Chapter 436
Chapter 436: Hello Fellow Daoists watching from home, I’m Su Clan’s Seven
Translator: Stardu5t Editor: Kurisu
In the sky, white clouds appeared and gathered .
These clouds were a trendy flight-type magical treasure in the world of cultivators . Since ancient times, clouds had always been a very practical disguise .
People in ancient times sometimes saw immortals riding clouds… most of them were actually careless cultivators who forgot to use some sort of invisibility spell when they were flying, causing them to be accidentally seen by ordinary people .
Of course, because of some reasons, there were also cultivators who intentionally showed themselves to ordinary people to complete certain tasks .
At this moment, the audience—consisting of cultivators, including the disciples of the Chu Family—climbed onto the cloud-shaped flying magical treasures . They were planning to watch the hand-guided tractor competition from there .
There were also some seniors who were acting as referees . They would use their own flying swords or personal flying-type magical treasures to follow the participants closely .
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In the sky, Venerable White was hosting the opening of the competition . "Participants, attention please . The first hand-guided tractor competition of the world of cultivators is about to begin!"
"That's the legendary Senior White!"
"The handsome Senior White is just like in the rumors… anyone who glances at him would be unable to take their eyes off him . If you want me to marry him immediately, there wouldn't be a problem at all!" a female cultivator said bashfully with both hands on her face .
"Should we pay respects to him? I heard that Senior White's blessings are rather effective . "
"Hey, when did you start carrying an incense burner with you wherever you go?"
"It's a must . We are cultivators, so regardless of what matters we have to attend to, we need to make ample preparations beforehand . After I heard that this hand-guided tractor competition was hosted by Venerable White, I secretly brought this incense burner along . "
Su Wenqu shot a glance at the nearby fellow daoists and was at a loss for words .
For some reason, he felt that these fellow daoists had really gone all out . . .
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After Venerable White's voice resounded, the fairy maidens, daoist priests, great masters, and scholars of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, as well as a few of Venerable White's friends such as True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon, got off their hand-guided tractors .
Every fairy maiden, daoist priest, great master, scholar, and monster held onto a hand crank .
Thereafter, these elegant and graceful fairy maidens, daoist priests, and virtuous monks went to the front of their tractors… then, they proficiently pressed the lever down, inserting the crank inside .
And after that… they used their strength to rotate it .
On the clouds in the sky, there were already several fellow daoists whose faces went red from stifling their laughter . Forgive them for laughing even at the smallest things, but when they saw a group of seniors bending forward with their butts sticking out and holding onto the crank tightly while using all their might to turn it, the visual impact was just too strong .
In reality, it was clearly a very ordinary scene of people operating the tractor, but because of the identity of the people cranking the tractors, the entire scene became very amusing .
"How embarrassing, why can't the hand-cranking function to start the hand-guided tractor be changed?" said Northern River's Loose Cultivator who started the tractor after much difficulty .
"I agree with Northern River . "
"I agree with Northern River + 1 . "
"I agree with Northern River + 2 . "
"All of you are too naive, because Senior White mentioned before—cranking the tractor is where the fun lies and it's the essence of a hand-guided tractor itself!" said True Monarch White Crane .
Just as the seniors were talking amongst themselves, Venerable White descended from the sky .
Thereafter, he took out a hand-guided tractor from his spatial equipment and proficiently cranked the tractor, starting it .
Dharma King Creation asked, "Senior White, you're also joining the competition?"
"No, I won't be joining," replied Venerable White .
The main reason Venerable White organized the hand-guided tractor competition was that he himself really liked to play with this special 'vehicle' .
It was a pity that as the organizer of the competition and creator of the race track, it would be unfair if he joined the competition .
Hence, he could only take part in the competition using a different status to get a kick out of it .
"I will follow you lot in the capacity of a referee . At the same time, I want to prevent any life-threatening situations from happening during the competition," said Venerable White .
All the fellow daoists nodded their heads .
"Also, I hope that everyone will put their best efforts into the competition, exhibiting all of your power!" As he was speaking, Venerable White pointed to the sky—an eight-trigram formation was quietly rotating there .
In the middle of the formation, there was an enormous mirror . It was recording everything that was going on below, storing it within the eight-trigram formation .
"That's the Daily Cultivator's information collecting formation, right?" Northern River's Loose Cultivator's face went stiff .
Venerable White nodded . "Yes, this is the first hand-guided tractor competition of the world of cultivators . Hence, I contacted the Daily Cultivator and got them to help us record and broadcast the whole competition live . Therefore, you guys must give your all . "
" . . . " Dharma King Creation .
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said, "In other words… both the scenes of us standing in line and frantically cranking the tractors were fully recorded . . . and broadcasted live to the entire world of cultivators?"
Fairy Dongfang's face stiffened .
Northern River's Loose Cultivator asked, "Am I still in time to withdraw from the competition?"
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber went silent .
A moment later, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber faced the 'information collecting formation', and shouted loudly, "Hello fellow daoists watching from home, I'm Spirit River Su Clan's Seven, my vehicle number is 38 . Everyone, please remember me and support me!"
Song Shuhang spurted out .
So did Northern River's Loose Cultivator .
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