"Innate ability, huh?" Fuyunzi’s brows furrowed tightly, feeling that things had beco sowhat thorny.
Originally, he just wanted to use dealing with Bai Lu as a catalyst to provoke the Faceless Sword Sect into action.
But now it seed...
This Bai Lu... seed to be hiding more strength than expected...
’He can’t even use the magical weapon I gave him; Zhao Chi completely failed to probe the full extent of this kid’s strength....’
He looked toward Yun Ling not far away, who had clearly realized sothing and was whispering with the leading elder from the Suyue Sect.
"The winner, Faceless Sword Sect, Bai Lu!"
The people from Yuheng Sect announced loudly again.
As the current leader of the Four Junior Swords of the Faceless Sword Sect in the Qingying Group, Li Chengyi had already been highly anticipated, and the mont he instantly resolved Zhao Chi, it made his own sect and the Suyue Sect cheer loudly.
He was neither arrogant nor impatient and made a small bow to all sides before turning and leaving the arena.
The battle was over.
On the other half of the field, Bai He was sent flying with a slash, sparks scattering as he faced off against the Yuheng Sect female, Shangguan Zi, incapable of offering even a hint of resistance and surrendering after only a few exchanges.
"Rest for thirty breaths, and then the final battle will decide the first and second places."
The announcent rang out.
Li Chengyi left the arena, standing beside Huo Qingkong.
"There’s sothing off about Qingmu Sword Sect." He spoke in a low voice.
"I know," Huo Qingkong replied. "Their elders are colluding with the people from Yuheng Sect; it seems they have ford an alliance."
"So, what do we do?" Li Chengyi asked, frowning slightly.
"You kids don’t need to worry. Yun Ling Elder has made preparations, and I’ll take care of the rest," Huo Qingkong said calmly.
No sooner had his words fallen than a burning gaze was cast from not far away.
It was the Red Frost Sword, Ding Zao, from Qingmu Sword Sect.
A fiery fighting spirit shone in his eyes, clearly having waited a long ti for this battle.
Soon, the final battle comnced.
Li Chengyi and Shangguan Zi of Yuheng Sect stood opposite each other.
The entire vast space featured only the two of them.
"You’re very fast, but... victory isn’t determined solely by speed," Shangguan Zi said intensely, slightly bending her body and gripping the Burning Longsword she carried on her back.
"Prepare."
The announcent sounded.
"The final battle begins!"
The sound waves spread, dissipated, and fell silent.
"Instant Prison!"
"Fei Yan!"
Both contestants drew their swords and charged forward concurrently.
Whoosh!!
The green and red light suddenly intermingled.
All fell silent.
Li Chengyi gently sheathed his sword and turned to walk towards the edge of the arena.
Behind him, Shangguan Zi collapsed to the ground with a thud, her abdon bursting open with a wide gash, blood spilling everywhere.
She lay unconscious, her pupils dilated, having lost her fighting strength in an instant due to the shock from the imnse force of that single exchange.
Another move...
The people of the Four Sects had initially not taken the Qingying Group very seriously, considering it rely a warm-up compared to the main group.
But as Li Chengyi made successive moves, the upper limit of strength in the Qingying Group soared rapidly.
And that last sword strike had even reached a velocity four tis the speed of sound, a level beyond what most stewards could achieve.
This speed sent a chill through the hearts of all onlookers.
"The number of Origin Seals is still the sa; it should be a special ability from his bloodline talent," a Yuheng Sect elder whispered at the side of the Yuheng Sect Master.
"Hmm, it’s a good ability," the Yuheng Sect Master nodded.
With that, the tournant for the Qingying Group concluded without suspense, with Li Chengyi rightfully claiming first place and earning the privilege of comprehending the Heavenly Jie Monunt for a day.
When he returned to the Faceless Sword Sect’s camp, Huo Qingkong had already been called by Fuyunzi to prepare for the upcoming main group tournant.
"We’re done here," Bai He, with a bandage on his face, cheerfully ca over.
"Congratulations, senior brother!" He offered a fist in salute.
"Congratulations, congratulations," Qiu Chen also said with a smile, approaching from behind.
Zhao Yuan was the last, her injuries severe, making her walk a bit unsteady.
"Congratulations..." she forced out two words, her head bowed.
"It’s nothing really. We’re all just starting to practice our techniques; winning is also a matter of luck. Only later will we see the true potential," Li Chengyi said modestly.
"You’re too modest, Bai Lu. Anyone with clear eyes can see your strength is much higher. First place is well deserved," Bai He earnestly said.
"But you should be careful too; Shangguan Zi and Zhao Chi are talented geniuses with strong bloodline abilities. Once their talents fully erge, their strength will increase rapidly," he added.
"I’ll be cautious," Li Chengyi nodded.
He looked around; the surrounding mountains were covered with forests, which might have flowers worth absorbing.
However, considering the peculiar atmosphere just now, he temporarily suppressed the thought of straying from the group.
This tournant seed sowhat dangerous. There was always ti to absorb Flowers, but safety must co first.
Before long, the main group competition began.
After the Yuheng Sect elders personally reinforced the protective array on the stage...
The sixteen contestants from the Four Sects entered the arena, facing each other in pairs.
The outcos were unsurprising.
No matter who he faced, the senior brother Huo Qingkong won with a single sword strike.
Without even drawing his sword, he rely used the Sword of Wisdom for an instantaneous flash.
The victor was decided.
Whether it was against the physical powerhouse from the Suyue Sect or Ding Zao, the expert from Qingmu Sword Sect...
It was one sword strike.
The only difference was that Ding Zao was the only one among all the opponents who hadn’t been injured.
Everything flowed from high to low, as if it were only natural.
Huo Qingkong won without any ripples.
In just one day’s ti, the grand competition concluded.
As the sky grew dim, the Yuheng Sect Master began to distribute the prizes.
"The insights from the Heavenly Jie Monunt shall be taken by Shangguan Zi, accompanied by Bai Lu. As for the Heavenly Silk Cocoon..."
She had an expression of cool detachnt, stretching out her hand to reveal a half-transparent golden cocoon shell, lying quietly in her palm.
The cocoon shell radiated golden light, and a faint golden mist seed to be emanating from around it.
"Huo Qingkong, it’s yours." She tossed the cocoon shell gently.
The cocoon shell turned into a golden streak, flying across the venue, and landing steadily in the right hand extended by Huo Qingkong.
"Thank you, Sect Master."
"So you were this confident that I would decide as you predicted?" the Yuheng Sect Master asked Huo Qingkong in a clear voice.
"The junior dare not presu, just... felt that the Sect Master’s magnanimity wouldn’t stoop to doing such ugly deeds," Huo Qingkong replied unexpectedly.
"Courageous..." Finally, a clear expression of appreciation appeared on the cold face of the Yuheng Sect Master.
The Qingmu Sword Sect and she had already agreed to thoroughly deal with Huo Qingkong, taking advantage of the competition’s loopholes, before the Faceless Sword Sect and Suyue Sect could react.
Originally, the plan was to make a move during the competition, but she vetoed it.
Even if Huo Qingkong was once in a millennium genius, for soone of her status and power to personally attack and try to kill him would be too excessive.
Therefore, the plan to act during the competition was changed to acting on his way back.
The rising threat of the Faceless Sword Sect towards Qingmu Sword Sect led to an offer she couldn’t refuse.
Moreover, the original plan was actually just to cripple Huo Qingkong.
But this morning, the plan suddenly changed to completely eliminating him.
The Yuheng Sect Master didn’t know the reason, but it didn’t stop her from feeling dissatisfied.
"Thank you, Sect Master," Huo Qingkong said apologetically as he bowed.
Li Chengyi had watched the entire process, and Shangguan Zi had already co over to take him to receive the one-day reward of the Heavenly Jie Monunt’s insights.
He followed the injured disciple of Yuheng Sect, leaving the main venue of the grand competition, taking a detour through the deeper parts of Yuheng Sect from the left.
The entire sect environnt was quite peculiar, with red swords hanging from the walls and columns at intervals.
The swords weren’t burning but hung still as if they were decorations.
After walking down a desolate and long street, they reached a secluded courtyard. Shangguan Zi opened the door and entered.
Inside was a four-sided courtyard.
In the center of the courtyard stood a giant tree with a trunk so thick it asured four to five ters.
The giant tree, dozens of ters high like a towering building, had a grayish-white stone tablet engraved with text embedded in the center of its trunk.
"You can stay here for one day. I’ll take my leave now," Shangguan Zi said quickly.
"Alright. Thank you for your trouble," Li Chengyi nodded and stepped into the courtyard.
Standing in front of the giant tree, he looked up at the stone tablet.
"What do you want to obtain, child?" a deep, ancient voice slowly emanated from the stone tablet embedded in the tree trunk.
The door behind creaked shut, and Li Chengyi turned to look—Shangguan Zi had already vanished.
"I... I want to obtain the perfect Seven Spirit Holy Technique," Li Chengyi said after so thought.
"Sorry, the ti is not right," the Heavenly Jie Monunt replied.
"Then, what can you do?" Li Chengyi frowned.
"I can offer you ancient traces, to observe and comprehend, but it can only be done once," said the Heavenly Jie Monunt.
Li Chengyi observed the talking tree with interest, slowly approaching.
Suddenly, he reached out.
He gently touched the weird text on the stone tablet.
A sensation of cold, hard touch spread into his mind.
’Perhaps it’s ti to try the Flower Language Technique...’ Li Chengyi’s eyes narrowed slightly as the Mark of the Evil Flower on his right hand started to slowly release a purple glow.
Suddenly, he fixated his gaze.
’Flower Language: Good Fortune 2!’
Activate.
Hum.
In a daze, so mysterious and unknown substance flowed out from his mark.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
The feedback from Evil Flower ca again.
’Flower Language: Good Fortune 2 (Your fate with the Heavenly Jie Monunt has deepened, doubling the ancient trace presented to you.)’
That’s it?
I’ve saved up so much Good Fortune, haven’t I??
Li Chengyi frowned slightly. Just a simple deepening of fate?? Is that all?
Swish!
At that mont, a rush of brand-new information cascaded back.
’(Your fate with the Heavenly Jie Monunt has deepened further, tripling the ancient trace presented to you!)’
’(Your fate with the Heavenly Jie Monunt has deepened even more, quadrupling the ancient trace presented to you!)’
’(Your fate with the Heavenly Jie Monunt has transford, upgrading the presented ancient trace to a super ancient trace.)’
’(Your fate with the Heavenly Jie Monunt has greatly transford, upgrading the presented ancient trace to a primordial trace.)’
’(The Heavenly Jie Monunt feels you are its own brother from different parents and decides to present to you the primordial traces for your comprehension!)’
’(The Heavenly Jie Monunt looks at you as if it has seen its own birth father, deciding to present its most precious traces for your comprehension, doubling the primordial traces!)’
’(The Heavenly Jie Monunt sees you as the sovereign monarch it swore to follow in its life, tears streaming down, thus decides to follow you desperately from now on! The stone tablet will present all its stored traces, burning its own life force to help your comprehension, doubling your insight during the process...)’
"..." Li Chengyi stood agape, staring blankly at the long string of information that suddenly popped into his mind, completely stunned in place.
"This is f*cking...! It can work like this?!?"
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