A young man was all in snow-white attire, with a long sword on his back. He separated the crowd with an invisible aura and appeared in the hall instantaneously. Sitting quietly at another table, he took out an ingot of gold and motioned for the waiter to serve wine.
The young man’s temperament was extremely free from vulgarity. He seemed to be otherworldly. Obviously he was sitting there, but he seemed not to exist, making people feel very weird.
He was also a master who should not be ignored.
“He comes unexpectedly,” Dao Qingcheng murmured.
The crowd outside was closely watching the hall and began to get excited. Somebody had already recognized the otherworldly teenager. He was the first young superior of the Clear Mind Sword Sect, Feng Xingyue, One Sword Clear Mind, and he was also one of Clear Mind Sect’s candidates for the future head. His strength was fathomless.
Before the crowd’s exclamation came to an end, suddenly, the gentle ticking of Buddha beads was heard, containing a strange rhythm. The sound made people grow quiet and peaceful, forgetting all pains and troubles. As the strange sound got closer and closer, everyone became dazzled. A pretty Buddha nun in white appeared in the hall of the restaurant without being noticed.
The nun was sixteen years old with a peerless appearance. She was delicate to the extreme. Her skin was as white as mutton-fat jade; it was also crystal clear and flawless. Her black robe set off her inviolable holiness. With a blue hat, she was holding a white jade horsetail whisk in one hand and a string of white jade Buddha beads in the other. The beads were gently being ticked off, setting out a strange voice.
The nun was ticking off the Buddha beads very gently, and their collision was hardly heard, but it sounded in every one’s brains. Even if people covered their ears, they still could not block the sound.
It was Lei Tingchan, the Little Buddha.
She was the young superior from the Zero Thought Sect, one of the nine sects.
“Oh, my God! What day is today? What place is this? Ding Hao from the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, Double Prides of Wind and Thunder from the Thunder Sect, Dao Qingcheng from the Chopping Sun City, One Sword Clear Mind from the Clear Mind Sect and the Little Buddha from the Zero Thought Sect… why have all of them come here? It’s amazing. The wind and clouds are converging. The dragons and the tigers are fighting each other. The young superiors are all here!”
Someone cried out in surprise.
So many young superiors showed up, which made the whole pub become weird. For those people watching from afar, it was a rare grand view. It was a chance of a lifetime to see the young superiors of the nine sects in the Snow Province gathering together.
Ding Hao slightly frowned.
If things were abnormal, there had to be some evildoers involved.
All of a sudden, so many young superiors appeared in that unknown pub; it was not a coincidence. Why did they go there together? Did they all go for Ding Hao? It was unlikely. Some of them had the killing intent aimed at Ding Hao, but so many young geniuses with various talents were absolutely not necessarily attracted to go to the pub.
Just when Ding Hao was meditating about such fact, two extremely strong waves were surging outside, and in a flash, the waves entered the pub.
Another master had arrived.
When the crowd looked askance at the door, they saw that a man and a woman like a couple of immortals had entered the hall in a flash of white light. They were both in white. The man was tall and handsome with a delicate manner. His black hair was falling down like waterfall. His eyes were bright with dashing eyebrows. He was filled with an indescribable elegance. The woman was dressed in a white skirt with a white jade hairpin inserted in the bun. She swayed like a white lotus in the wind. She was extraordinary and refined. She seemed to be otherworldly, due to her ethereal and beautiful appearance.
The man and the woman were just like the sun and the moon in the sky. Their dresses were not stained with dust, making people involuntarily pay attention to them. Where they appeared, they would easily become the focus and center of attention.
“Those two, with such temperament, should be the Reincarnated Holy Son and Saint Girl of the Ninth Generation from the Dependent Arising Sect. Ding Hao checked the information, and soon he came to such conclusion. In order to participate in the Sect Level Conference, the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had high hopes for Ding Hao; it had offered him all kinds of materials, including information about top masters of other sects in the younger generation for his further study. Though Ding Hao had never been out of the mountain gate, he knew those masters very well.
The Dependent Arising Sect, one of the nine sects, was relatively mysterious and had always remained neutral, never involving itself in struggles between the Tranquility Academy and the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.
It was said it was a sect who believed in reincarnation. It was similar to the Buddhist theory of reincarnation, but it was actually quite different. The authentic learning of the Reincarnation Secrets of Fate for Life was very profound. It ranked first in the list of unique skills in the Snow Province, also being above the Secrets of Peaceful and Clean Time of the Tranquility Academy and the Taixuan Sword-seeking Scripture of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. However, that Sect was extremely fastidious and strict in the disciples’ enrollment. It only had one hundred masters and disciples after developing for tens of thousands of years. The reason why it could be ranked among the nine sects was that the individual combat power of the Dependent Arising Sect’s disciples was extremely strong. The head was a super strong man in the Half-step Martial Emperor Realm, and few people dared to challenge him.
The Dependent Arising Sect attached great importance to the Sect’s spiritual inheritance. The disciples who were able to be the Sect’s Holy Son and Saint Girl should not only have rare and outstanding talent and aptitude, but also comply with many other conditions. In addition, only they were considered as the reincarnations of the previous superiors, who had ascended to heaven and become immortals.
The man and the woman before the crowd were around eighteen years old. They were very outstanding, as they could become the Holy Son and the Saint Girl of the Dependent Arising Sect.
The Holy Son of the Dependent Arising Sect had bright eyes. When he glanced at the people in the hall, he had no intention to say hello to them and instead he strode toward an empty table against the east window and quietly sat with the Saint Girl of the Dependent Arising Sect. They seemed to be expecting something.
“F*ck! Everyone has come. There is too little meat for so many wolves,” Dao Qingcheng murmured.
“Senior Brother Ding, something seems to be wrong…” Li Lan whispered to him through the secret voice-sending skill.
Ding Hao nodded. Looking at Dao Qingcheng, he said, “Brother Dao, you come here for…? ”
Before he had finished his words, Ding Hao changed his face suddenly. He made a holding gesture in the void and an ice sword appeared in his hand. Then he waved the sword.
A cold stripe flashed, the pub was foggy and people looked around.
In the air there was a faint sound. When the ice sword became quiet and still, more than one hundred awn needles as thin as cattle hair were attached to the sword. The needle points showed the blue color of some poison. People could not help but feel scared when they saw the sword.
The awn needle was specially used to break some body-protection Qi. Once the needle entered the body, it could travel inside it freely. If the needle went along the meridians against the blood flow direction, it could break the apertures of the meridians and finally arrive at the Dantian and the heart. The man affected would be killed invisibly. Even the primordial master could not force the needle out of the body. Such skill was extremely vicious.
