The First Disciple of the Intercepting Sect Is Called Incapable of Great Use? We Have Seen Senior Disciple Brother!

"This formation... we do not know it either."

Golden Spirit Holy Mother was silent for a moment before speaking bitterly. Beside her, Wudang, Qiushou Xian, Jinguang Xian, and the others also wore bitter expressions. Over the years, they had listened to the teacher's lectures on divine powers and had heard of many formations, but they had never seen one so unpredictable, combining the advantages of heaven and earth! Could it be that the teacher favored only Qingyuan?

"You do not know?"

Guangchengzi and the others showed doubt on their faces, but their attention was soon drawn to the battle below. It turned out that Daoist Duobao, unwilling to be trapped in the formation, was searching everywhere for a way to break it, but was repeatedly driven back in a sorry state by the ever-changing, murderous formation. If not for the many defensive treasures on him, he might have suffered considerable injury.

"I... admit defeat."

Daoist Duobao paused for a long moment, then suddenly expelled a great mouthful of turbid air, and said with complexity, "Senior Disciple Brother, have you already stepped into the Dao of Formations?" If he had not entered the Dao of Formations, how could he have laid out such an exquisite method? Others might not have seen it, but he had. Aside from using the Zhou Tian Star Dou and the Five Elements to connect with the celestial timing and terrain, the main Formation Eye was still Qingyuan. Qingyuan... had actually formed a close connection with the projections of the three hundred and sixty-five Primordial Stars in the heavens, seizing the creation of heaven and earth with his own strength, using himself as the boundary of a formation—such exquisite creation was beyond his ability to match.

"I studied it in earlier years, just a small gain."

Qingyuan withdrew the formation and said with a gentle smile, "Junior Disciple Brother, is there anything else you wish to debate?"

"How about discussing the Pill Dao? I have some insights into alchemy as well!"

Daoist Duobao did not back down. He clapped his hands and summoned a great cauldron, but Qingyuan called out to him: "Junior Disciple Brother, do you recognize this object?"

Then.

A Divine Firmament Golden Core the size of a sesame seed appeared on his fingertip.

"This... you!!!" Daoist Duobao stared fixedly at that purple-golden core, his expression shifting violently, and said with immense complexity, "I, I concede." As his words fell, the surrounding cultivators were extremely puzzled, bursting into noisy discussion.

"Senior Sister, what exactly is going on? Why did Senior Disciple Duobao just surrender directly?"

"Why surrender without a fight? What is Daoist Duobao doing?"

"What is Qingyuan doing?"

Both the Chan and Jie Sects were discussing it.

Unexpectedly, from the usually quiet Taiqing Peak, a tall and upright figure flew out, his face full of admiration as he said, "Senior Disciple Qing, have you actually comprehended the Pill Dao? Would you have time another day to exchange insights on the Pill Dao?" No wonder Xuandu was amazed. The teacher had taken him in and taught him the true essence of the Pill Dao, yet he had not been able to grasp its mysteries. Who would have thought that the unremarkable First Disciple of the Intercepting Sect had actually comprehended this Dao?

"The Pill Dao?"

"He even comprehended the Pill Dao?"

Suddenly, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, Guangchengzi, and the other cultivators were dumbfounded, shaken to the core. The Sword Dao, the Formation Dao, the Pill Dao... Could it be that the First Disciple of the Intercepting Sect had been hiding his talent all these years? They had always looked down on this Senior Disciple Brother of the Intercepting Sect, thinking he was unworthy of his position—who would have known that the real ants were themselves?

"The teacher also said Qingyuan's fortune was shallow and he was unfit for great use. But from what I see, the ones unfit for great use are us, aren't they?"

Guangchengzi's expression was complex as he sighed, "Aside from the Five Elements, I have yet to comprehend many laws, let alone profound ones like the Pill, Formation, or Sword Dao. I haven't even perfected the Five Elements." "We are supposed to be inner disciples—it seems we need to cultivate diligently from now on." Chijingzi also sighed. Only Immortal Elder Nanji's expression remained unchanged; he could still comfort himself that he was merely an outer disciple, with less pressure.

"Junior Disciple Duobao, do you still wish to compete?"

Qingyuan called out softly, waking the dazed Daoist Duobao.

"Compete! Let's compete in Five Elements divine powers. Junior Disciple Brother, would you like to try my Earth Evasion Technique!"

As soon as Daoist Duobao finished speaking, he dove toward the mountain range below.

But who would have thought.

Qingyuan simply pressed a single finger to the ground, and in an instant, the earth turned as hard and unbreakable as cast iron. Daoist Duobao slammed his head into it, raising a big lump, but could not burrow in at all.

"Fire, come!!"

Daoist Duobao, extremely unwilling, waved his hand and summoned a towering sea of flames.

... yet they were again annihilated by Qingyuan's divine ability, Flood of Calamity.

"Let's change the contest. How about we compare our physical bodies, strength for strength!"

"Fine!"

Boom!!

Daoist Duobao was once again sent flying by Qingyuan, piercing through several mountains before vanishing from sight.

Though his physical body had enhancements.

It was ultimately no match for Qingyuan's physique, which was honed by the Mystic Art and empowered by his disciple's innate divine abilities. In a pure contest of flesh, Qingyuan had the upper hand!

"Let's compare spells!" Daoist Duobao crawled out from the mountain, unwillingness written on his face as he thrust a palm toward Qingyuan.

In an instant.

A heaven-obscuring, sun-covering palm appeared above Qingyuan, rumbling down with crushing force. The lines on the palm were clearly visible, carrying the momentum of suppressing heaven and earth.

"Buddha's Palm?"

Qingyuan wondered inwardly as a staff appeared in his hand, which he swung toward the sky.

The moment the staff was swung, wind and thunder surged, the sky darkened, and it conveyed a momentum of annihilating myriad reincarnations and all kinds of Daoist techniques. Not only did it shatter the Buddha's Palm, but it also followed through to smash Daoist Duobao back down from the air.

"I won't accept this! Again!!"

"Come fight!!"

"Again..."

Daoist Duobao lost repeatedly but kept fighting, only to be knocked down by Qingyuan time and again.

Large lumps appeared on his head, his appearance a miserable sight.

The surrounding cultivators of the Jie and Chan Sects were all stunned, their hearts trembling.

All along, they had only known Daoist Duobao of the Jie Sect, not some chief disciple named Qingyuan. Yet the result told them that no chief disciple was ever simple!

If they were to fight Qingyuan.

How many rounds could they last?

What a deeply hidden Senior Disciple Brother of the Jie Sect!!

By the end of the fight, Daoist Duobao had exhausted his magical power, unable to rise. He lay pathetically on the ground, gasping for air.

Suddenly.

Qingyuan flew toward Daoist Duobao and stood before him.

Just as everyone's hearts pounded with fear over how Qingyuan would punish Daoist Duobao, Qingyuan instead reached out a hand toward him: "Get up, Junior Disciple Brother Duobao. If you're not convinced, rest and recover well. Another day, you and I will fight again."

"Where did you learn all these divine abilities and spells?"

Duobao was extremely unwilling.

"Where did I learn these things?"

Qingyuan was startled, then burst into laughter: "Do you want to learn? I'll teach you."

"You... you really mean you'd teach me?" Daoist Duobao's expression didn't change: "Aren't you afraid that once I learn, I'll turn around and suppress you?"

"Hahahaha! You and I share the same master, the same sect. We are master and disciple, brothers by flesh and blood. If you are willing to cultivate spells and divine abilities, how could I, as your elder brother, hold back? Whatever you wish to learn, I will teach you!"

Qingyuan's face radiated extreme confidence. He raised his head and said calmly: "If one day you truly surpass me, Junior Disciple Brother, then the seat of the Jie Sect's chief disciple will be yours. What of it?"

At these words.

Even the proud Daoist Duobao.

Was convinced. He grasped Qingyuan's hand and rose to his feet, then bowed with clasped hands: "Duobao, pays respects to Senior Disciple Brother!"

Qingyuan turned his gaze to the surroundings.

A large number of Jie Sect cultivators felt a pang of panic in their hearts. Even Golden Spirit Holy Mother and Wudang Holy Mother were no exception, all bowing to Qingyuan with clasped hands.

"We, pay respects to Senior Disciple Brother!"

"Pay respects to Senior Disciple Brother!!"

The momentum was vast, like a tidal wave overturning mountains.

The scene of ten thousand immortals paying homage deeply shook the Human and Chan Sects.

Great Master Xuandu of the Human Sect cupped his hands in salute and said with respect: "Pay respects to Senior Disciple Brother!"

Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, and Immortal Elder Nanji of the Chan Sect turned and left.

Their master, Venerable Yuanshi, detested that Martial Uncle Shangqing took in all manner of wet-born, egg-hatched, fur-wearing, horned beasts, disrupting the order of Kunlun Mountains. He often sternly rebuked and angrily criticized them. Over time, they too had grown to loathe the Jie Sect.

They did not acknowledge Qingyuan, nor were they willing to bow their heads...