Chapter 187: Chapter 156: Divine Flood Dragon Sect

A cultivator on the side snorted: "Naturally, the Yunshan Sect will definitely send their most elite disciples to fight. If they perform poorly in Shuangye Square, it would be a huge shame. But the odds for their cultivators are very low, you won’t earn many Spirit Stones even if you place all your bets on them."

At this moment by the arena, it was crowded with people. Above the venue hung huge banners, all advertisements funded heavily by well-known shops.

"Baozhi Pavilion’s Spirit Ointment, cures all sharp weapon external injuries. Take a cut, get a pack, and want to be cut a second time!"

"Wuyin Workshop’s Flying Sky Spirit Shuttle, as fast as it can be, flying in front, the soul chasing behind!"

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Advertisements fluttered, flags waved, particularly lively. However, the few Yunshan disciples responsible for maintaining order listened to the spectators’ discussions, exchanged glances, and felt uneasy.

They knew their own situation best. When it came to high-end combat power, there was no question.

Elder Guh Nishang’s Golden Crow Soaring in the Sky was invincible, even after two years of seclusion, still prestigious, even the Foundation Establishment Feather Scholars of Xuanguang Sect were polite to her. Anyone daring to be impudent before her would surely be smacked flat.

Sect Leader Lu Qian had been in secluded cultivation for over two years, reaching Qi Cultivation Perfection, mastering the Yin Yang Five Elements Grand Array. Back when he was in Late-Stage Qi Cultivation, he could defeat four Late-Stage Qi Cultivators within five breaths, unrivaled at the same level, earning respect.

After watching his latest sparring match with Elder Guh, the disciples firmly expressed that the Sect Leader’s skills were so profound that even an ordinary Early-Stage Foundation Establishment level wouldn’t stand a chance, leaving disciples unable to attend eager.

But besides those, counting eligible for the arena, there were only Elder Xuan Ji, Elder Jiang Qingfeng, Elder Tan Hong, and Steward Zheng Duan; pitifully few, not impressive.

Because this solo arena competition only divided into Qi Cultivation and Foundation Establishment segments, each segment not subdivided into early, mid, late stages, all together, seeing true skill, if you believe you have the skill to win, even early stage could be in the arena.

Thus, cultivators mostly gauge their capability. Loose cultivators were diverse, many Mid-Stage Qi Cultivators trying their luck. Among sect cultivators, those able to compete on stage were Late-Stage Qi Cultivation, even core disciples and sect elders at Perfection.

But now, Yunshan Sect didn’t have any prodigies able to use Mid-Stage Qi Cultivation to overwhelm Late-Stage Qi Cultivation. In the sect arena, Mid-Stage Qi was simply throwing oneself away, meaningless, losing face, only Late-Stage Qi Cultivation could be sent.

Although thinking this is somewhat disrespectful, among the four going to the arena, only Elder Xuan Ji was at Qi tenth level, while the other three were Qi eighth level. Can this win? If not even able to enter the quarterfinals...

Chongming County’s Yunshan Sect is ridiculous, holding an arena competition at their own Shuangye Square, only for no one in the sect to make it to the quarterfinals, truly laughable.

Thinking this way, the disciples felt a bit embarrassed. Alas, the Yunshan Sect is the leader of Shuangye Alliance, seated in Southern Chongming, a Foundation Establishment level sect, although the Sect Leader is still at Qi Cultivation, he can’t possibly lower his status to fight in the arena with other sect’s disciples. Even if he won, it would greatly damage his reputation.

While fantasizing, suddenly a group of white-robed cultivators, aggressive and embroidered with python patterns, pushed through the spectators, loudly shouting: "Is this the place for sect arena competition registration?"

The surrounding cultivators shouted displeased. One got pushed aside by a white-robed cultivator, his face flushed, he was furious, gathering spiritual power in his hand, when suddenly a flash of light from the python pattern on the cultivator’s body, an Ink-Scale Python darted forth, lunging at him, he flailed backward in shock.

The white-robed cultivators laughed heartily, that person was flushed, about to rush, a fellow cultivator quickly held him back, whispering: "It’s Divine Flood Dragon Sect from Liangxiang County, don’t provoke them."

The arrival of this group of cultivators was unexpected, the Yunshan disciples paused: "Your sect wants to join the sect arena?"

From among the white-robed cultivators, they raised an eagle-eyed young man like stars surrounding the moon, coldly sneering: "Why, do Chongming County rats only dare perform internally, afraid of allowing county outsiders to compete?" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Yunshan disciples were indignant but dared not act, only because the Divine Flood Dragon Sect leader was a genuine Foundation Establishment Feather Scholar.

Seeing the Yunshan disciples not responding immediately, the eagle-eyed youth was about to taunt again when suddenly a clear voice rang out: "Sect arena registration ended this morning. But since your sect insists on making a fool, I can arrange it."

Upon seeing the newcomer, the disciples showed delighted expressions, bowed respectfully, and shouted in unison: "Greetings Sect Leader!"

The onlooking crowd was intrigued, and they saw a young man step forward, wearing a silvery cloud-patterned duck-blue robe, a silver barbarian lion swallowing sky belt, exuding extraordinary presence.

Accompanied on his left by a thin, white-haired elder cultivator, and on his right a gentle, captivating blue-robed fairy.

This is the Yunshan Sect Leader, Lu Qian!

Most had heard this name continuously through various channels since arriving at Shuangye Square. Now seeing the Market Master in person, they were curious, examining closely.

The eagle-eyed youth glanced askew at Lu Qian, coldly snorting: "You’re the Yunshan Sect Leader? Absurd, little Qi cultivator, what qualifies you to speak before me? Quickly call out your sect’s Foundation Establishment to decide!"

Yunshan disciples were furious, they were former Zhou Family outsiders, joined Yunshan upon its founding, through various battles, and cultivated meticulously by the sect, their Sect Leader was a god-like figure to them, not to be insulted by others. Immediately, with a clang, Flying Swords were unsheathed, though few in number, they gritted their teeth, standing before the eagle-eyed youth.

But Lu Qian stepped forward a few steps, blocking these disciples behind him. Though their loyalty was commendable, they were only Mid-Stage Qi Cultivation, their cultivation too low, likely to suffer loss if careless. After a brief pause, the disciples were tearful, a resolve to face death rising within.

Lu Qian calmly said: "Chongming County has heroes aplenty, indeed I don’t measure up among them. But taking down you little bug is more than enough."

The observing crowd gaped, stunned into silence by these words. The eagle-eyed young man was simply unable to believe his ears.

A little Qi Cultivator, dares?!

Suddenly, his pale face flushed red, eyes ablaze, spiritual pressure surged skyward!

Four python shadows burst from his body, expanding to arm-thick by the time they reached before Lu Qian, four foul-smelling mouths lunging to bite down on Lu Qian.

He dared launch an attack here!