The Outer Sect’s Heaven’s Chosen War Between The South Bank And North Bank
Time passed as Bai Xiaochun remained in his residence. Ten days later, he had yet to take a single step out, when stately chimes echoed throughout the whole sect and his jade slip simultaneously vibrated.
The Outer Sect’s Heaven’s Chosen War between the South Bank and North Bank was officially held ten days after the South Bank’s qualification match!
The Outer Sect’s Heaven’s Chosen War held once every half sixty-year cycle was always held at the Zhong Dao Mountain. On this day, when the bells from the Zhong Dao Mountain rang throughout the whole the Spirit River Sect, countless outer sect disciples could be seen dashing toward the mountain.
The interaction between the South Bank and North Bank was usually minimal. Only the inner sect disciples could enter each other’s region, and the outer sect disciples did not have this qualification. It was only on this day that the Zhong Dao Mountain was open to all the disciples in the sect, allowing the outer sect disciples to enter and observe the Heaven’s Chosen War. Regardless as to whether it was the South Bank or the North Bank, everyone was brimming with excitement at this moment. Hurried people could be seen all around the Spirit River Sect.
“The South Bank must wash away our disgrace this time!”
“We must let the North Bank know that the South Bank will surpass our past selves and rise in prominence!”
While the outer sect disciples from the South Bank were filled with enthusiasm, similarly, the outer sect disciples from the four mountains on the North Bank were also making their way to Zhong Dao Mountain with haste. Prideful voices sounded out along the way, one after the other.
“The South Bank is weak and has been continuously losing to us, the North Bank, for more than a thousand years. This time won’t be an exception either!”
“The North Bank is sure to be victorious, the South Bank is sure to fail. The Spirit River Sect is lead by the North Bank. The South Bank is nothing more than a subordinate!”
The commotion caused by these two Banks was getting more and more intense as the countless outer sect disciples were speeding toward the Zhong Dao Mountain. Shangguan Tianyou, who was on the Green Peak Mountain, had a cold expression on his face. A trace of sharpness could be seen in his gaze as he flew out in a flash.
At the same time, Lu Tianlei, who was on the Purple Cauldron Mountain, looked towards the sky and let out a low roar. His whole body twined with lightning, and amidst the cheers of the many nearby disciples, he too shot into the distance.
Zhou Xinqi had similarly flown out at this time, all these three great Heaven’s Chosen from the South Bank were incomparably serious.
Likewise, Bai Xiaochun lifted his head from within his residence, his eyes bloodshot. He took a deep breath with a serious expression.
“Time’s up… fighters going to battle must have their battle vests!” He slowly stood up, raised his right hand and patted his storage pouch, causing seven-eight leather armours to appear. When he had battled with the Fallen Chen Clan that year, his leather armours had been torn apart, so he had prepared some new leather armours a few years back. Both its quality and durability were much higher.
With a serious look, he put on each and every piece of the leather on his body, and then he flourished his sleeve.
“Fighters going to battle must have their backs armoured!” In place of Bai Xiaochun’s sleeve, a big pot appeared from within his storage pouch. Zhang Fatso One’s pot had been destroyed that year during the battle with the Fallen Chen Clan, and a new pot had been prepared by Bai Xiaochun after he returned to the Sect. His eyes grew solemn as he placed this black pot on his back.
“Fighters going to battle must have their magic treasures!” As Bai Xiaochun was proudly monologuing, he waved with his hand once again, and a small wooden sword immediately flew out and attached itself to his belt. Soon, the Golden Crow Sword, along with three more flying swords, too hung at the side. After that, he also took the Divine Crane Shield out and placed it at the most convenient position.
Yet he still did not feel reassured, so he put on the bracelet that Li Qinghou had given him and only then did he raise his chin. His whole body exuded an imposing atmosphere as he stepped forward heavily, walking out through the big door of his cabin amidst faint tremors.
As he stood outside of the door, the bells’ chimes echoing throughout the sect entered his ears. Just as he was about to proceed onward, he suddenly felt that he was still missing something and patted his storage pouch, taking a spear out and holding it with both his hands.
Bai Xiaochun flourished his sleeve, stirring the wind as he left the courtyard.
If one looked from afar at Bai Xiaochun in this moment, they would see a body bulging like a ball with a big pot on its back and a spear in hands. When h