Chapter 216

Chapter 216: The Daoist Discourse Assembly

“The envoy from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.” In Xu Ming’s mind, an image of a competitive yet somewhat tsundere little girl appeared.

“I wonder if Xuenuo from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect has arrived?” Xu Ming smiled and asked.

If Xuenuo had come, then he wouldn’t have to specially go to the Ten Thousand Sword Sect to see her.

After all, the Ten Thousand Sword Sect was quite far away. If he went there, he wouldn’t know if he could return to Wudu in time for the selection of the Rootless Mystic Realm slots.

“This is unclear, we just arrived at the Heavenly Profound Gate,” Yu Wen Xi chuckled, “But Brother Xu seems to be quite the admirer of beauty, mentioning the beautiful Xuenuo right away.”

The admirer of beauty, put in another four words, would be “lecherous scoundrel.” “What are you talking about?” Miao Feng kicked Yu Wen Xi, “And admirer of beauty? What does Xuenuo’s surname start with? What does Brother Xu’s surname start with? They both come from the Wu Kingdom’s Xu Mansion, what do you think their relationship is?”

“Ah?” Yu Wen Xi immediately realized, looking at Xu Ming in surprise, “That Xuenuo is Brother Xu’s…”

Xu Ming smiled, “Sister.”

“Sorry, sorry.” Yu Wen Xi quickly apologized, “Please forgive me, Brother Xu, I truly didn’t know.”

“It’s fine.” Xu Ming shook his head, “My sister, due to cultivation reasons, has already severed ties with the mundane world. She is no longer a person of the Xu Mansion, nor does she refer to herself as being from the Wu Kingdom’s Xu Mansion. Therefore, it’s normal that most people don’t know, aside from the common folk of the Wu Kingdom.”

Miao Feng smiled, “It’s just a name change, but the blood flowing through both of your veins is the same. Speaking of which, for the Wu Kingdom’s Xu Mansion to produce two prodigies like Brother Xu and Miss Xu, it’s truly remarkable.”

“What are you waiting for? Hurry up! If Miss Xu has come, wouldn’t it delay Brother Xu’s reunion with her?” Yu Wen Xi anxiously said.

“That’s true, should Brother Xu go check out the Daoist Discourse Assembly?” Miao Feng asked.

“Alright.” Xu Ming nodded, then called out to Shen Sheng Sheng who was playing with a centipede in the courtyard, “Sheng Sheng, let’s go, we’re going out to play.”

“Ohhh~” Hearing they were going out to play, Shen Sheng Sheng’s eyes lit up immediately. She grabbed the centipede, ate it in one bite, and ran towards Brother Xu with short steps, “Ba da ba da.”

“Brother Xu, there’s something I want to ask you, not whether Brother Xu can resolve my doubts.”

As Xu Ming and his group moved towards the location of the Daoist Discourse Assembly, Yu Wen Xi approached Xu Ming shyly, looking like a pure-hearted young man.

Xu Ming smiled, “Brother Yu Wen, just ask directly. There’s no need to be so polite between us.”

Miao Feng teased on the side, “This guy isn’t being polite at all. He’s shy and wants to ask about He Qingqing.”

“Hehehe…” Yu Wen Xi bashfully rubbed his head.

Xu Ming curiously asked, “I don’t even know He Qingqing, what can Brother Yu Wen ask me?”

“No, no, it’s not a big deal.” Yu Wen Xi hastily waved his hands, “Just that… I heard that Brother Xu fought against He Qingqing yesterday, right? What did Brother Xu think of her strength?”

Xu Ming thought for a moment, “He Qingqing is actually quite strong. Although I won in the end, she certainly gave me some trouble.”

Xu Ming was speaking honestly.

Despite He Qingqing not lasting more than ten rounds under his hands, her strength was indeed pretty good.

“So, Brother Xu, how does He Qingqing’s strength compare to mine?” Yu Wen Xi blushed and asked.

When Xu Ming’s gaze fell on Yu Wen Xi, Yu Wen Xi instinctively straightened his back.

How could Xu Ming not understand Yu Wen Xi’s meaning at this point?

Yu Wen Xi was worried that He Qingqing’s strength might be stronger than his. If the woman was stronger than the man, he would lose face in front of He Qingqing and wouldn’t have the courage to pursue her.

“I think Brother Yu Wen’s strength is still a bit stronger than He Qingqing’s… um, yes.”

In order not to crush Yu Wen Xi’s confidence, Xu Ming lied. Actually, compared to He Qingqing, Yu Wen Xi might not last a hundred rounds, and beyond a hundred rounds, he would likely be beaten down.

“Hahaha, that’s how it is.” Yu Wen Xi immediately relaxed, even showing a hint of pride, “But this is normal. After all, I am a man, it’s natural to be a bit stronger than He Qingqing.”

On the side, Miao Feng rolled his eyes at Yu Wen Xi, wanting to say, “We’re all cultivators, strength has nothing to do with gender. And didn’t you notice Brother Xu stuttering? He was comforting you.”

But seeing Yu Wen Xi’s proud appearance, Miao Feng couldn’t say anything.

The three laughed and chatted along the way. After an incense stick’s time, they arrived at the location of the Daoist Discourse Assembly.

The Daoist Discourse Assembly was held on a small plain within the Heavenly Profound Gate.

When Xu Ming’s group arrived, the small plain was already bustling with people, looking like a market day.

Everyone wore clothes of different styles, representing various sects and kingdoms.

This plain had many magic arrays and barriers set up.

The magic arrays and barriers divided this place into block after block of arenas, ensuring that each match wouldn’t interfere with each other, and cultivators outside could also see the battles inside.

If you wanted to duel someone, just find an unoccupied magic array and enter.

In short, this small plain was very lively.

When Xu Ming’s group landed on the plain, Shen Sheng Sheng, with excellent self-protection awareness, tightly held onto Xu Ming’s hand, fearing she might get lost.

Xu Ming glanced at the rewards written on the nearby bulletin board—

[Five Consecutive Wins — Reward: Ten medium-grade spirit stones.]

[Six Consecutive Wins — Reward: Twenty medium-grade spirit stones.]

[Seven Consecutive Wins — Reward: Thirty medium-grade spirit stones.]

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[Ten Consecutive Wins — Reward: One high-grade spirit stone.]

[Achieve Ten Victories — Reward: Fifty medium-grade spirit stones.]

[Achieve Twenty Victories — Reward: One high-grade spirit stone.]

[Most Wins of the Day — Reward: Ten high-grade spirit stones.]

There were also some cross-border victory rewards and so on.

The rewards were varied. Although they weren’t exceptionally outstanding, they were absolutely not shabby.

One advantage of this was that everyone was indeed engaging in discourse matches, unnecessary fierce fighting over heavy rewards would ruin harmony.

However, Xu Ming noticed that some cultivators placed bets themselves before participating in matches.

Fortunately, under the protection of these magic arrays, if someone received a fatal injury, they would be expelled by the magic array, avoiding any life-threatening danger.

Just as Xu Ming was looking at the rewards, voices of cultivators around him spoke up, “Who is that woman? Already fifteen consecutive wins, right?”