This time, because preparations had been made a hundred years ago, the people of Huangshan set up the "Huangshan Cloud Mist Formation," combining the strength of the people, they finally collected a immortal treasure and several high-grade magic weapons, which could be considered as a bountiful harvest. And this immortal treasure was the "Demon Refining Furnace" used by Daoist Songfeng when he refined the demon some time ago. Following this, during the "Ten Year Swordsmanship Competition" held by the six major sects, it attracted a lot of attention. The Demon Refining Furnace was also rated as one of the top ten immortal treasures in the cultivation world.
After this vision, the Huangshan Sect also realized that there were actually many immortal treasures here, but it was extremely difficult to subdue them. It was simply impossible for the Huangshan Sect alone to accomplish this. So, instead of trying to subdue them, it was better to show good faith and give some favors to the various sects. Therefore, the head disciples of the Huangshan Sect notified the entire cultivation world that a chance would appear in a hundred years in Huangshan, inviting experts from various sects to gather and collect magic weapons together. This gathering was named the Gathering Spirit Convention.
In fact, the major sects were well aware that the magic weapons they were collecting were obviously left behind by the peerless experts of ancient times. Most true experts would have their own storage magic weapons, which required their own vital energy to activate. However, since those experts perished together, their storage magic weapons became ineffective, and all the magic weapons were immediately released. Fortunately, their final power had laid down a strange force field throughout the entire Tian Du Yin Peak, so these magic weapons could only flutter within this area and could not escape. Only at the end of every hundred years, due to certain profound reasons related to the operation of heaven and earth, the force field in this area would weaken. Therefore, the spiritual energy of the immortals and various magic weapons in the area would disperse, and only during this time could the experts of the major sects have a chance to collect the magic weapons.
Having finished telling this story, Xiaolin couldn't help but sigh deeply and say, "I wonder how powerful the cultivators of the past were. Just their refined magic weapons have already made it difficult for us to collect them, even when we gathered the entire sect's strength and set up the Huangshan Cloud Mist Formation. I heard from Master that over the past ten thousand years, the overall strength of the entire cultivation world has decreased by more than a hundredfold!"
"Oh, I've heard about this," Xiao Kai boastfully said. "The old man also said that it's been ten thousand years since any cultivator ascended. This issue can only be solved by our chosen sect."
"Haha, you chosen sect can solve it? Haha, it's probably another so-called Nameless Heavenly Book, right?"
"Huh, how do you know about our sect's secret?"
"Of course I know," Xiaolin said, barely holding back her laughter. "Don't you know that the Nameless Heavenly Book is very famous in the cultivation world?"
"Heh, I really didn't know," Xiao Kai laughed. "In fact, our chosen sect is not that powerful..."
"You've misunderstood," Xiaolin blushed and restrained her smile, "Actually, the Nameless Heavenly Book has a nickname in the cultivation world, it's called... it's called..."
After stammering for a while, Xiaolin finally said, "It's called the biggest scam in the history of cultivation." With this said, she burst into a very un-ladylike laughter.
"Ah!" Xiao Kai was dumbfounded.
"For the past ten thousand years, each generation of the chosen sect's leader has told their successors that the Nameless Heavenly Book is the most important treasure in the entire cultivation world, the key to the ascension of the cultivation world, and the proof of maintaining peace in the cultivation world. But in fact? This book is completely useless. Generation after generation of chosen sect leaders have desperately researched the Nameless Heavenly Book, but have never researched anything useful. Also, the chosen sect's own cultivation methods are very elementary. So, for the past ten thousand years, the chosen sect has long since fallen from being the 'closest to the divine' to a second-rate sect," Xiaolin patiently explained. "So, although this Nameless Heavenly Book is considered the number one magic treasure in the cultivation world, even if you were to give it to someone else, they wouldn't want it. Only the sect's disciples hold it dear."
"But... but I...," seeing the situation, Xiao Kai, who wasn't entirely clueless, did not divulge Xiao Guan at a critical moment. Instead, he touched his head awkwardly and chuckled, asking, "If that's the case, why did your master invite me to participate in this gathering?"
"In fact, the reason Master invited you to the convention has nothing to do with whether you are the leader of the chosen sect or the Nameless Heavenly Book. It is mainly because of your Demonic Sealing Chant," Xiaolin divulged everything, "The Demonic Sealing Chant, it's also an ancient thing passed down for thousands of years in the cultivation world!"
After saying this, Xiaolin remembered that this person before her was the only heir to the Demonic Sealing Chant in the world, and the slight disdain in her heart quietly disappeared. "Hmm, he might actually be hiding his capabilities."
Thinking this way, the little girl stopped talking and led Xiao Kai through the hall.
There were many disciples of the Huangshan sect, but their clothes were all of uniform color. Xiao Kai had to change into a Daoist robe. When the two returned to the Tian Du Yin Peak, it was already noon. The sun hung high in the sky, but due to the high altitude and the mountain winds, it didn't feel hot. All the disciples of Huangshan were sitting cross-legged on the mountaintop. Their Daoist robes also had different colors. Looking around, there were patches of gray here and black there, but it did not seem chaotic. In the distance near the edge of the mountain, the leaders of the six major sects stood proudly. When the wind blew, their robes fluttered, giving them the appearance of immortals.
To the west, there was an open space, where a large group of people with various attire, each looking odd in their own way, sat with solemn expressions. Countless eyes did not look at the approaching Xiao Kai, but instead, were all fixed on the roiling fog at the edge of the cliff.
"Look, that's the place where the immortal spirit and the immortal magic treasures are released," Xiaolin explained.
"Oh," Xiao Kai nodded, and when he looked down, he suddenly felt a slight jump in his heart. The Nameless Heavenly Book had quietly moved in his embrace.
Xiao Kai tightened his grip on the book and looked down. This time, he felt a strong movement from the book, almost slipping out of his hand. This startled him; he firmly held onto the book.
At that moment, he deeply missed Xiao Guan. If Xiao Guan were here, he could definitely tell Xiao Kai what to do. Unfortunately, Xiao Guan had gone into seclusion a few days ago, and out of a small bit of humanitarianism, Xiao Kai had decided to let Xiao Guan cultivate for a few days without waking him up. Now he was at a loss.
The voice of Daoist Songfeng was heard from afar, "Attention, all fellow cultivators, the magic treasures are about to appear. All disciples of Huangshan, quickly set up the Huangshan Cloud Mist Formation!"
As soon as the words came out, Xiao Kai saw numerous colorful rays spraying out from the deep pool, rushing directly from the hundred-zhang rock wall under the cliff. In an instant, it filled the entire sky!
At that moment, the scene on the mountaintop was simply stunning, as if the entire world had paused like a scene from a movie, freezing all the cultivators in place.
Every cultivator's magic treasure was their greatest secret, but now there were no more secrets, as all the magic treasures were on full display.
Of course, this caused a lot of emotions in many people.
"Oh, so that's what the Demon Refining Furnace looks like..."
"Wow, the flying sword of Sect Leader Xuefeng is so cool, it's obviously tailored for handsome men!"
"Yeah, Sect Leader Lantian Yu is quite subtle, the colorful threads wound around the handle are really beautiful."
"Damn, Tianshan's Destroying Life has always claimed to use a flying sword, turns out it's a lie, it's clearly a huge iron rod. It's amazing how he's been nicknamed the Gentleman's Sword."
"Grandma's, why do I see the night pearl on the flying sword used by Senior Brother, being the one I gave to my wife. Hmph, it seems there's an affair going on!"
...
As these sentiments arose, the Nameless Heavenly Book began to show its power. The entire white fog that filled the mountaintop was like garbage meeting a vacuum cleaner, as it began to be absorbed by the Nameless Heavenly Book into a long line, about three to four zhang thick. It quickly gathered towards the position of the Nameless Heavenly Book, looking like a huge baleen whale opening its mouth and sucking in all the surrounding seawater.
The whole process lasted for about three to four minutes, and during this time, the minds of all the cultivators were in a state of short-circuit. They watched in amazement as the dense clouds and mist on the mountaintop were completely absorbed by this small book, leaving not a trace behind. The entire sky above the hidden peak seemed, perhaps for the first time in thousands of years, so pure and clear that not even a trace of mist could be found. Countless treasures sparkled in the sunlight.
The next moment…
With a chaotic sound of "clatter", the treasures with owners each returned to their respective masters, while the ownerless ones all turned into streams of light and rushed back into the depths of the cliff. Looking from the small clearing, it was clear that these treasures flew directly into the deep pool, but despite their violent flight, the pool didn't produce a single ripple. It was as if an invisible hand had pressed the entire pool tightly, making it unable to move.
"It seems this is the restriction that Xiaolin mentioned," Xiaokai quietly thought to himself.
"Hey, what's going on?"
"You, kid, who are you? Why did you absorb all the spiritual energy? You have to let me have a sip of the soup!"
"What the heck is this? How does it look like a book? Is this a new treasure refined by a master?"
"No way, this can't be happening. Songfeng, we've come from far away, you have to give us an explanation!"
Undoubtedly, even the six major sects were stunned. When the six sect leaders approached, their expressions were each more remarkable than the last. Songfeng took the lead and walked over, paying no attention to the Yellow Mountain Cloud Array, which had just been partially activated nearby. He stuttered, "Xiaokai, what... what's going on? That... that thing, is it the Nameless Book?"
"I have no idea," Xiaokai said helplessly, "The Nameless Book doesn't listen to commands. It just ran up into the sky on its own. Look here," he pointed to the holes in his robe, "It tore my clothes."
"But what... what does it want to do?" Songfeng clearly had concerns. After all, this was a once-in-a-century opportunity, which was actually being disrupted by Xiaokai. However, he had seen Xiaokai fight the Heavenly Demon and now witnessed the performance of the Nameless Book. In his mind, Xiaokai's image had become mysterious and imposing, so he was determined not to offend him.
Xiaokai shrugged, "I have no idea what it's trying to do."
At this point, the Nameless Book in the air suddenly seemed to lose its power and fell limp, landing right in front of Xiaokai. He picked up the book and, without any hesitation, examined it left and right in front of all the cultivators. After a long look, he still couldn't figure out what it was. He tried to turn the pages with his hands, but couldn't open a single one. The whole book seemed like a solid iron plate.
"Master… can this… be seen by the humble one?" Songfeng asked very cautiously because it was almost the most taboo thing in the cultivation world to ask another sect to view a treasure. Although the Nameless Book had been acknowledged as a waste for thousands of years, today it had undoubtedly proved itself otherwise. Therefore, wanting to see it now seemed a bit presumptuous.
However, his curiosity ultimately overcame his reservations. Also, this master called Yan Xiaokai seemed quite easy to talk to. So, in the end, Songfeng still said it out.
"What, you want to see my book? Be careful, I must warn you, this book is to be seen by those destined for it. If outsiders see it, they will incur heavenly condemnation. Our company's Manager Jia has suffered from it, you know," Xiaokai said.
"Ahem, this... the humble one is not afraid," Songfeng said with embarrassment, "I'm of a certain age, and when it comes to matters of life and death, I have always been indifferent."
To Songfeng, Xiaokai's words clearly indicated evasion. So, today's events must have been intentionally sabotaged by Xiaokai. Since it was intentional, it amounted to bullying right at their doorstep, and Songfeng couldn't just turn a blind eye to it.
But who knew that Xiaokai would readily hand over the book, saying, "Then take a look."
Songfeng took the book cautiously, still not sure what was going on. He looked at it for a long time, trying to use his spiritual energy to sense it, but the book was as lifeless as an ordinary book; it was completely inanimate.
"Has it been switched? But that was quick. He's not the king of a thousand," Songfeng muttered in frustration, returning the book to Xiaokai, "I may have been overly suspicious."
However, Xiaokai paid no attention to these comments, only focusing on Songfeng with a puzzled look, "Hmm, strange, why hasn't the heavenly condemnation occurred yet? Last time it came very quickly."
"What did you say?" Songfeng didn't hear clearly, leaned his head to get closer, and suddenly heard a loud thunder from the clear sky that shook the entire mountaintop. Then, a warm flow burst straight onto his forehead, almost deafening him; his emaciated body was pushed down by a tremendous force, causing him to make a cracking sound as he sank into the hard rock about three inches deep with his feet right in the depression.
"Look, the heavenly condemnation has come!" Xiaokai clapped his hands, "Look, isn't it as I said? You all have to testify for me. If he has any problems, I won't take responsibility."
"Master Xiaokai, what's happening?" Songfeng swayed his head, bewildered, and inquired inexplicably.
The other five sect leaders were dumbfounded, with their eyes wide open, unable to say a word.
In their eyes, they all clearly saw the clear sky thunder, which caused Songfeng to sink three inches into the ground, and his long robe was smashed into powder, with his long hair standing up like a porcupine.
When the wind blew, Songfeng's clothes turned into fragments and scattered, leaving his emaciated body bare before the eyes of all the cultivators.
"Master, you…" Xiaolin blushed again, wanting to laugh but dared not, she pointed at her master's body with her hand. Songfeng looked down blankly, then looked around at the strange expressions of his peers. Suddenly realizing what had happened, he screamed like he had seen a ghost, turning into a streak of light and rushing out. People saw him as a white figure whisking by, leaving a burnt smell lingering in the air.
"Does anyone else want to take a look?" Xiaokai boldly brought out the Nameless Book and handed it to Xiaolin, "Here, give it a try."
Xiaolin's face was red, and she spat at him, avoiding him from a distance, and said in a shy manner, "You big pervert."
"Huh, how did I become associated with being a pervert?" Xiaokai wanted to explain but suddenly remembered Songfeng's nude appearance just now, so he immediately understood, and his eyes looked peculiarly at Xiaolin, making the girl blush again and shyly hiding behind Huang Bei not far away.