Chapter 87 - The Outer Sect’s Heaven’s Chosen War Between The South Bank And North Bank
Time passed as Bai Xiaochun remained in his residence. Ten days later, he had yet to take a single step out, when stately chimes echoed throughout the whole sect and his jade slip simultaneously vibrated.
The Outer Sect’s Heaven’s Chosen War between the South Bank and North Bank was officially held ten days after the South Bank’s qualification match!
The Outer Sect’s Heaven’s Chosen War held once every half sixty-year cycle was always held at the Zhong Dao Mountain. On this day, when the bells from the Zhong Dao Mountain rang throughout the whole the Spirit River Sect, countless outer sect disciples could be seen dashing toward the mountain.
The interaction between the South Bank and North Bank was usually minimal. Only the inner sect disciples could enter each other’s region, and the outer sect disciples did not have this qualification. It was only on this day that the Zhong Dao Mountain was open to all the disciples in the sect, allowing the outer sect disciples to enter and observe the Heaven’s Chosen War. Regardless as to whether it was the South Bank or the North Bank, everyone was brimming with excitement at this moment. Hurried people could be seen all around the Spirit River Sect.
“The South Bank must wash away our disgrace this time!”
“We must let the North Bank know that the South Bank will surpass our past selves and rise in prominence!”
While the outer sect disciples from the South Bank were filled with enthusiasm, similarly, the outer sect disciples from the four mountains on the North Bank were also making their way to Zhong Dao Mountain with haste. Prideful voices sounded out along the way, one after the other.
“The South Bank is weak and has been continuously losing to us, the North Bank, for more than a thousand years. This time won’t be an exception either!”
“The North Bank is sure to be victorious, the South Bank is sure to fail. The Spirit River Sect is lead by the North Bank. The South Bank is nothing more than a subordinate!”
The commotion caused by these two Banks was getting more and more intense as the countless outer sect disciples were speeding toward the Zhong Dao Mountain. Shangguan Tianyou, who was on the Green Peak Mountain, had a cold expression on his face. A trace of sharpness could be seen in his gaze as he flew out in a flash.
At the same time, Lu Tianlei, who was on the Purple Cauldron Mountain, looked towards the sky and let out a low roar. His whole body twined with lightning, and amidst the cheers of the many nearby disciples, he too shot into the distance.
Zhou Xinqi had similarly flown out at this time, all these three great Heaven’s Chosen from the South Bank were incomparably serious.
Likewise, Bai Xiaochun lifted his head from within his residence, his eyes bloodshot. He took a deep breath with a serious expression.
“Time’s up… fighters going to battle must have their battle vests!” He slowly stood up, raised his right hand and patted his storage pouch, causing seven-eight leather armours to appear. When he had battled with the Fallen Chen Clan that year, his leather armours had been torn apart, so he had prepared some new leather armours a few years back. Both its quality and durability were much higher.
With a serious look, he put on each and every piece of the leather on his body, and then he flourished his sleeve.
“Fighters going to battle must have their backs armoured!” In place of Bai Xiaochun’s sleeve, a big pot appeared from within his storage pouch. Zhang Fatso One’s pot had been destroyed that year during the battle with the Fallen Chen Clan, and a new pot had been prepared by Bai Xiaochun after he returned to the Sect. His eyes grew solemn as he placed this black pot on his back.
“Fighters going to battle must have their magic treasures!” As Bai Xiaochun was proudly monologuing, he waved with his hand once again, and a small wooden sword immediately flew out and attached itself to his belt. Soon, the Golden Crow Sword, along with three more flying swords, too hung at the side. After that, he also took the Divine Crane Shield out and placed it at the most convenient position.
Yet he still did not feel reassured, so he put on the bracelet that Li Qinghou had given him and only then did he raise his chin. His whole body exuded an imposing atmosphere as he stepped forward heavily, walking out through the big door of his cabin amidst faint tremors.
As he stood outside of the door, the bells’ chimes echoing throughout the sect entered his ears. Just as he was about to proceed onward, he suddenly felt that he was still missing something and patted his storage pouch, taking a spear out and holding it with both his hands.
Bai Xiaochun flourished his sleeve, stirring the wind as he left the courtyard.
If one looked from afar at Bai Xiaochun in this moment, they would see a body bulging like a ball with a big pot on its back and a spear in hands. When he walked, five-six flying swords on his body swayed and rang as they collided from around his body. With his hair swaying in the wind, he was as imposing as the heavens.
Whereever he passed, countless Scented Cloud Mountain outer sect disciples would feel their hearts stir, awed by Bai Xiaochun’s attire.
The bells never stopped and gradually spread throughout the entire sect. Their chimes, louder and louder, raising the spirits of the countless outer sect disciples. Along with that, many of the inner sect disciples also flew towards the Zhong Dao Mountain.
Bai Xiaochun walked with big strides as outer sect disciples slowly gathered behind him. Among them was Xu Baocai, continuously cheering.
“Senior Uncle Bai’s presence towers above like a rainbow!”
“We will be victorious!” These people were outer sect disciples who looked favourably on Bai Xiaochun. They were following Bai Xiaochun from behind and giving their all to cheer for him. Hou Xiaomei too was among them, her crisp voice standing out from the rest.
Bai Xiaochun turned his head around to glance at the crowd behind him. The sight touched his heart, so he gave them a nod. He felt that since everyone supported him as such, he had to strive hard to meet their expectations...
Hence, he raised his chin and proudly continued forward. Step by step, he arrived at the Zhong Dao Mountain where a humongous arena greeted his eyes.
The glow of a formation array flickered from all around it, completely enveloping the whole arena. A platform stood tall atop the Zhong Dao Mountain where the figures of the many sect Elders gathered one by one.
On both ends of the arena below it, the many outer sect disciples were arriving and clustering together. The amount of people on each end numbered in tens of thousands.
On the north end of the arena, the disciples from the North Bank could be seen. They seemed stronger than the South Bank in terms of grandeur, especially since nearly all of them had a monstrous beast in tow.
Those monstrous beasts all had different appearances, but a ferocious look resided in their eyes, enough to warn one not to provoke them. The seven-eight people at the forefront in particular. Both males and females had ice-cold expressions on their faces and carried an imposing aura within them.
Two of them stood out from the rest. One was an extremely beautiful female wearing a purple cheongsam with an impressive seven-coloured phoenix by her side. That bird seemed even more majestic than the ones raised by Elder Zhou; Its gaze was as piercing as lightning and seemed to be looking down on everyone.
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