UGB Chapter 171 The Advantage Is Mine
Chapter 171 The Advantage Is Mine
Chapter 171: The Advantage is Mine
In the grand and magnificent hall, the sword fighting tournament was in full swing.
The temporary arena space created by the Divine Ability of the Emperor had a total of one hundred and fifty platforms, allowing three hundred cultivators to engage in battles simultaneously. Compared to the millions of cultivators in the hall, this number was not considered high.
However, due to the disparity in cultivation levels, many cultivators would wisely choose to forfeit as soon as they saw their randomly matched opponents. After all, the power difference was so great that they would only embarrass themselves if they were to step onto the platform. It was better to withdraw directly.
Moreover, the elite geniuses who dared to step onto the platform often finished their battles quickly, with the outcome decided within a few rounds. It was rare to see a situation where the battle was evenly matched and dragged on for a long time.
Therefore, based on the experience of previous gatherings of immortals, this sword fighting tournament would only take a few days at most to determine the final rankings of the talented individuals and distribute the related rewards.
In the moon hanging in the sky, the names of numerous cultivators were rapidly changing. Occasionally, some names would completely dim and disappear, indicating that they had been defeated or had used up their opportunities to forfeit.
At the same time, there were also names that became brighter, with faint purple qi gathering and enveloping them.
The atmosphere gradually became tense and subtle. The attention of almost all the important figures in the hall was focused on the platforms. Cheers of excitement, sighs of regret, and angry curses could be heard from various areas of the hall.
Occasionally, injured cultivators would be transported out, and the immortals from the Dao Court who were waiting on the side would step forward to heal them. Everything was arranged in an orderly manner.
Qin Muling also put away her casual expression and began to focus on the battles on the platforms. The young cultivators who were qualified to enter this hall were basically deserving of the title of genius elites outside. Their cultivation levels, Divine Abilities, talents, and combat experience were all commendable.
Princess Long Yi, on the other hand, didn't care much. Her only focus was on the handsome young man sitting in front of her. She would take a sip of immortal wine, glance at Qin Muling, take a bite of spirit beast meat, and then continue to look at Qin Muling... It felt incredibly comfortable and enjoyable.
Senior Sister Xue Bingxuan didn't have a chance to participate for the time being, but Su Yunmo, Qi Shuyu, Yu Binghua, and several other senior sisters successively joined a round. Due to the mediocre cultivation levels of their opponents, they all won with obvious advantages and returned to the hall safely to continue feasting, waiting for the next opportunity to participate.
After three consecutive opponents chose to forfeit, Luo Wanqing finally encountered a heavyweight opponent: Tu Mubai, the young master of the Cloud Thunder Sect from the Supreme Dao Lineage. He was currently at the initial stage of the Origin Immortal realm and specialized in both sword cultivation and law cultivation. Among the young talents of the Extreme Void Starry Sky, he was considered one of the most outstanding. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be the next sect master of the Cloud Thunder Sect.
On the platform, Senior Sister Luo Wanqing, with her bright and elegant appearance, wore a magnificent red armor. She held a wolf-tooth war hammer that was much taller than her body, surrounded by faint flames. Her fierce and wild aura was overwhelming.
Tu Mubai, with his handsome features and wearing a cyan frost longsword that shimmered with brilliance, exuded a strong fighting spirit in his eyes. "Fairy Luo, I have long heard of your reputation. Please enlighten me!"
He naturally knew Luo Wanqing's name. This princess from the Ancient Witch Country had a notorious reputation in her early years, acting recklessly and beating up countless geniuses. His cultivation level was inferior to hers, so it wouldn't be easy to win. But even if he were to lose, he had to have a good fight with her and not tarnish the reputation of the Cloud Thunder Sect.
Luo Wanqing nodded slightly and didn't say much. She gently waved the wolf-tooth war hammer in her hand, and countless intricate light runes on the hammerhead flew and flickered. Her aura began to rise steadily, and numerous extremely violent air currents surged. Behind her, a giant shadow gradually appeared, standing over a hundred feet tall, with muscular body and wrapped in beast skin armor. The giant held a shield in its left hand and a hammer in its right hand, its eyes filled with an icy and endless fighting spirit as it stared firmly at Tu Mubai.
Tu Mubai's expression changed drastically. This princess who had awakened the bloodline of an ancient witch was going all out from the start. He obviously couldn't hold back anymore. With a quick change of mind, his body flickered with light and dozens of defensive Divine Ability spells instantly manifested on him.
After a moment, with the sound of Fourth Senior Sister's tender shout, the Wolf Fang War Hammer drew an indiscernible terrifying afterimage in the air, as if it were pouring down like a collapsing sky, heavily colliding with Tu Mubai's defensive domain.
"Bang!"
Like a burst open bag of meat, Tu Mubai couldn't withstand Fourth Senior Sister's powerful strike at all. He flew backwards, hundreds of zhang away, and directly fell out of the range of the spatial arena, without any suspense, being judged as defeated.
"I..."
Tu Mubai, with blood overflowing from the corners of his eyes, opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he fell into a faint. The immortals from Dao Court quickly rushed over to help and treat him.
In a corner, a group of cultivators with dignified and powerful auras watched the fiery and beautiful figure from a distance, their expressions solemn.
"This woman is quite troublesome!"
A cultivator in a red robe, with an unusually sturdy physique, lightly tapped the table and slowly said, "Among the hundreds and thousands of human cultivator sects, there are only a few that can truly threaten our ancient tribes, and she happens to be one of them."
Beside him, a black-clad youth with a cold gaze, playing with a square yellow seal in his hand, spoke, "During the era when the ancient witch gods were rampant in the world, even our race had to avoid their sharpness. Since she has awakened the bloodline of her ancestors, she naturally qualifies as our true opponent!"
A beautiful girl in a purple fairy dress, with a noble and ethereal temperament and faint floral patterns on her forehead, said, "There is just one thing I don't understand. The bloodline power of the ancient witch gods has become quite thin by now, and the number of fortunate awakened descendants is decreasing. Moreover, their bloodlines are generally impure. No matter how hard they try, this is an irreversible trend. However, Luo Wanqing is a rare exception. I really don't know what kind of heaven-defying opportunity she had before."
Silence filled the surroundings.
The cultivator in the red robe, Ao Rui, was a rising star of the True Dragon Race. His bloodline was extremely pure, and his physical body was unimaginably strong. Although he was currently only at the mid-stage of the Origin Immortal realm, he had defeated True Immortal experts of the human race more than once with his terrifying physical strength. Although those opponents did not possess outstanding inherited techniques, it was enough to prove the extraordinary talent of this dragon race genius.
The black-clad youth was Chi Yeling, from the Immemorial Qilin Race. His grandfather was the current patriarch of the Qilin Race, and his status was extremely noble. His cultivation had already reached the high-stage of the Origin Immortal realm, his bloodline was pure, and he had countless adventures in his life. He was recognized as the number one rising star by Dao Court.
The beautiful girl was from the Immemorial Phoenix Race, named Ni Qingyue. She had awakened her ancestral bloodline early on, and her cultivation progressed rapidly. She was currently at the mid-stage of the Origin Immortal realm. She had achieved brilliant records of killing True Immortals of the human race with her innate Divine Ability, and she was also a rising star highly valued by Dao Court.
Chi Yeling lifted the wine bottle in his hand and drank it all in one go. He pondered for a moment and said, "Compared to us ancient tribes, human cultivators are indeed weaker. Whether it's physical body, soul, bloodline power, or innate Divine Ability, they don't have the advantage. So for a long period of time, the human race was only suppressed by us, until Quasi-Saint Emperors appeared in their clans, and not just one or two."
Ni Qingyue nodded slightly, "Individually speaking, human cultivators are rarely able to be our opponents, but in terms of quantity, all of us combined are not even a fraction of the human race. So now they are the masters of the world, and our glorious era has passed."
The human race is favored by the Good Fortune luck of heaven and earth. Even though individual newborn mortals are extremely weak and have no ability to protect themselves, and their lifespan is quite short, they possess terrifying growth potential. Coupled with their exaggerated reproductive speed, the human race naturally occupies the position of the largest clan in the Extreme Void Starry Sky.
It is unimaginable in terms of the scale of the clan, which naturally gives rise to a large number of elite talents suitable for cultivation. With the passage of time, a sufficient number of peak powerhouses will inevitably be born, forming a situation of equal footing with other ancient tribes, until they completely overwhelm them.
Ao Rui sighed, "Our clan is really lacking in numbers. The stronger the bloodline, the harder it is to leave descendants. That's why even though we often win in the Swordsmanship Conference, the high-level members of the Dao Court of the Human Clan don't take us too seriously. It's because they have enough confidence and don't need to fear us ancient clans too much."
Among the ancient clans, there are only a few well-known young strong individuals. But how many geniuses does the Human Clan have in each generation? At least a hundred times more than those foreign strong individuals. Just the sheer number alone can overwhelm them.
In the past, the ancient clans could rely on the old relics of the Quasi-Saint Emperor Monarch Level in their clans to hold their ground. But when there are many Quasi-Saint Emperors in the Human Clan, this advantage no longer exists.
Ning Qingyue's eyes were deep, "It is the trend for the Human Clan to dominate the world. Do we want to go against the heavens? Unless we can find a solution to the difficulty of our clan's reproduction, there is no hope."
Ao Rui chuckled self-deprecatingly, "That's something those old folks in the clan need to consider. Let's forget about it and focus on improving our strength. Hmm? Is it my turn?"
As he spoke, he put down his wine bottle and swiftly grabbed the short copper hammer beside him. His figure immediately disappeared from the spot and was teleported into the spatial arena.
Ao Rui's opponent this time was a young genius from the Nine Spirits Clear Origin Gate. His strength was barely satisfactory, and after less than ten rounds, he was smashed down by this dragon clan genius with a hammer, helplessly spitting out blood and admitting defeat.
On the other side, the senior and junior sisters from the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace took turns to enter the arena. They encountered opponents of varying strength, but most of them ended up winning. Especially Xue Bingxuan and her four sisters, they maintained a rapid and unstoppable momentum, always victorious.
Lin Shengqing's luck was a bit worse. After winning more than ten matches in a row, he was defeated by a prince from the Heavenly Witch Divine Dynasty. His final ranking probably wouldn't even make it into the top one thousand. He was so angry that he couldn't stop cursing, and the elders from the Bright Moon Sword Sect around him couldn't persuade him.
Although Yan Lingji forfeited once, her subsequent matches went smoothly. She never encountered opponents who were too strong and always came out victorious. Perhaps she had a chance to break into the top five hundred on the list of young geniuses.
"...Qin Junior Brother, their current cultivation strength is probably closely related to you, right?" Princess Long Yi asked meaningfully. Because of Qin Muling, she naturally paid more attention to the female cultivators of the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace. Seeing the outstanding performance of Xue Bingxuan and her sisters, even the well-established Supreme Daoist sects were undoubtedly surpassed. It would be impossible not to be curious.
According to the information collected by the Dao Court, Mu Yinghua, the head of the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace, and her several direct disciples, except for Xue Bingxuan who was slightly stronger, the rest barely reached the threshold of being a monstrous-level young genius. The limits of their achievements in this lifetime could be predicted.
However, today, they had grown to the mid-level of Origin Immortal, with a solid foundation and an unimaginably strong destiny and potential. They easily surpassed the majority of monstrous-level young geniuses.
What kind of heaven-defying encounter could make them undergo such a transformation?
"How would I know? This question seems more appropriate for you to ask the head teacher." Qin Muling calmly peeled the five-colored lotus seed in his hand. Of course, this was something he would never admit. As for whether he believed it or not, it didn't matter. After all, he couldn't find any evidence.
Princess Long Yi looked at him with a smile that wasn't a smile, "Although there is no evidence, my intuition tells me that I should listen to your words in reverse, Junior Brother Qin. What do you think?"
"...As long as you're happy."
Qin Muling decided to play dead and continued to deal with the exquisite delicacies on the table.
Beside her, Aunt Su smiled gracefully and discreetly instructed the maidservants to continuously serve food and wine, silently noting down the types and quantities of dishes Qin Muling had eaten.
Princess Long Yi generously smiled and reached out to take a milky white snowberry. She peeled off the skin and personally brought it to Qin Muling's lips. "Sister, I've noticed that you seem to particularly enjoy eating snowberries. Luckily, Mother's Grotto-Heaven world also has many of them planted, taken care of by experienced alchemists. They are large in size and of excellent quality. Whenever you have time, you can come and eat as much as you want. The taste will be even better than the varieties in Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace, and it will never disappoint you."
"Well, thank you, Senior Sister," Qin Muling said without hesitation as she opened her mouth to catch the offered spiritual fruit. She lightly bit into it, and the crisp, sweet, and delicious juice burst on her tongue, a delightful sensation that was beyond words.
After a moment, it was Qi Yalan's turn to take the stage again, and her opponent this time was none other than Yan Lingji, the senior disciple of Jade Pearl Star Palace.
"Unlucky..." Yan Lingji could only curse silently in his heart as he used his second opportunity to abstain.
Whether they liked it or not, these women from Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace were already figures he couldn't afford to provoke and could only look up to.
However, today he was really not having much luck. Just half an hour later, the results of the next random match were announced, causing Yan Lingji's vision to darken, almost fainting.
This time, he would be facing Xue Bingxuan, the first disciple of Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace.
The elders of Jade Pearl Star Palace looked at each other, and now that Yan Lingji had used up his two chances, if he abstained again, he would be directly eliminated.
Qin Muling, who was in the distance, pondered for a moment. He didn't believe that this was just a coincidence. Most likely, Emperor Qing Huan had used some tricks to test the limits of the senior sisters' strength and, incidentally, teach a lesson to Jade Pearl Star Palace, their mortal enemy.
After a brief consideration, Yan Lingji finally defended the dignity of the first disciple of the sect and silently raised his sword, then was immediately transported to the space arena.
"Miss Xue, please enlighten me," Yan Lingji said with a slight bow as he saw Xue Bingxuan gracefully floating and landing on the other side of the arena. He held up his sword and greeted the stunning beauty in front of him with warm words.
Xue Bingxuan nodded slightly, raised her long sword, and activated her cultivation technique. A huge phantom of a pill furnace appeared behind her, covered in nearly transparent flames. The temperature in the surrounding space rapidly rose.
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