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Chapter 33

This Sect Master Can Be Dealt With

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Xiao Bai's legendary Sword Dao Great Demon King, someone he once looked up to, suddenly respectfully called him Martial Uncle.

He had to admit, that feeling was quite wonderful.

But if this guy was here to fight, it would instantly turn into Xiao Bai's nightmare.

Lan Daozi, the Snow Flame Sect's strongest Sword Dao Genius!

Both at the Golden Core Peak cultivation level, if the Onmyoji was the Snow Flame Sect's strongest all-rounder, then Lan Daozi was the strongest Sword Dao Genius in the entire Cambrian Kingdom.

Rumor had it that purely in terms of Sword Dao talent, he was even stronger than the previous Sword Dao Genius, One Sword Fox...

Even though One Sword Fox had beaten him more than once.

Unlike One Sword Fox, who didn't take things seriously, constantly ran rampant, and wasted their talent, Lan Daozi was a Sword Fanatic.

As the Snow Flame Sect's Core Disciple with the strongest combat ability, Lan Daozi could fight above his level relying solely on swordsmanship.

Now at the Golden Core Peak cultivation, it was said he was even stronger than some Nascent Soul big shots!

Even the Dao Alliance Headquarters had tried hard to recruit him!

Unfortunately, citing his dislike for holding any position or taking on any responsibility, and his desire to find a quiet place to peacefully practice his sword, he repeatedly refused the Heavenly Dao Palace's invitations, insisting on staying in the Snow Flame Sect, content to be a Core Disciple with no worldly ambitions.

Facing Lan Daozi, even with his max-level Butcher's Sword Technique and max-level Xiahou Body Technique, Xiao Bai still felt intimidated.

After all, Butcher's Sword Technique and Xiahou Body Technique weren't top-tier Cultivation Methods, and besides, Xiao Bai was only at the Qi Refining cultivation level.

To put it bluntly, Wei Shanjun clearly wanted to test the upper limit of his swordsmanship.

Facing the short, harmless-looking boyish-faced Lan Daozi, Xiao Bai puffed out his chest and put on airs, almost barking:

"Have some shame! I'm only at Qi Refining, Martial Uncle!"

Lan Daozi maintained his respectful bowing posture, smiling warmly and genuinely the whole time.

"This disciple will seal his cultivation to the same level as Martial Uncle, the Early Qi Refining Realm, and disable all Divine Sense."

Xiao Bai wasn't that naive and still waved his hand:

"As an elder, how can I bully a junior like you? No way, not doing it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Shanjun slowly stood up, like a towering building rising from flat ground.

"Then I'll do it."

Xiao Bai seriously looked at this Sword-Wielding Elder with an outrageously large physique.

In his opinion, if their cultivation levels were the same, Lan Daozi's strength was likely above Wei Shanjun's.

But Wei Shanjun was clearly determined to win against him, to make his wife Yu Hu look bad, and to forcibly drag him up the mountain.

And Lan Daozi wasn't very competitive and didn't care about face; he often forgot to defend himself and got severely beaten because he was meticulously observing and thinking about his opponent's sword moves.

If he had to choose an opponent between the two, choosing the lesser of two evils, Xiao Bai would rather choose Lan Daozi.

He only regretted that Lan Daozi was a good man, not a bad woman, a Sword Dao Great Demon King, not a Great Demoness.

If Lan Daozi were a bad woman, after a sparring session like this, Xiao Bai might become a Sword Saint.

It could be said, at the peak of the sword, I stand proud in the world; with Lan Daozi, I have heaven!

What a shame...

Seeing Xiao Bai hesitate for a long time, True Person Zhe Hui, who had been provoked by Wei Shanjun earlier, instead became the provocateur.

"Isn't Junior Brother Xiao going to subdue demons and monsters? Standing right in front of you is a Sword Dao Great Demon King."

"Martial Uncle Zhe Hui is too kind," Lan Daozi responded politely.

But his seemingly gentle and refined gaze never left Xiao Bai for even a moment, his short figure like a sharp sword plunged into the earth.

Xiao Bai was helpless. He glanced at his wife Yu Hu and Senior Sister Mu Yun; the two bad women showed no intention of speaking up for him. He could only draw his sword again.

"Alright, alright, let Martial Uncle check your swordsmanship."

Although he said that, anyone with eyes could see that this time, it was Lan Daozi checking Xiao Bai's swordsmanship.

However, at this moment, whether it was the surrounding disciples, or the Elders and Sect Overseer, no one was watching Xiao Bai to see him make a fool of himself.

Everyone present wanted to use Lan Daozi as a ruler to measure Xiao Bai's true talent up close!

Seeing Xiao Bai agree to the sword match, Wei Shanjun finally sat down with satisfaction, not forgetting to add:

"Lan Daozi, in order to get your Martial Uncle Xiao to visit our Sword Wielding Peak often, this time don't focus too much on Martial Uncle's swordsmanship and forget to fight... You are only allowed to win, not lose. After you win, there will be plenty of time to spar."

"This disciple understands," Lan Daozi replied verbally, but his posture and aura remained completely still, as if solidified into a sculpture.

The Sect Tour Ceremony was taking longer than expected...

As the Sect Master, Master Chun Xiao didn't even have a seat. Since he was idle anyway, he volunteered to be the referee.

In the northern part of the plaza, he used a Spell Seal to mark out a simple Arena ten zhang square.

"Since this is a formal match, this Seat will be your referee. Falling down, going out of bounds, or Spiritual Pressure exceeding the Early Qi Refining Realm counts as a loss... Also, as long as lives are not harmed, there are no restrictions on the specific combat methods."

Xiao Bai listened carefully.

The unrestricted combat methods meant his chances of winning increased by a tiny bit, thanks to his max-level Xiahou Body Technique.

He had to admit, this Sect Master was alright.

The match quickly began.

The lava on the Flame Platform erupted once more, shooting straight into the sky and mixing with the post-snow chill, forming a fierce gale that swept across the Mountain Gate Plaza.

Xiao Bai and Lan Daozi stood at opposite corners of the square arena.

As soon as the match started, Xiao Bai moved to seize the central position of the arena.

Lan Daozi remained still, but his sword moved.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed countless streams of Sword Qi, heading directly for Xiao Bai.

Myriad Swords Unleashed!

Sword Qi was originally a high-level ability, usually only achievable by Foundation Establishment cultivators.

But one couldn't say Lan Daozi was cheating; he had indeed condensed Sword Qi while still in the Qi Refining Realm.

The sheer number of Sword Qi streams was overwhelming, and each one looked identical, with speed and power exceeding the limits of Xiao Bai's movement technique.

He couldn't evade, so he could only meet them head-on with the Butcher's Sword Technique.

Swish, swish—

Xiao Bai deflected the Sword Qi streams that came close, creating a vortex of sound around his ears.

Suddenly!

A tangible Azure Sword, seemingly from nowhere, pierced under Xiao Bai's armpit.

It sliced open the dark green Elder's robe...

The bluestone beneath Xiao Bai's feet was instantly gouged into a deep pit by his evasive movement technique...

Xiao Bai hadn't seen where this sword came from at all. If not for a split-second instinct, this strike would have pierced his chest!

Of course, the heart wasn't the primary concern; as long as he had enough pills, injuries could heal in minutes.

The problem was, Xiao Bai hadn't seen the sword's trajectory.

Large beads of sweat dripped into the deep pit at his feet.

Xiao Bai looked up at the sword.

Not just the sword, but the person holding it...

Lan Daozi was already close, moving like a gust of wind, radiating ripples of spiritual energy from his sudden burst of speed.

This kid isn't tall, but his arm span is quite long! Xiao Bai thought.

Lan Daozi lifted his harmless-looking shota face and grinned.

"Martial Uncle, you need to be careful."

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