Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny
Chapter 1308 - 1305: The Gathering Storm (3rd Update)

Chapter 1308: Chapter 1305: The Gathering Storm (3rd Update)

Xue An nodded, "What a coincidence! We are also going to participate in the Grand Dao Competition! Why don’t we travel together?"

"Is that... okay?" Fang Xing’an was somewhat surprised.

"Why wouldn’t it be! After all, this is also fate. Otherwise, in such a vast sky, why would you happen to bump into my Flying Boat?" Xue An said with a smile.

Fang Xing’an pondered for a moment, then nodded, "It seems to make some sense!"

"Let’s go! Consider it as making a friend!"

With that, Xue An led Fang Xing’an back into the Flying Boat.

Watching the backs of the two individuals, Hu Ying chuckled.

An Yan looked somewhat astonished, "What are you laughing at?"

Hu Ying mysteriously leaned close to An Yan’s ear, lowering her voice, "Sister Yan, didn’t you notice that Brother Xue’s smile just now was very much like a sly old fox?"

An Yan recalled for a moment, then also smiled wryly.

"It really did look like that!"

"Hehe! Sister Yan, I’ll tell you, whenever Brother Xue smiles like that, it means he’s preparing to deceive someone!"

"Really?" An Yan was somewhat astonished.

Hu Ying nodded, "Really, I saw it myself. Originally, Brother Xue smiled like that, then he tricked my brother into working for him for three years!"

An Yan couldn’t help but widen her eyes.

Meanwhile.

Xue An led Fang Xing’an into the cabin of the Flying Boat.

This Flying Boat was quite spacious, with many rooms divided within the cabin itself.

Xue An led him into a sitting room for brewing tea, and after a few cups of tea, the somewhat inexperienced Fang Xing’an had basically spoken out everything he knew.

As he said, this time at the Grand Dao Competition, he was representing Mingxin Palace.

Xue An thoughtfully nodded, then filled a cup of tea, and calmly said: "That being said, your cultivation level is considered good in your sect?"

Fang Xing’an scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, "Well, speaking of strength, I’m far behind my fellow disciples, but they all don’t like to go, so they sent me!"

"Oh? Why don’t they like to go?" Xue An didn’t even lift his head, just asked blandly.

"Because our master said that this so-called Grand Dao Competition is nothing more than people from the various Grotto-Heavens gathering together to allocate interests. These people have completely forgotten the original intentions, and our Mingxin Palace can’t consort with these people, so naturally, my fellow disciples also disdain to go!"

Upon hearing this, a light seemed to appear before Xue An’s eyes, then he calmly said: "Well said, this cup is to honor your master!"

"Thank you!" Fang Xing’an hurriedly raised his cup to express his thanks.

After settling Fang Xing’an down, Xue An turned around and returned to his room, then suddenly burst into laughter.

An Yan asked in surprise, "Husband, what’s the matter?"

Xue An smiled, "Nothing, just suddenly felt that everything is worthwhile!"

"What’s worthwhile?"

Xue An calmly replied: "Naturally, it’s the ancestors of the Hua Clan who originally left their Dao teachings in this realm!"

Speaking of this, Xue An raised his head and let out a long breath.

"Previously, the performance of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion had really disappointed me, and from what I’ve heard, the other Grotto-Heavens are all of the same ilk, which had made me very angry, even to the point of wanting to destroy everything! But fortunately... this Mingxin Palace is still decent, at least they have not forgotten their original heart."

An Yan nodded as if she understood, then asked, "So, is this Mingxin Palace a sect of Sword Cultivators?"

Xue An laughed lightly and patted her shoulder, "Indeed!"

As he spoke, Xue An sighed, "It seems that some things can only be persisted with by these inwardly pure Sword Cultivators!"

This small interlude had passed, and although Xiao Yu repeatedly requested, Hu Ying still refused her request to pilot the Flying Boat alone, instead taking control herself.

With the gradual awakening of her bloodline power, Hu Ying’s strength was also progressively improving – she handled the operation of the Flying Boat with ease.

As the Flying Boat smoothly journeyed towards its destination,

Inside the Third Grotto-Heavens, with the arrival of strong cultivators from various domains, the place became increasingly lively.

As the Third Grotto-Heavens, this area was naturally more expansive than Jin Guangdongtian, and the quality of Spiritual Power here was superior.

For the grand event of the doctrinal competition, Lovesick Courtyard went to great lengths, carving out a huge platform spanning ten thousand miles right beside the Sect.

You should know that this area used to be continuous, rolling peaks!

Because of the doctrinal competition, the peaks were removed through the joint efforts of several Great Elders of Lovesick Courtyard.

To accommodate visitors from all directions, a massive city was also erected on it.

As the date approached, the number of Flying Boats landing beside the city was countless, making the massive city increasingly bustling.

In this grand scene, everyone in Lovesick Courtyard was thrilled.

They had gone to great lengths and spared no expense to host this grand competition, aiming to advance the Third Grotto-Heavens further, replacing the Xuanfa Sect of the Second Grotto-Heavens, and becoming the next most powerful sect after Mingxin Palace.

Driven by this goal, a restless and excited atmosphere permeated throughout Lovesick Courtyard.

Meanwhile, inside the upper court of Lovesick Courtyard, several Great Elders sat in a row, with Lovesick Courtyard’s master, Sha Miaoyi, in the center.

This Sha Miaoyi did not seem very old, for her face was veiled by a thin mist, but her delicate figure was that of a striking beauty.

"Have people from all the Grotto-Heavens arrived?" Sha Miaoyi’s voice was somewhat hoarse but carried a mature woman’s charm.

"Master, everyone is here except for those from the First Grotto-Heavens’ Mingxin Palace and Golden Cauldron Pavilion!"

"Oh?" Sha Miaoyi smiled, "It’s not surprising that people from Mingxin Palace haven’t arrived since those sword fanatics never care much for this doctrinal competition, but Golden Cauldron Pavilion..."

Sha Miaoyi paused, then said with a hint of sarcasm, "Are they afraid of arriving early and becoming the last again this time?"

This remark sparked a round of light laughter from several Great Elders, after which one of them softly said,

"However, the person who was sent to deliver the message to Golden Cauldron Pavilion hasn’t returned yet. Could something have delayed them on the way?"

"Who was sent to deliver the message?"

"Master, it was inner disciple Bai Han!"

"Bai Han..." Sha Miaoyi murmured softly.

As if responding to her summons, a disciple’s voice came from outside the door.

"Master, Sister Bai seeks an audience!"

Sha Miaoyi was slightly taken aback, then said, "Let her in!"

As the words fell, Bai Han stumbled into the hall, and knelt down with a thump, deeply bowing her head and said,

"Master!"

Sha Miaoyi’s face was momentarily shaken by the waves in the mist, asking in surprise, "What happened?"

Bai Han then tremblingly raised her head, "Master, something has happened in Jin Guangdongtian!"