The Peerless Tang Sect: Possessing Huo Yuhao at the Start

Chapter 85 Mingdu

Butian Pavilion, the Sect Master's Council Hall.

Led by Huo Zhanji, all the high-ranking members of the Butian Pavilion were present. In addition to them, Xuan Ziwen, who was in charge of soul tool research, was also there.

"We'll be setting off tomorrow, making a total of thirteen people including Nana. Brother Ji, Sister Ziyan, you'll stay behind at Butian Pavilion for at least a month and a half, maybe two months, before we return. I'll leave the family in your care."

"No way," Jing Ziyan suddenly objected, glancing at Ji Juechen beside her, and said, "We want to go to the competition too."

Huo Zhanji chuckled: "I think you two are planning to cause trouble, aren't you?"

Jing Ziyan blushed and said, "So what if I am? Besides, look at you, you're in this state, someone needs to help you push a wheelchair or something, right?"

"Yes, I'll push." ​​Ji Juechen's words were as simple as ever, but the unwavering look in his eyes told everyone of his determination.

"You don't need to push the wheelchair, let's go together." Huo Zhanji waved his hand and said, looking at Xuan Ziwen, "Teacher Xuan, I'm entrusting the Butian Pavilion to you."

"Alright, leave it to me." Xuan Ziwen said as he went to study the soul tool.

Shrek City at dawn.

The Shrek Seven Devils, dressed lightly, along with Nana and other Shrek members, quietly left the gate and headed towards the west gate of Shrek Academy. Huo Zhanji, sitting in a wheelchair made of a golden tree, seemed out of place among the others.

At this moment, Ma Xiaotao was pushing the wheelchair, while Wang Dong'er and Ling Luochen followed beside her to take care of Huo Zhanji.

A hint of pity flashed in Jing Ziyan's eyes: "Huo Zhanji, you're already in this state, why insist on participating in the competition?"

Huo Zhanji chuckled and said, "I'm only temporarily unable to move, it's not permanent. I might recover soon."

Jing Ziyan sighed and said, "I really miss the days when we sparred together!"

A strong hand pressed down on Huo Zhanji's shoulder, and a deep voice sounded: "Get well soon. I'm waiting for you."

Wang Qiu'er looked at Huo Zhanji sitting in a wheelchair and her heart skipped a beat: "Is he injured that badly?"

"Don't worry, I'll be fully recovered in half a month at most, and then I'll be able to break through to Soul Saint." Huo Zhanji said easily.

Everyone took to the air, their destination—Mingdu.

The new Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament is touted as a return to its roots. This is because, long ago, this tournament, with its ten-thousand-year history, originally allowed sects to participate. It was only in the last thousand years that its scale was reduced, allowing only academies to participate.

This time, at the suggestion of the organizer, the Sun Moon Empire, and with the agreement of other countries, it was finally decided to reinstate the eligibility of sects to participate, and the competition format was also changed. As a result, the scale of the entire competition has increased significantly.

For academies, achieving good results in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament is a golden opportunity to make their names known and gain recognition, greatly benefiting enrollment and the academy's development. And for sects, isn't the same true?

The development of any sect cannot be separated from talent. And the more highly skilled and talented individuals are, the more likely they are to join a powerful sect. After the rules for the new competition were finalized, more than 60 percent of the sects on the continent chose to register.

However, neither Huo Zhanji's Butian Pavilion, nor Bei Bei's Tang Sect, nor Shrek Academy will follow the usual path for this kind of competition. What they want is absolute victory, not to disperse their forces to participate. The three forces will form a team to deal with this competition.

The group landed about 100 kilometers from Mingdu. Further ahead, they would enter Mingdu's territory. As the capital city and the nation most adept at using soul tools, flying any further would likely make them easy targets for Mingdu's urban defenses.

The journey was uneventful, and the group arrived here in just half a day. They started a fire and cooked a meal. To prevent the girls from poisoning him with their cooking, Huo Zhanji took on the role of head chef without hesitation. Although his movements were somewhat inconvenient, he still prepared a lot of food for them.

Everyone enjoyed a relaxed and warm lunch. No one was in a rush to leave; there were still two days until the final deadline for competition registration.

During this time, Ji Juechen and Jing Ziyan went to resolve the troubles that the group encountered. There was no other way; their goal was to fight, and encountering troublemakers just happened to be a recipe for disaster.

The group didn't linger for long and set off again, heading straight for Mingdu. Meanwhile, for convenience, Wang Dong'er changed back into men's clothing. By the time they arrived in Mingdu, it was already afternoon.

According to the registration information, after entering Mingdu, they first need to complete the registration. Although the previous registration had already been completed, in order to confirm that the sect's participating team had arrived, they needed to complete the registration. Then, the Sun Moon Empire would arrange their accommodation and the competition schedule.

Nana had grown up in this city and was quite familiar with everything here. Soon, she led everyone to the registration point—the Mingyue Hotel.

At this moment, a large number of people had gathered in the spacious hall, which spanned several thousand square meters. As soon as Huo Zhanji and his group entered, a young girl in a silver dress immediately came to greet them.

"Greetings, distinguished guests. Are you here to participate in the Continental Elite Advanced Soul Master Tournament?"

"That's right," Huo Zhanji said, after all, he was the commander of this team.

The young hostess smiled slightly at him and said, "Because there are quite a few people arriving right now, please wait a moment, distinguished guests. Please follow me."

Huo Zhanji, sitting in a wheelchair, easily attracted attention, and many people cast surprised glances at him as he walked to the lobby to rest.

The crowd instinctively surrounded Huo Zhanji in the center, trying to block the surrounding gazes as much as possible. Although Huo Zhanji didn't care about these things, they were clearly worried about Huo Zhanji's self-esteem. The lobby was located on the east side of the first floor of the Mingyue Hotel, occupying an area of ​​about 1,000 square meters, and was filled with soft and comfortable white leather sofas.

There are many teams participating in this competition, not just those in front of us. But even among those who are registering, there are more than thirty Soul Saint level experts. It is estimated that more than one-fifth of the top Soul Masters in the entire continent will gather in Mingdu for this competition.

"A very clever tactic, gathering all the high-level Soul Masters on the continent in one place and wiping them out in one fell swoop." Huo Zhanji thought with his eyes closed, while also scanning the cultivation levels of these people.

Although Huo Zhanji is temporarily disabled, there are very few people on the field who are capable of defeating him.

(End of this chapter)