Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny IBWASFM Chapter 1324: 1321: What Defines a Successor of the Dao! (Fi

Chapter 1324: Chapter 1321: What Defines a Successor of the Dao! (First Update)

Whoosh!

Several beams of sword light cleaved through the dark clouds, rushing swiftly forward.

Upon arriving at a blessed place right at the center of this grotto-heaven, the sword light ceased, revealing none other than Tian Yuanqing and Nian Xuexin of the Mingxin Palace, among other senior disciples.

At this mont, they were at the location of the Yellow Sand Hall in the Fifth Grotto-Heavens, but the Yellow Sand Hall had long since lost the prosperity and bustle of its forr days.

The courtyards of yore were all collapsed, shrouded in layers of black fog that allowed no glimpse of even a shadow of a person. The entire Yellow Sand Hall, as well as the whole of the Fifth Grotto-Heavens, was desolate, like a realm of specters.

Tian Yuanqing had a solemn expression because this was the fourth destroyed grotto-heaven they had co across on their journey.

The situation was fundantally similar in each case—sects were destroyed, and the entire grotto-heavens were emptied of people; apart from the pervasive dark clouds, there were not even demon ghosts.

This state of affairs further weighed down Tian Yuanqing’s heart.

Although he had not experienced the ti when demon ghosts wreaked havoc, he had heard his master and the others ntion it more than once.

But even when the demon ghosts’ power was at its peak, they had not shaken the seven major grotto-heavens in the slightest.

This ti, however, four grotto-heavens had already been destroyed.

Even the normally smiling Nian Xuexin’s little face beca very serious, her voice grave: “Senior Brother, should we disperse all this demon ghost energy?”

Tian Yuanqing shook his head, “No need, these grotto-heavens are already voids, not even one demon ghost is to be found here—dispersing this ghostly energy is useless and would only waste our cultivation!”

“So, what’s our next step?” asked Nian Xuexin.

Tian Yuanqing looked towards the distant sky and let out a slow breath, saying firmly: “Continue to inspect the other grotto-heavens, I refuse to believe these demon ghosts can really turn the heavens upside down!”

Nian Xuexin nodded, then hesitantly asked, “Which grotto-heaven shall we go to next?”

Another senior brother standing by said gravely, “Golden Cauldron Pavilion!”

“Golden Cauldron Pavilion? The one that is the weakest and has always ranked at the bottom?” Nian Xuexin was slightly stunned, then shook her head.

“I think there’s no need to go, after all, on our way here, we’ve seen it all—even the Second Grotto-Heavens’ Soul-Dissolving Pavilion has not been spared, Golden Cauldron Pavilion is probably just wasteland now!”

The other disciples also nodded their agreent.

But Tian Yuanqing shook his head, “Even if there’s a glimr of hope, we cannot give up! If Golden Cauldron Pavilion is also a wasteland, then we’ll head straight to the Third Grotto-Heavens’ Lovesick Courtyard!”

Upon hearing the three words ‘Lovesick Courtyard’, a glint of light flashed in everyone’s eyes.

Nian Xuexin also nodded, “That’s right, after all, this ti the grand competition of the Dao lineage is held within Lovesick Courtyard, we must see what is happening there!” she said, her expression growing a bit dim, “I don’t believe that Senior Brother Fang has just died like that!”

Tian Yuanqing sighed softly, knowing that his junior sister had the closest relationship with Fang Xing’an and naturally found it hard to accept everything that had happened.

“Alright! Let’s set out now!”

Tian Yuanqing took the lead, transforming into sword light to forge ahead, with Nian Xuexin and the other disciples closely following. They cleaved through the dark clouds and disappeared into the vast darkness.

Golden Cauldron Pavilion.

All the elders and all the True Disciples had gathered in the Council Hall, and an eerie silence filled the spacious hall; no one spoke a word.

Above the entire Golden Cauldron Pavilion was a thick layer of a light barrier, enveloping the pavilion within and radiating dazzling golden light that dispelled the darkness of the surrounding world.

This was the Golden Light Array that had protected the Golden Cauldron Pavilion and kept it standing to this day.

Yet despite this, there was not a trace of joy on the faces of those present.

For a long ti.

Only the Great Elder, who was both the most senior in standing and currently the strongest in the Golden Cauldron Pavilion, heaved a slow sigh.

“How much longer can the Spirit Stones hold out?”

“Great Elder, with the current rate of depletion, at most… we can hold out for one more day!” replied the elder in charge of the Spirit Stone storeroom, his voice tinged with bitterness.

Despite having anticipated this, the crowd couldn’t help but stir upon hearing that they only had one day left.

Anxiety painted thick upon every face.

After all, everyone understood that once the Spirit Stones were depleted, the Golden Light Array would shatter, and by then, it might be difficult for anyone present to escape unscathed.

Fear of death was quietly creeping into everyone’s heart.

At this mont, the Great Elder gently tapped the table and said tiredly, “Alright, quiet down!”

The crowd gradually fell silent.

The Great Elder swept his gaze across the room and then said softly, “Remove the Spirit Stones and save them for the most critical mont; now… I, this old bag of bones, shall take the lead!”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room was greatly shaken, and many faces were filled with shock as they looked at the Great Elder.

In the old days, when Fu Guang was still in power, this Great Elder was always reticent. And even after Xue An took over the Golden Cauldron Pavilion, he wasn’t very noticeable.

So, it was naturally shocking for many when such words ca out of his mouth.

The Great Elder chuckled, “Although the old is greedy for life and fears death too! A grand establishnt like the Golden Cauldron Pavilion, with a tradition of thousands of years, should not be destroyed by a bunch of vile creatures! And don’t be fooled by my age; this old skeleton, if it were to support the Mountain Protection Array, could hold up for so ti!”

Saying so, the Great Elder slowly rose, his sowhat emaciated figure appearing so tall and imposing at that mont!

Many pairs of eyes began to moisten.

“Great Elder!” soone called out softly.

The Great Elder’s eyebrows lowered gently as he took asured steps forward.

At the sa ti, an even more shocking scene took place.

All the elders present rose to their feet in succession and followed behind the Great Elder.

“Count in!” said Elder Liu from the Tribunal Hall, who was notorious for his love of petty advantages. But at this mont, he had none of the usual sleaziness about him; instead, he looked serene.

“Old Liu, I can’t believe you’d actually stand up to this!” quipped a chubby elder with a chuckle.

“Old Zhu, aren’t you doing the sa?” Elder Liu showed a trace of a smile as well.

This chubby old man was in charge of the magical teachings of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion, and because of his love for food and his surna Zhu, he was often jokingly referred to as Old Pig.

“Heh, how could I miss out on such an occasion?” Old Pig laughed heartily.

“Old man, it hasn’t been in vain being friends with you!” Elder Liu felt his eyes grow acidic.

And so, at that mont, all the elders of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion stood up and followed the Great Elder, slowly walking towards the door.

The disciples respectfully made way, and although they would do so in normal tis, this ti, it was completely heartfelt.

Afterward, the disciples all looked at these elders with admiring eyes.

No one does not wish to live. These elders may have had their flaws in daily life, but when faced with the demon ghosts, mortal enemies of their path and teachings, even the most humble among them would stand and fight.

For they are all the inheritors of the Sect’s tradition!