“Chu Huaian, where did you pick up these people?” Jing Yuan’s eyes were red as he grabbed Chu Huaian’s collar, his gaze filled with jealousy.
“Senior, calm down, calm down.” Chu Huaian patted Jing Yuan’s hand, signaling him to be patient.
“Whew…” Jing Yuan exhaled a long breath, his eyes fixed on Xia Ling and the others.
The players felt a chill under Jing Yuan’s gaze and subconsciously pulled out their weapons, holding them in front of themselves.
Chu Huaian turned and walked in front of everyone, saying in a deep voice, “This time, you can fight as much as you want. If you encounter disciples from hostile sects, show no mercy!”
“Understood!” The players shouted in unison.
Chu Huaian thought for a moment and still reminded them, “Oh, and if you encounter Lin Ting and Yun Xiang from the Ziwei Sect, be careful. Winning is enough; don’t kill them.”
“Alright.” Fang Yuan and the others smiled and nodded, then all flew into the arena.
Jing Yuan, beside him, scoffed dismissively, “I admit their talent is one in a million, but to say they can defeat Lin Ting and his group by leapfrogging stages, Chu Huaian, you underestimate Lin Ting and them too much.”
Chu Huaian did not argue, “Senior, just watch.”
Seeing Chu Huaian so confident, Jing Yuan immediately became interested: “You seem very confident?”
“Yes.” Chu Huaian nodded in affirmation.
“How about we make a bet?”
“What does Senior want to bet?”
“If your people can defeat Lin Ting, I can betroth Yun Xiang to you, letting her become your Dao Companion.”
Chu Huaian was a bit speechless; this old man’s calculations were quite loud.
“Senior, can you show some sincerity?”
“Oh? Yun Xiang is the Saintess of the Ziwei Sect, is that not sincere enough?” A hint of cunning flashed in Jing Yuan’s eyes.
Before, he looked down on Chu Huaian, thinking his talent was mediocre and he was too flamboyant.
Facts proved he wasn’t wrong; Chu Huaian’s sharp edge was precisely why his cultivation was crippled.
But the current Chu Huaian had a mysterious aura that he couldn’t fathom, and his eyes revealed a strong confidence.
This was a symbol of strength, maintaining an unyielding attitude even when facing him.
Jing Yuan would rather die than believe Chu Huaian had no confidence.
Coupled with the Hua Xia Sect established by Chu Huaian, with those monstrous talents, the Hua Xia Sect was bound to soar and become the top sect on the Tianxuan Continent.
At this time, marrying Yun Xiang off was the best option.
With the Ziwei Sect’s support, other sects would not dare to openly deal with the Hua Xia Sect. This way, when those monstrous talents rise, the Ziwei Sect could rest easy and even climb higher.
The more Jing Yuan thought about it, the more excited he became; it was truly a good idea that killed three birds with one stone.
“Senior, let’s change the bet.” Chu Huaian said helplessly.
“No change, just this. Do you, kid, think my Yun Xiang isn’t worthy of you?” Jing Yuan’s eyes showed displeasure, and he said again, “Yun Xiang is known as the number one beauty in the southern region, with outstanding talent and a gentle personality. How is she not worthy of you?”
“Senior, I agree with what you said before, but I don’t agree with that last part about a gentle personality.”
“Just tell me if you’re betting or not?” Jing Yuan glared at Chu Huaian in exasperation.
“No bet!” Chu Huaian said firmly.
“Add one more spirit vein.” Jing Yuan gritted his teeth and added.
“Two.”
“Alright, two it is! What if you, kid, lose?”
“If I lose, I will present both the Lightning Spirit and the Sword Spirit.”
As he spoke, Chu Huaian summoned the Lightning Spirit and the Sword Spirit from within his body.
Since being purified by the Tribulation Lightning Fluid, both had developed sentience and were now circling Chu Huaian non-stop, looking very intimate.
“Good, deal!” Jing Yuan readily agreed.
On the other side, within the arena.
Many players stood in the light, looking around somewhat bewildered.
The Hua Xia Sect has 155 participants, currently ranked last. Matching opponents now.
Above each person’s head, a small light screen appeared, clearly showing their own and their opponent’s information.
Hua Xia Sect Fang Yuan vs. Myriad Manifestation Gate Zhang San.
Hua Xia Sect Lin Ye vs. Heavenly Wolf Gang Li Si.
“Heh, aren’t these the two sects that cursed us before? We really ran into them.” Fang Yuan showed a wicked smile.
Hua Xia Sect Li Taibai vs. Falling Cloud Sect Chen Mu.
Hua Xia Sect Xia Ling vs. Bi You Sect Zhang Tingting.
Hua Xia Sect Luo Xi vs. Wanhua Valley Lin Qingtong.
...
One by one, competition information appeared in everyone’s eyes, and the last one caught the attention of all players.
Hua Xia Sect Shen Qinghan vs. Ziwei Sect Yun Xiang.
Match countdown: 10 seconds.
“Damn, isn’t this Yun Xiang the person Xian Ge is most concerned about?”
“This won’t be easy. Looking at the information above, the opponent is at Golden Core Peak, and Sister Qinghan just advanced to the Golden Core Stage. The pressure is a bit high.”
“Qinghan, do you need me to lend you the Imperial Weapon?” Li Taibai summoned a white glow from his body and handed it to Shen Qinghan.
“Thank you, I want to test my own strength.” Shen Qinghan politely declined.
Li Taibai nodded slightly, put the white glow back into his body, and said nothing more.
Soon, the countdown ended, and everyone was teleported into the arena at the same time.
Outside the arena.
When Chu Huaian and Jing Yuan saw the match list, both showed surprised expressions.
“If I remember correctly, this Shen Qinghan is the Profound Ice Saint Body, right?” Jing Yuan said with uncertainty.
“Yes.” Chu Huaian nodded in affirmation, then added, “However, it’s really hard to say who will win this match.”
“What? You mean Shen Qinghan still has a chance?” Jing Yuan scoffed.
“In a life-or-death situation, Shen Qinghan has a greater chance of winning.”
“I say, kid, how much do you look down on my Yun Xiang?”
“It’s not looking down on Yun Xiang, it’s that Shen Qinghan is truly strong.”
Among these players, Shen Qinghan’s talent was in the first tier, her comprehension was not bad, she cultivated extremely diligently, and she was also very rich.
If it weren’t for entering relatively late, she would definitely have a place among the top three on the disciple ranking list.
Dong, a copper drum sounded, and the southern region competition officially began.
This time, there were over 100,000 disciples participating in the southern region, with only 100 promotion slots.
The competition had just begun for less than ten seconds, and the sky screen already displayed information about matches ending.
Hua Xia Sect Fang Yuan advances.
Hua Xia Sect Li Taibai advances.
Hua Xia Sect Xia Ling advances.
Star Sect Zhao Shijie advances.
Ziwei Sect Lin Ting advances.
Bi You Sect Hua Wudao advances.
Hua Xia Sect Sun Yiyi advances.
Hua Xia Sect Chu Heshan advances.
Hua Xia Sect Luo Xi advances.
Hua Xia Sect Li Yongxiao advances.
...
Down the line, almost all the names were from the Hua Xia Sect.
“What’s going on? Where did this Hua Xia Sect come from? Why haven’t I heard of them?”
“It seems to be a sect founded by Chu Huaian. The competition just started, and so many people have already gotten promotion slots. So strong!”
“I just watched their matches; they were almost all instant kills. Especially those disciples from sects that had grudges with Chu Huaian, their deaths were gruesome.”
“Shh, quiet down. Haven’t you seen the dark faces of those sects? Don’t invite trouble.”
“Quick, look at the bottom left of the sky screen. Yun Xiang Fairy is fighting Shen Qinghan of the Hua Xia Sect. They’re fighting so fiercely!”
All the spectators collectively looked towards the bottom left, their eyes fixed on the sky screen.
Inside the arena, Shen Qinghan was surrounded by ice pillars, and blizzards swept everything around, carrying a destructive aura as they surged towards Yun Xiang.
In contrast, Yun Xiang formed hand seals, conjuring countless flying swords to form the Twenty-Eight Constellation Sword Array.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh —
Swords rained down like a tide, destroying the blizzards one by one.
Shen Qinghan mobilized the surrounding ice pillars, colliding with the countless flying swords.
Both sides’ spiritual energy erupted again. The countless flying swords charged forward, breaking through the ice pillars’ defense, and continued to attack Shen Qinghan.
“Ice Seal Ninety Thousand Miles!” Shen Qinghan shouted loudly.
The surrounding air instantly dropped, frost filled the sky, and the heavens and earth turned into a world of ice. All the flying spirit swords were frozen and then exploded.
“I didn’t expect there to be such a master hidden in the southern region. It seems I can’t hold back anymore.” Yun Xiang muttered, throwing her flying sword into the air.
“Night knocks on the Heavenly Gate, the Big Dipper hangs, a speck of spiritual light connects to the Purple Palace.
Qi flows through the cosmos, stars boil, washing away dust to forge a sword immortal.
Yao Guang sets in the west, murderous aura beside, a sword emerges, cold and clear for ten thousand miles.
Po Jun slays all human sins, where starlight passes, demons collapse!”
“Big Dipper Seven Kill Swords. Po Jun Style!”
“One Sword Cleanses Evil!”
“Go!”
A phantom of the Big Dipper appeared on the sword, like a meteor streaking across the night, striking towards Shen Qinghan in mid-air.
Wherever the sword light passed, all the ice shattered.
