Dao Debate, Like This

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Grain Rain arrives in the blink of an eye, and the Immortal Palace Dao Debate Conference officially begins.

When Qin Yi arrived at the mountain peak that had been designated as a special forum for philosophical discussions, he truly understood why this conference was often described as "yellow" (meaning overshadowed by negative connotations).

A huge mountain peak was set up with several different competition areas, which were divided up for disciples of different cultivation levels to compete. However, the Soaring Cloud Realm competition area was empty, and the Heart of the Harp Realm was also sparsely populated. Only the Fengchu Realm competition was a bit lively.

It's not as exciting as a regular school's sports meet...

This resulted in all the big shots who were supposed to go to observe the Soaring Cloud Realm competition area ending up having to come to the Qinxin area instead.

Five powerful figures sat on the "dais," one of whom was Ju Yunxiu, who was sitting quietly on the far right, looking down at a book. Judging from this position, it should be the seats for the Palace Master and the sect leaders of the four major systems.

Ju Yunxiu never used to come, but this time, with her disciples involved, it would be inexcusable for her not to attend...

Strangely, the center position was empty; the Palace Master was not there.

Qin Yi felt a sense of unease. Logically, the Palace Master should definitely value this matter, but the fact that he didn't attend in person made it seem like he didn't take it seriously.

Forget it, there's no point in guessing what the big shots are thinking.

To Ju Yunxiu's left sat a Daoist priest, whom Qin Yi recognized.

He was the one who played chess with the chess fanatic when I first entered the mountain... I only saw his profile when I passed by in a hurry. Now, looking at him carefully, it's not quite right to call him an "old Daoist priest." He just has a full head of silver hair, but his face looks very young.

You could even say this is youth turning to old age.

It's understandable that someone who is on par with Ju Yunxiu shouldn't be an elderly Daoist master who had already solidified his Golden Elixir form and appearance when he was young.

In fact, he is already over a thousand years old, and is most likely much older than Ju Yunxiu. His white hair may not be due to old age, but more likely due to the Dao.

Because this is the patriarch of the Medicine, Divination, Schemes, Calculations Sect, Heavenly Mystery Child.

The other two sect leaders were completely unfamiliar to them. One was a filthy craftsman fiddling with something in his hands; the other was a drunkard, still drinking from a large gourd.

In comparison, Ju Yunxiu's quiet reading was much more pleasing to the eye and refreshing to the mind. Even if Qin Yi had to choose a thousand times, he would still choose to join Ju Yunxiu's side...

That said, although the surrounding stands were sparsely populated, even less so than at the school sports meet, that was because the area was carved out of a mountain, making it seem too large and less crowded. However, the absolute number of people wasn't small, as many of Feng Chuqin's fellow disciples came to watch the competition and verify their own paths.

In the distance, on all four sides of the stands, people from the four different factions sat together. The other factions had a decent number of people, except for one stand on the east side where a little girl sat alone. Seeing Qin Yi looking over, she waved and shouted, "Uncle-Master is the best!"

This was Qin Yi's first "Sect Grand Competition" in this world, and his only cheerleading squad.

"Clang!" An elder-looking man on the sidelines struck a gong and announced loudly, "The five-thousand-year tradition of the Immortal Palace, the Grain Rain Dao Discussion Assembly, is about to begin. As usual, agree on the content of the competition. It can be a contest of martial arts, or a test of one's skills. But let's be clear: whatever the method of competition, it must be based on commonalities. If someone from the medical profession challenges someone from the chess profession to compete in alchemy, or someone from the skillful crafts profession challenges someone from the gambling profession to compete in manufacturing, it is meaningless and will not be recognized."

The most typical comparison is whether Painting Souls is more useful or creating puppets. This is one of the links in the verification of each path. In fact, in Qin Yi's view, these all belong to the category of "techniques" rather than the "way". But since we have to compare, we can only compare "techniques" which are more intuitive. "The way" is inexplicable.

Of course, in Qin Yi's eyes, the most direct thing is the outcome of the battle. If I beat you into submission, then my way is more useful. No more talk.

But it seems that many people in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace don't think that way...

Qin Yi stared in disbelief as his acquaintance, Xi Xiangzi turned to a fat man beside him and said, "Junior brother, we didn't settle the score last time, how about a rematch?"

The fat man stepped onto the stage with a big laugh, "We've been waiting for our Senior Brother."

With a flick of his chubby hand, he produced a steamer of steamed buns, emitting wisps of hot steam. "Freshly steamed buns, would you like to try some, Senior Brother?"

Xi Xiangzi also took out a pill that exuded Immortal Qi: "Junior brother, please use it."

So the fat man ate the pill, and Xi Xiangzi ate the steamed bun. Not long after, both of them collapsed to the ground, limp and weak.

The fat man's eyes were somewhat glazed. "Senior Brother, why is this aphrodisiac so strange..."

Xi Xiangzi was also covered in sweat. "What kind of steamed bun is this?"

"This is called Overeating Bun,' it's full of unresolved bloating. Trying to concoct a suitable elixir to dispel it would be too late." The fat man patted his flushed cheeks. "Only my 'Hunger Relief Bun' can instantly relieve it..."

Qin Yi almost cried from cuteness.

In the end, Xi Xiangzi couldn't cure the Overeating Bun, and the fat man's "dietary therapy" couldn't counteract the special aphrodisiac. The elder on the sidelines declared the match a draw.

Qin Yi was desperately raking his head in the "contestant's seat." With this kind of competition style, even if you two competed for a thousand years, it would probably still end in a draw!

The style of this competition is so different from what I had imagined. I wonder if my skills in music Zither, Chess, Calligraphy, Painting are enough to keep up...

Turning to look at Ju Yunxiu, she saw that he was almost asleep, leaning back in his seat.

The fat man sauntered off the field and plopped down next to Qin Yi, muttering, "This Xi Xiangzi has improved a lot; this aphrodisiac can even affect one's mind..."

Qin Yi's heart stirred slightly, and he asked with a smile, "May I ask your surname Senior Brother?"

"My surname is Jin, and I specialize in pastries."

"Jin Senior Brother, didn't Xi Xiangzi use this method before?"

The fat man turned to look at him, then shook his head and said, "He does use it, but not to this level. Physical desire and mental stimulation are two different things. When a pill reaches the level of affecting the mind, it's extraordinary. Either one's skill level has improved by leaps and bounds, or one has obtained some new formula. Judging him with old eyes was my mistake."

Qin Yi narrowed his eyes.

He had also learned that Xi Xiangzi's medical philosophy wasn't about saving lives and helping the world, but rather a passion for concocting various medicines, making him more like an alchemist. Given his long-term involvement with scheming, calculation, and divination, it was quite normal for the things he concocted to be somewhat insidious.

He hadn't taken it to heart at first, after all, he'd been refining soul-enhancing medicines for a long time. But the Xi Xiangzi again, he had to be careful about this.

At this moment, the fat man said again, "Junior brother, weren't you the one who seduced all the children that day using the fat sheep?"

Qin Yi said modestly, "That's thanks to my Senior Sister."

"You have some great ideas, junior brother!" The fat guy patted him on the shoulder. "I like that fat sheep, and that girl in the blue dress with the ahoge (cowlick) is so cute!"

Qin Yi stepped back half a foot and looked at him. "Senior Brother, do you only make steamed buns? Do you also make drinks?"

"Why don't you do it too? Junior brother, do you have some good ideas?"

"Hmm... I think there's a drink that would suit you perfectly, black, fizzy, sweet, and really refreshing to gulp down..."

"Such a fine drink?" the fat man exclaimed with interest. "I'll try to invent it sometime... What's it called?"

"Hmm, it's called 'Fatty Happiness Water a popular Chinese drink for couch potatoes), which suits you perfectly, Senior Brother," Qin Yi said. "Actually, there's another famous dish called 'Four Otaku Steamed Goose Heart with Four Delicacies), you could try that too..."

"Junior brother, you have such great ideas, why don't you come and learn to cook from me sometime..."

At this moment, a middle-aged man's unfamiliar voice came from the audience. "Junior Brother Qin, your Strange Craftsman Arts are seeking guidance from the soul of calligraphy and painting."