lcionline Chapter 231 Competition
Chapter 231 Competition
Helpless, with things having come to this point, the members of the aristocratic families, forced into this situation, could only obediently follow the orders of the few people in the stands who could easily control their lives.
The young noblemen, whose palms glowed with crimson light, had no choice but to muster their courage and leap onto their respective dueling platforms. After exchanging a glance with their opponents on the platform, they suddenly drew their swords and began to fight.
In an instant, the crisp metallic clanging of swords clashing against each other on dozens of dueling platforms filled the air. Amidst the shifting and leaping figures, sword lights of all colors and textures rained down, filling the entire arena with a tremendous force. The scattered aftershocks, as powerful as if shattering rocks and splitting flesh, touched the bowl-shaped transparent defensive barrier surrounding the arena and immediately melted like ice cream meeting a raging fire, without even causing a ripple!
Regardless of their inner thoughts, all the members of the noble families in the stands and below the stage who were not yet on the field were focused on watching the fierce battle on the fighting stage, afraid that if they looked away for even a moment, something unexpected might happen to them or they might lose to their opponent!
Wen Ruohan didn't even glance at the people fighting fiercely below the stage. Instead, he quickly scanned the cultivators who were quietly scattered at the farthest edge of the arena. They were dressed in ordinary cloth, and some of their clothes even showed signs of fading from multiple washes on the hem and cuffs. Their faces bore the marks of hard work and vicissitudes of making a living. It was clear at a glance that they were not from a noble family.
His gaze was as deep and still as a bottomless pool, and he spoke softly, seemingly without a care in the world: "Lan Wenjing, are you sure these insignificant scum can lend a hand to your great cause?!"
Don't make grand promises to me with such confidence, only to end up achieving nothing and suffering a complete defeat. Otherwise, you, Lan Wenjing, and the century-old, reputable Gusu Lan Clan, will truly become a laughingstock in the eyes of the world!
Upon hearing this, Qingheng-jun, without glancing to the side or changing his expression, smiled gently and harmlessly, yet his tone was full of undeniable force: "Sect Leader Wen, everyone knows that the Gusu Lan Clan never speaks falsehoods, and they also know the Lan Clan members' unwavering stubbornness! Since I, Lan Wenjing, dared to defy the Lan Clan's consistent rules and practices and use all means to force you into this scheme, I never expected that my plan would fail!"
The non-aristocratic cultivators currently present are not the main force in Lan's plan; those he truly relies on are still on their way and have not yet appeared.
Therefore, you should just watch patiently.
Although the current leaders are not up to the standards of Sect Master Wen, the abilities displayed by the younger generation of the various sects can still provide insight into their respective levels of governance and development, allowing us to adjust our policies and strategies accordingly!
Wen Ruohan frowned as he listened to Qinghengjun's gentle and calm words. After thinking about it, he realized that they made a lot of sense. He put aside his impatience and calmly observed the two people fighting fiercely on each of the dueling platforms with his insightful eyes. He tried to deduce the current development of their respective families from their moves, techniques, and experience.
Seeing that he had finally managed to calm the agitated Wen Ruohan down and that things were getting back on track smoothly, Qinghengjun felt a little more at ease.
Feeling something, Wei Ying and his two companions stood out seamlessly among the group of simply dressed, reserved cultivators. As his gaze returned, it casually swept over Lan Zhan and his brother, who were standing next to Lan Qiren. In the blink of an eye, a thousand thoughts raced through his mind.
After a very clear thought settled in his mind, he slowly withdrew his thoughts and watched the fierce competition below the stage with a calm gaze as deep as the ocean.
Time flies like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, this wonderful and unique Lan Clan Discussion Conference has come to its final day of guidance.
Over the past seven days, Wei Chaoyan and a group of Chinese netizens have truly had their eyes opened!
Even though the world of "Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation" is a low-magic world officially established by the author, even though the image of most of the immortal sects in the original book is extremely inferior, even though the world of "Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation" presents a unique and cruel world where the sword is supreme, other paths are scattered, and cultivators are obsessed with intrigue and scheming, unlike other cultivation novels where all things compete for the path to immortality!
However, the profound civilization of cultivators that He has accumulated over the years since the birth of all living beings was still thoroughly demonstrated by the participants of the Qingtan Conference over the past seven days, thoroughly silencing Wei Chaoyan, who underestimated Him, and even many netizens!
This made them realize that every world has its unique features, and the accumulation of countless years of history in the entire world should not be underestimated!
Wen Ruohan, Qinghengjun, Nie Changfeng and others also collected enough information to help them update, adjust and supplement their original development plans!