Chapter 282: Mighty One Gathers to Fight for Shen Ning!
The scene was in an uproar!
Everyone stared blankly at the little girl on the Dao Seeking stage.
She stood at the center of the platform, her tender face somewhat at a loss. The stone in front of her shone with brilliant light like a sun slowly rising.
Saint-rank talent, innate martial body, what kind of concept was this?
In the last hundred years of vast land, there was only one saint-rank talent, Xiao Qingge of the Xiao Clan.
At that time, the top sects fought over her, and she finally joined the Supreme Dao Palace.
And the innate martial arts body was even more exaggerated.
This was as famous as the innate Daoist physique. It was a top-tier martial cultivator physique.
Her natural meridians were clear, and her body contained divine force.
And these two super talents had appeared on a little girl at the same time.
This meant that Shen Ning’s talent was equal to Xiao Qingge and Yue Jianli.
As long as time passed, she would definitely become a chosen one.
Li Family’s people looked at Shen Ning and couldn’t believe it.
This lowly servant was actually a peerless genius!
The geniuses could no longer sit still.
This was a true genius. If she was properly nurtured, she might even be able to compete with Li Ran.
Zen Master Shi Kong crushed a Buddha treasure, and the boundless Buddhist power shot up through the clouds, forming a dazzling Buddhist light.
This was a message to Shaolin Temple.
At the same time, Feng Wanjiang crushed the black jade and ignited the crow’s feathers one after another.
If they couldn’t win against Li Ran, then let the higher beings of the sect come.
No matter what, this genius couldn’t be let go.
Li Ran didn’t mind and just looked at Shen Ning excitedly.
He never imagined this little girl’s talent would be so high. It was truly beyond his expectations.
“Aqin will probably be very happy to know, right?”
At this moment, Yue Jianli whispered, “Li Ran, she’s a martial cultivator. The other sects won’t give up so easily.”
Lin Langyue nodded. “This time, everyone is here for the top geniuses. I’m afraid the Elders of the various sects are already on their way.”
Younger generation didn’t dare to provoke Li Ran, but that didn’t mean that the Elders of the various sects didn’t dare.
After all, they were all top-tier sects. No one was a pushover.
“So what if they come? I don’t believe they would dare to snatch her head on.”
Women’s expressions were somewhat worried.
Although Li Ran’s background was very strong, the various sects were not to be trifled with.
Especially now that he was suppressing the younger generation, the top sects were actively searching for geniuses to contend with. They would definitely not let the extremely talented Shen Ning go.
……
On the Dao Seeking Stage.
Deacon snapped back to his senses and gulped, “Shen Ning, saint-rank talent, innate martial body. Which sect wants it?”
His voice trembled slightly.
After hosting the Immortal Ascension Assembly for so many years, this was the first time he had seen such monstrous talent.
There was absolute silence.
Although the eyes of first-rate and second-rate sects were envious, no one dared to raise their hands because they were not qualified.
Atmosphere of the top sects was slightly solemn.
Li Ran lazily said, “Youluo Temple wants her.”
Deacon of the Imperial Court asked,” Other than the Youluo Temple, are there any other sects?”
“Count my Xiaolin Temple as one.” Zen Master Shi Kong raised his right hand.
Bai Jiangye raised his hand and said with a brilliant smile, “Don’t misunderstand Sheng Zi Li. I’m just raising it symbolically. There’s absolutely no intention of being against you.”
Feng Wanjiang hesitated for a moment before shakingly raising his hand. “That’s also what I mean…”
They were unwilling to provoke Li Ran.
However, if the sect were to find out that they had given up on such a genius for nothing, there would definitely be no good results.
Deacon of the Imperial Court nodded. “Youluo Temple, Xiaolin Temple, Death Prison, and the Supreme Dao Palace. Shen Ning, which one do you choose?”
“I’ll choose…”
Before she finished speaking, a mighty voice came from above Central City, “Wait!”
A Buddhist light came from the west and scattered on the Dao Seeking stage.
Amidst a series of chanting, a monk wearing a kashaya slowly walked out.
His face was old, his brows were white, and his eyes were filled with compassion.
Master Ming Yuan, the chief monk of Shaolin Temple.
“Amitabha. It’s truly a sin to delay the grand meeting. Good, good.”
He pressed his palms together, his voice warm.
Right at this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and a dark cloud stopped above Central City.
Everyone raised their heads to look, and their hearts jumped.
What kind of dark cloud was this? There were clearly countless pitch-black crows!
A crow’s feather slowly fell and suddenly turned into human form in the air.
Black-robed figure was blood-red, and his face was like white paper as if he had not seen the sun for a long time. His eyes flickered with a faint red light.
Death Prison, the number one Elder of the prison, Zhangsun Ji!
Following that, there was a ripple in the air as a black-robed Daoist priest stepped out.
Immortal wind Dao, crane hair loose, three feet of green blade behind him.
Second Elder of the Supreme Dao Palace, Daoist Pinecrane.
Three of them stood on the stage, their auras surging. Sky above the Central City was cloudless.
Sound of needles falling could be heard.
All eyes were focused on the stage.
These three were all top existences. They were able to suppress all of the tribulation experts, but now, they were gathered here for a little girl.
They looked at Shen Ning, a hint of amazement flashing through their eyes.
Although it wasn’t the highest level of saint-rank talent, the physique of a dual cultivator could be said to be rare in this world.
As long as they were properly nurtured, her future achievements might not be inferior to Li Ran’s!
Daoist Pinecrane looked left and right and nodded. “Looks like there’s only the three of us. Let’s be happy and draw a path.”
Zhangsun Ji said indifferently, “Death Prison wants this child. As long as you withdraw, each of you will have a saint artifact.”
No one was a fool. Rather than hiding, it was better to speak openly.
For the peak of Heavenly Tribulation realm, the temptation of a holy treasure could not be said to be small. This time, the Death Prison was making a bloody investment.
Master Ming Yuan shook his head, “Amitabha. This girl is fated to be with my Buddhist sect. I hope you two can be giving.”
Tch!
Zhangsun Ji laughed coldly, “As long as the talent is high, it’s all predestined with your Buddha. Isn’t that fake?”
As the three of them spoke, they didn’t even ask for Shen Ning’s opinion. The domineeringness and arrogance of the top sects were obvious.
“Supreme Dao Palace won’t give up,” Daoist Pinecrane said. “It’s better to follow the old rules. I’ll carve the truth with my hands.”
As he said this, he looked at Ming Yuan. “Our Righteous path is connected to each other. Let’s chase Zhangsun Ji away first!”
Master Ming Yuan pressed his palms together. “Good, good.”
Clearly, he had agreed to this decision.
Zhangsun Ji’s robes fluttered in the wind as he narrowed his eyes. “Do you really think I’m afraid of you?”
Atmosphere became solemn for a moment, and a faint killing intent filled the air.
The cultivators below the stage retreated in unison.
A great battle was imminent!
“I say, what are you all doing?”
A female voice sounded from behind.
When the three of them heard this, they suddenly turned around and were stunned.
“Chu… Chu Lingchuan!”
Chu Lingchuan frowned as she looked at them. “Does this have anything to do with you?”
As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender and fair arms. “If you dare to do so, I’ll be a witness… Come, let me see how great your abilities are?”
……
Three of them felt their throats tighten.
Why was she here?
