Rebuild the Xiuxian Family

As they had anticipated, Xu Benlei and Jiang Yong, the two disciples of the Loose Immortal Sect, overcame all obstacles and rapidly increased their points, quickly taking the top two spots and widening the gap between them and the third-place finisher.

"It seems that the champion and runner-up of this competition are among these two senior brothers. I just don't know who will win in the end."

"I think Senior Brother Jiang Yong is more powerful. His physical body is too terrifying. He can break through the defense of a magic weapon with just his strength."

"Senior Brother Xu Benlei's formation is also very profound. Once you are trapped in his formation, there is almost no chance of resistance."

"Speaking of which, have these two senior brothers never encountered each other in the previous competitions?" a disciple suddenly asked.

"That's true! It seems the sect also wants to save this exciting contest for last."

They didn't think there was anything wrong with the sect operating in secret, since, judging from the current situation, none of the other disciples were a match for the two.

But just when everyone thought things would continue this way, an unexpected event occurred!
A rogue immortal disciple from the inner sect actually displayed combat power that was no less than that of Xu Benlei during their duel!
This scene astonished everyone; none of them had ever imagined such a thing would happen.

Does anyone know who this senior brother is?

"His name seems to be Ding Hui."

Someone said uncertainly, "I think I've met this Senior Brother Ding a few times. He's rather aloof and always keeps to himself. He hardly ever interacts with us."

"But I never expected that Senior Brother Ding's strength would be so formidable!"

By the end, his words were filled with emotion.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the arena, watching the battle between Ding Hui and Xu Benlei. One of them wielded a black iron longsword, its sharp edge gleaming coldly, each move a deadly strike; the other held an array plate, its spiritual light swirling, array patterns covering the arena.

The outcome of their battle will depend on who can defeat the other before the crucial killing move.

If Ding Hui's sword energy gets close to Xu Benlei's body, then he will win this battle. But if he can't, once Xu Benlei's formation is completed and he loses his advantage of terrain, even if he can hold out for a while, he will ultimately be no match for him.

"drink!"

Suddenly, Ding Hui changed his moves, and a sword light radiating a chilling aura pierced the sky, instantly appearing in front of Xu Benlei.

Click-click——

With a cracking sound, the defensive magic weapon protecting him became completely dim, but fortunately, it successfully blocked the sword energy.

"you lose!"

But the next moment, Ding Hui's words rang out, causing Xu Benlei to be stunned. Then, a chill ran down his neck, making him shudder.

"how come……"

He was somewhat unwilling to accept the result, but it was the truth. If he stubbornly refused to admit it, he would only lose face completely. It was better to maintain his dignity.

He took a deep breath, bowed slightly, and said with some difficulty, "Senior Brother Ding's strength is extraordinary, while my skills are inferior. I admire you!"

"Senior Brother Xu is too modest. I only won by luck." Although Ding Hui was aloof, he was not stupid and completely ignorant of social etiquette.

Xu Benlei's smile was somewhat bitter. He didn't say anything more, turned around and walked off the stage. His back view gave people a sense of dejection.

He never expected this outcome!
Before this, Xu Benlei had always thought that his only opponent would be Jiang Yong, who was also a disciple of the same lineage, and that they would have a fierce battle to determine the winner.

But who could have imagined that an unknown Ding Hui would suddenly appear and defeat him?

Although the opponent claimed that he only won by luck, Xu Benlei, as someone who had personally experienced the battle, knew in his heart that the opponent had not used his full strength.

Especially since the opponent is a sword cultivator, due to the rules of the competition, he probably won't be able to use some of the powerful killing moves he has mastered.

'Where did this person come from? Why have I never heard of such a person in the sect before?'

With such formidable strength, he couldn't possibly be an unknown nobody!
Xu Benlei was eager to explore Ding Hui's past, but the sect competition was more important at the moment. Having already lost one match, he couldn't afford to lose again, so he could only suppress his curiosity and doubts and focus on recovering.

Compared to Xu Benlei, the disciples watching the battle were even more shocked and astonished; they simply couldn't believe the results they were seeing.

A true disciple was actually defeated by an inner disciple! And not just any disciple, but an unknown nobody.

"Senior Brother Ding won? I didn't see wrong, did I?!" a cultivator asked, looking dazed.

"No, he definitely won..."

boom--

There was a moment of silence, but then a commotion erupted.

"It's incredible!"

"Do you think Senior Brother Ding can defeat Senior Brother Jiang? If he wins again, wouldn't that mean he's the strongest disciple in the sect right now?"

If they could really do that, wouldn't that mean that as inner disciples, they are not necessarily inferior to the true disciples? As long as they work hard in their cultivation, they also have the opportunity to surpass and defeat their opponents!
"Senior Brother Ding, you are truly amazing!"

When they saw Ding Hui step off the stage, they couldn't help but burst into cheers, and words of praise rang out like a gentle drizzle.

"Thank you, fellow disciples, but the competition is not over yet. I wonder if you can let me recover in peace so that I can give my all in the upcoming competition?" He just didn't like to interact with people, not that he couldn't.

Moreover, he did not feel much joy in defeating Xu Benlei, and his mood did not fluctuate much.

Everyone then realized what was happening and quickly said, "Senior Brother Ding is absolutely right. We won't disturb you any longer. We wish you all the best and hope you achieve great results!"

"Thank you."

Ding Hui himself breathed a sigh of relief, stepped out of the crowd, and came to the area specifically for them to recover and heal. He began to absorb spiritual energy to restore most of the mana he had consumed.

Wan Sheng, who was in charge of all matters related to the sect competition, unconsciously turned his gaze to him.

It was also curious about how this young man possessed such powerful combat strength that he could defeat a true disciple.

But upon careful reflection, it was surprised to find that it didn't have a very deep impression of Ding Hui in its memory, or rather, it had almost no impression at all...

Although Wansheng has stopped answering questions for its disciples frequently in recent years, that was for lower-level disciples. For disciples like these Loose Immortals, it still often imparts knowledge and answers their questions.

Currently, the Tongtian Sect doesn't have many disciples at the Loose Immortal Realm, only about twenty.

It's amazing that it doesn't even remember such a small number of people; it can only mean that Ding Hui rarely goes to the preaching hall!

How did he improve his cultivation and strength? Could he really be exceptionally talented?

If that's the case, why didn't the sect leader include him in the candidate list or let him participate in the test when selecting true disciples?

There are too many problems involved, and it's really hard to explain, which has left Wan Sheng very confused.

Perhaps after the sect competition ends, he can ask the sect leader. Although Li Zhirui's attention was mostly focused on the alchemy deduction, he had also noticed this competition.

Or rather, from the very beginning, he had spared a glance at the competition between his disciples, but the rest was like fleeting clouds, completely ignored.

He simply didn't know Ding Hui at all and was unaware of the potential problems involved. He simply thought that this inner disciple had performed well and his strength was acceptable, without any other thoughts.

……

As the sun sets in the west, the jade rabbit ascends into the sky.

As the sun and moon revolved, the sect competition drew to a close.

The competition among mortal disciples has ended, and only the top two in the Loose Immortal realm remain to be decided.

Xu Benlei, sitting below the stage, stared expressionlessly at the two men on the platform, a metallic taste of blood rising in his mouth—the result of biting his own mouth open.

The reason he did this was because not long ago, he had been defeated again, losing to Jiang Yong!

Having lost two matches, he was no longer able to compete for the championship in this competition and could only become a spectator, watching the battle between Jiang Yong and Ding Hui.

He certainly didn't want to accept this situation, but that's reality, and there's nothing he can do no matter how unwilling he is.

Fortunately, as a true disciple who had passed numerous tests, Xu Benlei's Dao heart and state of mind were not greatly affected.

He quickly accepted this reality and secretly cheered himself up, thinking that if he had the chance to fight them again in the future, he would definitely defeat them!
And that is his confidence in himself!
However, at this moment, no one paid any attention to Xu Benlei anymore; all the disciples' eyes were fixed on Ding Hui and Jiang Yong on the arena.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Jiang."

"Greetings, Senior Brother Ding."

After exchanging greetings, the two did not immediately make a move to seize the initiative, but instead carefully guarded against each other.

"excuse me!"

But in the end, Jiang Yong couldn't hold back and launched the first attack.

His size suddenly increased dramatically, and in an instant he became a small giant more than ten feet tall, wielding two golden maces in his hands. His speed was also incredibly fast, and he turned into a blur, appearing in front of Ding Hui in an instant.

With a loud bang, the golden mace slammed down, and although the arena was not damaged, a noticeable tremor was felt.

This demonstrates its immense power.

However, he missed his opponent. The moment Ding Hui swung his hammer, he transformed into a streak of sword light and fled, avoiding the powerful blow.

He also seized the opportunity to come behind Jiang Yong and unleashed dozens of extremely sharp sword energies.

Clang——

But when the sword energy landed on Jiang Yong, all that could be heard was the sound of metal colliding with stone; it did not cause him any harm at all.

After a series of exchanges, neither side achieved any results.

And for a long time afterward, the two sides continued to repeat similar scenarios.

The two are evenly matched, and it seems that neither can defeat the other.

"Roar!"

But in the end, Jiang Yong couldn't hold back any longer and roared, "Senior Brother Ding, I have a killing move that I haven't mastered yet, be careful!"

The next instant, his size increased dramatically, directly exceeding fifty feet.

With his size and the enlarged golden maces in his hands, the entire arena was within his reach.

Ding Hui's expression became very serious. In fact, he knew what method he should use to easily achieve victory.

Next, all he needs to do is dodge and avoid being hit. Once Jiang Yong's magic power is exhausted, the leader will be his!
However, he was unwilling to do so, because in Ding Hui's view, it would be taking advantage of the situation rather than defeating the opponent through his own strength.

So he didn't back down, but instead pulled out his trump card and prepared to fight it out!
The black iron sword in his hand burst forth with a ghostly blue light, and a chill permeated the air, causing the temperature of the surrounding space to drop significantly.

"cut!"

With a loud shout, a sword aura that seemed capable of freezing everything roared out.

"Crush it for me!"

A burst of bloodlust flashed in Jiang Yong's eyes, and he smashed the sword energy with his golden mace, instantly shattering it into fragments that flew in all directions.

But before he could even rejoice, Ding Hui's real killer move appeared!

A terrifying chill permeated the arena, and in an instant, white frost appeared on Jiang Yong's body, continuously invading his body.

"That's it for now."

Just as the two were truly enraged and determined to kill each other, Li Zhirui suddenly appeared between them. Without him making any move, both of their deadly attacks vanished completely.

Even the chill emanating from Jiang Yong's body completely dissipated.

"Ding Hui has won this battle!"

Faced with this result, Jiang Yong's expression was not good, but he did not object.

It wasn't out of respect for Li Zhirui, but because he knew in his heart that he had lost the moment the cold air entered his body.

Because it wasn't cold air at all, but rather tiny strands of sword energy!
If Li Zhirui hadn't intervened in time, Jiang Yong's body would have been turned upside down by the sword energy in no time.

After the sect competition concluded, the most important part—the awards ceremony—came to an end.

As previously agreed, Li Zhirui distributed all the rewards, and all the disciples were very happy.

He has always been very generous in matters like this.

"I have a task for you now."

After distributing the rewards, Li Zhirui did not leave. Instead, he said with a serious expression, "You are probably aware of the current problem in the development of the sect, which is the lack of a stable and sustainable source of resources."

"Moreover, this spiritual land is not just a place to obtain resources; it is also a training ground for you and an important reason for attracting more independent cultivators to settle here!"

At this point, the disciples understood what Li Zhirui meant: he wanted them to cultivate a spiritual land where various spiritual creatures and demonic beasts of all ranks could grow.

"But Sect Leader, the sect's current territory is too small; there simply isn't enough space to build such a spiritual land." (End of Chapter)