Chapter 1008 A Masterful Act

Wu Tian had never understood the Human Daoist Sect; this little sect, even if it was a Seven-Star power, how could it possibly have Cultivation of Demonic Heart by Dao?

But the moment he saw the old Sect Master, everything became clear.

“The old Sect Master has arrived, kneel!”

Just then, the Eight Gate Elders spoke in unison, and the Human Daoist Sect’s disciples all dropped to their knees one by one.

Seeing this, Wu Tian’s brows furrowed tightly.

The little guy was completely stunned, and muttered blankly, “Taoists? Are those really Taoists?”

On one side of the street, a group of Taoists walked over, and in the very center there was a ten-meter-high, ox-drawn, gold-plated carriage.

On top of the carriage, there was a Tai Chi Diagram, black and white.

But the white was platinum.

The black was obsidian gold.

A Daoist Tai Chi Diagram, yet it exuded a stench of wealth and ostentation.

“Long live the old Sect Master, long live, long live!”

The disciples of the Human Daoist Sect shouted one after another, the scene spectacular, like roaring waves.

Wu Tian and the others all twitched at the corners of their mouths.

Taoists?

Are these really Taoists?

The Taoists from Heavenly One Monastery and the other monasteries saw this and all knitted their brows.

Then the Gate of Life Elder and the others went up to respectfully welcome the old Sect Master, but inside that great ox-drawn carriage there was no figure at all, which left the Eight Gate Elders dumbfounded.

Instead, an elderly man in a plain, ordinary Daoist robe walked out; he wasn’t burly, yet his whole body carried a natural air. His expression was calm as he stepped out slowly. He was the old Sect Master of the Human Daoist Sect.

There was a luxurious ox carriage, but he didn’t sit in it.

There were ornate Daoist robes, but he didn’t wear them.

“Old Sect Master, what are you doing?”

“Old Sect Master, these are the Sect Master’s goodwill toward you.”

“…”

The Eight Gate Elders spoke up one after another, feeling that the old Sect Master was refusing a good life and insisting on living in poverty.

They couldn’t figure it out.

They really just couldn’t figure it out.

“Because this poor Daoist is a Taoist,” the old Sect Master sighed, speaking with upright righteousness.

The Gate of Life Elder and the others looked at each other—”You’re a Taoist? Then what are we, chopped liver?”

They felt the old Sect Master was deliberately opposing the current Sect Master.

The Sect Master was the old Sect Master’s son, but back then, the old Sect Master hadn’t wanted to pass the position to his own son, saying the boy lacked the aptitude to be a Taoist.

He’d wanted to pass the position to another disciple.

Wang Bo.

But the old Sect Master’s son refused to accept this. So he usurped the position, and even struck Wang Bo off a cliff.

Only then did today’s Sect Master come to be.

At this moment, the Monastery Master of Heavenly One Monastery—a white-haired elder in a dark blue, simple Daoist robe—walked out. He wore a wooden crown, and his kindly face carried a faint smile as he came before the old Sect Master.

“Daoist Bao Tian, it’s been a long time.”

The Monastery Master of Heavenly One Monastery and the Human Daoist Sect’s old Sect Master Bao Tian were old friends.

Back then, they often debated the Dao, but they didn’t care about winning or losing; it was just friendly sparring.

In those days, across the continent, “all Daoist friends under heaven are one family”—and that “family” meant as close as blood relatives.

But after that Sect Master took the seat, everything changed. He also wanted to make Heavenly One Monastery and the other Daoist forces part of his “family.”

But that “family” meant great unification, and he wanted to be the Family Head!

“Indeed, it has been a long time,” the old Sect Master smiled as well, though his smile no longer held its former natural ease.

Nowadays he could only come out once for the Dao Debate Conference; the rest of the time he was in the Human Daoist Sect. To put it nicely, he was “cultivating body and mind, enjoying his old age.”

To put it bluntly, he was under house arrest.

“Daoist friend, let me introduce my three disciples to you,” the Monastery Master of Heavenly One Monastery suddenly waved his hand.

From among Heavenly One Monastery’s disciples, three people stepped out.

In the lead was a man in a white Daoist robe; the robe was tattered, his long hair unbound, yet he had a bold, unrestrained air, his aura terrifying. The Monastery Master introduced, “I took him as a disciple on behalf of my master, so he is my junior brother. His secular name has been cast off; his current Daoist name is White Tiger.”

“The one on the left is likewise someone this poor Daoist accepted on behalf of my master; he is Daoist Vermilion Bird.”

“The one on the right is also a disciple I accepted on my master’s behalf; he is Daoist Xuanwu.”

These two Taoists were much more mild-mannered.

Daoist Vermilion Bird looked like a scholar at first glance, yet there was something odd about him. His aura made the little guy feel like he was some kind of scientist!

As for Daoist Xuanwu, he was chubby, but very amiable.

…Old Sect Master Bao Tian was taken aback; he hadn’t expected Monastery Master Azure Dragon of Heavenly One Monastery to take disciples on behalf of his master.

That meant these three Daoists were clearly not simple.

The old Sect Master checked, and these three Daoist friends’ cultivation was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

But it seemed they must have profound insight into the “Dao.”

The old Sect Master smiled; he didn’t care about winning or losing, because he was a Taoist.

But the Eight Gate Elders, exchanging looks, saw things very differently.

“Looks like these three have really read the Taoist Scripture inside out.”

“Doesn’t that mean we’re going to lose today?”

“Heh, so what if we lose? As long as we plant Dao Seeds today, they’ll never leave this place.”

“Exactly.”

Thinking of this, the Eight Gate Elders all curled their lips into cold smiles.

The Human Daoist Sect’s Sect Master had actually arrived long ago, but he’d been hiding in the shadows.

He was observing Heavenly One Monastery and Wu Tian and the others.

Seeing the aura around Wu Tian was only at the Heavenly King Realm, he let out a breath of relief. With his own Ninth Grade Martial Emperor Realm cultivation, he could crush a thousand of them with a single finger, no problem at all.

After secretly probing everyone’s cultivation present, he smiled and finally stepped out from the dark.

“Sect Master!”

The Eight Gate Elders were overjoyed; they immediately walked up and knelt before the Sect Master.

“Sect Master, long live, long live, long live!”

The disciples of the Human Daoist Sect all followed suit.

Monastery Master Azure Dragon of Heavenly One Monastery and the others frowned slightly, but didn’t say anything.

Only the old Sect Master sighed.

The dignified Daoist lineage had turned into something like this—could these still be called Taoists?

He hadn’t spoken to his son for a long time.

Now, the old Sect Master walked up.

“Son, this old man feels such a spectacle is not fitting for us Taoists. We should…”

“Shut up.”

The Sect Master cast a sidelong glance at his old father and directly cut him off.

Seeing this, the Eight Gate Elders all smiled.

The disciples of the Human Daoist Sect did the same.

Old Sect Master? Who do you think you are?

Haven’t you figured out the situation yet?

Now the one who calls the shots in the Human Daoist Sect is the Sect Master, not you, the “old Sect Master.”

“Unfilial son,” Wu Tian couldn’t help but shake his head at the sight.

He knew the old Sect Master of the Human Daoist Sect.

Back then, after the Dao Emperor heard Wu Tian talk about “purple qi rising three thousand li in the east” and Laozi exiting Hangu Pass to the west,

he also decided to go on a journey around the lands.

At that time, the Dao Emperor was still young and hot-blooded, not yet the later tranquil, non-interfering sage.

So wherever he went, purple qi would rise three thousand li in the east; he really knew how to put on a glorious act!

Along the way, the Dao Emperor also imitated the story of Laozi Transforming the Barbarians.

The so-called “Laozi Transforming the Barbarians” refers to Laozi leaving Hangu Pass, going to the Western Regions (including Tianzhu), and enlightening the foreigners of the Western Regions and Tianzhu and other “barbarian” peoples.

On his journey, the Dao Emperor took on many disciples; you could say his disciples were all over the land, and among them was this old Sect Master of the Human Daoist Sect.

In that case, it was no surprise at all that the Human Daoist Sect would have Cultivation of Demonic Heart by Dao.