcism, the two are a perfect match.

However, there are only nine arrows in the Heavenly Exorcism, so one has to be careful how to use them.

The next day, a crane rode up in the clouds on Wanfa Peak, and it was Xuanfeng’s mount, Baiyu. He set off, heading for Mount Longhu to deliver an invitation to Heavenly Master Zhang.

This trip might change the future of the Daoist sect and bring about a great change that has not been seen in a century.

The great crane White Jade flew all the way, day and night, and with Xuanfeng’s true qi infusion, it was tireless, and within three days, it arrived before Mount Longhu.

“Niko.”

A crane sounded, piercing through the clouds and fog that enveloped Mount Longhu, allowing the people in Mount Longhu to see the white crane that came gliding by.

Xuanfeng then exerted his true qi and let out a loud shout, “Xuanfeng of the True Martial Sect, at the order of Sect Leader Qing Yu, has come to deliver an invitation to Heavenly Master Zhang of Mount Longhu.”

The voice resonated over the vast mountain range, and even those disciples of low power knew who was coming and why.

After an initial moment of consternation, it was as if a pot had exploded on Mount Longhu, and the crowd was in an uproar.

Even the lower ranking disciples were extremely hostile towards the True Martial Sect, as they had a grudge against each other due to Qing Yu. Many of them drew their swords, just waiting for Xuan Feng to give him a sword when he landed.

“Silence!”

A whistling cry, like the roar of a dragon and a tiger, and the wind and clouds converged in the sky, revealing the figure of an old Taoist.

“Is this how you treat your guests as members of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Sect?”

A biting rebuke rang in everyone’s ears, deafening and causing a sense of dizziness in many of the over-emotional disciples.

After the old Taoist had finished scolding his disciples, he looked at Xuan Feng again, but saw that he had a white jade book-like object in his hand, emitting a faint glow that isolated the old Taoist’s sonorous whistle just now.

Although the old Daoist was scolding his disciples earlier, he did not look kindly on Xuanfeng, who came from the True Martial Sect, and his sound wave was mainly directed at him.

However, under the shelter of the white jade invitation, the sound waves deliberately targeted were like a fresh breeze that did not leave any harm, but was only refreshing.

“Daoist Feng Yun of Mount Longhu, I have met this fellow Daoist.” This old Daoist said with a stern face, raw and hard.

Daoist Feng Yun, brother of Zhang Tian Shi’s sibling, the top powerhouse below the supreme power.

Information about Daoist Feng Yun flashed through Xuan Feng’s mind, and his heart was very much pinched.

He had only just arrived at Mount Longhu and had already encountered the targeting of such a strong man, the road ahead would certainly not be easy. For a True Dan realm like him to enter the Dragon Tiger Mountain was even more dangerous than a sheep entering a tiger’s mouth.

But in the next moment, Xuan Feng left all the timidity in his heart behind, and only had a fearless heart. If he died at Mount Longhu, the True Martial Arts Sect would be standing on the moral high ground.

Perhaps in many senses, the so-called fame was of little use, but at least the True Martial Sect would have a name to live up to. This Daoist, who has been devoted to the True Martial Sect all his life, will stop at nothing as long as he does it for the sake of the sect.

When he first felt that Qing Yu was harmful to the True Martial Sect, he would rather personally kill Qing Yu. Now he knew that he could not retreat, then even if he had to die, he would have to die at Mount Longhu.

“So it is Senior Feng Yun, poor Dao Xuan Feng, come to deliver an invitation to Heavenly Master Zhang.” Xuanfeng said with an obeisance.

“Fall to the ground and follow the old Taoist.” Daoist Feng Yun said coldly.

The white crane landed flutteringly, and Xuan Feng dismounted from its back under the stare of eyes like knives and swords.

As far as the eye could see, from the mountain gate in front of him to the great hall in the distance, there were Daoist priests wearing the Daoist robe with the wind and cloud pattern, staring at Xuanfeng with a cold gaze, and many of them even had their swords in one hand, as if they were ready to unsheathe their swords.

A cold and subtle killing intent was brewing in everyone’s eyes. Although everyone had hidden their killing intent for the sake of the dignity of Mount Longhu, such a large amount of hidden killing intent concentrated on one person at the same time was even more frightening than a blatant killing machine.

It was as if a giant beast was staring at him in the dark with its mouth wide open, a cold murderous intent haunting him from a stone’s throw behind.

Especially the dozen True Dan Realm martial artists before the Great Hall, whose gazes were the greatest target for Xuan Feng.

“Let’s go,” Daoist Feng Yun said indifferently, “With the old Dao guiding you, you need not worry that someone will turn against you.”

Yes, they wouldn’t be against him, but they definitely wouldn’t make it easy for him either.

The great feud between Mount Longhu and Qing Yu made this great sect of the world to embarra*s Xuanfeng even with this somewhat unseemly method.

”O Sect Leader, you’ve made me suffer this time.”

Sighing in his heart, but with unwavering footsteps, Xuan Feng followed Daoist Feng Yun, bathed in the murderous machines that surrounded him, as he walked in step by step through the mountain gate.