After burying the dead family, Lyu Hao took out a few jars of wine from his Ring of Holding and found a spot on the mountain slope to rest along with Wang Bugui and Zhao Changge. They drank and chatted happily under the moonlight like long lost brothers.
Wang Bugui lamented the lack of practitioners like Zhao and Lyu amongst their peers. They upheld justice, disliked evil with a vengeance and were completely unlike those losers that they had just got rid of. He knew that it was just wishful thinking on his part, however; there were good and bad people everywhere in this world. Sometimes, there were more evil people around, and their might would usually be greater than that of forces of good.
They led extravagant and wasteful lives while continuously oppressing people from the bottom rung of society, doing as they wished with the lives of these poor folk. Those men who could work were forced to do hard labor and discarded once the last bit of usefulness ha
Wang Bugui and his two friends arrived at old street. No one was walking around in the quiet night, and they were only accompanied by gust after gust of cool wind. They were standing outside an old temple, and it looked a little creepy in the darkness of night. "There's a Dragon Trapping Well inside? Why is it in a temple, and why is there a bridge beside us?" Wang Bugui asked, feeling perplexed as he had never heard anyone talk about this place when he was traveling in the streets of Beijing. Zhao Changge laughed and explained, "This Dragon Trapping Well was already in the City of Beijing since the Ming Dynasty, and everyone knows about it. Don't you?" "I didn't. From the name of the well, I presume that a dragon is being trapped inside?" Wang Bugui asked somewhat sceptically. According to his master, divine beasts from ancient historical times, such as the true dragon, immortal phoenix, Kun, Peng and qilins had already vanished from Earth a long time ag
"Buzz..." A sound rang out as the four companions passed through the gateway of light one after the other, arriving at the inner dimension of the Dragon Trapping Well. The gateway shut itself up as they entered, and it was completely dark inside, as if the evening sky had been completely swallowed by the dark night. Wang Bugui attempted to unleash his sense field and realized that it was now restricted to a small radius of fewer than 100 meters. After some observation, he noticed that there was only one path available to them, and he did not know where it led to exactly. "The radius of my sense field is about 100 meters. What about you guys?" asked Wang Bugui. "50 meters," Lyu Hao replied as he frowned. "Same here," Zhao Changge replied, frowning as well. "About the same as you people. I have a treasure that can help us scout ahead, however. I can take point," Yu Wude suggested as he drew out a compass.
It was as if the dragon was issuing sentences to the four companions. Either obey or die. "What benefit will we stand to gain if we let you out? I bet we'll die anyway, right?" Wang Bugui asked as he grunted coldly. He was the only one who could still think clearly now. "No, I'll give you something." "What is that?" "If I point you to the path of immortality, would you be willing to free me?" The ancient dragon asked Wang Bugui. It made the hearts of his three companions beat faster, and they could feel their emotions stir. Regardless of era, being directed to the path of immortality was the lifelong dream of all practitioners! "The path of immortality?" Wang Bugui was the first to speak. "Right. You have considerable talent, and I can help you onto the path of immortality. You only need to follow my instructions and release the seal binding me, and I'll give you a treasure rarely seen
"Whoosh!" The insane amount of energy dispersed, and the blinding white light disappeared, leaving only clouds of dust twirling in the air. "Spurt!" Wang Bugui flew out backward from the dust and he could feel the taste of iron in his throat as he kept coughing up blood. His body was broken and covered with terrible wounds. The bones in his arms and calves had been wrung into bits by the insane energy shockwave. He then gritted his teeth and channeled the Whole after Thousand Disasters technique to heal his wounds. He was still in Eight Limits Universal Order form, which had temporarily increased his power to the Sage Realm. As a result, it took just a few minutes half of his entire body to revert back to its original state. "Oh? You managed to absorb an attack at my maximum strength. That's no small matter," the ancient dragon muttered before unleashing another beam of power. He wanted to uncover the secret behin
The Sun rose, and golden rays of light pierced through the dark night. Sunlight soon poured down gently onto the Earth, warming it up and the streets of Shandong were bustling with activity. "Hey, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, pay attention! Our bus is bound for the tourist area of Mount Tai, and there were limited seats. Strictly on first come first serve basis!" a ticket seller standing in front of a huge coach yelled, trying to attract the attention of potential customers. Wang Bugui and his sworn brothers were touring not far away from the coach, and the commotion caught his attention. If he had seen this a few days ago, he would have lamented his lack of money and went on his way alone. Now, he merely smiled. He was no longer alone. He had three sworn brothers with him now, and he could finally feel the warmth of a family after waiting for an entire decade. Earlier on today in the morning, they had traversed the skies and hurrie
Wang Bugui and company toured the mountain and took their time to enjoy the scenery as they walked slowly to the peak of Mount Tai. Due to the unique viewing angles and terrain, they really felt as if the mountain dwarfed other peaks. They could see the lands around the mountain clearly, and they instinctively stopped to feel its immense majestic aura. "After walking for a while, I really feel that this mountain has an overwhelming aura. It's no wonder that kings and emperors from the past would choose to pay their respects to the Heavens at this place. One could really feel on top of the world and all powerful here," Wang Bugui could not help but marvel at the exquisite beauty of this place. If Mount Kunlun was a vast land of snow and boundless, then Mount Tai was majestic and overpowering. Yu Wude and the other two nodded. After climbing up the highest peak of Mount Tai, all of them could feel lofty aspirations stirring within themselves, and they could
The Pure Land of Mount Tai was lush and green. The howls of various animals could be heard, and occasionally unknown birds of prey would swoop across the skies. They were ferocious beasts that came from the line of ancient historical beasts and much stronger that any beast of the present age. They resided in the nine divine peaks, and the divine aura of the main peak was the strongest. There was a huge parade square on the holy and elegant main peak. It was the location where every meet would be held, and a huge palace was above it. It looked as majestic as royal palaces, and not only was it entirely white, countless rays of white light shot out from within, giving it a holy aura. The Headmasters, elders and important figures of various sects sat in front of various palaces. Their cultivation base was profound, and they used magic to separate the other practitioners at the parade square. They seemed to solemnly discuss something. Everyone seemed to be esp
Leng Shuangrong instantly returned to her throne after announcing the start of the Gathering of Practitioners. The First Elder of her sect, Tong Yixing, walked up again and explained the rules of competition, elimination, the competition system, timings, lodging arrangements as well as other matters to take note of to the practitioners. After listening to the brief, Wang Bugui felt that the Gathering of Practitioners was very similar to the Olympics. The arrangements were comprehensive and adequate, and the only thing it lacked was variety. There was only one prize in everyone's mind, and it was to seize the title at the end of the competition. Either that, or be ranked top 16. Only the top 16 would be allocated resources for cultivation or be rewarded with magical artifacts. The first contest was a huge battle royale between groups of 50 practitioners each. The last 16 who survived would progress to the next round of competition, where they would be allo