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Chapter 1788: Although we’re fakes, we can’t lose out on momentum when making an appearance!

1788: Although we’re fakes, we can’t lose out on momentum when making an appearance!

For Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue, the treasure that could free Fairy Sixth Cultivator of True Virtue from the bindings of the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber was of utmost importance. However, the Big Dipper was also very important to many of the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group. Which was why he decided that whenever the Big Dipper appeared, he would bring the fellow daoists of the group to fight for it.

As Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue’s voice faded, there were already many practitioners and Celestials vying for this Big Dipper.

The Celestials had retreated slightly due to the fierce beasts, but they’d remained in formation even after retreating. Moreover, even when they did retreat, they still held the most advantageous position among those present. As such, when the Big Dipper shot into the sky, they were able to immediately make their move to intercept the Big Dipper.

However, being in the most advantageous position also made them a common target for everyone else.

As proof of that, just as the Celestials made their move, saber light streaked across the sky, directly targeting their ranks. This saber light did not pay any heed to the Big Dipper, caring only about the Celestials.

This saber light was white-colored and flawless, and the saber intent behind it was domineering and overbearing. Everything that stood in its path was crushed. The technique was very recognizable.

The saber light tore into the Celestials’ large formation. With that, a corner of the large formation was cut out, and the dozen or so Celestials who bore the brunt of the attack were utterly crushed. The saber light continued unabated, rushing into that gap in the formation, and then exploded.

“White Wall Three Lives Saber!” Someone recognized the saber light.

The White Wall Three Lives Saber was not the name of a specific expert, but rather a famous cultivation clan. This was a clan of cultivators which was once as famous as the Spirit River Su Clan, but had been facing a slight decline in the past thousand years. However, in terms of overall strength, they possessed the strength of a large cultivation force.

After the saber light, twenty cultivators of the Three Lives Saber Clan came out. Their goal was not the Big Dipper, but the Celestials. Each of these cultivators wore angry and murderous expressions, clearly wanting to chop the Celestials into pieces.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator said, “I heard that the Three Lives Saber Clan has ten Fifth Stage geniuses that they focused on nurturing. During the period when they were exhausted from exchanging views on saber techniques and discussing the saber path, they were raided by a large group of Celestials. Of the ten genius, eight died and two were severely injured. Eight golden cores with at least six dragon patterns, giving those who had them the qualifications to become Seventh Stage Venerables, were taken away as trophies by the Celestials.”

With what had happened, it was no wonder that cultivators of the Three Lives Saber Clan paid no heed to the Big Dipper and were instead hell-bent on rushing towards the Celestials.

No matter which force it was, they would undoubtedly become furious if the geniuses they painstakingly nurtured got hunted down for their golden cores.

Venerable Yellow Mountain said calmly, “In the recent campaign to hunt down Celestials, when it comes to rankings for Celestials hunted, the cultivators of the White Wall Three Lives Saber have maintained a position within the top five. It appears that they want to repay the blood debt from the Celestials a hundredfold.”

The troubles the Celestials were going to face had only begun.

After the cultivators of the White Wall Three Lives Saber made their move, several other groups of cultivators also attacked the Celestials. They were all helpers invited by the Three Lives Saber Clan.

A huge immortal war boat emerged, and spheres rose from it. Each of these spheres was engraved with runes, and magical technique formations shot out from these spheres, shooting towards the Celestials in the distance. Every attack fell into the gap in the Celestials’ formation.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator explained, “This is the offensive magical treasure of the Gold Ruins Sect. Due to its large size, it needs immortal boats to carry it. Its main function is defense, and this attack is merely a way of taking advantage of the current situation.”

In the distance, a group of cultivators from the scholarly faction appeared. They stood far behind the immortal war boat, unfolded their scrolls, and began speedily writing. Every time they wrote a character, righteous qi poured into the runes, and faint voices sang and shouted in the air, chanting the words on the scroll.

These scholars were also helpers invited by the Three Lives Saber Clan.

They were responsible for strengthening their camp. As the runes formed from righteous qi continued to rise and fall, whether it was the immortal war boat or those of the Three Lives Saber Clan attacking at the front, the more they fought, the more courageous they became.

At the rear, there were several batches of experts. After receiving the buffs of the scholarly faction and the protection of the Gold Ruins Sect’s magical treasure, they followed the saber cultivators of the Three Lives Saber Clan and rushed towards the Celestials.

With the saber cultivators of the Three Lives Saber Clan taking the lead, some powerful cultivators among the onlookers also made their move. The Celestials could be used to exchange for rewards, and the rewards were not bad. In addition, without breaking through the Celestials’ large formation, it would be difficult to form a group to compete for the Big Dipper.

At this time, the Big Dipper had been shot to a very high altitude.

In the camp of the Celestials, one of the closest Venerable-level Celestials made her move. She brandished a colorful cloud in her hands and made it wrap around the Big Dipper.

Afterward, she stretched out her hand and prepared to bring the treasure back.

“Whoosh!”

At this time, there was a wheel-shaped magical treasure that flashed out of thin air, cutting apart the colorful cloud of the Celestial Venerable.

“Hahaha, this Big Dipper isn’t something you Celestials should touch. Today, as long as I’m here, don’t even think about taking it away!” The wheel-shaped divine weapon turned around and flew to a higher altitude.

In the clouds, a handsome cultivator descended, gently stepping on the wheel-shaped divine weapon.

In an instant, the eyes of most of the people present fell on this handsome cultivator.

Someone exclaimed, “It’s Venerable Tornado!”

Venerable Tornado, who was stepping on the child wheel section of the Space Cutting Mother-Child Wheel, made his appearance in a very eye-catching manner.

He stretched out his hand and stroked his hair lightly—[Look at me! Look at me! Everyone, look at me! I am the most eye-catching man here, I am the most dazzling Venerable!]

The Celestial Venerable looked at Venerable Tornado coldly. She then took action once more, with the cloud-shaped magical treasure of hers turning into a giant bow. She pulled on the bowstring, then let go, resulting in a rain of arrows violently shooting towards Venerable Tornado.

“It’s useless. Your attack is too weak!” The corners of Venerable Tornado’s mouth curled up, and the Space Cutting Mother-Child Wheel under his feet began spinning. In this state, the wheel would even be able to cut through space; it caused the rain of arrows to be completely obliterated.

Venerable Tornado knew that he undoubtedly looked really handsome at this moment.

However, when he resisted the arrows, he caught sight of an Eighth Stage Celestial within the enemy camp.

With the other party present, I’m afraid that I won’t be able to appear in the headlines of the Daily Cultivator tomorrow…

After all, an Eighth Stage Profound Sage had the power to single-handedly determine the outcome of the battle.

“Swoosh~” While Venerable Tornado was in thought, a small Celestial emerged from the enemy camp, the wings on their back unfurling.

This type of Celestial was extremely fast. In an instant, they were able to fly to the Big Dipper and grab onto it. At that same moment, they brought out a small bottle, ready to store the Big Dipper inside it.

Thirty Celestials followed behind this one, forming a defensive formation to protect them.

Seeing that the Celestials were about to succeed, another force suddenly made their appearance.

A small mountain peak smashed down, smashing the Celestial variant who had the small bottle in hand, as well as the thirty Celestials behind.

After the small mountain peak descended, a sky bridge that crossed through the air appeared on the mountain peak.

Rumbling sounds could be heard as horse hoofs stamped on the sky bridge.

Colorful light galloped from the other end of the bridge alongside faint bursts of bestial roars. It was a carriage dragged by ten dragon horses. The colorful light came from the feet of the dragon horse spirit beasts.

On the carriage, a sleepy young man with elegant black hair sat lazily.

He was alone, but he carried the momentum of an entire infantry.

Venerable Tornado whispered softly, “An Eighth Stage Profound Sage.”

The other party wasn’t a recently-ascended Profound Sage, but rather a Profound Sage from at least a thousand years ago. They did not cause one to experience the ‘Nobody Under the Heavens Doesn’t Know of Me’ effect, resulting in their Sage Name remaining unknown.

[The way they made their appearance is even better than mine…] Venerable Tornado’s momentum was eclipsed.

Song Shuhang looked at the other party’s carriage, which was drawn by ten dragon horses, their bridge that spanned across the sky, and the mountain peak which the bridge laid on. And then, he looked down at his own Divine Lobster’s Chariot, as well as the tables and chairs on it, along with the eight dishes, soup, and a big pot of rice…

Soft Feather said, “Senior Song, you’ve been thoroughly defeated.”

Song Shuhang replied, “Mm-hm, I know, Soft Feather.”

A veteran Profound Sage was a veteran Profound Sage, after all, and they had to be domineering in their appearance.

Back when Immortal Fairy Bie Xue’s Immortal Feast was held, due to the venue’s limitations, the various Profound Sages didn’t have a way to appear too ostentatiously.

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The dragon horse carriage stopped on the mountain peak.

The young man in the carriage waved lazily, and the Big Dipper floated up and flew towards him.

“Hmph!” The Eighth Stage Profound Sage among the Celestials finally made a move.

The air between her and the Big Dipper shook slightly, and then the Big Dipper seemed to become frozen in place. It remained suspended in the air, and did not move.

“I’ve got some use for this Big Dipper.” The young man on the dragon horse carriage looked at the Celestial, smiling slightly. “Give it to me, and I will turn around and leave.”

The Celestial Profound Sage sneered, and then said, “Jiligula~”.

It appeared that there was a language barrier.

Despite that, it seemed quite clear that the Celestial Profound Sage did not want to give up on this Big Dipper. Two bones extended out from her back as she entered combat mode.

“Yo, Sage Monarch Kerria, your wig today is very handsome.” In the distance, a pleasant voice sounded, and a golden ocean rushed in.

Above the golden ocean sat a tall, red-haired woman in cool clothing. She was like a beautiful sea monster, her every move filled with a strange charm, and her golden dragon pupils filled with pressure.

This Sage Monarch was someone Song Shuhang recognized. She had shown up at Immortal Fairy Bie Xue’s Immortal Feast. A Profound Sage from among the ancient witches, Sage Monarch Enchanting Dream. Back then, she came in a chariot led by two golden dragon beasts, but it looked like she had changed it up this time.

That golden sea was actually a sea of insects. Each of the beetles was about the size of a gold coin, and they collectively formed a large ocean. These beetles were all her familiars.

“It isn’t a wig.” Sage Monarch Kerria turned his head and gently stroked his long hair. “This time, I got hair transplanted onto my head, isn’t it handsome?”

“A bald head still suits you better.” Sage Monarch Enchanting Dream licked her sexy lips. “Your bald self did look way more delicious, much more suitable to be fed to my insects.”

Sage Monarch Kerria didn’t want to dwell on the topic of his previously ‘bald self’. He said bluntly, “Are you also interested in the Big Dipper?”

“No, my goal is the Celestials.” Sage Monarch Enchanting Dream looked at the Celestials with her beautiful eyes. “They are very suitable for nurturing my new insects. Anyway… Fellow Daoist Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue, what about you? What’s your aim in coming here?”

Sage Monarch Enchanting Dream turned her head and looked not far away.

She had met Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue at the Immortal Feast, and they had once held a lecture together, so she could recognize his aura.

Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue treaded on the air, taking one step at a time.

Behind him, a treasured saber was spinning. The saber projected a phoenix that covered the sky and earth—it was the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber.

After several Profound Sages appeared, Song Shuhang temporarily transferred the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber from Lady Onion to Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue. For now, Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue was the person who could make the best use of the power of the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber.

Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue said calmly, “Although my personal aim is something else, this Big Dipper can also be considered to be one of my goals.”

Although he was a newly-ascended Profound Sage, his inheritance came from a supreme ‘primordial treasure’, added to it were his recent adventures and his several direct encounters with the ‘laws’. Now that he had the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber in hand again, he had the power to fight against veteran Profound Sages.

“You wish to take away the Big Dipper I have in hand?” Sage Monarch Kerria stared at Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue. While he was speaking, he was in a stalemate with the Celestial Profound Sage as they fought for the ownership of the Big Dipper.

Sage Monarch Enchanting Dream said with a smile, “I don’t plan on helping either of you, my goal is the Celestials. But… if you both lose, I don’t mind taking the Big Dipper. Although this kind of thing is useless to me, it can be used to nurture the younger generations.”

Sage Monarch Kerria said, “Both lose? Are you kidding?”

Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue reached into his pocket and silently took out his… phone.

He made a call. “Hello, Fellow Daoist Spirit Butterfly, are you still not here?”

“Fellow Daoist Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue, you have to give me some leeway. Do you know how far your location is from my place?” Profound Sage Spirit Butterfly’s voice came from the phone.

While they were speaking, a blue spirit butterfly could be seen flying deep within the clouds. This blue spirit butterfly looked like a beautiful cloud.

Profound Sage Spirit Butterfly descended with a smile from above the butterfly cloud.

He had a long sword hanging at his waist. His face was like jade, his eyes were like stars, and his bearing was graceful.

Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly, the eleventh Sage in a thousand years!

Soft Feather said happily, “My father is here, Senior Song. I will be going as well.” She put down the tableware and jumped off the Divine Lobster’s Chariot.

Song Shuhang quickly stretched out his hand to hold Soft Feather. “Wait, although we’re fake Profound Sages, we can’t lose out on momentum when we make our appearance. I have the Holy Sword of the End here. You can take it with you.”

Not only could the Holy Sword of the End enhance Soft Feather’s aura, but as it also had the Big-Eyed Planet’s Heart, it could protect her at any time.

“Thank you, Senior Song.” Soft Feather grinned and said, “However, I have something that suits me better.”

Song Shuhang: “???”

In the next moment, Soft Feather made long strides with her long legs, running in the air.

Looking at Soft Feather going away. Doudou suddenly thought, “Right, when fairies run in the air wearing skirts, do they not become exposed? I’ve never paid attention to this before.”

Young Master Phoenix Slayer said calmly, “Doudou, you are too naive. Do you think that a fairy maiden in a skirt has no means to prevent herself from becoming exposed?”

Doudou’s eyes lit up. “Phoenix Slayer, why do you seem to know so much about this? Were you secretly peeping?”

Young Master Phoenix Slayer: “…”

A dangerous light flashed in Phoenix Slayer’s eyes—Turn into a pool, Doudou!

In the air, there was a large patch of light that shone behind the running Soft Feather.

This light became increasingly dazzling.

In the end, it turned into a little sun.

Everyone couldn’t help but look at the little sun, and then the effect of the seal was produced.

Even the ninth Sage in a thousand years, Ancient Sage Spirit Butterfly, had come?