The Villain's Counterattack

Suddenly, a strange sound of breaking wind came from the sky, and a huge dark figure was seen flying from a distance, accompanied by bursts of quarrels. Everyone looked intently and saw that it was a huge wooden bird flying unsteadily in the air, only dozens of feet above the ground, not too high. They could reach it with the strong bows and crossbows in their hands, but they could not reach it by themselves.

With a loud bang, the wooden bird fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Two figures quickly flashed out from a huge bamboo basket below. One of them shouted angrily, "Lu Miaozi, is this what you call foolproof?"

"Brother Wang, please calm down. Maybe it's because the wind is so strong today. Yang tried it yesterday and it was fine. It must be..." Ever since Lu Miaozi knew that he had no hope of breaking the void in his lifetime, he has become interested in flying. He has played with Yang Xuyan's flying wings more than a hundred times, but he never felt satisfied. So he found the structural diagram of Lu Ban's wooden bird from an ancient book, and was determined to create a device that could fly. Although he failed countless times, he remained indomitable.

Fortunately, although he was obsessed with flying, he did not forget his job and did not delay anything.

Ning Daoqi couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he saw Lu Miaozi and Wang Tong. The two of them straightened their clothes a little before stepping forward to greet everyone. Fu Cailin, Shi Zhixuan, Bi Xiuxin, and Kankan knew them very well, but the others were somewhat surprised. They never thought that they would one day become grandmasters.

Zhu Yuyan, in particular, cast a strange, almost bizarre look at Lu Miaozi, making him feel guilty for a moment. Then, he remembered that he was now a Grandmaster, albeit a lower-ranking one. He no longer needed to fear Zhu Yuyan as he had before; she wasn't a formidable Grandmaster. At least, that had been the case until Shi Zhixuan's inner demons were resolved. Thinking of this, he straightened his back, convinced he had a backer and confidence.

It's a pity that his daughter is not good enough and cannot compete with Prince Xi's daughter. If she could marry into the Prince of Liao's Palace, he would be more confident.

The father-in-law of the King of Liao is definitely more prestigious than the guest elder of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Zhu Yuyan knew Lu Miaozi very well. He was a genius in all kinds of studies, but his martial arts were only average. He had achieved the status of Grandmaster, so there must be a shortcut. If he could be obtained, wouldn't the Yingui Sect be...

"Old Master Lu achieved Grandmaster status, though with external help, largely on his own. There are no shortcuts on the path, and external help is only a facilitator, not the fruit of his achievement. If Mother wishes to use this to strengthen the Yin Gui Sect, it will be exceedingly difficult." A pleasant voice approached from afar, "Shan Meixian and my daughter Wanjing greet all of you fellow Daoists."

Shan Meixian is now a grandmaster, and can call his mother, the evil king Shi Zhixuan, and even Ning Daoqi, Bi Xuan, and Fu Cailin fellow practitioners.

"Meixian." Seeing Shan Meixian, especially hearing that she was her mother in this life, made her heart warm. Seeing that she had become a grandmaster, she was even more excited. At the same time, she silently restrained herself and did not ask questions immediately. Perhaps it would be better to wait until the end of this party and then look for her secretly. She might have considered this when she stopped herself.

"You all came so early, but I am late." A gentle voice sounded, and two figures approached with a strange pace that seemed slow but was actually fast. Lu Miaozi laughed heartily when he saw them. "It's already a great honor for the Medicine King to change his usual routine and get up early. How can I say I'm late? I just didn't expect it to be you who came with Xu kid."

Zhenren Miaoying greeted everyone, and Xu Ziling naturally had to pay his respects to Lu Miaozi. After all, he was half his master and had taught him a lot of knowledge.

"Since you're here, Kou Zhong must be here too." Just as Lu Miaozi finished speaking, Kou Zhong's voice rang out from afar: "I never thought Master Lu would be here before me. I was being inconsiderate."

Lu Miaozi laughed heartily and said, "You are not the one who makes the decision. Even if you came earlier, it would be useless without the Heavenly Sword. Although your master is kind to you two, he is also very strict about rules. Without an invitation and a Grandmaster accompanying you, even a Half-Step Grandmaster will not be recognized."

There was a faint aura of power on the bodies of Heavenly Sword Song Que and Young Marshal Kou Zhong. It was obvious that they had sparred before coming here. The fact that he could make the aura of the grandmaster-level swordsman Song Que fluctuate was enough to prove his extraordinaryness.

Ning Daoqi looked at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Judging from the aura of the two of you, I'm afraid you've already reached the peak of Grandmaster status and are about to find your own path and become a Half-Step Grandmaster. You have a chance of becoming a Grandmaster before the age of thirty. You're truly worthy of being the heirs of the Xiaoyao Sect."

Upon hearing this, Shan Wanjing said in a delicate voice, "Master Ning's dazzling presence makes me ashamed. After all, Junior Brothers Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling are only nominal disciples, while I am a true disciple. Master Lu, why don't you bring Junior Sister Shang Xiuxun along?"

Lu Miaozi glanced at her and said, "Why bring her along? Is she arguing with you?"

Shan Wanjing, Shang Xiuxun and Dugu Feng had been fighting openly and secretly over who was the senior sister and who was the junior sister, but Lu Miaozi knew clearly that what they were fighting for was not the title of Xiaoyaozi's eldest disciple, but the attention of Xiaoyaozi, or Yang Xuyan.

Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling and other younger generations did not receive much attention from them. In the outside world, they were the pride of heaven, but this was the stage for the Grand Masters, and they were somewhat not up to the mark. Shan Wanjing was also a shrewd person, so she gathered Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, and Shi Feixuan together, and did not interfere in their Grand Master affairs, but just watched from the side.

As soon as Song Que of Tiandao arrived, he locked his sights on Martial Master Bi Xuan and Sword Master Fu Cailin. The powerful sword intent could not wait to burst out. Without even taking down Bi Xuan's spear, he fiercely met the powerful and sharp momentum. Fu Cailin watched with a smile, and the sword intent in his body slowly increased, combining hardness and softness. He seemed not to fight but he did not give in.

At this moment, a sharp sword light appeared from a distance, and two figures, one big and one small, came quickly. The leader had a sword on his waist and a spear on his back, followed by a beautiful woman holding a sword. Her heroic spirit was sharp and visible to the naked eye.

"Yang Xuangan greets all fellow Taoists." The person who came was Yang Xuangan, and following behind him was naturally Dugu Feng.

Fu Cailin frowned slightly, "You are not him."

He felt the sword intent of Dugu Nine Swords, but found that this sword intent did not make him feel threatened. Yang Xuangan naturally knew who he was talking about: Dugu Qiubai!

"Master Fu has an extraordinary vision. I can say it's him, or I can say it's not him." Yang Xuangan said something inexplicable, but it made Fu Cailin suddenly realize. He pointed at Dugu Feng and said with a smile: "If that's the case, this Dugu girl has a greater chance of making him successful."

Dugu Feng smiled upon hearing this, realizing what Fu Cailin might have figured out. Dugu Qiubai in this world does not refer to a specific person. He can be said to be an identity, or a heritage, the position of a grandmaster.

As the most outstanding daughter of the Dugu clan, Dugu Feng deserves this title.

Before Dugu Feng could say anything, the rumbling sound of carriages and horses came from not far away. A group of people and horses came in a mighty manner. All of them were extraordinary people. Looking closely, it was the emperor's carriage. Although there were no gongs and drums, it had all the necessary equipment. The one leading the way was King Yang Xiu of Shu.

King Yang Xiu of Shu: Do you think a Half-Step Grandmaster like me is willing to do this? If it weren't for the pressure from my damned second brother Yang Guang, I wouldn't want to be a pawn. It's all because Xu Kaishan isn't handsome enough.

Xu Kaishan: We're both Half-Step Grandmasters, so is it my fault that I'm ugly? Why can you be the vanguard, Shafang can be the personal maid, and I can only be the bodyguard and secret guard behind the scenes? Does being ugly mean I have no human rights?

Emperor Wu Yang Guang: Do you think it's easy for me to gather so many masters, half-step grandmaster? You are ugly and still want to be beautiful, just be content with letting you appear.

Yang Xuangan slapped his forehead, he knew that the Martial Emperor would not be able to keep a low profile, even at the gathering of the great masters, he had to be a little more prominent to show his dominance and majesty.

"Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty!" Bi Xuan spoke each word clearly. This team had less than a hundred people, but the weakest ones were all masters. Among them, there were more than twenty or thirty palace maids and eunuchs, and more than ten generals. On the contrary, there were fewer martial artists, but it still made Bi Xuan secretly shocked.

Guessing and seeing are two completely different things. Fu Cailin stared intently at the figure in the chariot, unable to believe that the tyrant emperor had actually become a Grandmaster. What was wrong with the world? How could anyone reach the same heights as him?