Chapter 1 Defeat, Not Easy

Defeat is not easy.

Because people have a natural desire to win, no matter how much they suggest to themselves, it will provoke resistance in their hearts.

Of course, more importantly, seeking defeat may not necessarily lead to true defeat.

In the two years since his spiritual form was perfected, although he had fought against the true disciples of the Myriad Dharma, he had only truly been defeated once.

That was by Li Xunyi.

As for Lin Yanlong, he had never even seen him. He had not seen him until now, as if he had disappeared.

"Li Xunyi."

Yuan Duxiu's heart stirred slightly as he saw Li Xunyi, after landing, turn his head to look.

The two exchanged a glance, then shifted their gazes away.

After that defeat, he could feel changes in himself, but he couldn't quite explain them, only vaguely felt they were a good thing.

......

"Of the thirty-one true disciples of the Myriad Dharma Tower of this generation, why did only half come? Where's Lin Yanlong? Mu Yuanhua, Mo Kaifeng, Fang Xingwu? They suppressed themselves for more than a decade to condense the most perfect divine body, preparing for today. Why didn't any of them come?"

Scanning the many true disciples of the Myriad Dharma Tower, some of the true disciples of the Taiyi Sect were surprised.

The relationship between the Taiyi Sect and the Myriad Dharma Tower was not bad, so they naturally understood each other very well. They were very clear that, counting the one new true disciple from over two years ago,

There were as many as thirty-one true disciples of the Myriad Dharma Tower of this generation, but only thirteen had come, less than half, which was naturally somewhat surprising.

Lan Shuixian scanned around, not seeing Lin Yanlong, and was also slightly surprised.

Mo Baobao even shouted out loud, "Li Xunyi, did only a few of you from the Myriad Dharma Tower come? Where's Xue Tianfeng, that deadpan face? Where's Lin Yanlong, that old codger? Where are the others?"

He spoke without the slightest politeness, making the faces of the disciples of the Myriad Dharma Tower darken.

But Mo Baobao's status was too high. Not to mention the true disciples, even the heads of various sects had to be amiable when they saw him, so naturally they couldn't get angry.

But they didn't want to pay attention to him either.

Only Li Xunyi, whose name had been called, looked slightly unwell, but still opened his mouth to answer, "Senior Brother Xue didn't travel with us. Senior Brother Lin was delayed by something and will return later. The other junior brothers felt their cultivation was insufficient and are still cultivating in the sect."

He naturally couldn't say that these dozen or so people had all been defeated by Yuan Duxiu.

In fact, this was also a shadow for him. Ever since he had reluctantly taken action and defeated Yuan Duxiu, he had always felt a shadow in his heart, restless.

"Young Master Lan!"

At this time, Yuan Duxiu also descended from the rainbow bridge, cupped his hands slightly, and thanked Lan Shuixian, "I will never forget your protection that day, Yuan Duxiu will never forget it."

His voice carried, and many people turned their heads.

They only felt that the newcomer was tall, handsome, and full of spirit, and his aura was as masculine as fire. As he stepped forward, it seemed that the surrounding air was filled with a kind of harmonious aura.

"It's you?"

Lan Shuixian's eyes flickered. He only felt that Yuan Duxiu's aura was as masculine as the sun, and his momentum was imposing as he stepped forward. Compared with three years ago, he had undergone earth-shaking changes!

Invisibly, he even felt a trace of pressure.

"Yuan Duxiu."

Seeing Yuan Duxiu walking down the rainbow bridge, the faces of the true disciples of the Myriad Dharma Tower changed slightly, as if they were unwilling to get too close to him, and they all left with a flick of their sleeves.

Li Xunyi felt that masculine aura and left for Celestial Pride City without even turning his head, as if he didn't want to see him.

"This is..."

This scene of avoiding a plague god made the disciples of the Taiyi Sect somewhat surprised.

Mo Baobao jumped forward, landed in front of Yuan Duxiu, and looked him up and down, marveling, "You, what kind of lucky encounter did you have?"

He couldn't help but be surprised.

He had seen Yuan Duxiu three years ago. At that time, his martial arts had been crippled, his injuries had not yet healed, and he could be said to be extremely miserable.

In just three years, he had actually achieved the demeanor of one person arriving and the true disciples of the Myriad Dharma Tower retreating, which was truly unbelievable.

"I didn't expect you to have cultivated the Great Sun Holy Body."

Lan Shuixian's expression was indifferent, neither intimate nor distant, as if he was the same as when they first met three years ago, "I was indeed mistaken back then."

He was talking about the matter of wanting to take him as a sword-bearing servant.

"Young Master Lan's grace of protection, Yuan Duxiu is grateful in his heart."

Yuan Duxiu saluted again.

Without experiencing despair, one would not understand how grateful one would be to be protected by someone when one was looking around blankly, with no way to go in heaven or earth.

Although it was only half a year, he could not forget this kindness.

As for the sword-bearing servant, it was the same. If he had agreed to this matter that day, no matter how much Lin Yanbai hated him, he would not dare to cause trouble for him.

"It's just a transaction. The Extinction Dharma True Form Diagram is also of great use to me."

Lan Shuixian flicked his sleeve, and a long sword the color of withered wood had already swept across and landed in front of Yuan Duxiu, "This sword was found by me from the treasure trove recorded in the Extinction Dharma True Form Diagram. It should have been yours."

Buzz~

Yuan Duxiu casually wiped it, and the long sword shone with a emerald green color, as if it had regained its vitality.

"Wait, Yuan Duxiu..."

A delicate female disciple of the Taiyi Sect suddenly widened her eyes, "So it's you!"

"Senior Sister Liu, do you know this senior brother?"

The other female disciples of the Taiyi Sect were also a little curious.

This Yuan Duxiu was handsome, his aura was masculine, and his cultivation seemed to be the legendary Great Sun Holy Body comparable to the Eastern Wilderness Divine Body, which could be considered their opponent on this trip.

Naturally, they wanted to know more.

"This one is no ordinary true disciple."

That Senior Sister Liu recognized Yuan Duxiu, and her eyes suddenly had a strange look, "This Senior Brother Yuan is Senior Sister Miao's 'Dao Companion'!" (dual cultivation partner)

"Senior Sister Miao's 'Dao Companion'!"

Suddenly, several female disciples understood and looked at Yuan Duxiu with no awe in their eyes, but rather with a bit of playfulness.

Miao Meng was a legendary figure hundreds of years ago, rumored to have swept through her peers, a thoroughly ruthless character.

Her position in the Myriad Dharma Tower was even higher than Mo Baobao's in the Taiyi Sect!

Almost no one could compete with her for the position of the next sect leader of the Myriad Dharma Tower!

Because apart from Lan Shuixian's generation, all the true disciples of the Myriad Dharma Tower for more than eight hundred years, regardless of gender, had all been defeated by her!

"You are that crazy woman's 'Dao Companion'?!"

Mo Baobao was shocked.

Of course, he knew that Miao Meng had found a handyman disciple as a 'Dao Companion', but he didn't care at all, thinking that Miao Meng had just found a cauldron.

After all, with her cultivation, it was impossible for her to find a handyman disciple as a Dao Companion.

But he didn't expect that Yuan Duxiu was actually that handyman disciple!

Lan Shuixian's eyes also moved.

Under the gaze of many people, Yuan Duxiu no longer felt the discomfort he once had, but simply nodded and admitted frankly:

"That's right, Miao Meng is my Dao Companion."

"Ah!"

At this time, Mo Baobao suddenly screamed and rose from the ground.

A formless force transformed into a large hand that lifted him thousands of feet high, and the hand formed by wind and clouds slapped his butt one after another.

He screamed as he was beaten:

"Miao Meng, Miao Meng! You dare to hit me, you still dare to hit me!"

Alarmed by this scene, the many disciples of the Taiyi Sect who were about to take action immediately dispelled the idea of taking action when they heard the words Miao Meng.

Even the old man standing with his hands behind his back on the Ancient Golden Luan couldn't help but shake his head.

It's good for this little ancestor to suffer a little.

"It's natural to hit you for speaking improperly!"

Miao Meng's clear and cold voice came from the Myriad Dragon Boat, "Even if your father were here, I would still hit you if I wanted to!"

Bang~

As the words floated, Mo Baobao fell to the ground like a meteor, planted upside down into the ground, leaving only two small legs kicking outside.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Miao, for showing mercy."

Several Taiyi Sect disciples secretly rejoiced, but still saluted before 'pulling' Mo Baobao out.

"Pfft!"

Mo Baobao spat out the mud in his mouth and screamed in anger, wishing he could immediately take out the Sumeru Golden Mountain and smash that crazy woman into a pancake.

"Alright."

Lan Shuixian scolded.

Only then did Mo Baobao shut his mouth with a flushed face, feeling that he had suffered a great humiliation, and glared fiercely at Yuan Duxiu, gnashing his teeth:

"You wait for me!"

"......"

Yuan Duxiu was speechless.

Tap tap tap~

While everyone was in a chaotic state, a heavy footstep like a drumbeat came from a distance.

This footstep was extremely clear, not affected by the noisy environment at all. Instead, it suppressed other noises and alarmed everyone.

Everyone turned their heads to look.

They saw on the straight and wide official road outside Celestial Pride City, a martial man clad in black armor, with a cloak like fire behind him, carrying a halberd as he strode forward.

His aura was flamboyant. From dozens of miles away, it was like a tide rushing in, crashing down, as if a murderous intent had enveloped everyone.

With the possibility of taking action at any time.

It had to make everyone look sideways.

"Lan Shuixian! I didn't expect you to really condense the Eastern Continent Divine Body, good, good, good!"

At the moment the thick and long voice sounded, Wu Er was still dozens of miles away. Before the last syllable was uttered, he had already arrived ten feet in front of everyone.

The fierce aura rushed to the face, making the expressions of the Taiyi Sect disciples become solemn.

There were many madmen in Jingyang Mountain, and this Wu Er cultivated the 'Demon Lord Appearance' and refined the 'Taisui Dharma Body'. He was the most domineering and arrogant person, truly the kind of person who would take action as soon as he said so.

"Wu Er."

Lan Shuixian didn't move. Water waves had already spread and stretched out, as if a Milky Way was rolling out, submerging all the evil aura that Wu Er had spread:

"You have become more and more ferocious."

Wu Er looked around and nodded slightly, "Ancient Golden Luan, Myriad Dragon Boat, plus the Lingtian Sword that arrived early, the Dharma Refining Nine-Headed Lion, the Extinction Spirit House of the Extinction Dao... The ten major sects are almost all here."

He looked around, very satisfied, as if he was an old glutton seeing delicious delicacies:

"Good, good ah."

Finally, his gaze fell on Yuan Duxiu, and his eyes visibly burned: "Great Sun Holy Body! Did your old man pass this on to you?"

Old man?

Yuan Duxiu was stunned at first, then frowned, responding in a cold voice, very displeased, "Who are you talking about?"

"Hehe~"

Wu Er lowered his halberd, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Those who have seen Yuan Yang Dao Ren have either died or been suppressed. Only I have truly fought with him. Your auras come from the same source, not only are you from the same sect, but you must also be of direct bloodline..."

What?

Yuan Duxiu's heart shook.