lcionline Chapter 230 Opening
Chapter 230 Opening
The crowd entered in an orderly fashion, and soon everyone was seated.
Qingheng-jun no longer delayed, stood up and solemnly announced: "In order to prove what I said yesterday, the Lan Clan has decided to change the previous format of sitting and discussing the Dao, and instead set up a challenge to exchange skills, so as to show the style of the outstanding talents of each family."
The first two days are the main venue for young talents from various families to hone their skills, the next two days are the main venue for independent cultivators and disciples from various sects to hone their skills, and the next three days are for mixed teams to enter the venue for exorcism practice competitions to test the comprehensive adaptability and night hunting ability of the disciples from various families.
On the last day, I, Sect Leader Wen, Sect Leader Nie, Sect Leader Yin, Sect Leader Song, Qingpu Sanren, Master Wangchen, Daoist Fuyan, and the elders of the Wen, Lan, and Nie families, along with other people of some reputation, generously guided a group of outstanding talents who had performed exceptionally well in the previous seven days.
Furthermore, on the last day, all independent disciples can choose whether to join their preferred family or choose a free and unrestrained life if they dislike the constraints!
We do not insist. We only hope that you will carefully consider and weigh your options before making a decision, as the Lan Clan and many other sect leaders sincerely welcome all of you talented young people to our clan!
Qinghengjun's clear words flowed like a babbling brook in the mountains, unhurriedly following its established path. They were like an elegant and natural song, but the content was not pleasant to hear for the many family heads present!
However, the arm can't twist the thigh. The three mountains that weighed down on the immortal sects and families actually joined forces without anyone noticing. The sect leaders of the Wen and Nie families, especially Wen Ruohan, who was always arrogant and domineering, actually became incredibly obedient to Lan Wenjing, that thousand-year-old fox, without the slightest hint of dislike. Moreover, they also gathered a large number of powerful families, independent cultivators, and sects.
Given such a stark contrast in power, no matter how harsh or unpleasant Qingheng-jun's words were, they had no choice but to listen obediently and agree without complaint. No one wanted to be the first to step forward and sacrifice themselves to test the effectiveness of Qingheng-jun's methods!
After speaking, Qinghengjun pretended not to know the turbulent thoughts churning in the hearts of the people below the stage. He simply raised his hand and flicked his lustrous fingernails a few times. Several streams of shimmering, icy blue spiritual energy scattered like meteors and fell into the empty ground below the stage.
The icy blue spiritual energy vanished the moment it landed. The next instant, under the astonished gazes of everyone, including Wei Chaoyan and the people from Huaguo who were watching the live stream through the floating light talisman, a series of round bowls suddenly rose from the ground, covering an area with a radius of about one mile. These were semi-transparent defensive arrays with various ancient and profound runes that meandered like swimming fish.
At the same time, a simple yet grand arena rose from the ground at each formation's core. Each arena was constructed from turquoise stones that shimmered with a faint blue starlight, and its surface was covered with various runes that were both similar to and different from those on the defensive formations.
Although many familiar array rune characteristics unique to the Wen, Lan, and Nie families could be glimpsed in the flow of its runes, much of it felt strange and unknown. Furthermore, many cultivators who vaguely sensed it felt an uncontrollable sense of dread.
What kind of opportunity did the Wen, Lan, and Nie families obtain, and what are they plotting that makes them feel an ominous premonition?
Amidst a multitude of thoughts swirling in everyone's minds, Qingheng-jun, who seemed to stroll leisurely from the stands, slowly withdrew his slender, well-defined fingers and spoke gently, "Everything is settled. Please come up to the stage in order of your rankings! Remember to give it your all. There's no need to worry about accidentally injuring yourself. Many renowned figures are here to protect you, so there will be no danger to your lives!"
"...?"
What ranking? We don't know!
Everyone stared blankly at the composed Qingheng-jun on the stage.
The next instant, without Qinghengjun making any move, numerous exquisitely beautiful, fiery red flames, each the size of a sesame seed, fell precisely into the palms of every young man below the stage like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, shining brilliantly!
Looking down, a dazzling white numbering pattern inside immediately caught my eye, as if enlightened. Each number instantly revealed its order of appearance and its corresponding arena.
While everyone was still in a daze, Lan Qiren solemnly struck the bronze bell, signaling the official start of the first competition of the day!