Chapter 691 - - 532 What a Guardian Beast of the Mountain_2

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Elder Daoming, after all, is just an elder guarding the Scripture Library, and he doesn’t even have the grace of transmitting teachings to those who have ascended to become immortals.

Who would care about an old man they hardly exchanged a few words with?

Moreover, given Dragon Tiger Mountain’s status, apart from him, it’s unlikely that anyone would dare to break into the Scripture Library even in several hundred years, not to mention that there are probably none who would even think of attacking Dragon Tiger Mountain. Elder Daoming’s strength simply couldn’t stand out.

This could be heard from Zhao Jinlu’s casual mockery of Duge’s cultivation; he had no significant respect for Elder Daoming, who couldn’t ascend.

If even the master of a peak felt this way, what about the other disciples?

Therefore, Duge’s heart-piercing remarks hit their mark every single time.

His words struck the most sensitive part of his inner self; Elder Daoming’s face turned iron-blue, and his expression became even uglier.

“Demon, shut your mouth,” Xu Jinkui shouted angrily, “Do you really think those cultivation techniques and secret manuscripts can protect you? Those techniques, if the Heavenly Master can write one set, then he can produce a second set. Keep sowing discord, and you’ll be killed along with these techniques…”

“Sect Leader, Elder Daoming has guarded the Scripture Library for thousands of years. If these techniques can be copied at will, then what’s the point of Elder Daoming’s millennium-long guardianship?” Duge retorted mockingly while searching through numerous books for one about formations, flipping through it on his own.

His disadvantage lay in his lack of understanding of immortal techniques.

If he were proficient in the immortal techniques of Dragon Tiger Mountain, how could the formation of that wretched thing trap him?

Xu Jinkui’s voice came to an abrupt halt; he had already been planning to strike, even at the cost of damaging the secret manuscripts, to kill Duge, but Duge’s words had completely stopped him.

Destroying the manuscripts would confirm his disrespect for Elder Daoming, yet not destroying them meant he couldn’t kill that slick-talking demon…

Xu Jinkui was caught in a dilemma, once again turning toward Elder Daoming with an embarrassed explanation: “Great-Uncle Master, I didn’t mean that…”

Indeed!

If the cultivation techniques could be rewritten at any time, then what was the point of his thousand years of guardianship?

When nothing happened, Elder Daoming, besides feeling some regret about not being able to ascend, always had a good opinion of himself, believing he was very important to Dragon Tiger Mountain.

But the events of today, along with Duge’s sharp words, were like bolts of lightning striking his mind, making him clearly realize his position.

Supreme Elder?

His status in Dragon Tiger Mountain was the same as a Guardian Beast of the Mountain, wasn’t it?

Guardian Beast of the Mountain?

Looking at Duge below, Elder Daoming’s heart suddenly filled with a touch of sorrow.

Why?

What exactly was he striving for, guarding Dragon Tiger Mountain all these years?

“Elder Daoming, is it worth it, all those years of perseverance?” Even though Duge couldn’t see it, he could guess what was happening outside through their conversation. He quickly flipped through all the books about formations, continuing to fuel the fire, “For the false title of Supreme Elder, for the occasional immortal who descends to give you one or two Immortal Pills as a reward? For a few words of praise, how is an Immortal Pill any different from a bone thrown to a watchdog?”

“Shut up!”

Elder Daoming and Xu Jinkui shouted at the same time.

Elder Daoming’s eyes were bloodshot, his evil thoughts completely aroused.

He glanced at the Black Tortoise Pearl above his head, then turned to look at the Scripture Library he had guarded for centuries, his emotions turbulent, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

“Great-Uncle Master,” Xu Jinkui looked at Elder Daoming in panic, “Don’t listen to that demon’s nonsense; you have always been a respected elder to us, Heavenly Master Xu has always kept you in his heart…”

“Sect Head Xu, do you believe that?” Duge interrupted with a cold laugh, “Xu Wen’an, as one of the four Great Heavenly Masters of the Heavenly Court, has a wide circle of friends. Surely he can restore a mere damaged Daoist Base, can’t he? Unless, of course, it’s just not worth it.”

“Demon, shut your mouth,” Xu Jinkui was furious. He quickly drew the Sky Gang Sword, aiming it at Duge below, “Great-Uncle Master, let me slay this demon first, then I will apologize to you.”

“Elder Daoming, if Heavenly Master Xu won’t help you restore your Daoist Base, I can,” Duge said, after flipping through several books without finding what formation trapped him, he stopped flipping and laughed out loud, “Given a chance to be human, why act as a dog?”

“Demon, don’t cause trouble on Dragon Tiger Mountain, die.”

Xu Jinkui, burning with rage, abruptly raised the Sky Gang Sword in his hand and, without any regard, swung it down towards Duge on the ground.

The fierce Sword Qi whipped up a gale, seemingly draining all the Spiritual Energy from the surrounding area. Its grandeur was as if it was going to split Heavenly Master Peak in half.

“Elder Daoming…” Duge, within the formation, felt an immense pressure and shouted in a hurry.

Before he could finish speaking.

The pressure on him suddenly lifted, and the fog that blocked his vision also dispersed.

But at that moment, Xu Jinkui’s sword light had already reached his head, causing the manuscript of the cultivation technique that served as his shield to rustle loudly.

Duge was just about to dodge aside.

Unbeknownst to him, Elder Daoming’s figure had moved in a flash above him, with the Black Tortoise Pearl floating above his head, barely blocking Xu Jinkui’s furious sword strike.

The collision between the Sword Qi and the Black Tortoise Pearl sent out shockwaves that scattered the trees within several miles around Duge.

“Great-Uncle Master.”

The sudden turn of events left Xu Jinkui stunned. He looked down at Elder Daoming, somewhat at a loss, “Why are you protecting this demon?”

“This old man is not protecting a demon but hundreds of scripture books in the Scripture Library, the Taoist legacy of Dragon Tiger Mountain,” Elder Daoming said gravely, looking up at Xu Jinkui.

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