Chapter 352 - 148: 4 People Submit, Divine Establishment Platform, Sealed Gods

"I hear you received an inheritance from Ancient Confucianism and stepped onto the Martial Dao through studying ancient texts. You already had a knack for sensing good fortune and avoiding calamity. After you reached the Void Realm, your Divine Sense became exceptionally powerful and far more acute, granting you a faint ability to perceive the future."

"I wonder, is any of that true?"

The middle-aged man, dressed in white and standing atop a white lotus, spoke indifferently. His gaze was sharp and probing.

The Confucian Daoist Venerable was a Loose Cultivator.

The term "Loose Cultivator" has never been a particularly good one. These people represent the marginal powers of the Cultivation Realm.

Without the guidance of a master, it’s easy to make mistakes in one’s cultivation.

For example, some martial artists in the Jianghu might stumble upon a Cultivation Method but have no master to guide them, making it easy to go astray.

Even if they didn’t go astray, their lack of backing and lineage made it difficult to acquire rare cultivation resources.

Things like Elixirs, Cultivation Techniques, Divine Techniques, and Spiritual Medicines for tempering one’s Physique.

Take Sword Cultivators, for example. Many people believe that Sword Cultivators fly by riding on their swords.

In the popular novels of the Jianghu, Sword Cultivators are often depicted flying by standing on their swords. In reality, they envelop themselves in sword light, which allows them to fly, defend themselves, and strike down enemies.

If such a Loose Cultivator were to actually try flying by standing on their sword, a proper Sword Cultivator could likely slay them with a single strike.

For these and other reasons, Loose Cultivators were at a great disadvantage.

A life of cultivation is a journey of seeking the Dao without regret. Even if some Loose Cultivators later discovered their past mistakes, they had no opportunity to correct them.

But the Confucian Daoist Venerable was different.

He was originally a scholar who had failed the imperial examinations. By a stroke of luck, he obtained a long-lost ancient inheritance: the cultivation method of Ancient Confucianism.

He could exhale a breath of Vast Energy of unfathomable might. After his Cultivation broke through to the Void Realm, he even seemed to have condensed a Vast River.

He was even a cut above many Sword Cultivators of the same realm.

"White Lotus Daoist, Chen Qin’Yin, Iron Sword Young Venerable... you’ve all come!"

The Confucian Daoist Venerable’s expression darkened as he recognized the three of them.

The middle-aged man in white was the White Lotus Daoist. Legend had it that in his youth, he’d chanced upon a white lotus, which was rumored to be a relic left behind by a terrifying Celestial Demon from the Ancient Era.

After obtaining this mysterious white lotus, the White Lotus Daoist’s Cultivation Realm advanced by leaps and bounds. Before he was even a hundred years old, he had already stepped into the Ninth Level of Void Realm.

Furthermore, with the mysterious white lotus he rode, he could even briefly clash with a Great True Master who had just entered the Feathered Realm without being at a disadvantage.

The two people behind him were a woman carrying a Red Gourd, named Chen Qin’Yin, and a swordsman in black, named the Iron Sword Young Venerable. Both were renowned masters of the Evil Dao.

The three of them had once worked together to ambush and kill a Feathered True Master.

Although there may have been other circumstances involved, the feat only added to their fearsome reputation!

"We couldn’t possibly miss an event as major as the Incense and Candle Grand Assembly."

Chen Qin’Yin smiled sweetly, her eyes sparkling.

"But you, Confucian Daoist Venerable..."

"For you, a leading figure of the Confucian Orthodox Sect, to also be here taking advantage of the situation... well, I must admit, I’m quite surprised..."

"It’s just that... even with all its wealth and power, the Gui Chen Sect can’t possibly have enough spoils for so many people to divide."

"We’ve already dealt with the other opportunists. You, Confucian Daoist Venerable, are the last one..."

As she spoke, the three of them adopted cold expressions and slowly closed in.

They were subtly moving to surround the Confucian Daoist Venerable.

FWOOSH!

The Confucian Daoist Venerable stood motionless. The paper figure on his shoulder burst into flames with a FZZT, transforming into a ball of eerie, frantically flickering firelight.

An inexplicable ripple of energy spread out from it.

The Confucian Daoist Venerable pinched the ball of firelight between two fingers, his gaze turning icy.

"I’m sure you saw the battle at the Incense Altar. You can’t be unaware of that white-robed young man’s methods."

"If you dare to fight me, and the commotion spreads... there’s no telling if it might attract that white-robed young man."

"You’d better think this through!"

The Confucian Daoist Venerable’s words carried a veiled threat.

Although the few of them hadn’t participated in the Incense and Candle Grand Assembly, that didn’t mean they hadn’t seen the battle at the Incense Altar.

That white-robed young man’s methods and terrifying strength were enough to make anyone in the world turn pale at the sight.

"That man..."

At his words, the expressions of all three changed.

"That senior is indeed powerful and unmatched, but we have our own secret methods for killing you!"

"And we certainly won’t alarm him."

The White Lotus Daoist said, slowly raising his hand.

A sharp gleam of Divine Light gathered at his fingertip.

It looked as if he would strike at any moment.

Chen Qin’Yin and the Iron Sword Young Venerable also raised their hands, faint fluctuations of True Qi emanating from their bodies.

The Confucian Daoist Venerable’s heart sank. Just as he was about to crush the flame in his palm, his expression suddenly changed drastically!

For a moment, he was utterly dumbfounded.

"Be-behind you..."

What?

Chen Qin’Yin froze for a second. The Iron Sword Young Venerable remained expressionless.

The White Lotus Daoist subconsciously swept the area with his Divine Sense. The sky above and ground below him were completely empty. There wasn’t the slightest fluctuation of True Qi, let alone the shadow of a person.

Then, he sneered. "Confucian Daoist Venerable!"

"Death is imminent, and you’re still trying to play tricks?"

"For someone of your Cultivation to resort to such a pathetic trick... it’s utterly laughable!"

At his current level of cultivation, someone might be able to use a Secret Technique to fool his eyes, but it was absolutely impossible for them to evade his Divine Sense after appearing.