Chapter 813: Mu Liu

"Sect Master Xuankun of the Heaven Spirit Sect?"

As countless exclamations echoed through the world, Zhou Yuan looked with some surprise towards a stone pillar not far away, where he saw a figure standing with hands clasped behind his back.

This was a frail, elderly man. He wore a moon-white robe, seemingly inscribed with layers of cloud patterns. Beneath these patterns, eyes resembling those of a colossal beast seemed to peer out, giving him an exceptionally mysterious aura.

His face was as calm as a tranquil pond, and his eyes were like a fathomless abyss, inscrutable.

He merely stood there, emanating no energy fluctuations, yet it felt as if the entire world bowed before him.

"Yes, that is indeed Sect Master Xuankun," Ye Bingling murmured beside him. "Don't let his aged and frail appearance deceive you. Sect Master Xuankun is renowned throughout the Hunyuan Heaven for his nearly saint-like, incredibly powerful physical body. With every movement, he can tear apart the heavens and earth."

Zhou Yuan's eyes widened in astonishment; he was clearly taken aback. He genuinely hadn't expected this seemingly withered and frail old man to possess such a terrifying physical body.

"Sect Master Xuankun's Myriad Kun Law Domain can transform into thousands of divine Kuns. Once a divine Kun is absorbed into his body, that power can move an entire continent!"

Zhou Yuan's scalp tingled. Move a continent? What kind of terrifying power was that? No wonder Master Cang Yuan's disappearance meant Senior Sister Xi Jing struggled to suppress the Heaven Spirit Sect. This old man's combat power was simply explosive.

While lamenting inwardly, Zhou Yuan's gaze shifted to the stone pillar beside Xuankun. A slender, graceful figure stood there, her wine-red, shoulder-length hair gently fluttering in the wind, exuding an indescribable heroic aura that caused countless young women across the land to gaze at her with starry, adoring eyes.

That, naturally, was Xi Jing.

Two of the five Grand Elders had arrived today, a significant level of importance.

Amidst the greetings of the multitude, Xi Jing and Sect Master Xuankun nodded slightly. Then, Xi Jing's clear voice rang out: "There's no need for such formalities."

Her gaze swept towards the Wind Pavilion, then briefly over Zhou Yuan, and she said, "Today, the Wind Pavilion begins its competition for the Pavilion Master position, which has been vacant for many years. I hope you all exert your full strength and do not disappoint."

All Wind Pavilion disciples respectfully assented.

With a sweep of Xi Jing's sleeve, the Origin Qi of heaven and earth converged, forming a seat behind her and Sect Master Xuankun. She gestured with a hand, smiling faintly, "I didn't expect Sect Master Xuankun to be so concerned about the Wind Pavilion's Pavilion Master competition that he would come in person."

Sect Master Xuankun sat down on the throne and leisurely said, "I have nothing else to do. It's quite enjoyable to come and observe these juniors."

Hearing this, Xi Jing scoffed inwardly. This old man probably came because he was worried that if she lost, she might find an excuse to invalidate today's competition for Pavilion Master. After all, the Heaven Spirit Sect had coveted the Wind Pavilion for a long time.

"When Master was still here, Sect Master Xuankun wasn't nearly this enthusiastic," Xi Jing stated.

Sect Master Xuankun chuckled, "If Grand Elder Cang Yuan were here, he would be powerful enough to dominate the world, with all matters under his control. Where would an old man like me need to meddle? Now that the Grand Elder has departed, to prevent chaos in the Tianyuan Region, I can only meddle a bit more. Otherwise, if the Grand Elder returns one day, I wouldn't have a good explanation."

At this point, he paused suddenly and asked, "I wonder if Grand Elder Xi Jing has received any recent news from the Grand Elder?"

Xi Jing's expression remained calm as she replied, "My Master is elusive. He will naturally return when it is time for him to do so."

Xuankun merely smiled, saying nothing more. His abyss-like eyes revealed no hint of his thoughts.

At this moment, with the arrival of the two prominent figures, Xi Jing and Sect Master Xuankun, the competition for the Wind Pavilion Master officially commenced amidst the eager gazes of the multitude.

Countless eyes converged on Chen Beifeng and Ye Bingling at this moment. As for Zhou Yuan, although he was a Deputy Pavilion Master, he received little attention for a while. It seemed no one thought the Pavilion Master competition today would have anything to do with him...

Chen Beifeng savored the feeling of being in the spotlight. He then turned his head, gave Zhou Yuan and Ye Bingling a sneer, and suddenly stomped his foot.

The stone pillar beneath his feet cracked, and his figure shot forward, landing heavily on the bluestone plaza floating in the center of the lake. His formidable power caused ripples to spread across the water's surface.

"Chen Beifeng, Deputy Pavilion Master of the Wind Pavilion!" Chen Beifeng roared like thunder, his eyes like daggers fixed on Ye Bingling. "I request your guidance here!"

Ye Bingling's pretty face was cold as her slender figure also shot forth, landing on the bluestone plaza. Her voice was chillingly clear: "Ye Bingling, Deputy Pavilion Master of the Wind Pavilion!"

As these two appeared on the plaza over the lake, the atmosphere in the area instantly became fervent. Countless gazes converged on them with great interest, as in the eyes of those present, today's competition for Pavilion Master primarily revolved around these two individuals on the stage.

Not far away, a large crowd of figures had gathered. They belonged to the Forest Pavilion. In a sense, the Forest Pavilion had a closer relationship with the Wind Pavilion, as Xi Jing and the Mu Clan were also considered allies, formed to counter the Heaven Spirit Sect, the Profound Crystal Clan, and the Bai Clan.

At this moment, at the forefront of the Forest Pavilion members, several figures were also intently watching Chen Beifeng and Ye Bingling in the arena.

"Boss, who do you think will become the Wind Pavilion Master? If it's Chen Beifeng, wouldn't that be quite disadvantageous for Senior Xi Jing?" asked a burly man whose voice was like muffled thunder. As he spoke, his spit sprayed out like falling snowflakes.

In front of the burly man stood a young man with a refined countenance. The youth was tall and straight, his green robes immaculate, exuding an indescribable sense of cleanliness.

At this moment, as the youth watched the burly man speak, observing the moisture splattering onto his clothes, his eye twitched slightly. He then suppressed the urge to change his clothes on the spot and said with a gentle smile, "Manzi, I can hear you, so you don't need to stand so close to me."

"Oh, but if Chen Beifeng becomes the Wind Pavilion Master, won't our Forest Pavilion have to deal with three factions from now on? I'm afraid we won't be able to defeat them," the burly man, known as Manzi, nodded. As he spoke, a few more drops of spittle splattered onto the youth's shoulder.

The youth visibly shuddered.

The burly man finally noticed and immediately gave an honest smile, saying, "My apologies, boss, let me wipe it for you."

He hastily extended his large, grimy hand towards the youth's shoulder to wipe it.

Staring at the approaching grimy hand, the refined youth's temple throbbed. He finally couldn't bear it any longer. He lashed out with a leg like a bolt of lightning, and before the black hand could land, he kicked the burly man directly into the lake.

"You scoundrel! I've told you ten thousand times, just talk, don't spit at me! Are you trying to infuriate me to death so you can inherit my position as Pavilion Master?!" the youth exclaimed in exasperation.

Seeing this, the many Forest Pavilion members around them couldn't help but stifle their laughter, not daring to show it.

For the youth before them was none other than Mu Liu, their Forest Pavilion Master.

Beside Mu Liu, a girl in a pale green long dress let out an undisguised chuckle. She had a beautiful, delicate face, a waist as slender as a willow branch, and an elegant demeanor.

Her name was Mu Qingyan, and she was the second most important figure in the Forest Pavilion. The burly man whom the youth had just kicked into the lake was the third most important figure in the Forest Pavilion, named Jiang Man.

Everyone in the Forest Pavilion knew that their Pavilion Master was usually calm and composed, showing no fear even when facing Lu Xiao of the Fire Pavilion. His only flaw, however, was his extreme obsession with cleanliness, unable to tolerate even the slightest speck of dirt on himself.

If this particular quirk of his was triggered, his usually impeccable composure would instantly break down, and he would stomp his feet and yell like a shrew.

Mu Qingyan watched Mu Liu, who was black-faced and furiously wiping his clothes with a handkerchief, and chuckled, "So, who do you think will win?"

After thoroughly cleaning his clothes, Mu Liu's expression reverted to his usual composed and placid state. He glanced at Chen Beifeng and Ye Bingling in the arena, then, after a moment, slightly furrowed his brow and slowly shifted his gaze towards Zhou Yuan's figure at the very front of the Wind Pavilion.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Why do I feel that guy is a bit dangerous?"

Mu Qingyan paused, her beautiful eyes also turning towards Zhou Yuan. She said with a hint of amusement, "That new Deputy Pavilion Master of the Wind Pavilion? A mid-stage Divine Dwelling expert? Are you sure your feeling isn't mistaken this time?"

She knew that Mu Liu, for some reason, had an extremely keen perception of dangerous auras, but could he really be mistaken this time?

Mu Liu stated earnestly, "Although that guy looks as gentle as a rabbit and harmless, he exudes a sinister aura. He must have pulled off countless 'feign weakness to catch a tiger' schemes. Such people are the most cunning; you can't judge them by their superficial appearance."

He then shrugged, "That's what my senses tell me. Whether they're mistaken, I don't know."

"Anyway, just watch. If my feeling isn't mistaken, he will definitely make a move today, because..."

He looked at the two figures confronting each other on the plaza in the center of the lake and sighed softly.

"Ye Bingling is no match for Chen Beifeng."