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第三千二百二十二章 赤火老怪

Their sole objective was clear.

It was to vie for the only slot where they could hear the immortal music played by the immortal musician.

This opportunity came once every three years, making it a rare chance indeed.

The method of competition mirrored that of an auction, but with a key difference: one had to present a treasure that would satisfy the immortal maiden.

Just offering crystal stones wouldn't suffice.

Given her skill in playing the zither, which could enhance cultivation and help break through barriers, many cultivators were eager to participate. Each contest was fierce beyond measure.

The elderly man in宽松 robes didn’t have much time left, so he proposed generous terms to reduce his competitors. Despite other Dan玄期 cultivators numbering over a dozen, he believed that only the one dressed in gray posed a serious threat. The others were no match for him; he had an 80% chance of securing this opportunity if he could persuade the gray-robed man not to compete.

The two used sound transmission techniques, so their exact conversation was unknown to others.

"Brother Wu, you don’t need to do anything. Just give up your competition with Zhao and this Fragrant Clear Jade Pill will be yours. My lifespan is short, but I can wait three years. If you help me now, it’s a huge favor I owe you."

"Agreed."

The gray-robed man showed signs of hesitation but finally agreed.

The terms were too favorable to refuse, especially given the other's determination. He didn’t think he could outcompete them even if he joined in. It was better to be on the safe side and do a favor for someone.

Such an opportunity doesn’t come around often; miss it now, and there’s no second chance.

"I agree with you."

"Ha! Your wisdom is truly commendable, friend."

The elderly man in宽松 robes was overjoyed at this outcome. His efforts had paid off.

But before he could savor his victory, a sudden commotion arose. A strange laughter echoed: "Fragrant Clear Jade Pill, you have such an item? Iron’s luck must be good indeed. Why not give it to me?"

Before anyone could react, thunder and lightning filled the air. A crimson cloud suddenly formed in the sky.

The cloud was several acres wide, raising temperatures around it significantly. Everyone turned pale as more experienced cultivators gasped.

"Red Fire Divine Technique! Could it be the Red Fire Old Monster from Jade Peak?"

"What on earth is that old monster doing here?"

"He’s said to have one foot in the realm of spirit division."

"That’s true. I’ve heard his red fire divine technique is unparalleled, with unpredictable powers. Some say he can even rival a spirit division cultivator."

"Is it true? Is the Red Fire Old Monster really so formidable?"

"Regardless of whether it’s true or not, Iron’s strength far exceeds ours!"

...

The discussion continued as the cloud began to churn violently.

A crimson hand suddenly shot out from the cloud and grabbed the elderly man.

The other cultivator was shocked and angry but couldn’t summon his treasures in time. He threw an electric arc at the hand, which seemed powerful enough. However, it was like a stone hitting water; no effect at all.

In an instant, the hand reached over the old man’s head.

"Red Fire Old Monster! This is where the immortal maiden resides. How dare you hurt me here?"

"Hmph, just a little girl, what can she do? I’ll crush her to powder and take that girl too. Her music has some mysterious effects; with more exposure, I might reach spirit division."

"What...?"

All present were stunned.

This old monster was incredibly bold. The immortal maiden’s music had such skill, though they couldn’t be sure, it seemed likely she was a disciple of the Heavenly Sound Palace traveling outside. Everyone coveted her skills but no one dared to challenge her until now; Iron’s audacity was shocking.

Before anyone could react, a deafening boom echoed. The hand clenched and punched down.

The elderly man’s power wasn’t weak either, but he couldn’t dodge it. He was crushed into powder, his soul unable to escape.

The Fragrant Clear Jade Pill, which had caused trouble, fell into the other’s hands.

A single strike killed a peer cultivator in an ambush; such a feat was not within the capabilities of ordinary cultivators.

With the pill and weapon taken, the red cloud churned again.

Hundreds of light blades shot out, enveloping all present. No one could escape unscathed as they struggled to defend against the attacks.

Taking advantage of this moment, the red cloud rushed forward like a bamboo house.

Swoosh...

The ordinary green bamboo couldn’t withstand it and scattered.

A young woman in white court attire appeared. She was small with a veil over her face; one could not tell her age but she seemed very young.

She played a vertical zither with her jade fingers, producing musical notes that sounded like pearls falling into a jade plate. The notes transformed into various weapons—swords, spears, and shields—which struck the cloud fiercely.

"Hmph! Fiddling in front of experts!"

A cold voice from the cloud followed by a whirlwind appearance. The cloud vanished, replaced by a crimson hurricane that enveloped her.

All attacks were ineffective; they shattered upon contact with the hurricane.

"Your sound wave technique is impressive but your power is still too shallow compared to mine."

The Red Fire Old Monster’s voice was filled with triumph as he conjured a chain to bind her. The hurricane carried her away, flying off into the distance.

PS: Chapter 3/3, I’ve kept my promise. Please give me more recommendation votes! They are desperately needed!

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