The rankings of the grand competition have finally been settled.
The voice of the law enforcement elder of the Blazing Sky Palace echoed over the martial arts arena, declaring the official end of this grand event.
However, the excitement, unwillingness, pride, and anger that lingered in the air had far from dissipated.
Lie Tianxiong stood upright on the high platform, and his red dragon - patterned robe shimmered brightly under the illumination of the spiritual fire.
He scanned the entire arena. Everywhere his gaze fell, it seemed that everyone carried awe and submission, at least in his eyes.
"Thanks to all fellow daoists for coming. This seventh - sect grand competition has come to a successful end!"
Lie Tianxiong's voice boomed like a bell, and his face was filled with undisguised elation.
"In the cultivation world of Xuanzhou, with all fellow cultivators advancing hand in hand, a new era is bound to dawn!"
Next came the routine discussion on resource allocation.
Although the rankings of the grand competition had been determined, regarding specific details such as the share of mineral veins, the output of spirit stones, and the ownership of some disputed areas, there was inevitably a war of words among the major sects.
Among them, the most intense argument was between the Blazing Sky Palace, which had just taken the top spot, and the Myriad Law Pavilion, which had lost its leading position.
Lie Tianxiong was extremely satisfied and refused to yield an inch. His words were sharp and full of edge.
Yun Canghai's face was ashen as he argued rationally. However, like an immovable mountain, the result of the grand competition had rendered many of his bargaining chips ineffective.
In the end, the Myriad Law Pavilion had to make concessions in many disputes.
Throughout the process, Yun Canghai remained silent. However, the oppressive low - pressure aura around him and the occasional cold glint in his eyes made everyone present clearly feel that the Myriad Law Pavilion would never let it go so easily.
After the discussion ended and everything was settled, the people of the Myriad Law Pavilion left first. Yun Canghai didn't even bother with any superficial courtesies with Lie Tianxiong. He flicked his sleeves and left.
Just as he turned around, the glance he cast in the direction of the Blazing Sky Palace had a look as deep as a cold pool, indicating an unsettled future.
The other sects also took their leave one after another.
Xuanyangzi led the people of the Azure Profound Sect and quietly left on a flying boat.
After all the guests had dispersed, only the disciples of the Blazing Sky Palace remained in the vast Blazing Sky Martial Arts Arena. Lie Tianxiong could no longer hold back his excitement and let out a hearty laugh that shook the halls.
"Fantastic! It's truly fantastic! Hahaha!"
He returned to the main hall, full of high spirits.
"Lin Lie is really good. He has brought glory to this seat! Reaching the Violet Palace Realm! Really excellent!"
He enjoyed the flattery of the elders in the hall like the stars surrounding the moon. He felt that the Blazing Sky Palace had never been so powerful, and his prestige had never been so high.
Just then, the second elder, who had always been smiling, stepped forward with a hint of worry in his tone.
"Palace Master, although we had a great victory today, judging from the look in Yun Canghai's eyes when he left, I'm afraid he hates us deeply and won't let it go easily."
Lie Tianxiong's laughter subsided slightly, and he snorted, "A defeated general is not worth mentioning. What can he do even if he's unwilling?"
"Your Majesty is wise."
The second elder bowed slightly.
"Precisely because he's unwilling, we need to be on guard. The spiritual vein in the Connecting Cloud Mountains now belongs to our Blazing Sky Palace. It is one of the future foundations of our palace. I'm worried that if we delay, there may be trouble."
He paused for a moment and lowered his voice, with a hint of incitement.
"Why don't we take action immediately and dispatch our elite disciples with your hand - written order. We'll go there with lightning speed to take over and establish a firm footing, firmly grasping the fruits of victory in our hands!"
A sharp glint flashed in Lie Tianxiong's eyes. After a brief moment of thought, he found this plan excellent.
Now that he was at the height of his power, he should take advantage of the momentum of the great victory and press forward step by step to completely crush the arrogance of the Myriad Law Pavilion!
"Good!" Lie Tianxiong clapped his hands and laughed, "What the second elder said is very reasonable! This matter will be entrusted to you!
Select capable people and set off immediately! If you encounter any obstruction, well, you know what to do!"
"Your subordinate will obey! I will surely live up to your trust!"
The second elder bowed to receive the order and then turned to leave to make arrangements. He thought to himself secretly, "Yes, just like this. Let the matter get bigger and more exciting.
The Blazing Sky Palace will attract all the attention in the front. The more fiercely they fight, the more safely our Azure Profound Sect can lie dormant and accumulate strength.
This feeling is much more satisfying than being restricted in the sect."
Watching the back of the second elder leaving, Lie Tianxiong was extremely satisfied. He felt full of ambition, believing that it seemed only a matter of time before the Blazing Sky Palace rose to the top of Xuanzhou under his leadership.
Meanwhile, after half a month of cultivation on Purple Bamboo Peak, everyone had made great improvements.
The most obvious change was seen in Fatty Wang.
After countless "inhumane" close - combat grindings in the Heavenly Pride Tower and the careful guidance of Gu Changge during this period, he had been completely reborn.
Although he was still not strong enough to defeat the projection of a young great emperor of the same realm, he could now calmly withstand hundreds of moves from such a projection without being defeated.
It could be said that his close - combat ability was no weaker than that of any heavenly pride of the same realm.
Moreover, in the process of continuous battles, he finally broke through the bottleneck of the Celestial Realm. His qi sea churned, and a brand - new and powerful force surged through his whole body.
He had reached the King Realm!
Feeling the surging spiritual power in his body and the extremely solid physical foundation, Qin Yuechen clenched his fist forcefully, with a sharp glint in his eyes.
Now, his talisman technique was still as mysterious and changeable as ever, and his close - combat ability was also not inferior to others.
He was confident that within the same realm, except for a few of his perverted senior brothers and sisters in the sect, he could sweep across all opponents!
This all - around strength made him walk with vigor.
However, his look towards Elder Ji Mie had been rather strange recently.
In the past few days, he always met the Great Emperor of Annihilation in the Heavenly Pride Tower, and he was beaten up again and again.
The more he thought about it, the more familiar the person seemed!
The feeling, the aura... the more he thought about it, the more it seemed like Elder Ji Mie on Purple Bamboo Peak, who usually kept quiet and looked harmless!
Since then, whenever he saw Elder Ji Mie, Fatty Wang would unconsciously want to keep his distance.
There was no other reason; he was just scared of being beaten.
The progress of Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu was also astonishing.
Through daily battles and enlightenment, the two of them had firmly reached the threshold of the late stage of the King Realm.
As for Ling Xi, she had polished the peak of the King Realm to the true extreme, perfect and without any hindrance.
The barrier to the Saint Realm was as thin as a piece of window paper for her. It seemed that as long as she had a thought, she could easily break through it and attract the tribulation to become a saint.
However, she still remained in seclusion, accumulating strength, as if she wanted to transform herself into the most perfect dao seed. Once she made a move, it would surely shake the world.
In a corner of the peak, at the place where Mo Yu was in seclusion.
The spiritual energy was so dense that it was like a tangible substance, forming a huge, slowly - rotating five - colored spiritual vortex.
In the center of the spiritual vortex, Qilin Son Mo Yu was wrapped in a thick light cocoon that flowed with a golden - red luster.
Inside the light cocoon, earth - shattering changes were taking place.
The dao rhyme that Gu Changge had casually injected into his body that day was finally showing its incredible and heaven - defying effects.
"Boom..."
A low rumbling sound, as if coming from the source of his bloodline, echoed in every inch of Mo Yu's bones and flesh.
His bones were growing and being reshaped, becoming more compact and imprinted with natural Qilin dao patterns.
His flesh and blood were being condensed and sublimated. Every drop of his blood became as heavy as mercury, shining with a sacred golden - red glow.
His meridians were expanding and connecting, like rivers changing their courses, surging with an irresistible imperial blood power.
"Click!"
A soft sound echoed, not from the outside world but from the breaking of some kind of shackle deep within Mo Yu's soul.
I'll update the first chapter now. The next two chapters will come a bit later!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
