Destined Entwining: Capturing My Devoted Beau

Chapter 911: Chapter 447: Drawing Hatred (First Update, Requesting Recommendation Tickets)

Mr. Zhuge walked into the grand theater hall, and even the masters of all eight arenas bowed to him.

In the entire Grant Branch, he, the Great Elder, was the person of true authority.

He smiled and nodded to everyone, "Please continue, continue, don’t mind me. I’ll choose an arena later, and I ask all of you not to hold back!"

He cupped his hands to them again.

Laughter erupted among the crowd, and suddenly a cheerful atmosphere filled both inside and outside the hall.

Even the masters of the eight arenas expressed, "We wouldn’t dare!"

Lawrence Winters twitched the corner of her mouth, knowing this was a tough battle.

She was to challenge the decisive position of Grant Branch within the Celestial Path Sect by herself, which was definitely not an easy task, it could even be called mission impossible.

But since she was here, she hadn’t considered a second option.

So what if it was difficult?

The Celestial Path Sect emphasizes "governance by non-interference," but also values acting in accordance with nature.

Right now, she wanted to challenge the leadership of Grant Branch and return the Zhang Branch to its rightful position within the Celestial Master Sect.

Thinking this, she didn’t act rashly but walked carefully among the eight arenas, observing how everyone competed.

After Mr. Zhuge entered, he didn’t even glance at her, only chatted with some familiar people before directly ascending the first arena: Three Thousand Dao Canon, all in my heart.

The Dao Canon is the collection of books within the Celestial Path Sect.

How many books does the Celestial Path Sect really have? Lawrence Winters didn’t know either.

The number "three thousand" is just an arbitrary figure, not a real count, meaning there are many classic books within the sect.

And how powerful is human mental capability?

To be able to memorize all three thousand pages of Dao Canon?

Mr. Zhuge directly went up to challenge the Book Master, who was known to have read all Dao Canon, which was quite impressive.

The Book Master was already over sixty, kept a tuft of goatee, and was tall and thin like a bamboo pole.

He loved reading his whole life and had particularly good memory, a rare talent in the sect with photographic memory.

He guarded his arena since he became its master thirty years ago and had never been driven off.

When Mr. Zhuge attended his first qualifying competition, he didn’t choose this arena, so nobody had seen him compete against the Book Master before.

Today, Mr. Zhuge seized the post and surprisingly chose Arena A, the Book Master’s arena, which is basically the most challenging arena in the qualifying competition.

In the last ten years, no one had challenged the Book Master’s arena.

So when Mr. Zhuge went up today, the entire grand theater was stirred.

Although competitions started in other arenas as well, the audience’s attention was all on Arena A, the match between the Book Master and Mr. Zhuge.

Lawrence Winters was not polite either, and together with Daoist Wang, came near the arena, crossed arms to observe the competition.

The Book Master didn’t expect Mr. Zhuge to choose his arena for the first challenge, feeling a bit anxious but still respectfully greeted Mr. Zhuge, "Greetings, Great Elder."

"Mr. Book, today we only have the master and the challenger, there’s no distinction between Elder and Great Elder. I ask Mr. Book not to hold back." Mr. Zhuge said with a gentle smile, then raised his right hand in a gesture, "Please."

This was to indicate to the Book Master not to show mercy.

The Book Master looked at Mr. Zhuge’s approachable smile, and his heartbeat gradually calmed down.

He knew their competition was likely being watched by everyone in the theater.

If he deliberately held back, it would be a violation of the rules, as well as disrespectful to Mr. Zhuge.

Given Mr. Zhuge’s ability and pride, if he could only progress through leniency, it would really be an insult to him.

The Book Master’s expression calmed down, and he bowed slightly, "Then I would rather comply than resist."

Their discussion on Dao Canon officially began.

Daoist Wang excitedly said from the side, "Now there will be a good show! With so many Dao Canons, I wonder if either will miss anything!"

Lawrence Winters thought, they’re not computers, how could they have so much storage space?

Even herself, although she could remember a lot, there were still many books she hadn’t read.

If she hadn’t read them, of course she wouldn’t know the contents, and if asked, surely couldn’t answer.

Because even a smart wife can’t cook without rice...

But on reflection, the fact that Mr. Zhuge chose this arena to compete showed he was full of confidence.

The three thousand Dao Canon is the foundation of cultivation.

As the saying goes, "recite the three hundred Tang Poems, even if you can’t write poems, you can chant them."

Thinking this, Lawrence Winters swept her gaze across the entire hall.

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