Three days later, Lin Shen and the major figures of the Celestial Master Institute discussed the registration forms together.
There were quite a few formidable Nirvana Beings on the list, with not a single weak one, and the most powerful among them was naturally An Jiahe.
"Logistics Chief, design the match pairings. Arrange those formidable Nirvana Beings against An Jiahe, and all the Ascenders against to ensure my smooth advancent to the finals," Lin Shen said.
"This I'm good at, leave it to ," the Logistics Chief responded with a smile: "But I'll need Sai's help; I must understand the connections of these people first, and then I can make the arrangents."
"Sai," Lin Shen turned to An Sai.
"No problem," An Sai nodded.
Vice Dean An frowned and said, "Dean, if we do this, will those families be willing?"
"The groups are assigned by fair lottery. Can't I just be lucky?" Lin Shen said, looking towards Chi Xinhuo: "Huo, the drawing of lots is entrusted to you. You must ensure that all my opponents are Ascenders, and give the tough ones to An Jiahe."
"Don't you worry, Dean. Leave it to ," Chi Xinhuo chuckled.
"Dean, would you like to take care of An Jiahe for you?" Vice Dean Qiao suddenly spoke up.
"You can deal with An Jiahe?" Lin Shen asked in so surprise, looking at Vice Dean Qiao.
"Don't get wrong, Dean, I won't be participating in the contest," Vice Dean Qiao explained with a smile: "I have a bit of a relationship with a few of An Jiahe's aunts, I might be able to co up with a way to keep him from entering the arena."
Lin Shen gave Vice Dean Qiao a thumbs-up: "Old Qiao, you really have so ideas, but this ti let's not bother him. It's necessary that he shows up. Without him, the competition can't proceed."
"If you need anything, just say the word," Vice Dean Qiao said very gentlemanly.
"Even if we can clear those obstacles, in the end, we'll still have to face An Jiahe. You must be careful, Dean, that man isn't easy to deal with. Among the Celestial Race's Nirvana Beings, there are only a few who can beat him," Vice Dean An remarked.
"Is that so? There are still people who can beat him?" Lin Shen said, sowhat surprised; he had originally thought that within the Celestial Race, An Jiahe was already No. 1.
"The only one I can think of would be Uncle Tian Zhixia," Vice Dean An ntioned with narrowed eyes: "Dean, your relationship with the Little Imperial Uncle is good, and his relationship with An Family First Mansion isn't too great. If he could be invited to lend a hand, we'd be absolutely secure."
"Right, how could I not have thought of that?" Lin Shen slapped his thigh, genuinely reminded by Vice Dean An.
He had been thinking all along about how to deal with An Jiahe, as there was no one at his side who could confidently defeat An Jiahe.
Although Ye Xing and the others were not lacking in ability, facing An Jiahe alone, they certainly had no chance of winning. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire
Ouyang Yudu and Wei Wufu had not yet achieved Nirvana, so they were temporarily out of the picture as well.
He had been so focused on how he himself could win against An Jiahe, he'd forgotten about Uncle Tian Zhixia.
If Uncle Tian Zhixia were willing to help, there would be no need for Lin Shen to act personally; being both referee and contestant would not be good for his reputation anyway.
After the eting, Lin Shen contacted Uncle Tian Zhixia, explained the situation in detail, and asked if he could help.
Uncle Tian Zhixia's relationship with the An Family wasn't good to begin with, and considering the favor he said he owed Lin Shen, he agreed to help without hesitation after hearing the request.
Lin Shen had seen the strength of Uncle Tian Zhixia, and together with that Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade in his hand, he should be an invincible existence among the Nirvana Beings.
Even with Lin Shen's current strength, combined with Death Powder, he might not be able to defeat Uncle Tian Zhixia.
As for young fellows like An Jiahe, hoping to fight against Uncle Tian Zhixia, they were still far from capable.
This ant Lin Shen didn't need to take action himself.
Lin Shen had An Sai prepare a registration form for Uncle Tian Zhixia, and his group naturally beca the group Lin Shen had previously been part of.
In order not to make it too obvious, Lin Shen had the logistics director make so changes to the groupings, randomly assigning a few less formidable Nirvana Beings for Tian Zhixia to warm up with, to prevent excessive exhaustion. That way, Tian Zhixia could deal with An Jiahe in peak condition.
Once Tian Zhixia won the competition, that Dark Domain Lotus Seed would safely fall into Lin Shen's hands.
On the day the competition began, An Jiahe and the others looked at the list of the grouping nas. Others didn't think much of it, but An Jiahe was slightly taken aback.
Because he didn't see Lin Shen's na on the list.
"What's going on, why isn't Lin Shen participating in the competition?" Full of confusion, An Jiahe checked the list again, and when he saw the na of Tian Zhixia, his expression imdiately changed.
"Little Imperial Uncle Tian Zhixia is actually participating in the competition?" An Jiahe's face shifted between shades of light and dark.
Since Lin Shen didn't plan to participate, the initially scheduled venue was changed. The competition was arranged on a picturesque planet with a suitable temperature, where even the judges wouldn't find it too arduous.
The sky was clear with only a few clouds drifting by.
Hidden among one of those clouds was actually a small island.
By the man-made seaside, Emperor Tianshu and An Yi were sitting on the dock, fishing with rods.
As Emperor Tianshu fished, he was looking at the grouping list. Seeing the na of Tian Zhixia, he couldn't help but scold, "How could Tian Zhixia also join the competition? This is outrageous! I'll go and fetch him back right now."
Despite his harsh words, his backside remained utterly still.
"Little Imperial Uncle ets the criteria for participation; it's only appropriate for him to compete. There's no need for Your Majesty to be angry," An Yi said slowly and deliberately.
"How could he et the standards, he's already so old..." Emperor Tianshu took another look at the competition rules and realized that the age restriction was gone, only stipulating that Immortal Level participants could not compete.
"This Tian, how does he manage things, not restricting age at all? We're supposed to cultivate newcors, not an old man..." Emperor Tianshu's anger was thunderous.
Yet after much blustering, he still didn't send anyone to call Tian Zhixia back.
"Your Majesty, please calm yourself. Rules are rules. Since Little Imperial Uncle ets them, he naturally has the right to compete," An Yi stated calmly.
"An Yi, this was an oversight on my part. Regardless of who wins, I will have them hand over the Dark Domain Lotus Seed to Jiahe. Rest assured, the Dark Domain Lotus Seed will definitely belong to Jiahe," Emperor Tianshu said.
"Your Majesty's word is as precious as gold and should not be taken back. The victor receives the Dark Domain Lotus Seed, the rule cannot be abolished. If my son fails to obtain it, it's due to his own lack of ability; no one else is to bla. Your Majesty needn't worry so," An Yi said dismissively.
Emperor Tianshu seed completely oblivious to An Yi's sarcasm, smiling as he said, "Jiahe's talent is exceptional. Defeating Little Imperial Uncle may not be impossible. The Dark Domain Lotus Seed will eventually be his."
An Yi didn't respond, half-closing his eyes as if about to fall asleep.
The competition started, and Tian Zhixia's opponents mostly conceded on the spot. Even those not arranged by Lin Shen didn't dare to challenge Tian Zhixia.
It felt very hostile on An Jiahe's side, however. Most of the prestigious Nirvana Beings he had arranged to compete were grouped with him.
An Jiahe had no choice but to defeat each one by hand. Although these people were encouraged by him and had good relations with him, asking them to concede directly seed rather unrealistic.
Even if so were inclined to yield or knew they were no match, they still had to exchange a few moves with him before they could gracefully accept defeat.
The problem was, those assigned to his group, although they had studied at his academy, weren't much lower in status than him. Moreover, each one was haughty and proud. Far from considering defeat, they engaged in tit-for-tat battles with An Jiahe, irritating him to the point of grinding his teeth.
"You're willing to lose face like this, with the way I'm being grouped?" An Jiahe kept a smile on his face, yet inside he was itching to lash out at Lin Shen, who sat in the stands watching the competition.
But he couldn't voice his suspicions. After each round ended, they would draw lots for the groupings anew, yet sohow the lots always ended up placing him in the sa group as those prominent Nirvana Beings from the He Family Academy.
To claim there wasn't so behind-the-scenes manipulation, An Jiahe wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death.
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