Daoist Duobao of the Interception Sect Suffers Defeat, Morale Plummets-Senior Disciple Brother Has Returned!

"Let's go! Together!"

"Senior Brother Duobao is mighty! This is the spirit a Disciple of the Sect of Interception should have!"

"Senior Brother Duobao, don't be afraid. If Senior Disciple Brother returns and wants to punish you, I'll take the punishment for you!"

"That's right! If Senior Disciple Brother wants to make a move, I'll be the first to stand in front of him. Senior Brother Duobao is so righteous—Senior Disciple Brother would have no reason to criticize you when he returns."

"What Senior Disciple Brother? I've been in the Interception Sect for a thousand years and only know Senior Brother Duobao. He's the only one I acknowledge!"

"I've been in the Interception Sect for over two thousand years and have never seen any Senior Disciple Brother. If he dares cause trouble for Senior Brother Duobao, I'll cause trouble for him..."

Outside the Inspection Department.

A great number of Interception Sect disciples burst into cheers.

Yun Zhongzi, Wuzhiqi, Yuan Hong, and the Six Scholars of Plum Mountain in the crowd frowned slightly.

Seeing the many disciples leave while supporting Daoist Duobao.

They followed behind as well.

Yuan Hong said worriedly, "Senior Brother Yun Zhongzi, things seem to be getting bad. Master said he was going to Wuyi Mountain to seek an opportunity. With Master's abilities, he surely won't encounter any trouble in the Primordial Wilderness, but it's simply too vast. What if he can't return anytime soon? I keep feeling that Martial Uncle Duobao is deliberately driving a wedge between the Interception Sect disciples and Master!"

"Heh, that damned Duobao is deliberately stirring up conflict!"

Wuzhiqi's face was icy as he said disdainfully, "Master merely went to train in the Primordial Wilderness; he isn't dead. When Master comes back, we must make it clear that Duobao has a dark heart and strip him of his position as Deputy Director!"

"Let's go and see what's happening first."

Yun Zhongzi shook his head.

Then, the group followed behind Daoist Duobao toward the Jiangyue River, several million li away.

This river was also boundless and vast. Its surface was tranquil and clear enough to see the bottom, while lush green trees lined its banks and fragrant grass grew in patches. Flocks of White Cranes frolicked by the river, and beasts came close to drink and rest.

What drew even more attention was this.

At the riverbed lay a massive, translucent Chaos Spirit Stone.

Beneath the sunlight of the Primordial Wilderness, the Chaos Spirit Stone emitted a gentle orange-yellow radiance as pure as moonlight, illuminating all directions. It not only drew Innate Spiritual Energy together, but even the immense Dao Resonance and Essence of Sun and Moon converged upon it like swallows returning to their nest, creating a Blessed Land Grotto-Heaven.

Yet at this moment.

At this Blessed Land Grotto-Heaven.

A large number of Interception Sect disciples were arguing furiously, some even producing magical treasures and fighting.

Surrounded in the middle.

Were Guangchengzi and the other Chan Sect Immortals.

However, there were now several more Chan Sect Immortals than before.

Every one of them was above the Mystic Immortal realm, carrying themselves with extraordinary bearing and arrogant expressions as they mocked the Interception Sect disciples with utter contempt.

Among them.

True Person Taiyi and Daoist Huanglong had become the main forces behind the verbal abuse.

They enraged the Interception Sect disciples until they were practically smoking with fury.

Unfortunately.

The gaunt Daoist at the lead raised a Nether Lamp. The eerie glow it emitted turned into a protective barrier that blocked every attack. He stood proudly and said, "What? Is there not a single Interception Sect disciple who dares step onto the arena and challenge me? I am willing to suppress my cultivation to match any challenger's. I've gone this far, yet you still dare not come forward. Could it be that Interception Sect disciples are all this kind of trash?"

"Bullies who fear the strong and prey on the weak. Heh..."

Upon hearing Daoist Randeng's words.

Countless Interception Sect disciples became furious and agitated. Just then, a large crowd of disciples approached while surrounding Daoist Duobao.

"Senior Brother Duobao is here!"

"Senior Brother Duobao's abilities are no weaker than Senior Disciple Brother's. With him here, let's see who in the Chan Sect can still be arrogant today! Senior Brother Duobao, teach those Chan Sect people a proper lesson!"

"What do you mean, no weaker than Senior Disciple Brother? All these years, I've only seen Senior Brother Duobao's abilities. I've never seen any Senior Disciple Brother..."

The many Interception Sect disciples discussed excitedly.

Over the years, they had only seen Daoist Duobao, the Deputy Director of the Inspection Department, step forward to suppress fellow disciples who committed violence and evil deeds. No matter how powerful they were, none could last more than a few exchanges beneath Senior Brother Duobao's hands.

Naturally, they trusted him greatly.

"Silence."

Daoist Duobao merely raised a hand to signal for quiet, and the entire area fell silent.

He watched the gathered Chan Sect Immortals in the center.

His gaze finally settled on Daoist Randeng.

He landed on the ground.

Then he bowed to Daoist Randeng and said, "Duobao greets Martial Uncle Randeng."

Daoist Randeng was one of the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace.

He was also an Innate Demon God.

His seniority was the same generation as Sect Master Tongtian's, so calling him Martial Uncle was not wrong.

"Mm. At least you have some manners, unlike these damp-born, egg-born, furred, horned beasts. One calls me Randeng, another calls me a thieving Daoist—there isn't the slightest bit of respect."

Daoist Randeng smiled faintly.

But his words only enraged the surrounding Interception Sect disciples further. Their cries of "old thief" did not stop for a moment.

"It is because I have not kept strict enough watch over them. Once we return, I will certainly discipline these disciples properly. First, to correct their disrespect toward elders; second, to follow Senior Disciple Brother's wishes and severely punish all Disciples of the Jie Sect who violate discipline!"

Daoist Duobao's next words were delivered just as lightly.

They left the Interception Sect disciples deeply indignant.

Most of them were Interception Sect disciples who had joined later and had never met Qingyuan.

They felt even more hostility toward this First Disciple of Intercepting Sect.

"You dead rat, I'll fucking kill you right now..."

Wuzhiqi flew into a rage. He pulled an iron rod from beside his ear and was about to strike Daoist Duobao in the distance, but Yun Zhongzi stopped him and said sternly, "Junior Brother, don't say anything yet. We'll discuss it when Master returns."

"Ah! What's the point of enduring this and that? I'm leaving!"

Wuzhiqi forcefully shoved Yun Zhongzi's hand away and left in anger.

"Senior Disciple Brother..."

Yuan Hong looked somewhat worried.

Perhaps it was because their true forms were similar, or perhaps there was some unseen bond in the dark, but he and Wuzhiqi got along very well.

"It's fine. Let Junior Brother calm down for a while."

Yun Zhongzi shook his head.

"Then I'll go check on Second Senior Brother."

Yuan Hong left Yun Zhongzi behind and ran in the direction Wuzhiqi had departed.

"Mm, it is indeed right to discipline them properly. Too many of your Interception Sect disciples have Stubborn and Wicked Natures and bring calamity upon others. If trouble breaks out in the future, I fear it will implicate far too many people."

Daoist Randeng swept his gaze around indifferently, his face full of disdain.

Daoist Duobao did not know what to say. Frowning, he asked, "Martial Uncle said you wished to compete with our Interception Sect. How exactly shall we compete?"

"Spell combat, Divine Abilities, escape techniques, pills, artifacts, formations, Yin-Yang, Five Elements, or physical bodies—we may compare anything. As long as you name it, I will not refuse. I will also suppress my realm to the same level as yours. If you win in any single category, we lose, and Chan Sect disciples will yield to Interception Sect disciples in the future. But if your Interception Sect loses, you must admit that the Interception Sect is inferior to the Chan Sect. What do you say?"

Daoist Randeng smiled, but it sparked endless discussion among the Interception Sect disciples.

A dignified Grand Unity Golden Immortal had truly thrown away all shame!

He wanted to suppress his realm to that of a junior with a lower cultivation and compete against that junior?

How could he even say such a thing?

Where had he thrown his face?

If it were anyone else, they certainly would not accept such terms.

But Daoist Duobao had presided over the Inspection Department for many years, and his progress in the Great Dao had advanced by leaps and bounds. A thought suddenly rose in his mind.

If Senior Disciple Brother Qingyuan were here.

What would he do?

He would probably step forward, accept the challenge, defeat Daoist Randeng, and establish his authority before the many Interception Sect disciples, wouldn't he?

A Grand Unity Golden Immortal was powerful.

But he was also a saint's disciple. It was impossible for him not to win even one category, wasn't it?

As if possessed, Daoist Duobao agreed.

Afterward.

A thrilling series of contests unfolded before the Mystic Gate Disciples.

Unfortunately.

No matter how Daoist Duobao competed or what they competed in.

He always fell just a hair short of defeating Daoist Randeng. This caused cracks to form in Daoist Duobao's steady state of mind. In the contests that followed, he grew increasingly disorderly and was easily defeated by Daoist Randeng.

Upon the massive arena.

Daoist Randeng smiled as he looked at the dejected Duobao and said, "Nephew, is there anything else you wish to compete in?"

"I lost."

Daoist Duobao shook his head, his expression unsightly.

"Hahahaha! The Interception Sect lost! So the Interception Sect that acted so arrogantly was merely fierce on the outside and weak within! Trash!"

"I thought you people were so formidable. Turns out this is all you're capable of?"

Daoist Huanglong laughed mockingly. "If you lost, then admit it. Don't tell me that among so many Interception Sect disciples, not one has any backbone? You lost and yet don't dare admit it? Say it already! Say that your Interception Sect is inferior to the Chan Sect!"

"They are merely beasts. You expect them to keep their promise? Hahahaha, I already knew they would go back on their word!"

Taiyi added from the side, "Let's go. Boring. Truly boring!"

Seeing this scene.

The Interception Sect disciples were so furious that steam seemed to rise from their breath and their eyes nearly split apart, yet they could do nothing. They were utterly stifled and humiliated!

"Who says my Interception Sect has lost? Haven't I yet to compete with that old bastard Randeng?"

Just then.

A resounding voice echoed between heaven and earth.

Immediately afterward, a massive Golden-Winged Great Peng descended from the sky toward the earth. A figure leaped down from its back, crashing heavily onto the ground and casually sending Taiyi and Huanglong flying with a single slap.

Once they saw the newcomer clearly.

Many Interception Sect disciples were overwhelmed with joy.

"Senior Disciple Brother has returned!!!"