What slightly reassured Ning Cheng was that up until now, the woman in black from the Star Treading Tower did not seem to have noticed him.
“Big Brother JI ……” Ning Cheng had just walked to the door of the room when Xin Xiuxin opened the room’s ban, while the joyful voice came over.
“Many thanks to Senior Brother for saving my life.” Standing behind Xin Xiu, it was clearly Wu Qihong who could not even open his eyes before.
Wu Qihong’s vitality was still faint at this moment, Ning Cheng could clearly feel the vitality in his body slowly gathering, and his Yuan Shen was also slowly beginning to coalesce.
Ning Cheng was clear that there was no way for the Sense Transmutation Pill to coalesce a Yuan Shen, and Wu Qihong’s Yuan Shen was slowly beginning to coalesce. It was not that the Empty City Sense Transmutation Pill had the effect of coalescing the Yuan Shen, but because his collapsed Yuan Shen was not the Yuan Shen itself that was traumatised. Wu Qihong’s Yuan Shen was slowly collapsing because his Sea of Consciousness was shattered. Now that his sea of consciousness was beginning to repair, his Yuan Shen also began to gradually solidify.
In any case, the speed of Wu Qihong’s recovery still made Ning Cheng very satisfied. The Empty City Sense Transmutation Pill did not disappoint him, and the effect even far exceeded his expectations.
Seeing the look in Xin Xiu’s eyes, Ning Cheng knew that Xin Xiu had not told the truth about him being a fake Jiehe.
He was still satisfied with Xin Xiu’s kind of caution, after all, Wu Qihong was far from recovered and knew such things that could easily leak out. He smiled and said to Wu Qihong, “Recuperate your injuries at ease, don’t worry about anything else.”
Wu Qihong replied even more respectfully, “Qihong follows senior brother’s orders closely.”
After saying that, he took the initiative to enter the room to continue to heal his injuries.
After Wu Qihong left, Xin Xiu then said, “I didn’t tell Qihong about you, but in fact, back then, after Brother JI left, Qihong even comforted me. He told me that big brother JI took those divine spirit grasses. It was to fulfil Master’s last wish to become a Dan Emperor as soon as possible, and in fact he had never hated Big Brother JI.”
Ning Cheng also sighed a little. The character of JI and these two senior brothers and sisters seemed to be much better than his.
……
After returning to his residence, Ning Cheng did not go out again. The first thing he did was to throw the Flame Bee Nest in front of the Exploding Gold Bee King in the True Spirit World. The few Exploding Gold Wasps in the True Spirit World, which had nothing to do, immediately rushed over after seeing the Flame Hive and quickly disappeared into the Flame Hive.
Ning Cheng did not continue to observe the Exploding Gold Bees and exited the True Spirit World to start refining pills. He had promised to send some Empty City Transmigration Awareness Pills to Qi XIII, and even though Qi XIII had not come over by now, he still planned to refine them first.
On the third day, Wu Qihong’s cultivation had also recovered by a large margin. After Ning Cheng gifted some of the divine crystals and pills to Xin Xiu and Wu Qihong. Told Xin Xiu that he would be leaving and would not be coming back to Star Treading Tower.
Xin Xiu vaguely knew about Ning Cheng’s participation in the Great Tai Su Competition, and now that Ning Cheng said that he would not be coming back, she did not ask more questions, only saying that they would be leaving the Heavenly Su Sacred City when Wu Qihong’s body had recovered.
……
When Ning Cheng arrived at the Tiansu Holy City square, the square of the Tiansu Holy City had long been packed with people. The Great Tai Su Competition represented the highest level of dueling under the entire Tai Su Realm’s Dao of Evidence. Almost everyone who could make it here to watch the competition had come here.
There was only one dueling tournament stage in the middle of the square, and there were several powerful people sitting on the main stage that was in charge of judging. All of them were existences whose cultivation level Ning Cheng could not see.
Ning Cheng’s gaze swept through and quickly found a disciple of the Xuan Yue Divine Sect, he hurriedly walked over and cupped his fist and asked. “This senior brother, may I ask if the Thirteen Stars have come yet?”
This disciple also knew Ning Cheng, and when he saw Ning Cheng asking about Qi XIII Xing, he hurriedly returned the greeting, “So it’s JI Dandi, Senior Brother XIII Xing should be in seclusion, I’m not very clear about what exactly is going on.”
Ning Cheng did not continue to ask further, Qi Thirteen Stars had been trapped in the secret realm for so many years. It was normal that he would need to be in seclusion when he returned. As for something like the Empty City Transmutation Awareness Pill, Ning Cheng did not want others to bring it to Qi XIII Xing. This kind of thing was too precious. It was better for him to deliver it to Qi XIII Xing himself.
An old man with a red face flew out from the main stage, none other than the old man who had presided over the display of the Divine Spirit Grass in the Tai Su Secret Realm earlier.
He stood in the void above the huge competition stage in the middle of the square. “Fellow disciples participating in the Great Tai Su Competition, the Great Tai Su Competition is about to begin. We will decide on the top ten in the shortest possible time, and the top ten are the places to enter the Extra-terrestrial Divine Spring. As for the rankings after the eleventh place which involve the distribution of the Tai Su Secret Realm and the sect’s resources, we will slowly decide on the top ten after they have entered the Extra-terrestrial Divine Spring.
All participants are now asked to pay attention to their qualification token, which shows the number of matches and opponents you are competing against. I hereby announce the rules of the Tai Su Clan Alliance, there are no restrictions in the competition fights until one of the parties admits defeat. If one of the parties admits defeat, the other party may not continue to move to kill. Any disciple who falls on the tournament stage is the result of the bout, and no clan or individual may seek revenge or take advantage of the result on the dueling stage.”
After the red-faced old man finished speaking, he turned back and fell back into his seat.
Ning Cheng shook his head, the second half of this old man’s sentence amounted to bullsh*t. It merely said that one should not seek revenge because of the results on the tournament stage. Not only did he not say the consequences of really doing so, there was not even a little punishment. One could imagine that those who should seek revenge after the bout would still do so.
This was perhaps to make the disciples of those small sects not dare to casually move against the core disciples of the large sects. From this old man’s words, Ning Cheng also heard that the Great Tai Su Competition seemed to be about more than just the quota for the Extra-terrestrial Divine Spring, it was also about something else.
After the red-faced old man announced the start of the competition, the square fell silent and Ning Cheng’s qualification token shook a little. Ning Cheng’s divine sense swept over the qualification tile, which indicated a row of small letters, “JI He, number ninety-five, opponent number forty-one, sixteenth match.”
Ning Cheng had just looked at his field number when a large man in purple landed on top of the tournament stage.
Ning Cheng did not know this big man in purple, and even before this big man in purple came onto the stage, he could sense from the aura on this big man in purple that this big man in purple was a strong person. In terms of strength alone, he was afraid that he would not be much weaker than Ji Pingzhong.
“The first match is Ke Ke Lou Xie, this is something to see. Ke Ke Lou Xie is ranked seventh among the twelve sons of Tai Su, and I don’t know who is unlucky enough to run into Ke Ke Ke Lou Xie.”
The whispers of the cultivators next to him allowed Ning Cheng to hear out that the big man in purple who was on the stage was called Ke Ke Lou Xie, also one of the Twelve Sons of Tai Su, or the guy ranked seventh. Up until now, he had met five of the Twelve Sons of Tai Su. Qu Baiyi, Huo Erqi, Guo Haoge, Ji Pingzhong, and Keke Lou Xie.
Kirk Lou Xie sounded brash, clasped his fist on the dueling platform and said gruffly, “Tianji Island Kirk Lou Xie, here to teach.”
As Kirk Lou Xie’s voice fell, another medium-sized man landed on top of the stage. When this man came up, he didn’t say a word and directly attacked Ke Ke Lou Xie with his magic weapon.
However, it was clear that his strength was far from Kirk Lou Xie’s, and as soon as they fought, Kirk Lou Xie completely overwhelmed him.
In less than half a column of time, the man was blasted in the chest with several bolts of blue light. Several streams of blood sprayed out from his chest, while he opened his mouth and spat out several mouthfuls of blood. In this state, I am afraid that he would not be able to say anything even if he had to admit defeat.
Kirk Lou Xie should not be a ruthless person, and immediately stopped when his opponent was blasted by him and could not even say anything.
It was only when he stopped that his opponent said the word “concede”. Had Kirk Lou Xie not taken the initiative to stop, this cultivator would have been killed by Kirk Lou Xie long ago.
After the two men went down, two more men came on stage.
Ning Cheng could see that this was an elimination match. A hundred people were competing against each other, and this elimination round would determine fifty people in one round.
The bout went quickly, and Ning Cheng could hear some of the origins of the battling cultivators on the dueling stage from the mouths of the cultivators talking next to him. Generally speaking, the cultivators from the big clans won more than they lost.
It was true that the strength of the cultivators who came to participate in the Great Tai Su Competition was much stronger than ordinary cultivators, but in Ning Cheng’s opinion, if they were all at this level, he would not have any problem entering the top ten.
The competition went on to the fourteenth round and the person who came on stage was a female cultivator. Ning Cheng heard from the surrounding cultivators that this female cultivator was called Night Luo Ping, also one of the Twelve Sons of Tai Su and ranked tenth.
This female cultivator’s opponent was actually Yatian, the loose cultivator who had traded the Flame Hive with Ning Cheng.
Night Lopping didn’t say anything when she got on stage, she just sacrificed a Lotus Sword Platform. A magic treasure like the Lotus Sword Terrace, Ning Cheng knew, was very powerful. It was a lotus platform made up of sword formations, once trapped by the lotus sword platform, even if one’s strength was one level higher than the other party, it would be difficult to get out and eventually be pierced through the heart by ten thousand swords.
Yatian gave Ning Cheng a rather general feeling, and he felt that Yatian would not be a match for Night Lopping.
When Yatien and Night Lopping fought together, Ning Cheng knew that he had misjudged the person, Yatien was far more terrifying than he had shown. Moreover, Yatian’s magic treasure was also very odd, it was merely a wisp of black smoke.
The black smoke was clearly something without any strength, and after being sacrificed by Yatian, it transformed into a substantial shield of smoke, and a black smoke killing aura.
This insubstantial black smoke killing awning blasted together with Night Lopping’s sword formation and did not collapse in half. The powerful astral elements and smoke exploded out, quickly obscuring the two fighting figures. The dueling platform was shielded from divine sense, and as the fight between the two intensified, Ning Cheng’s gaze was unable to see clearly who had the upper hand.
A whimpering sound emanated from the stage, and even though it was clearly broad daylight, this sound gave people a gloomy and cold feeling.
“Boom boom boom boom ……” The explosion of astral elements did not stop after the two people took to the stage to exchange blows.
After a full incense stick of time, a Qianxiu figure flew out from the centre of the explosion, hitting the ban on the tournament stage, spurting out a few mouthfuls of blood and sliding to the ground. Ning Cheng could see clearly that it was Night Lopping.
“I’ve lost.” Night Luo Ping, who had slid to the ground, did not wait for Yatian to continue before opening her mouth to admit defeat. From the fact that she did not get up on the ground for half a day, Ning Cheng knew that Night Luo Ping was not lightly injured.
The square was a burst of clamour, the duel had been the first cold one until now. A casual cultivator had actually defeated Night Luo Ping, who was ranked tenth in the Twelve Sons of Tai Su, did this not mean that this casual cultivator also had the strength to ask for the Twelve Sons of Tai Su?
Yatien smiled with a calm expression and gave a fist hug to the stage before walking down the dueling platform unhurriedly.