bookcurios Chapter 1937
Chapter 1937
Inside the main hall, Jue Wuqing, seeing that all seven had arrived, nodded slightly and then began explaining the rules and precautions for the Holy Land Ranking Battle. Normally, these rules wouldn't need special emphasis, but since two of the participating disciples were newly promoted Holy Sons, he had to explain them in detail.
After hearing the rules, a hint of a smile flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes—the rules were simple and direct, without too many formalities, which was quite in line with the carefree spirit of the ancient immortal era, just what he wanted.
Jue Wuqing saw his expression and immediately waved his hand, saying, "Now that you know the rules, Elders Li Yu, Qian Zhan, and Xi Yue will lead the teams to the Devouring Demon Void Arena for this ranking battle!"
"Yes, Sect Master!" A loud voice rang out first. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a burly man with a figure like a god or demon giant step forward in response—this was Elder Li Yu. Although her Daoist title sounded like that of a female cultivator, she was actually a powerful True Immortal specializing in the path of spiritual demons. More importantly, she was Qing Tian Yu'er's master.
Elders Qianzhan and Xiyue also cupped their hands in response and replied in unison, "We will certainly not fail in our mission!"
On the other side stood a man surrounded by immortal and demonic runes. The dark demonic runes and the bright white immortal light intertwined and flowed on his body. Just by standing there, he brought an extremely strong sense of oppression to Chen Xuan and the others—it was Elder Qian Zhan.
He is not only an expert in close combat techniques of the Divine Demonic Path, but also the master of Zhanxin and Tianxing. His bare hands can withstand immortal artifacts, and his reputation has long been known throughout the sect.
Elder Xiyue, on the other hand, was quite different. She wore a light purple Daoist robe with intricate array patterns embroidered on the cuffs, and her body was surrounded by gentle yet resilient spiritual energy. It was clear at a glance that she was a powerful expert skilled in array defense. At the same time, she was also Zimo's mentor.
With this configuration, the two True Immortals, Li Yu and Qian Zhan, are in charge of the offensive, while Elder Xi Yue is in charge of the defensive formations. If they were to encounter battles in the wild, they would be well-rounded in both offense and defense, which shows the sect's dedication this time.
"Youngsters," Elder Qianzhan's gaze swept over Chen Xuan and the other young disciples, his voice booming like a bell, carrying a hint of expectation, "This ranking battle coincides with the full opening of the once-in-a-millennium Devouring Star Ruins. You must do your best to win more spots for the sect to enter the Star Ruins."
Elder Xiyue added with a smile, but her tone became more solemn: "The highest-level spot allows thirty-two disciples to enter the Star Ruins; while the lowest-level guaranteed spot only has three. Our sect has only obtained the guaranteed spot three times in a row. This battle will be a good test of the results of your hundred years of hard work."
"Haha, everyone, there's no need to be so tense." Seeing the somewhat heavy atmosphere, the elders quickly tried to smooth things over. "While the Devouring Demon Star Ruins are indeed wonderful, filled with ancient divine substances, there are many other opportunities in the world. Even if we suffer a defeat this time, there's no need to be discouraged. We can win it back when our cultivation improves in the future!"
The other elders and retainers echoed their sentiments, seemingly trying to comfort the disciples. In reality, they believed that the seven people sent by the sect would likely remain at the bottom, and they were simply trying to avoid adding psychological burden to the disciples.
But these words took on a different meaning when they reached the ears of Bai Qianhuan and the other veteran holy sons. A feeling of pent-up anger welled up in their chests, and they clenched their fists inwardly, vowing: This time, they would break the curse of the Heartless Holy Land's perennial bottom-ranking status!
In the following hours, the elders and the worshippers gathered around the sand table, discussing battle strategies and even mentioning many tricks—how to avoid strong enemies and how to use the rules to gain an advantage.
Chen Xuan's brows furrowed deeper as he listened, his gaze frequently sweeping over Bai Qianhuan and the other four. The five were filled with shame under his gaze, and they all lowered their heads—even the higher-ups had to resort to trickery to scheme, yet they still came in last place three times in a row; the result was truly embarrassing.
However, there was one thing Chen Xuan admired about the sect's higher-ups: although they valued rankings, they cared more about the disciples' moral character and were unwilling to use excessive pressure to crush the spirit of the younger generation.