Tongtian: My Sword Has Never Been Dull!
Side hall of the Jade Void Palace.
There were no glittering decorations here; instead, the place appeared somewhat gloomy.
A bronze lamp hangs quietly in the hall, its dim yellow flame illuminating the small space.
Under the lamplight, a gaunt figure sat cross-legged on a futon.
He was dressed in Grey Dao Robe, his face was simple and ancient, with deep wrinkles, as if he had lived through countless years.
His aura was obscure and profound, resonating faintly with the ancient lamp, exuding a strange Daoist charm that intertwined desolation and rebirth.
He was none other than the Chan Sect Vice Sect Master, the Ran Deng.
He was currently lost in thought with his eyes closed, trying to comprehend the Dao of Nirvana contained within the Spirit Coffin Lamp, attempting to glimpse a chance for Transcendence.
suddenly.
"Buzz!"
The void in front of him rippled slightly, and a pure and refined Jade Purity Immortal Light appeared out of thin air, transforming into a rune that hovered in the air.
From within the runes came the majestic yet indifferent voice of the Yuanshi Tianzun:
"Ran Deng."
The Ran Deng slowly opened his eyes.
Those were extremely deep eyes, with flickering lights in the depths of their pupils, reflecting the vicissitudes of time.
"Sect Master."
He bowed slightly, his voice hoarse yet calm.
"Xuandu left Golden Ao Island and is heading to the North Sea alone."
The voice of the Yuanshi Tianzun emanated from the runes, devoid of any emotion:
"This child has no respect for elders, defies the Heavenly Dao, has repeatedly damaged the prestige of our Chan Sect, and even uttered wild words a hundred years ago that shook the Dao Heart the Sage."
"Now that they have left the nest, it is a good opportunity to give them a small punishment as a warning."
The Ran Deng's eyes flickered slightly, but his face remained calm and composed.
"What is the Sect Master's intention?"
"As the Vice Sect Master of our sect, you hold a prestigious position and have the responsibility to guide the future generations of the Great Wilderness."
The voice of the Yuanshi Tianzun turned cold:
"Although Xuandu is a direct disciple of Tongtian, he is still a junior and acts recklessly without knowing his own limitations."
"Then you should go to the North Sea and instruct him, so that he may know the difference between superior and inferior, and the meaning of reverence."
"Remember this..."
Yuanshi Tianzun paused slightly, his tone carrying an undeniable, profound meaning:
"A slight punishment is all it takes to blunt their brilliance and disrupt their Dao Heart."
"Do not harm its very foundation, lest Tongtian use it as an excuse to cause trouble."
The Ran Deng remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded:
"Poor Daoist understand."
He could naturally understand the True Meaning behind Yuanshi Tianzun's words.
The so-called guidance and minor punishments are nothing more than empty words.
The real purpose was to take this opportunity to teach Xuandu a lesson, vent their anger, and restore the reputation of the Chan Sect.
As for not harming one's life or fundamental health... that's merely out of consideration for the reaction of the Sage Tongtian.
"Xuandu ..."
The Ran Deng murmured to himself, a barely perceptible glint of light flashing in his deep eyes.
He had long heard of this disciple of the Interception Sect, who had risen to fame and created numerous miracles over the past century.
Hundred Year Hunyuan, a fierce confrontation with the Three Sages, the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele, drawing upon the Heavenly Dao Merit...
Each and every one of these incidents is nothing short of miraculous.
This child must be hiding a shocking secret or Supreme Opportunity.
If we can take this opportunity...
The withered fingers of the Ran Deng almost imperceptibly rubbed something in his sleeve.
"I will obey the decree of the Sect Master."
He bowed in response, his voice remaining calm.
"Good."
As the voice of the Yuanshi Tianzun faded, the Jade Purity Immortal Light rune slowly dissipated.
Silence returned to the hall, with only the dim yellow flame of the Spirit Coffin Lamp flickering quietly.
The Ran Deng slowly rose to his feet, his gray robe fluttering even without wind.
He looked up, his gaze seemingly piercing through the palace roof, looking towards the distant and cold void to the north.
"North Sea..."
A hoarse voice echoed in the empty hall.
With a flick of his sleeve, the Spirit Coffin Lamp, which had been floating in the air, transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into his sleeve.
Then, he took a step forward.
His figure seemed to blend into the shadows, disappearing silently from the side hall without attracting the attention of any of the Jade Void Palace disciples.
The next moment, a dark streak of light streaked across the sky above Kunlun Mountain, hurtling toward the north at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary escape lights!
The direction is right towards Beihai!
The Ran Deng concealed his entire aura, even using the Daoist charm of the Spirit Coffin Lamp to mask his own Heavenly Secret, and quietly followed after them.
Although he was the Vice Sect Master, he always acted cautiously, even... sinisterly.
Since the Sect Master had ordered that Xuandu be taught a lesson, he naturally wouldn't make a big fuss about it.
Sneak attacks, ambushes, surprise attacks... these methods are often most effective when there is an absolute disparity in strength.
Moreover, he had his own plans for this trip...
"Xuandu... a Interception Sect disciple of the Jie Sect..."
A ghostly light flickered in the eyes of the Ran Deng.
"Let Poor Daoist see just how much your Hundred Year Hunyuan miracle really weighs."
"If I can glean even a glimpse of the key to Transcendence from you... then this journey of mine will not have Poor Daoist in vain."
Just as the Ran Deng left Kunlun Mountain.
Golden Ao Island, deep within the Biyou Palace.
On the cloud bed, the Sect Leader Tongtian was explaining sect affairs to Daoist Duobao when he suddenly had a premonition.
He raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, his eyes flashing like lightning, instantly piercing through the endless void and looking towards the direction of Kunlun Mountain.
"Um?"
A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Sect Leader Tongtian.
"Yuanshi... he really couldn't hold back any longer, huh?"
He then clearly sensed an obscure aura belonging to the Ran Deng, which quietly departed from the Jade Void Palace, heading north.
Almost simultaneously, he also sensed that Xuandu was heading towards the North Sea.
The timing of both events is so coincidental, and their destinations are the same...
The implications are self-evident.
"Master?"
Seeing the strange expression on Sect Leader Tongtian's face, Daoist Duobao, who was standing to the side, asked in confusion.
The Sect Leader Tongtian withdrew his gaze, his expression returning to calm, but a sharp Sword Intent flashed briefly in the depths of his eyes.
"It's alright."
He waved his hand, his voice flat:
"A few clowns, nothing to worry about."
Although Daoist Duobao did not understand why, seeing that his master was unwilling to say more, he dared not ask further and bowed and withdrew.
After Duobao left, Sect Leader Tongtian sat alone on the cloud bed, gently tapping his knees with his fingers.
"Ran Deng..."
He muttered to himself, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"When he listened to the Dao in the Purple Heaven Palace, he was already a cowardly and scheming fellow."
"Now they dare to set their sights on my disciple..."
The Sword Intent in the eyes of the Sect Leader Tongtian gradually intensified.
Under normal circumstances, he might have directly intervened, stopped the Ran Deng, or even killed him with a single sword strike.
but...
He looked north, as if he could see the Green Clad Figure riding a sword at breakneck speed.
"Xuandu ..."
"Since you've chosen to leave the island at this time, you must have your own reasons."
"Mid Stage Golden Immortal of the Origin... it's time to weather some storms and see some blood."
"Although Ran Deng Quasi-Saint Peak, he is ultimately practicing Side Gate methods."
"With your abilities, plus the Intercepting Heaven Sword... you might not be without a fighting chance."
The Sect Leader Tongtian slowly closed his eyes, his sword Sword Qi receding.
"Let This Master see just how much you've accumulated in this century of breakthrough."
"If it really comes down to a life-or-death situation..."
With a slight thought, the Qingping Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry in the void, and a wisp of invisible Sword Intent quietly merged into the void, spreading towards the north.
"This Master sword will surely carve a path to your survival."