Chapter 1308: Chapter 1307: A Fight With You, Huang Xuequan
“In the next few days, I’ll first train the general outline of the consciousness entity, and then input my own mories into it.”
“Since it’s about divine sense, if there’s anything you don’t understand, feel free to ask ,” Xu Zii said.
Actually, he also practices this external body technique, but he’s different from Wu Zhaodi.
The other person practices it purely as consciousness, while he practices it as a complete external body.
As for the candidate for the external body, it was actually prepared a long ti ago.
Previously, when he visited the Eternal Ancient Continent, he had borrowed a physique, which is now placed within the Divine Continent.
Now is just the right ti to use it.
The defense of the Tianluan Immortal Palace is not strict; after the two passed through the gates, they didn’t encounter many disciples along the way.
Perhaps it is because the only Miyun Mountain in the Immortal Palace is perilous, with snow accumulating year-round, making it difficult for ordinary people to ascend.
Or perhaps, due to the disciple competition, most people went to watch, allowing the two to move on unimpeded.
“I’m looking for soone,” Wu Zhaodi said halfway.
She took out a boneless golden fish from the Storage Ring and then squeezed it directly.
“Grandpa Wang is a Fish Spirit who trained to beco human; he gave a fish bone, and as long as I crush it, he can sense wherever I am,” Wu Zhaodi explained.
“After my mother was hard and I beca destitute, Grandpa Wang was the only one who protected .”
Shortly after Wu Zhaodi’s voice fell, a figure flew over from afar at high speed, riding the winds and breaking the waves.
In an instant, the old man’s figure, with a strong presence, had reached the two of them.
“You’re mad, how dare you co to the Tianluan Immortal Palace,” the old man exclaid in astonishnt without asking much.
“I’ll get you out of here.”
“Grandpa Wang, don’t get excited,” Wu Zhaodi smiled.
“If I can co, naturally I’m not afraid of them.”
Grandpa Wang gave Wu Zhaodi a puzzled look, ensuring she wasn’t controlled or seized in so way.
Only then did he look at Xu Zii.
“The kid who drifted from the Fan Sea?”
Back when Xu Zii floated to Fan Sea Village on a leaf, Grandpa Wang and Wu Zhaodi were together, so he naturally had seen him before.
“Let’s hear it, what plan do you have?” Grandpa Wang led the two to a secluded place and asked.
“We’ve co today to destroy this Tianluan Immortal Palace,” Xu Zii said with a smile.
“Or maybe let her beco the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace sowhat carelessly.”
Upon hearing Xu Zii’s words, Grandpa Wang gave him a look as if he were a fool.
“We’ve allied with the Haotian Sect,” Wu Zhaodi quickly explained.
“They owe a favor, so they agreed to help us,” Xu Zii said.
“Really?” Grandpa Wang still found it hard to believe.
“Grandpa Wang, when have I ever lied to you? You’ll find out soon,” Wu Zhaodi said.
“I heard the sect is holding a disciple competition; I’d like to see Huang Xuequan.”
“I’ll take you there, at the Immortal Court Platform,” Grandpa Wang said.
With his guidance, the three headed towards the Immortal Court Platform, moving unobstructed along the way.
“After Huang Xuequan took office, anyone who had a different opinion from him was basically dismissed.
So were even imprisoned.
He had only recently assud office and doesn’t want too much bloodshed; otherwise, none of these people would survive,” Grandpa Wang spoke of the current situation at the Tianluan Immortal Palace.
“I understand, eliminating dissidents,” Wu Zhaodi nodded.
The three passed through an Immortal Gate, and the nearby sounds of clamor began to reach their ears.
“Go Lu Senior Brother, fight for our Heaven Light Hall.”
“Cha Senior Brother, hit him, use your Mixed Yuan Six Harmonies Slash.”
A large number of disciples surrounded the Immortal Court Platform shouting; this so-called Immortal Court Platform is a piece of open-air high platform.
Who knows what material it’s made from.
It floats in a circular form, surrounded by vast immortal mist.
Two figures are battling on the Immortal Court Platform, with disciples encircling the platform tightly.
The higher-ups of the Tianluan Immortal Palace are seated on floating chairs that are even higher than the Immortal Court Platform.
These seats are enveloped in immortal light, gleaming like gold.
The silhouette of those sitting appears tall and imposing.
“They are imitating the Holy Court,” Grandpa Wang said from the side.
“Holy Court?” Xu Zii frowned slightly.
He harbored strong distaste for the na, as the opponent was always a subtle rival.
The Yuan Central Continent, when he was bearing his destiny, the opponent had already noticed him.
“Yes, I heard the founder of the Immortal Palace was once summoned by the Holy Ancestor.
Had the chance to visit the Myriad Tribulations Holy Court and returned amazed as a Heavenly Being,” Wu Zhaodi nodded in agreent.
“The Immortal Palace is modeled after the Holy Court, but reportedly, their imitation wasn’t successful, turning out poorly.”
Xu Zii remained silent, his gaze lingering on those seated in the floating chairs above.
Eventually, he shifted his gaze back to the Immortal Court Platform.
One of the n had already been defeated, while Senior Brother Lu stood proudly atop, with imposing montum.
“Senior Brother Lu Zhian will likely be at the top of the list again this year,” a disciple said enviously.
“Why use ‘again’? I rember Senior Brother Lu was only second last year.”
“Shut up, the first-ranked Wu Yu’nie has been expelled from the Immortal Palace, so naturally, Senior Brother Lu is the first now,” a follower of Lu Zhian retorted.
“After all, Senior Brother Lu is the direct disciple of the Palace Master, it’s not surprising.”
“Is anyone else willing to challenge?” Lu Zhian asked disdainfully, looking around.
The surroundings fell silent, no one dared to respond.
“I’ll fight you,” a woman’s voice ca through suddenly.
Lu Zhian frowned slightly; he thought the voice sounded sowhat familiar.
Suddenly, he widened his eyes, as if recalling sothing.
The crowd parted, and Wu Zhaodi lightly stomped her right foot, her whole body like a duckweed, rising into the air and leaping onto the Immortal Court Platform.
“Will this be a problem?” Grandpa Wang said worriedly.
“Consider it a pre-al dessert,” Xu Zii laughed.
“It’s Senior Sister Wu,”
“How could Wu Yu’nie dare show up?”
“This is getting interesting, as far as I know, Lu Zhian’s record against Senior Sister Wu has never resulted in a victory.”
The disciples around imdiately beca interested, discussing amongst themselves.
On those seats above, the one sitting in the middle was a man with blood-colored hair.
He appeared more androgynous.
His face was gentle, blood-colored long hair draped over his shoulders and fluttered in the wind, donned in a white Qiankun Robe, with an Immortal Wheel exuding a faint glow behind him.
“How dare she return,” Huang Xuequan clenched his right hand tightly, gripping the seat beside him.
“Walking right into the trap.”
He didn’t believe Wu Zhaodi was that foolish; there must be so other purpose.
“Palace Master, should we capture her?” a nearby elder asked.
“No rush, since she’s entered the Tianluan Immortal Palace, capturing her is just a matter of ti,” Huang Xuequan said coolly.
“Let’s watch, see what she ultimately intends.”
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