Chapter 283 - 143: 63 Daoist Schools, 63 Grandmasters, Qi Soaring to the Heavens, Witness the Bearing of This Young Man

Chapter 283: Chapter 143: 63 Daoist Schools, 63 Grandmasters, Qi Soaring to the Heavens, Witness the Bearing of This Young Man

The four of them held their breath.

But Feng Zhengming just looked at their expressions and shook his head, knowing what they were thinking.

Instead, he just looked up at the few buildings at the very end of the street, bathed in the twilight glow, and said with a sigh:

"Sixty-three Daoist Schools. Sounds impressive, doesn’t it?"

"But that’s just the tip of the iceberg."

"Of these sixty-three, more than ten of the top Daoist Schools are, without exception, backed by overseas Schools!"

"Behind them, there are even Leakless Grandmasters at the Sect Leader Level keeping watch!"

"And at the very end, those towering ’Six Great Mountains’—the Great Daoist Schools..."

"...they are the places where the six most powerful Schools in Jiangyin today have opened their halls to teach disciples!"

"If you enter one and become a legacy disciple, you’ll have the key to becoming a true Sect Disciple!"

"Purple Mist, Water and Fire, Quanshan, Jing Hong... the disciples who come from these Daoist Schools are the true prodigies of this Daoist School Street."

"Any one of their legacy disciples could be the face of any other school."

"Our Wind and Cloud Daoist School, which Master painstakingly built, is just a minor hall at the very bottom of the ranks. We’re still a long way from Founding a Sect."

"But even so, it’s enough to be proud of."

"We’ve at least gotten a foot in the door of the three privileged classes of the prefecture: School, Grand Lineage, and Daoist School!"

At this, Feng Zhengming lifted his head, a clear look of pride on his face.

But just then, following the direction he pointed, Lu Yu and the other three looked up and saw that in the very center of the so-called "Six Great Mountains" of Great Daoist Schools...

...there was another one, situated right in the middle, at the very end of Daoist School Street.

This Great Daoist School’s roof ridge pierced the sky, as if it were built upon nine high platforms, resembling a dormant dragon in the setting sun.

The other imposing and ancient-looking Daoist School courtyards to its left and right looked like civil and military officials paying homage to a king on his Throne.

Seeing this, Lu Yu couldn’t help but ask:

"Then, Senior Brother, the one that makes all the other Great Daoist Schools look like stars revolving around the moon..."

"What sacred power lies behind it?"

Hearing Lu Yu’s question, Feng Zhengming, who had just pushed open the gate to the Wind and Cloud Daoist School and was about to step inside, suddenly paled. His expression became guarded and secretive.

"You should know about that one’s origin."

"It was personally established through combat by that Duan Martialist, Duan Chenzhou, the one who stirred up such a storm in Anning County."

"When he was young, he was taken in as a personal disciple by Wang Xuanyang of the Celestial Blade School. Later, while only in the Skin Refining Realm, he walked through the gates of all sixty-three Daoist Schools and personally hung the four-word plaque of the ’Celestial Blade Daoist School’ at the very top of the Martial Arts rankings."

"Later,"

"that plaque was taken down and left to gather dust for over a decade."

"But a little over a month ago, Duan Chenzhou returned as a Grandmaster. He kicked his way through every single Daoist School Master who had a School lineage, right in front of the Schools that back the ’Six Great Mountains’..."

"...shattered their plaques, and hung up his own. For over a month, he’s been the Martial Arts Leader, the top Leader of all the Daoist Schools."

Hearing the subtle reverence mixed into Feng Zhengming’s tone, the newcomers from Anning paled, instantly understanding the gravity of the situation.

That Grandmaster Duan Chenzhou...

’He’s actually that incredible?’

But Feng Zhengming’s tone shifted, and he shook his head again.

"But a tall tree catches the wind. Without Wang Xuanyang, even if they’re forced by the rules to recognize the ’Celestial Blade Daoist School’ as the Martial Arts Master and the Daoist School’s Top Card..."

"...the other major schools all have Sect Leaders and Dragon and Tiger Experts backing them. With Duan Chenzhou having fallen, that plaque won’t be hanging for much longer..."

With that, Feng Zhengming stepped inside, only to find a short, elderly man in a green robe sitting on a large, ornate wooden chair in the main courtyard. The man had white hair, wrinkled skin like a chicken’s, and deep-set eyes.

Behind the green-robed elder stood quite a few Disciples of the Wind and Cloud Daoist School, a rather large formation that made Feng Zhengming pause in surprise.

"Master, why have you come out personally?"

Seeing this, Feng Zhengming couldn’t help but turn back and glance at Lu Yu, Lu Hongyu, and the others.

’Could it be that these young providers from Anning County are so important to Master that he would greet them in person?’

Feng Hao sat on the large chair, his hands clenched tightly within his wide sleeves. He saw his legacy disciple lead the youths from the county—the very ones who would sustain the Wind and Cloud Daoist School’s finances—into the school.

He only gave him a slight nod before his gaze shifted past him to ’Daoist School Street’ outside, as if he were waiting for someone.

CREAK, CREAK!

The moment after Feng Zhengming asked his question, he suddenly heard a trembling sound from the Daoist School courtyards behind him. One after another, ten-foot-tall, red-lacquered wooden gates swung open.

The resident Grandmasters within, just like his Master Feng Hao, had all moved chairs out to sit in the center of their courtyards. One by one, their True Qi surged and flowed, its presence rushing to the heavens!

Just as he had said: sixty-three Daoist Schools, and sixty-three Grandmasters!

Except for those who were occupied and not present in their schools, the rest... were all here!

"This... this..."

It wasn’t just an Immortal Robe Martial Artist like Feng Zhengming.

Lu Yu, Lu Hongyu, and the others were completely stunned. Under the immense pressure of dozens of streams of vast True Qi twisting together into a single rope—so powerful it even scattered some of the twilight clouds...

...they could only feel their bodies trembling, finding it hard to breathe.

At that moment, they all had a single thought.

’This is a scene so magnificent, we’ll never see its like again in our entire lives.’

Dozens of Grandmasters, sitting in their chairs, with their True Qi fully unleashed!

Heavens have mercy.

’Just who in the world could remain calm and composed, their expression unchanged, under such a potent Qi Mechanism?!’

TAP, TAP, TAP.

However, beneath this terrifying pressure that stretched across the entire ’Daoist School Street’, a set of steady and determined footsteps began to sound, unhurried and deliberate.