Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

His whole life had been filled with pride, boasting invincibility amongst his peers, yet today he was defeated here!

Before the eyes of everyone, witnessed by all the beings of Canglan and their ancestral stars, he was humiliated in such a manner!

This feeling was more unbearable than death!

At this moment, they had the urge to go berserk, but they forcibly suppressed it.

They knew that it wasn't that they were inferior, but that Jun Wuxie had an Eternal Saint Realm expert helping him, and a giant at that!

How strong was Mu Ciyin?

The events that occurred on Yingqu Ancient Star last year were known throughout the starry skies.

After Mu Ciyin joined, the giants of the three Eternal forces quickly fell.

"Just someone relying on an Eternal Realm expert!"

They sneered inwardly, wiping the wine from their faces, enduring the mocking gazes of the crowd as they returned to their seats, silent and waiting for the first round of the Martial Dao Myth Exchange Conference.

When that time came, they would see how the Eternal Saint Realm expert could still help him!

When his backer couldn't intervene, how could Jun Wuxie compare to them?

At that time, it would be their moment to regain their dignity and shine brightly, and the moment when Jun Wuxie fell from grace!

On the large screen in the air, people from various ancient stars were frantically spamming.

Most of the people from those ancient stars could not accept that their strongest Saint Sons and Saint Daughters had suffered a crushing defeat in this competition, and analyzed many possibilities.

Among them, the resonating opinion was that an Eternal Realm expert was secretly helping.

Those female cultivators who were infatuated with Jun Wuxie remained silent, a rare occurrence.

Although they were infatuated, they still felt a bit of regret and discomfort in their hearts when faced with the crushing defeat of their ancient star's strongest prodigies.

At this time, they did not speak, neither helping Jun Wuxie nor helping those Saint Sons and Saint Daughters.

However, the cultivators of various races on Canglan Ancient Star were different, frantically berating those people from outside the region, saying that they only knew how to talk trash, that a crushing defeat was a crushing defeat, and that they had to forcibly find excuses, not daring to face reality, which was a sign of weakness, an incompetent rage that only made people feel stupid.

The people from the ancient stars outside the region were immediately enraged, and some, after breaking down, cursed loudly on the screen, and a massive flame war began, which was extremely exciting.

"Lord Monarch of Dawn is truly skilled."

The ancient ancestor of the Dragon Hunting Holy Sect smiled insincerely, then nodded to Mu Ciyin, saying, "Pavilion Master Mu's methods are even more brilliant. I admire you."

Mu Ciyin's originally cold and beautiful face had no expression, but upon hearing this, a hint of coldness appeared in her eyes, but she was stopped by Jun Wuxie before she could speak.

"Ancient ancestor of the Dragon Hunting Holy Sect, you flatter me."

Jun Wuxie did not defend himself, he knew what the other party meant, that he was saying that he was able to withstand the toast from the four Saint Sons and Saint Daughters earlier because Mu Ciyin was secretly helping him.

"Lord Monarch of Dawn is not humble at all, but I wonder if Lord Monarch of Dawn will still have such brilliant methods in the upcoming exchange session. I am very much looking forward to it."

Although the ancient ancestor of the Dragon Hunting Holy Sect had a smile on his face, there was some sarcasm in his words.

Jun Wuxie smiled without saying a word.

The Eternal Realm expert from Heavenly Dao Academy saw that the banquet was almost over, and everyone was not in the mood to continue drinking, and were waiting for the exchange session to officially begin.

He stood up from his seat, walked to the front of the platform, scanned the audience, and said in a loud voice: "After three rounds of drinks, everyone has had their fill.

I can see that you are all a little impatient, so I will announce that the exchange session of this Martial Dao Myth Exchange Conference officially begins!

The Martial Dao Myth Exchange has two sessions, one literary contest session and one martial contest session.

The martial contest session, as the name suggests, is naturally martial arts sparring, to determine the winner; the literary contest session has many forms of literary contest.

Our Canglan Ancient Star, as the host, is willing to give the right to choose the form of the literary contest session to the Daoist friends from various forces outside the region to decide.

I wonder if you Daoist friends have already made a decision in your hearts, and are prepared to choose what form of literary contest?

"Hahaha, the Daoist friends of Heavenly Dao Academy are too polite."

The ancient ancestor of the Dustless Holy Sect said with a smile: "We will accept your kindness.

To be honest, we have indeed discussed the form of the literary contest for a long time.

Since it is a literary contest, we will choose two from the arts of Qin (zither), Qi (chess), Shu (calligraphy), and Hua (painting). In my opinion, how about Qin and Shu?

"Well, that's a good suggestion, to be able to listen to the lingering zither music of the contemporary young generation of Martial Dao Myths, and to admire the charm of their calligraphy and writing. I wonder what the Daoist friends of Heavenly Dao Academy think?"

The ancient ancestor of the Dragon Hunting Holy Sect also said with a smile, expressing his great agreement with this proposal.

The Eternal Realm expert from Heavenly Dao Academy smiled without saying a word, but was secretly seeking Jun Wuxie's opinion.

After obtaining Jun Wuxie's consent, he smiled and nodded, saying: "Since you all have this intention, then our Heavenly Dao Academy will naturally not object.

How about this, let's start with the Qin (zither). Let the Martial Dao Myths participating in the exchange come out to listen to each other's zither music. After listening, the one who appears the most calm and composed will be considered the winner.

As for the Shu (calligraphy), let each Martial Dao Myth write a poem or Ci (a type of lyric poetry), for their opponent to recite.

If they can recite it fluently and appear the most calm and composed, they will win.

If there are multiple people who can do it, then continue to compete and exchange until the best one is determined, how about it?"

"Hahaha, we naturally have no objections."

The ancient ancestors of the various forces outside the region all nodded in agreement.

For a long time before coming, they had already discussed and decided to choose Qin and Shu.

Therefore, they had already begun to have their Saint Sons and Saint Daughters study music, poetry, calligraphy.

"Someone, bring the Yaoqin (a type of zither)!"

As the voice of the Eternal Realm expert from Heavenly Dao Academy fell, the light of the magic formation in the center of the venue bloomed, and a high platform rose from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, female disciples of Heavenly Dao Academy came carrying the Yaoqin, and male disciples brought the zither table.

They ascended the high platform, placed the two zither tables opposite each other on both sides of the platform, put down the Yaoqin, tested the sound, made some adjustments, and then bowed and retreated.

"Daoist friends from Canglan, who will come first?"

A prodigy from the Dragon Hunting Holy Sect said with a smile, and then walked towards the high platform in the center of the venue.

For a time, Canglan was silent.

They had not made any preparations in this regard at all.

Martial Dao cultivators, who has the leisure to study Qin, Qi, Shu, and Hua on weekdays?

They might be able to barely play a piece, but the sound would definitely be unbearable.

The people from outside the region took the initiative to propose a Qin and Shu competition, presumably they had already made preparations.

This round, they were at a disadvantage.

This was the most disadvantageous aspect of being the host, that is, each time the host had to give the right to choose the form of the literary contest to others, so that they would be caught off guard. This was the case for all previous hosts.

"This little girl is not talented, but is willing to listen to Daoist friend's zither music!"

A extremely beautiful female prodigy-king from the Holy Medicine Sect walked out, lightly ascended the high platform, sat down in front of the zither table, looked at the prodigy from the Dragon Hunting Holy Sect, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Well, you are a woman, so I will let you play first, and I will listen to your immortal music."

The prodigy-king from the Dragon Hunting Holy Sect looked very magnanimous.

"Since Daoist friend is being so humble, then this little girl will have to accept your kindness.

This piece is called - Immortal Descends to the Mortal Realm."

The female prodigy-king from the Holy Medicine Sect tested the sound, adjusted the Yaoqin, then closed her eyes and placed her hands on the Yaoqin.

When she opened her eyes, her entire temperament was different, as if she had a faint immortal charm, adding a kind of otherworldly temperament.

Jun Wuxie only felt his eyes light up.

This woman was extraordinary, her musical attainment must be not low, able to instantly integrate herself into the artistic conception of the music she was about to play, then she would definitely be able to achieve a harmony between person and music when playing.

"Lord Monarch, this is a very outstanding genius girl from my Holy Medicine Sect, Su Miaoyi.

She is extremely talented and should have been a Holy Maiden, but she has no interest in the position of Holy Maiden. Besides cultivation, her favorite thing is music.

After the Martial Dao Myth Exchange Conference, how about letting Miaoyi come to pay a separate visit to Lord Monarch?"

Jun Wuxie felt good when he heard the first sentence, but the last sentence startled him.

What did the ancient ancestor of the Holy Medicine Sect mean, wanting to let Su Miaoyi come to visit him separately?

"There's no need for a separate visit."

Jun Wuxie vaguely guessed the Holy Medicine Sect's ancient ancestor's plan and flatly refused.

"Cough, Lord Monarch may have misunderstood my meaning."

Jun Wuxie did not respond, misunderstood?

He had basically determined that he had not misunderstood, the ancient ancestor of the Holy Medicine Sect definitely had other intentions.

Just then, a zither sound rang out, crisp and elegant, instantly grabbing people's ears, as if bringing people into a beautiful world.

The zither music was lingering, and the notes flew out from Su Miaoyi's slender fingers and the plucked strings, swirling in the sky and earth.

The incomparably beautiful zither music was refreshing, as if walking into a fairyland on earth.

Gradually, with the melody of the zither music, a large number of birds arrived, circling in the sky, reluctant to leave for a long time.

Even colorful birds landed on her shoulders, quietly listening to the music, mesmerized.

The suspended notes in the air gradually dispersed, like immortal light.

In that immortal light, a blurred immortal shadow gradually condensed.

The shadow was very graceful and slender, giving people a sense of transcendence, as if an immortal descended from the nine heavens to the mortal world, walking in the void to come to the mortal world.

Most of the people showed intoxicated expressions, even the prodigy-king from the Dragon Hunting Holy Sect opposite Su Miaoyi on the high platform was the same, his eyes were blurred, full of longing, and his face was full of intoxication.

"What beautiful zither music! I didn't expect that someone in the young generation of Canglan had reached this level of musical attainment!"

The ancient ancestors of the various forces outside the region were shocked, but they quickly calmed down.

Musical attainment was very high, and the zither music was beautiful enough, but so what?

This was an exchange, not a competition of whose zither music was more beautiful.

Such music is more than beautiful, making one feel refreshed and at ease, but it doesn't create a violent impact on one's mind.

“It's really a pity that Su Miaoyi cultivates the Saintly Physician's path. If she were to switch to the path of sonic assassination, her achievements would surely be much higher.”

Jun Wuxie gave his assessment in his heart. Su Miaoyi has an extremely high talent in music.

Music is just a hobby in her spare time, yet she can have such accomplishments. If she focused her energy on the path of music, her achievements would surely be much greater.

“This is a talent that should be guided to choose her most talented strengths.”

Jun Wuxie pondered to himself.

The music stopped, but the lingering sound continued to reverberate, not ceasing for a long time. The birds in the air did not disperse for a long time.

It was not until the fairy phantom evolved from the notes dissipated that the birds reluctantly flew away, and everyone returned to reality from the music.

“The celestial music lingers, truly moving to the extreme.” The Dragon Hunting Holy Sect's pride, the King of Heavenly Geniuses, woke up as if from a dream, and couldn't help but exclaim. His eyes had less of the previous sharpness and more gentleness. “May I ask the fairy's name? May I befriend the fairy?”

His eyes were full of anticipation, staring at the gentle and beautiful woman with an otherworldly temperament on the opposite side.

In terms of appearance, she is naturally not comparable to the women on the Starry Sky Beauty List, being slightly inferior. But at this moment, her temperament is too special. It always makes people unable to extricate themselves at first glance, feeling that she is all the beauty in the world, wanting to be close, wanting to possess.