Chapter 220
Chapter 220 - Entering the Tomb
The woman descending from the clouds on a white crane was dressed in a simple black Daoist robe adorned with faint silver cloud patterns on her pristine white collar.
Her face was shrouded in mist, making it hard to discern her features. Only her cold and indifferent eyes left a deep impression, instilling fear and chill in those who saw them.
Complete silence surrounded them, broken only by the unified greetings of Yu Xu's disciples echoing in Xia Shui's ears.
Song Na first bowed to the Jade Void disciples, prompting them to lower their hands. These young disciples of the Soaring Wisdom Sect shed their solemn expressions, their faces lighting up with excitement, easing the atmosphere.
“Strange, why is she here…”
The master of the Misty Rain Tower, Pang Veplon, murmured to himself, stroking his beard in puzzlement.
Not only him but also many spectators from other sects were confused. Logically, Song Na should be preparing to record her unique magic on the tablet to ready herself for the Sect Master position.
This was a significant event occurring once every hundred years in Yuxu, tied to the competition for the Master of the Soaring Wisdom Sect, requiring utmost caution.
Despite Song Na's unquestionably superior strength among competitors, the Yuxu Sect members had already tacitly accepted her as the next Sect Leader. Otherwise, why would these Jade Void disciples have such a large presence?
Song Jie, as the leader, was explaining to others his support for Song Na.
However, the position of Master of the Soaring Wisdom Sect didn't rely solely on strength. Various other factors also played a significant role.
Previously, in the cave, Yin Fen had refrained from teaching the Jade Void Daoist Canon to Gu Chao, intending to teach it to Guo Fan first, to prevent Gu Chao from being involved in the competition for the sect master position and its associated dangers.
He disregarded others' connections. Recording his unique magic or cultivation technique in the Dao Inheritance Tablet for future generations to learn was of paramount importance.
This was not only a ceremony to impart and record magic but also a symbol of the Soaring Wisdom Sect. If Song Na performed worse than others in this aspect, she would face criticism.
Even a minor flaw was unacceptable for a Sect Master, who needed to command respect. While not needing to be perfect, such important tasks required flawlessness.
So, at such a crucial time, why was she interfering in the Martial Emperor Tomb matters?
Doubtful gazes were cast from the crowd. Under nearly everyone's watch, Song Na asked Song Jie about it, then turned and bowed to Pang Veplon.
The disciples of the Misty Rain Tower were startled. They quickly stood and straightened, feeling stiff and unsure of how to respond.
Pang Veplon narrowed his eyes. Rising from the rock, he patted his butt and twisted, returning the bow. Ji Yushu beside him also bowed solemnly.
An ethereal, cold female voice came from above, “Senior Jiang, may we enter the ancient tomb first?”
Though posed as a question with a gentle tone, it carried an unmistakable air of authority.
Pang Veplon smiled, “Sure, sure. It's not like only one sect can enter the ancient tomb. I was puzzled by the tight order. Why didn't everyone enter upon arrival?” His heart raced. They had arrived first but didn't dare move.
Everyone thought to themselves that they were bold. Misty Rain Tower arrived first but lacked the courage to enter.
They believed the Soaring Wisdom Sect would enter the Martial Emperor Tomb first, but the order afterward was what they aimed to compete for.
Song Na said, “So that's the case. Why not invite everyone from the Misty Rain Tower to enter with the Soaring Wisdom Sect, so we can look out for each other.”
The surrounding people were momentarily stunned, then all looked at the Misty Rain Tower in astonishment.
The Misty Rain Tower disciples were also dumbfounded, turning their gazes to Pang Veplon.
Pang Veplon's expression remained unchanged. He smiled, “That's great. My disciples, let's go.”
After finishing his statement, he led the way and strode towards the tomb's entrance, waving his hand to signal the others to follow.
Since the Tower Master commanded them to leave, they had no choice but to comply.
The disciples of Misty Rain Tower, known for their Buddhist affinity, exchanged puzzled looks before reluctantly stepping forward.
In no time, the two groups gathered and vanished into the tomb.
Only then did the atmosphere outside become lively again, with people speculating about Song Na's purpose there and wondering if Misty Rain Tower was seeking cannon fodder.
Although members of other sects watched with wide eyes, no one dared to challenge the Soaring Wisdom Sect. If only Song Jie had been there, it might have been possible. But with Song Na present, everyone refrained from action and stood aside obediently.
Next to enter were a few monks from Twin Ridge Temple, followed by members of Sword Pavilion, led this time by Steward Wang, Yi Dong, who managed the registration for the Tide-watching Sword-listening Conference.
He was one of the Sword Pavilion disciples who witnessed Guo Fan's journey to Jolcana Road. Later, due to his failure in managing the situation, he was transferred to a nearby branch. Upon hearing the news, he rushed over immediately.
“Damn it! This time, I must redeem myself!”
Yi Dong vowed silently.
Disciples from Blistook Pavilion, Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, and other sects entered one after another. The remaining small and medium-sized sects started vying for entry. The previous silence was gone.
From beginning to end, only Song Na's presence kept everyone in check. No one dared to speak or move.
Many couldn't help but sigh, acknowledging the authority of the Soaring Wisdom Sect's Eldest Senior Sister, Song Na.
Song Na truly lived up to her reputation.
In the immortal sects, her position was comparable to Li Xieren's in the devil religion. Her reputation was illustrious and unassailable.
Her peers aside, with her Sixth Order Physical Integration Period strength, she was a standout even in the entire Upper Central Realm. Being number one on the God Ranking was no joke.
The Divine Heroes List of the Soul Haunt Ship recorded the strength of cultivators under a thousand years old in the Upper Central Realm.
The Earth List recorded cultivators below a hundred years old, while the Sky List recorded those above a hundred but below a thousand.
It didn't differentiate between good and evil, focusing solely on strength.
The difference between the Earth Board and the Heaven Board lay in age, not strength. To assess the younger generation, one would look at the Earth Board. For a comprehensive view, the Heaven and Earth Boards were combined.
The Sky roll remained relatively static, while the Earth roll constantly changed. For an ongoing spectacle, one would watch the Earth roll.
Song Na, now over 300 years old, had earned the Sword Pavilion Master's admiration with her sword technique, who awarded her the eight-star Demon Subduing Sword. Her reputation soared, and about 50 years ago, she claimed the top spot on the Sky Ranking. Before this, she swiftly moved from the first to the 21st rank.
In essence, when she was first on the Sky Ranking, she already possessed the strength of the 21st rank. She was just a year away.
At 100 years old, she was refined in void and ranked 21st on the Sky Ranking.
Unprecedented.
At that time, the top spot on the Sky Ranking was held by Wen Lu of Redwood High Academy, known as the Little Sword God. Upon seeing Song Na, he acknowledged her superiority. After 150 years, she had indeed surpassed him, and her status remained unchallenged.
It seemed only after she surpassed 1000 years old would the number one position on the Sky Ranking change hands.
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