The Seven-Star Dharma Assembly Commences

Half a month later, the highly anticipated Seven Stars Dharma Assembly finally began.

During these two weeks, through relentless effort, Gu Qingfeng had successfully transformed his entire right hand into a True Immortal's body.

Such gratifying progress was inseparable from his usual diligence. Each day, he would cultivate for at least half an hour, sometimes up to a full hour, watching his right hand undergo its arduous transformation bit by bit. Such perseverance was truly not something just anyone could achieve.

At the very least, someone without a hand couldn't do it.

Aside from cultivation, the Catastrophe Power within him had also accumulated to a terrifying level.

Over the half month, without missing a single day, he had helped others overcome their tribulations. From Loose Immortals all the way up to Great Luo Golden Immortals, he had absorbed heavenly tribulations of every level, assisting a full thousand people.

This amount of Catastrophe Power, combined with what remained from helping Gu Ruochen earlier, was enough to make even an Immortal King back away.

On this day, the Seven Stars Dharma Assembly was held in the main city district. Before dawn, the place was already packed shoulder to shoulder, a sea of people buzzing with excitement.

Immortals converged on the main district like flowing water.

At the center of the main district stood a massive dao arena named the Seven Stars Arena.

Etched upon the arena were seven stars, shining brilliantly as if real stars were inlaid there.

Legend had it that long ago, the Seven Stars Arena was opened by the founding monarch of the Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom, specifically for royal descendants to cultivate and spar.

However, since the inception of the Seven Stars Dharma Assembly, this arena had become its exclusive venue.

"This unprecedented grand event is finally about to begin!" someone in the Seven Stars Arena exclaimed excitedly.

"I wonder who will claim the top spot in this competition, but it's surely among the disciples of those few Immortal Kings."

"Tens of thousands of cultivators are competing, yet only the top hundred will earn the qualification to enter the Feixian Forbidden Zone. What a fierce competition it is."

Today, Seven Stars Immortal City was exceptionally lively. Even in the early morning, figures heading towards the Seven Stars Arena were everywhere, dense and numerous, weaving through the crisscrossing streets like countless streams converging into an ocean.

Teahouses, wine shops, street corners, gambling dens, brothels—everywhere was abuzz with discussions about today's Seven Stars Dharma Assembly.

The gambling dens were particularly bustling. Portraits of various Immortal Kings' disciples were laid out on tables, surrounded by groups of fervent gamblers placing bets on who would win first place.

The one receiving the most bets was the disciple of Heavenly Capital Immortal King—Ling Yunxiao!

A sword cultivator with sharp brows and bright eyes, dressed in pristine white robes like proud snow.

Among the disciples of the Immortal Kings, Ling Yunxiao subtly held a leading position, hailed as the one most likely to become an Immortal King in the current era.

......

Time came to evening. The long-awaited Seven Stars Dharma Assembly finally commenced. Contestants took to the stage one after another for martial and magical duels. Dazzling divine abilities turned the night as bright as day, and the cheers of the audience could be heard from hundreds of miles away.

However, all this excitement had nothing to do with Gu Qingfeng, because he simply didn't go.

While others still needed to show their faces and fight passionately, he had already been exempted from the trials.

Given his relationship with Old Gu, entering the Feixian Forbidden Zone was a given.

Besides, given his status, how could he possibly compete on the same stage as those juniors?

Moreover, he had more important matters to attend to now.

Gu Qingfeng looked at Gu Ling'er lying flat and said solemnly, "Are you ready?"

Gu Ling'er, seeming both shy and nervous, asked, "Is it really effective? You're not tricking me on purpose to take advantage, are you?"

"This is my ancestral technique, how could it not be effective? You saw that little Corpse Charmer the other day, the results were so remarkable.

Besides, half a month has already passed. What advantage is left for me to take that I haven't already?"

Hearing this, Gu Ling'er immediately recalled her own unbearable past half-month, her pretty face flushing red instantly.

"Then... be gentle."

......

Three days later.

This was the third day of the Seven Stars Dharma Assembly.

About ninety percent of the tens of thousands of participating immortals had already been eliminated.

It was also from this day that the competition grew increasingly fierce.

Those remaining were mostly disciples of major powers, strong individuals who had long since made a name for themselves in the outside world. The clashes between these powerhouses were captivating, delivering one spectacular duel after another.

As night fell, the streets, alleys, teahouses, and wine shops of Seven Stars Immortal City were all abuzz with discussions about which powerhouses would make the top hundred, and which among the Immortal Kings' disciples would claim first place.

And Gu Qingfeng was still helping Gu Ling'er overcome her flaw, toiling day and night.

The fourth day.

The fourth day of the Seven Stars Dharma Assembly.

Today's battles were even more intense than the previous three days, for this was the day to determine the top hundred.

What had these immortals traveled countless miles for? To become one of the top hundred, to earn a spot to enter the Feixian Forbidden Zone, and thus glimpse the secrets of the Great Luo!

Under normal circumstances, even those famously talented individuals would likely never reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal stage in their lifetime without a special opportunity. It was a hurdle, a difficult one to surmount.

Disciples from various sects and great families exerted all their abilities, not daring to hold back in the slightest, fighting with full strength, fearing an upset at this critical juncture.

After a day of fierce battles, the list of the top hundred was finally announced in the evening.

However, when the list was published, a scene that made everyone's eyes pop appeared.

The reason was that the first name on the list was actually someone who had never participated in the competition.

Everyone looked at the Top Hundred list, their eyes fixed on the top spot, which clearly read: Heavenly Tribulation Emperor Lord, Gu Qingfeng.

Foul play!

Barefaced foul play!

Someone who didn't even participate in the competition was ranked first on the list—what else could it be but foul play?

But strangely, even though everyone knew there was foul play, no one spoke out against it. They even felt it was only natural, including those contestants who had been bitterly eliminated.

This list was naturally arranged deliberately by Gu Ruochen. There were a hundred slots to enter the Feixian Forbidden Zone, and since Gu Qingfeng had one reserved, his name naturally had to be on the list.

As for why it was placed at the top, that was after Gu Ruochen's careful consideration and analysis.

Based on his understanding of Gu Qingfeng, this person had an extreme fondness for showing off before others and was also extremely petty. If his name were placed at the very bottom, who knows what trouble he might stir up.

"The names on this Top Hundred list are those who have earned the qualification to enter the Feixian Forbidden Zone. Tomorrow..." the minister announcing the list was saying, when suddenly!

"Wait a moment!"

A voice interrupted the minister.

The minister frowned, about to rebuke the speaker, but then realized it was the disciple of Chongming Immortal King—Yuwen Xiong.

He had no choice but to change his tone: "Young Master Yuwen, what is the matter?"

Yuwen Xiong stepped forward and declared proudly to the crowd, "That Gu Qingfeng didn't even participate in the competition. How is he worthy of occupying the top spot and earning the qualification to enter the Feixian Forbidden Zone?"

These words caused an uproar.

Those present truly hadn't expected that there really was such a reckless fool who dared to pick a fight with Emperor Lord Gu.

Did he think he was the only one with eyes, and the rest of us were blind?

We're not blind; we just don't dare.

Why was Yuwen Xiong so brave?

Even though Gu Qingfeng had humiliated him several times, why did he still provoke him?

Actually, it was mainly his hidden trump card that gave him the courage.

That trump card he had always wanted to use but never found the right opportunity.

The first time he encountered Gu Qingfeng and was humiliated, he wanted to use it, but was stopped by his uncle.

The second time, at the Gambling Stone Parlor, he wanted to use it, but was so enraged he lost his head. Gu Qingfeng seized the moment, struck first to restrain his magical power, and so it went unused again.

Therefore, this third time, the reason Yuwen Xiong stepped forward was precisely to seize this opportunity and take his revenge fiercely!

He would pay back all the humiliation he had suffered during this period twofold!

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