Chapter 27

Translated by Flo Edited by Flo

Zhuang Tian was burning incense and begging for the blessings of his ancestors. He walked back and forth in front of the Shang Qing Hall anxiously, and went inside alone no less than dozens of times.

When he heard Elder Qianyang’s announcement, he was dumbfounded, only thanks to Xie Wanting’s kind reminder.

“Came out, came out!?” Zhuang Tian jumped three feet high, “My apprentice has come out hahaha!”

Zhuang Tian happily pushed and pushed the surroundings, and seized the time to show off: “That’s my apprentice, the disciple of our Ling Xiao Palace! Don’t get him wrong, it’s him, the one in the red hanfu.”

All the heads of the families looked sideways, they had already heard about the emergence of a young talent from the Ling Xiao Palace.

When the Wanmen Martial Arts Tournament was held, one hundred thousand cultivators stood densely on the Shang Qing Terrace, and they couldn’t tell who was who, so now they couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

The boy was seventeen years old, dressed in a begonia red cross-necked brocade hanfu, with a black headband to tie his hair, with a handsome and delicate face. He was a tall figure, with a pair of phoenix eyes that were all coquettish and alluring.

The long sword in his hand doesn’t feel cold and compelling, but exudes a soft and restrained atmosphere, which makes people can’t help admiring.

Chu Changfeng: “That spiritual weapon…”

Mu Qinian: “Absolutely extraordinary, as far as I can see, its aura will never lose to Ting Quan of Yuntian Shuijing.”

Mu Qinian has a straightforward personality, so he can say whatever he wants, but he doesn’t know that this sentence is tantamount to contempt of Yuntian Shuijing. After all, Ting Quan is the treasure of the family that the heads of all generations have not been able to pull out.

Sure enough, Mu Qinian was cast a blank stare by Mei Cailian.

Xie Wanting looked at it for a while, and said, “From my point of view, it looks somewhat similar to Lu Yao’s Lang Yue.”

Mu Qinian suddenly realized: “It’s true what you said.”

Xie Wanting said: “It is rumored that there was a piece of utensil in ancient times , but it was divided into two parts and turned into two swords, which were left in the world. They have the same origin but are separated from each other.”

“Ji Feng Lang Yue.” Chu Changfeng answered, “Lang Yue is in the Shang Qing Immortal Gate, and Master Lu handed it to Lu Yao. The other… Could it be the one Hua Qingkong is holding?”

Xie Wanting curled his lips into a smile: “If that’s the case, this kid is a lucky boy. If he devotes himself to cultivation, studies diligently and practices hard, it’s not impossible for him to survive the catastrophe and ascend in the future.”

Mei Cailian seemed to have been stabbed in the ear, she sneered with a cold face: “The six senses are unclean, greedy for the world of mortals, how could it be possible to ascend.”

Hua Che rushed to the front of the Shang Qing Hall to salute Zhuang Tian, Zhuang Tian smiled from ear to ear, and before asking about the content of the illusion, a figure walked over.

Zhuang Tian had no choice but to suppress his cheering heart first, and greeted respectfully: “Teacher Lu.” Hua Che felt like a light was on his back, he turned around stiffly, and met Lu Mingfeng’s gaze.

“This is the boy who shined in Mingyue Valley?” Lu Mingfeng’s expression was solemn, but his tone was very gentle.

It is the honor of a cultivatior to be approached by Lu Mingfeng. The disciples waiting at the Shang Qing Terrace were discussing enviously.

A gloomy glint flashed in Hua Che’s eyes, undetectable: “Yes.”

Lu Mingfeng nodded and praised him one or two. Hua Che didn’t show any expression, and just responded calmly, answering one by one.

This made Xie Wanting and Chu Changfeng’s eyes brighten even more, thinking that at such a young age, this child can be both happy and not surprised; he is also modest, neither arrogant nor impatient, not at all behaving like what young people often act: frivolous, arrogant and rude.

Chu Changfeng admired it very much, and couldn’t help but say to Mei Cailian beside him: “Sister-in-law, I think this playboy has a good sense of relaxation, and Huai Jin is not as bad as you said.”

Mei Cailian snorted coldly: “Knowing people, knowing face but not heart, how could Changfeng know what his temperament is? Don’t look at him being obedient on the surface, but deep in his heart, otherwise how could Binghuan go…”

“Chu Binghuan, a disciple of Ling Xiao Palace, whose name is Tianyu, spent two days and four hours coming out of the illusion!”

Mei Cailian was overjoyed, she hurriedly stood up to meet her, but she saw Chu Binghuan walking straight towards Zhuang Tian.

Mei Cailian’s expression changed.

It’s not that Chu Binghuan doesn’t understand filial piety, but the rules are rules.

She almost forgot that Chu Binghuan now represented Ling Xiao Palace, even if he became the top leader, it would be the glory of Ling Xiao Palace.

It has nothing to do with Shang Qing Immortal Gate or Yuntian Shuijing!

Thinking of this, Mei Cailian became angry, and when Chu Binghuan and Zhuang Tian came over after showing courtesy, Mei Cailian was depressed and didn’t want to talk to him.

“Sister-in-law.” Chu Changfeng called Mei Cailian, but had no choice but to help Chu Binghuan up by himself, “It’s fine, let’s go!”

Chu Binghuan responded, turned around and returned to the Ling Xiao Palace.

Seeing Hua Che, Chu Binghuan let go of the heart that had been hanging all along.

“Thank you.”

Chu Binghuan was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Hua Che: “What?”

Hua Che did not repeat.

The illusion lasted for five days, Mu Rongsa came out on the third day, Lin Yan came out on the fourth day, Wen Yuan and Zhuang Xiao Er came out on the cut-off point.

Although third, fourth and fifth disciples were eliminated, Zhuang Tian was not disappointed at all. According to his prediction, the entire Ling Xiao Palace should be wiped out in the first round. Therefore when Hua Che walked out first, he was almost moved to tears!

Now this result… Damn it! Zhuo Tian Zaomei is so overjoyed that he couldn’t recall the north, east, south, and west.

Hua Che thought it was funny that he was so excited at this level. When he won the first place, would his master, the old man, die suddenly?

Chu Binghuan deeply felt the same way, so he prepared Core-protecting pill, Qi-gathering pill, Breath-holding pill, Qi-tonifying pill, and all kinds of pills early on.

After the first round, there were only 17,000 cultivators left, and Elder Qianyang kept sighing, “This session won’t work.” Everyone’s hearts are so fragile.  If you fight against superior illusions, don’t everyone go crazy?

After a day’s rest, the second round of hunting took place with the sword in the sky, shooting monsters with guns.

The hunting range is the entire Kunlun Mountains, and the territory is very wide. Yu Jian often flies out and cannot find other people for a long time.

After a few back and forth, Hua Che’s harvest was not rich, but it was not too little.  He headed towards the top of the mountain, watching Lu Mingfeng in front of the Shang Qing Hall from above.

With just one glance, Hua Che flew away, holding the bow in his left hand and pulling the string with his right. Between his fingers, three arrows of light appeared, aiming at the soul-destroying demonic bats flying all over the sky.

The three arrows transformed into six during the slide, and then quickly transformed into twelve, piercing twelve bats in the air in an instant at an accurate angle.

“Yes!” Mu Qinian who was looking from below, couldn’t help standing up and applauding.

The other heads were also amazed.

“Good archery!”

“This trick is great.”

“Your cultivation is not bad at such a young age!”

Looking at the other side, a brilliant arrow pierced through one headless demon, two headless demons, three, four, five, like candied haws on a string.

Mu Qinian said excitedly again: “One arrow, six demons, bah!”

“Worthy of being the eldest son of Yuntian Shuijing.”

“Chu Tianyu’s talent is excellent, it’s the luck of the immortal!”

Wen Yuan disciple is quite good at swords, but not so good at bow and arrow. In addition, as a big brother, he works hard, and he is too busy to take care of his junior while concentrating on hunting.

“Xiao Er, don’t make those fancy fake moves, I am frightened.”

Zhuang Xiao Er said disapprovingly: “Except for the seventh and eighth junior brothers, my sword is the most stable in our family. Elder brother, you should take care of yourself and be careful not to fall.”

There was a gust of northwestern wind blowing head-on all of a sudden. Wen Yuan was caught off guard, and was about to fall, thanks to Hua Che who arrived in time to give him a hand.

Wen Yuan broke out in a cold sweat.

At the same time, Long Nose disciple came over, looked at Hua Che and said, “I knew you came to the Wanmen martial arts competition. My master said that you signed up for Ling Xiao Palace, but I still don’t believe it!”

Hua Che also greeted: “Master Duan Xianshi, I trust you have been well since we last met.”

After a short gathering, they continued hunting.

Although there are many monsters, the number is limited after all, and it is not enough for more than 10,000 cultivators to fight for it.  Therefore, it is inevitable to compete with other cultivators with the amount one has hunted.

In the end, it was basically a robbery, and whoever shoots first counts.

A healer shot an arrow at the spirit-eating bird. The angle was very good, and he was sure to win. Unexpectedly, a red arrow of light shot out of thin air, its power was like thunder, as fast as lightning, and it pierced the spirit-eating bird one step ahead.

The healer was furious on the spot: “Hua Qingkong, you are deceiving people too much!”

“Ah?” Hua Che, who had taken away the spirit of the spirit-eating bird, was at a loss, “When did I deceive people?”

“The spirit-eating bird was the one I saw first!”

Hua Che chuckled softly and said, “That’s not right brother. The second round of hunting is won by skill, and these monsters also rely on robbing. I can only say that my arrows are faster than yours, so you lost. That’s it.”

The healer became angry from embarrassment: “You!”

Hua Che: “Hey, don’t be impatient. It’s true that I robbed you, but others robbed mine too. You can also rob others!”

Hunting is indeed like this; you will rob me and I will rob you. When the hunting period ends, the top 200 will advance.

But the healer refused to accept it, he practiced medicine, and in terms of force, he was the weakest in the world of cultivating immortals, and it was so unfair to ask him to compete with these swordsmen in force!

He was full of anger, and he had been upset since the beginning of the illusion, and now he was completely enraged, and couldn’t bear it anymore.

He bent his bow and shot an arrow, aiming directly at Hua Che who was about to turn around and said through gritted teeth, “I’ll let you snatch my prey? You go to hell!”

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