Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me-Chapter 1751 - 1749: Snowflake Divine Sword

Large snowflakes began to fall from the sky, and the temperature at Sky Wing Plaza suddenly dropped to zero.

The bone-chilling cold air forcefully filled people’s backs.

Countless people felt their fingers stiffen, their breath turning into ice.

Why is it so cold?

Damn it, I’m freezing to death.

Could it be that Liu Yufeng is about to make an entrance from the legends?

That’s right, I’ve heard that Liu Yufeng always sets the atmosphere every time he appears.

Sure enough, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Liu Yufeng approached through the snow.

He held a long sword in his hand, his long hair flowing.

Even in the chilling wind, he wore only a robe as thin as a veil.

The crowd couldn’t help but marvel at Liu Yufeng’s incredible poise.

In such cold temperatures, many had to pull out cotton robes from their Storage Rings to cover themselves.

Some were rubbing their hands to prevent their fingers from freezing.

Wrapped in thick cotton clothing, the handsome men had their looks diminished, while Liu Yufeng became the most dashing person at the scene.

"Liu Yufeng, you really don’t have to do this, lowering the temperature just to highlight your poise."

Liu Yufeng was quite a celebrity.

So everyone knew well the martial arts skills he used, largely of the ice element type.

However, the reason for his fame was that he had taken on six mentors.

He was kicked out shortly after being accepted as a disciple by each one.

The reason wasn’t that the Peak Masters looked down on him, but because of his unpredictable personality.

Sometimes he wanted to learn fire element cultivation techniques, sometimes the water element.

Thus, he visited every peak.

Yet he mastered no cultivation technique.

The only technique he mastered was the Snowflake Divine Sword.

And he didn’t just recently learn this swordsmanship; he had mastered it three hundred years ago.

Back then, he hadn’t yet engaged in Dual Cultivation and was a graceful young man.

At that time, he was even a bit shy and bashful.

And this Snowflake Divine Sword was learned even before he first ascended the mountain.

It was precisely with this Snowflake Divine Sword that he gained admission to Tianyong Mountain.

But since he ascended to Tianyong Mountain, his goal had changed.

His goal became finding a female cultivator to train with him.

The path to find a female cultivator was truly too rough; he pursued one female cultivator for a hundred years.

Persisted for a hundred years.

But that female cultivator never agreed to his advances.

Ever since, his character changed drastically.

He became unpredictable; from his experience pursuing the female cultivator, he realized that persistence doesn’t necessarily lead to results in many things.

Since then, he applied this theory to cultivation, being noncommittal in whatever swordsmanship he was training.

Liu Yufeng looked toward the opposite side.

A figure in a cyan robe appeared on the stage, the cyan robe over a white shirt, and a red autumn leaf attached to the white shirt—Li Dao.

A golden scarf hung around Li Dao’s neck, and he wore brown cotton pants and straw sandals.

The decoration on his head was even more bizarre, wrapped in a white cloth with a bamboo hat on top.

This outfit was incredibly odd.

His appearance immediately attracted everyone’s attention on the scene.

"Cough, isn’t this Li Dao from Lion Peak, the wastrel?"

"Ha ha, is Lion Peak really lacking in talent to send out such a wastrel?"

"No need to watch this match, Evergreen Peak will surely win."

Everyone began discussing.

They truly didn’t expect Lion Peak to send out this millennium wastrel.

They were hoping for Wang Ye to make an appearance.

Recently, Wang Ye had showcased superb martial arts at Tianyong, considered a genius by many.

Seen as the leading figure among the young generation.

Everyone wanted to see if Wang Ye, this prodigy, could defeat Chen Changsheng, who dominated the ranking.

Unexpectedly, Lion Peak sent out this wastrel, instantly dampening everyone’s spirits.

"Just this?"

Li Changchun, upon seeing Li Dao, breathed a sigh of relief immediately.

Initially worried that his disciple might suffer a defeat, he was relieved to face the wastrel from Lion Peak.

He was sure to win this time.

But even in winning, it wasn’t satisfying.

Winning against Wang Ye would actually feel good.

Beating a wastrel really means nothing.

"No way, does Lion Peak actually send out Li Dao?"

Xia Yurou was also filled with surprise.

Today Xia Yurou had naturally disguised herself, but her long, straight legs couldn’t be concealed.

Xia Yurou was recognized as having the most beautiful legs at Tianyong Mountain.

She cast a glance at Li Dao, then looked curiously toward Wang Ye.

Seeing Wang Ye calm and composed, confidence apparent in his demeanor.

Could it be that things are not as simple as imagined?

This Li Dao is clearly a wastrel.

Once she kindly took Li Dao in and taught him with patience and sincerity.

Yet even so, Li Dao’s martial arts didn’t improve at all.

Finally, Xia Yurou revealed those long, jade-like legs and beckoned Li Dao with a finger.

"Li Dao, Li Dao, if you can learn even the first level of the Sacred Heart Mastery, I’ll let you touch my thighs!"

At that time, Xia Yurou gritted her teeth and made that decision.

Damn!

Xia Yurou’s legs were what countless men dreamt of.

The source of motivation and effort for countless people.

When Li Dao heard Xia Yurou’s words, his eyes immediately gleamed with green light.

He buried himself in cultivation.

For a year he trained, yet couldn’t grasp even the basics of the first level of the Sacred Heart Technique.

In frustration, Xia Yurou used those long legs to kick Li Dao out of Saintess Peak.

"Could it be that Wang Ye improved his abilities?"

Xia Yurou thought Wang Ye was not an ordinary person.

Maybe Wang Ye really managed to greatly enhance his cultivation level.

Her beautiful eyes projected curiosity.

This Wang Ye was becoming increasingly intriguing.

Likewise, Carefree Peak’s Carefree Master also trembled slightly.

"I came to see Wang Ye, why let a wastrel take the stage?"

Carefree Master shook his head.

Recently, he had heard that Wang Ye was handsome, graceful, and charming.

So he took the time to attend the competition.

Intending to witness Wang Ye’s charm.

Who would have thought this wastrel would come to participate in the ring?

Carefree Master recalled the scene of instructing Li Dao.

The cultivation techniques created by Carefree Master were all elegant and carefree sounding.

For instance, Wind and Objects Fist, Carefree Steps, Falling Flower Realm...

Back then, Carefree Master imparted these techniques to Li Dao one by one.

But Li Dao was incorrigibly inept, practicing for a thousand years without mastering a single technique.

This deeply embarrassed Carefree Master in his old age.

Li Dao was absolutely the most foolish disciple he had ever encountered in his life.

"Amitabha!"

The Founder of Buddha Peak, Tang Xuan, placed his hands together at his chest.

A trace of compassion appeared in his eyes,

Imagining a scene where Li Dao might be beaten to death in this match.

Tang Xuan had been secluded in meditation for five thousand years.

During this period of seclusion, he heard of a person like Li Dao.

He also heard of Liu Yufeng.

After a simple reflection, he thought Li Dao was more likely to meet a grim fate.

Li Dao was doomed to lose.