The battle lasted for seven days, yet there was still no clear victor.
Whether it was Zhou Muxi or Zhang Qingyu, both were top-tier experts, practically invincible among their peers. Unless it was a fight to the death, it was incredibly difficult to determine who was superior.
"Elder Zhou, let's just end it here. Fighting on like this isn't getting us anywhere. How about we call this round a draw?"
Zhang Qingyu proposed, scratching his head.
Zhou Muxi flicked her wrist, executing a sword flourish, and looked at Zhang Qingyu calmly. "Acceptable."
If they continued fighting, who knew when a victor would emerge. Besides, Zhou Muxi could sense that Zhang Qingyu wasn't using his full strength.
If her opponent went all out while she had various trump cards she couldn't use, she would likely end up losing. Rather than that, it was better to end in a draw.
Since neither had any objections, the referee could only declare a draw.
Currently, the overall score still had the Supreme Dao Sect far in the lead.
"I didn't expect this round to be a draw. As expected, it's quite difficult for Saint Realm experts to determine a clear winner."
"After all, Elder Zhou and Dao Child Zhang Qingyu are both top-tier geniuses of their respective factions. It makes sense that their strengths are similar. However, the Haoran Righteousness Sect will be under a lot of pressure in the upcoming secondary profession competitions."
Zhang Qingyu returned to Zhang Wudao's side. "Martial Uncle, since the match is over, I'll be heading off now."
Zhang Wudao glared at him. "Why didn't you use your full strength? Do you want the Haoran Righteousness Sect to beat us?"
"Martial Uncle, she didn't use her full strength either. Continuing the fight wouldn't have changed the outcome. Besides, there are still so many matches left. With your thorough preparations, the Supreme Dao Sect won't lose."
With that said, Zhang Qingyu left casually without looking back.
He didn't care at all about which sect became the leader of the righteous path. What was the point of all this fighting? It was better to strengthen oneself, strive for early ascension, and pursue the Great Dao.
Zhou Muxi returned to Mo Tianxiao and the others. She looked at them and said:
"The secondary profession competition is divided into beginner, intermediate, advanced, and supreme levels, which account for ten, twenty, thirty, and forty percent of the score weighting respectively. Our current total score is lagging behind the Supreme Dao Sect, so we must guarantee victory in at least three secondary profession categories."
Mo Tianxiao chuckled lightly. "The supreme level accounts for forty percent. Then, as long as the Haoran Righteousness Sect wins any one of the other three rounds, we can at least guarantee a tie."
Zhou Muxi gave him a profound look. "That is under the premise that you can guarantee total victory in all four supreme-level competitions."
"Next up is the first round of the secondary profession competition: Alchemy! Will the participating alchemists from both sides please take the stage."
On the Haoran Righteousness Sect's side, Mo Tianxiao naturally led the team. Four alchemists of different levels stepped onto the stage, and all four matches were held simultaneously.
He glanced at the Supreme Dao Sect's supreme-level alchemist—a little old man who was nothing to fear.
"Go Elder Nan!! Elder Nan, defeat them! Elder Nan's alchemy skills are unparalleled in the world, no one can rival her!"
As soon as Mo Tianxiao stepped onto the stage, cultivators from the Haoran Righteousness Sect, and even those from all over the Great Zhou Dynasty who had come to watch, screamed and cheered until it was deafening, leaving the other unaware cultivators completely bewildered.
"What's going on? Is this elder from the Haoran Righteousness Sect really that popular?"
"You must not know, right? This fairy is the most incredible supreme-level alchemist in the Haoran Righteousness Sect, and perhaps even the most incredible supreme-level alchemist in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.
She has a gentle personality and isn't aloof like other alchemists. She treats any cultivator who seeks her for alchemy equally, and her fees are much lower than those of other alchemists.
In the Great Zhou Dynasty, there isn't a single cultivator who doesn't know her reputation."
"I see. Looking at it this way, the Haoran Righteousness Sect is bound to win this alchemist competition."
The alchemists from both sides entered the arena, and the referee announced the start of the alchemy contest.
Mo Tianxiao looked at the other three contestants from the Haoran Righteousness Sect. "Relax. As long as you three can guarantee a win in one round, we won't lose."
"Yes, Elder Nan!"
With Mo Tianxiao holding the fort, the psychological pressure on the three of them naturally eased significantly.
After all, with millions of eyes watching, it was impossible to say there was no pressure.
"I've long heard that the Haoran Righteousness Sect recently recruited a supreme-level alchemist with extraordinary alchemy skills. Seeing you today, I didn't expect Elder Nan to be so young."
Mo Tianxiao glanced at the little old man. "There's no need for pleasantries. Let's just begin. Let me see the standard of the Supreme Dao Sect's alchemists."
For the supreme-level competition, the task was naturally to refine the most difficult pill, the Heavenly Tribulation Pill.
When it came to this pill, Mo Tianxiao had it entirely in the bag. The exotic fire he had just obtained from Xiao Fan could immediately be put to use.
Supported by three exotic fires, following a series of smooth and flowing movements, thick dark clouds gathered in the sky.
"Boom!"
Several bolts of lightning struck down, and three perfect-grade Heavenly Tribulation Pills hovered in the air.
Seeing this, the little old man from the Supreme Dao Sect revealed a bitter smile. "I am truly in awe of Elder Nan's alchemy skills. I concede this round."
He hadn't even finished his refinement but already knew the result. If he didn't know that Mo Tianxiao wasn't a Saint Realm expert, he would have suspected the other party was a Saint-level alchemist. How could anyone refine a pill so quickly?
"Is this Fairy Nan's true strength? Even the supreme-level alchemist from the Supreme Dao Sect willingly admits defeat."
"The strength of our Haoran Righteousness Sect's Elder Nan naturally needs no explanation. She's just that powerful!"
The Haoran Righteousness Sect's cheering squad roared in support.
With Mo Tianxiao taking the lead in securing a victory, the morale of the Haoran Righteousness Sect's contestants surged. They secured consecutive victories in the beginner and intermediate alchemy matches. Only the advanced match was lost, but it was harmless to the overall situation.
"Alchemy competition, the Haoran Righteousness Sect wins!"
Winning the alchemy competition without any suspense, the score gap closed a bit.
The competition continued.
"Moving on to the second match of the secondary profession competition, will the participating talisman masters from both sides please enter the arena!"
As the referee's voice rang out, the four talisman masters from the Supreme Dao Sect stepped onto the stage one after another.
Meanwhile, on the Haoran Righteousness Sect's side, the supreme-level talisman master that Zhou Muxi had originally prepared was replaced by Mo Tianxiao.
"My good sister, you absolutely must not lie to me, otherwise, your older sister will get angry."
Zhou Muxi stared at Mo Tianxiao, her gentle tone carrying a hint of threat.
Although she had never witnessed Mo Tianxiao's proficiency in other fields, Zhou Muxi chose to believe him. There was no other reason; she relied purely on her intuition.
Her intuition told her that this ally of hers was genuinely far more extraordinary than imagined.
"I would actually like to see what you look like when you're angry, sister. Unfortunately, it's destined that you won't get the chance."
Mo Tianxiao's figure appeared on the competition stage once again. The numerous spectators, the Haoran Righteousness Sect's cheering squad, and Yao Zhi and the others were all dumbfounded.
Seeing Mo Tianxiao, who had just stepped down, step back onto the stage, the referee froze for a moment and kindly reminded him, "Elder Nan, the alchemy competition has already ended. It is now the talisman competition, you..."
Mo Tianxiao said calmly, "I am untalented, but I also know a little bit about the path of talismans. Is the same person not allowed to participate in two competitions?"
"Uh... naturally, it is allowed." The referee hesitated for a moment before responding.
How much time could a person who had cultivated their alchemy to the supreme level possibly have to study the path of talismans? Presumably, their proficiency wouldn't be too high.
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