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Upon seeing Ling Mo Xie nod in agreement, the young man finally relaxed his heart. The Daoist Sect Leader also spoke up, "Originally, this matter was not urgent, but since Ling Mo Xie wants to use the Daoist Order Decree, we cannot delay it too much. So you all prepare; the competition will be tomorrow!"
"Yes!" The young man replied happily. Although he wished he could compete immediately to showcase himself in front of the Gate Master, he restrained his excitement and did not bring it up. He respectfully said to the Daoist Sect Leader, "Gate Master, what are the rules for this competition...?"
The Daoist Sect Leader pondered for a moment, "As for the rules, I will set them. Do you have any objections?"
"No, no objections. If it is the Gate Master personally setting the rules, I would be honored!" The young man naturally dared not voice any objections and said this with surprise.
Ling Mo Xie shrugged and casually replied, "No objections; the Gate Master certainly has that qualification."
"Then it's settled. You will compete in Alchemy at the southeast courtyard of the Taoist Sect tomorrow. As for the rules, you'll find out then. Ling Mo Xie, you will stay within the Taoist Sect for now!"
After saying this, there was no further sound from behind the green gauze curtain, and the figure disappeared. It seemed that the Daoist Sect Leader had already left.
Once he departed, Ling Mo Xie immediately felt the atmosphere in the hall become somewhat heavy, with everyone's gaze cutting into him like knives.
Fortunately, this was the Taoist Sect, under the control of the Gate Master; they wouldn’t dare to act too openly against him.
"Let's go!" Xu Qingfeng clearly sensed that something was off with the atmosphere and said to Ling Mo Xie as he led him toward the Grand Elder.
"Master..." Xu Qingfeng addressed the Grand Elder with a hint of respect.
The Grand Elder was an old man with completely white hair and beard, resembling an immortal from illustrations. His eyes seemed to sparkle with wisdom. Upon hearing Xu Qingfeng call him, he nodded lightly, stood up, and said, "Let's go back!"
On their way out, he merely glanced at Ling Mo Xie a few times and smiled faintly at him, leaving Ling Mo Xie somewhat puzzled about what the Grand Elder meant—was he friend or foe?
Ling Mo Xie couldn't help but think more about it; after all, just moments ago felt like he was a piece of meat dropped on the ground while surrounding "ferocious dogs" were eyeing him hungrily, making him feel anxious. Having gone through this experience made it impossible not to be more cautious.
However, it seemed that the Grand Elder noticed Ling Mo Xie's thoughts. As they exited the hall, he spoke to Ling Mo Xie in a calm tone: "Don't worry; my lineage has historically used the Daoist Order Decree as well, including myself. As for my incompetent disciples, if they lack ability, I won't force them to pursue anything."
Ling Mo Xie looked at the calm demeanor of the Grand Elder and nodded, feeling somewhat relieved. The Grand Elder indeed did not seem interested in the Daoist Order Decree; such calmness could not be feigned.
"However, your situation is a bit strange. The Gate Master has shown you a level of attention I have never seen in all my years following him. He has never regarded any young talent this highly," the Grand Elder said with a hint of confusion in his voice.
He turned to glance at Ling Mo Xie again and continued, "I am not belittling you, but in a Sect like the Taoist Sect, the young talents you encounter are even more extraordinary than you can imagine. There are geniuses with rare special physiques that appear once in a millennium, and those who cultivate exceptionally fast, advancing from minor stages in three months to major stages in five months—there are plenty of such individuals in the Taoist Sect."
The Grand Elder expressed his thoughts with a sense of wonder that he could not hide.
Ling Mo Xie thought to himself that three months for a minor stage and five months for a major stage was nothing. In reality, he had been in the Cultivation World for less than ten years, and compared to them, he was not too far behind.
However, during this journey, Ling Mo Xie learned many things he had previously been unaware of from the Grand Elder.
Following the Grand Elder, they soon arrived at a large bridge. This bridge was a suspension bridge built between the main peak of Tianzhu Mountain and another slightly lower peak, swaying gently amidst the clouds, making it dizzying to behold.
But for Cultivators, this was nothing; even without the bridge, it would not matter. The bridge was merely for the convenience of those lower-level Cultivators who could not yet fly.
However, for such Cultivators, walking on this bridge would be quite challenging. The height was considerable, and the two peaks were far apart. Even a slight breeze would cause the bridge to sway significantly, almost like sitting on a swing.
For Cultivators who could not fly, falling from the bridge would mean certain death. Even for Ling Mo Xie, who could fly, if he were to fall without flying, he would end up shattered to pieces.
After crossing the long bridge with the Grand Elder, they arrived at another peak filled with birds singing and flowers fragrant. The atmosphere here was much more relaxed than that of Heavenly Pillar Peak, exuding a sense of ease.
There were many buildings on this peak—pavilions and palatial structures—making it believable that this was another Sect's mountain gate.
On the paths of the peak, disciples of the Taoist Sect occasionally passed by. They belonged to the lineage of the Grand Elder and usually practiced under the guidance of Zhou Butler's who served under him.
They did not have Masters; each Zhou Butler had their own responsibilities and did not have the qualifications to take on disciples. However, the disciples of the Grand Elder were qualified to take on students themselves, and their disciples held a status much higher than these ordinary Daoist Disciples.
The Grand Elder said to Ling Mo Xie, "The Gate Master has arranged for you to stay within the gates. Living here with me is probably the safest place for you in the Taoist Sect. You can stay in Xu Qingfeng's courtyard; it will be convenient for him to look after you."
Ling Mo Xie had no objections to the Grand Elder's arrangement and simply nodded. The Grand Elder was not someone with nothing to do, so upon seeing Ling Mo Xie agree, he quickly left, directly handing Ling Mo Xie over to Xu Qingfeng.
Once the Grand Elder left, Ling Mo Xie and Xu Qingfeng naturally relaxed even more. Ling Mo Xie followed Xu Qingfeng to his courtyard, chatting and laughing along the way, appearing quite at ease. Hong Chi was even more lively, bouncing around and curious about everything, getting into mischief.
As for the hidden dangers lurking within the Taoist Sect, they would cross that bridge when they came to it; worrying was of no use.
Meanwhile, while Ling Mo Xie was enjoying himself, there were turbulent undercurrents within the Taoist Sect. It wasn't just the Second Elder's faction that wanted to obtain the Daoist Order Decree and show off in front of the Gate Master.
The Elder faction had a young man who had competed with Ling Mo Xie and naturally believed that their wishes were about to be fulfilled, so they quieted down. However, those who were slower to react began to plot.
In the Taoist Sect, everything was under the control of the Gate Master. They couldn't even dare to mention Ling Mo Xie's name while discussing how to deal with him.
Thus, residents of Wen Dao City were puzzled to find that many prominent figures had coincidentally come into town today. Strangely enough, they did not go to the Taoist Sect's own Listening to the Wind Pavilion but instead chose those ordinary small restaurants.
This nearly turned those restaurants into attractions for onlookers. Fortunately, since they could operate restaurants in Wen Dao City, even small ones had some skills and easily dispersed the crowd.
"Ah! It seems that Ling Mo Xie's arrival at the Taoist Sect is truly unwise. Did you see? So many people are eyeing him!"
"Come on, does he not know? If he can really succeed with the Daoist Order Decree, what do these people matter?"
"True enough, but with so many capable people watching him closely... it's hard to say! It's not easy for such a talented commoner to emerge; I have high hopes for him."
"Please, are you foolish? He has a family; when did he become just a commoner genius?"
"His family is not even as good as an ordinary family in Wen Dao City; how can he not be considered a commoner genius..."
"Do you know who his father is?"
Many people began to discuss it, when suddenly one person exclaimed, pointing at the old man beside him, "You, old man, didn't go out to have fun today? You actually have time to listen to us chat?"
"Hehe, I'm just curious!" the old man replied with a smile. It goes without saying that he was the same old man whom Ling Mo Xie had encountered outside the Listening to the Wind Pavilion.
"You guys tell me, among those who want to deal with Ling Mo Xie this time, which group is the most powerful?" the old man asked those around him who were engaged in heated discussion.
Soon, he received a unanimous response: "Isn't that obvious? It must be Elder Three! Ling Mo Xie has offended the Long Family in this city, you all know that, right? Elder Three's surname is Long, and he hasn't even used the Daoist Order Decree himself. It's clear that he's probably very jealous of Ling Mo Xie. Even if he personally takes action, we wouldn't find it surprising!"
The old man nodded, looking at everyone as if they were fools. He laughed and said, "I thought the same thing. I wanted to see if you all shared the same opinion. I didn't expect us to think alike, haha!"
"Tch!" everyone scoffed in unison; this old man really had no shame!
Ling Mo Xie arrived at the Taoist Sect with the Daoist Order Decree. Within the Taoist Sect, undercurrents were stirring. Many people quickly spread news about dealing with him, and within a night, it seemed as if it had grown wings and spread from Wen Dao City in all directions, attracting a lot of attention.
People were discussing fervently, as if they understood the situation better than Ling Mo Xie himself.
Meanwhile, Ling Mo Xie was completely unaware of all this. He chatted happily with Xu Qingfeng and went back to his room to sleep as night fell. As for tomorrow's Elixir competition, he didn't take it seriously at all; instead, he remained cautious of others. He knew well that it wasn't just the Second Elder's faction that would be targeting him.
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