Cultivating Immortality Through a Hundred Lifetimes: I Possess the Heavenly Book of Merit

"Brother Yu, when you encounter Yang Yun, just admit defeat. Don't worry about saving face. As long as you're alive, you can always fight again. Life is the most important thing."

After settling the Po Jun Mansion and the others in, Wei Jing and Yu Yan walked back to their cave. This is what their senior sister instructed them.

She could see everything, knew that Yang Yun was not easy to deal with, and even knew that there was a very high probability that she would lose this competition.

She knew everything, but she couldn't lose face, and she absolutely couldn't lose in terms of momentum!

"Don't worry, senior sister, I'm confident."

Yu Yan's voice was unhurried and sounded very calm.

"You think you're confident? What makes you so confident? Don't underestimate Yang Yun just because he killed Senior Brother Kong in a gang attack. Even I have to think twice before fighting him, let alone someone like you who has reached the ten thousandth level of Qi Refining."

Wei Jing patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'm here for you. Just try to get a high ranking."

Seeing that the other party really didn't believe him, Yu Yan could only smile.

"I understand, senior sister."

"Hmm, and also, you stood up against that scoundrel Xingbing just now. Although it was reckless, you did a good job. I didn't expect you to have this side to you. Why?"

For what?

Of course, it's for the sect.

But it's also for my own sake.

If they're going to lose before they even fight, where will they train after leaving the sect?

Is it a market?

In a place where spiritual energy is scarce, would he still have a chance to break through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining with his five spiritual roots?

Yu Yan naturally had to step forward.

In fact, he was not reckless, but rather confident in his abilities.

"Then I'll head back now."

Yu Yan greeted everyone, returned to his cave dwelling, stood in front of the stone table he had made, and silently took out the talismans from his storage bag.

Sword Formation Talisman – that's his trump card now.

Currently, it is a mid-grade Tier 1 sword, with a maximum of nine sword shadows, three sword formations, two attack formations, and one defense formation.

However, he believed that a mid-grade first-tier sword array talisman was not a safe bet.

In fact, he had already reached the threshold of a first-tier high-grade sword array talisman.

Just one step away from successfully drawing a first-grade superior talisman.

That was equivalent to a full-force attack from the seventh level of Qi Refining.

In addition, given the unique offensive nature of the sword array talisman, as long as Yang Yun doesn't break through to the late stage of Qi Refining, Yu Yan can definitely kill him.

The arrogant faces of Xingbing Daoren and Yang Yun reappeared before his eyes. Yu Yan took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, adjusted his mood, picked up the talisman brush, and continued his seclusion.

Inside the main hall of Yuanfu Peak, Feng Xiaosheng sat in the main seat, looking at the Xingjian Pavilion disciples beside him.

"How have you two brothers been lately?"

The other party nodded, speaking very little.

"fine."

Feng Xiaosheng smiled and nodded in agreement, but his heart sank slowly.

Qi Tian, ​​as the elder brother of Qi Di, the sect leader of Po Jun Mansion, has a talent that far surpasses his younger brother. He has dual spiritual roots and has already reached the Foundation Establishment stage before the age of one hundred. He is just one step away from entering the Core Formation stage.

Even within a major sect like Xingjian Pavilion, he is a renowned genius.

But why did Xingjian Pavilion send him to witness the grand competition that concerned the fate of the two sects?

Shouldn't we avoid suspicion?

If the referees are all on the opposing team's side, how can they possibly win this big match?

He glanced at the Taoist priest who was clearly confident, but couldn't think of any good ideas.

"We can only hope that the referees from the other peaks will act impartially."

The group sized each other up, each with their own thoughts, and for a moment no one spoke.

As an eerie silence fell over the main hall, the Taoist priest was the first to speak.

"Senior Feng, my sect leader and I discussed making some changes to the rules of this talisman competition."

change?

Qinglu Daoist looked at him.

The Po Jun Mansion is far too arrogant. They set the rules long ago, yet they still want to change them a few days before the competition. They simply don't take the Luo Xia Sect seriously.

"That's probably not a good idea."

Qinglu spoke up to stop him.

"The rules for the previous competition were reported to Xingjian Pavilion and Tianqian Valley, and the elders of both sides agreed. To make changes now would be hasty and disrespectful to Xingjian Pavilion and Tianqian Valley."

The other deacons of Yuanfu Peak immediately echoed his sentiments.

"What the peak master said makes sense."

"Indeed."

"After all, it has already been reported up and down the chain of command, so it's not good to make any changes now."

"Ha, poor Falling Cloud Sect, they can only rely on Sword Pavilion and Heavenly Barrier Valley for support. Since you've started this, don't blame me for using my power to intimidate you in return."

Thinking this, the Taoist Master Xingbing spoke:

"Fellow Daoist Qinglu, you are mistaken. Aren't the disciples of Xingjian Pavilion right here? Why bother with all this trouble? Besides, won't you listen to our revised rules? They might even be more beneficial to your Luoxia Sect."

Yuan Fufeng remained silent, only turning his gaze to Qi Tian, ​​who was seated above him.

He slightly raised his eyes and said,

"As long as you two reach an agreement, that's fine. My Xingjian Pavilion doesn't care about the rules."

The Taoist priest, his face lighting up with delight, immediately continued the conversation:

"Fellow Daoists of Yuanfu Peak need not be too anxious. We simply want to change the original grand competition into a ring competition. The one who holds out the longest in the ring and wins the most rounds will be the winner."

"In this way, talented disciples won't be overlooked, and every genius from both sides can learn from each other and gain more."

As he spoke, he looked at the Taoist Qinglu with a cheerful smile.

"Isn't this also a good thing for your clan? At least, with this change, wouldn't your chances of winning be much greater?"

After he finished speaking, the hall became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The Taoist priest glanced at Qi Tian again and added,

"The elders of Xingjian Pavilion also said that if a genius is discovered, they can recommend him to Xingjian Pavilion for training."

Immediately, someone gasped.

To cultivate at Xingjian Pavilion?

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Why would the people from Po Jun Mansion be so kind as to reveal this matter?

Feng Xiaosheng looked at Qi Tian, ​​who simply nodded without saying anything more.

It's true, there really is a chance to enter the Sword Pavilion for cultivation!

"Hmph, all this talk about training at the Sword Pavilion, I bet it's just a way to get his disciple Yang Yun in."

Qinglu Daoist hesitated.

Despite this thought, the rule of fighting in the arena does indeed benefit the Luoxia Sect.

He believed in Yu Yan and Wei Jing's abilities. As long as they didn't face Yang Yun and Ruan Qin, they could win all the way and get many victories. With good luck, they might even be able to match Yang Yun's number of victories.

Unlike the previous rules, where one could advance all the way up and eventually run into Yang Yun.

Under the new rules, as long as Yang Yun is on the field, Yu Yan will not need to play until the opponent is exhausted and leaves the field, at which point Yu Yan and Wei Jing will be able to win consecutively.

Qinglu Daoist and Feng Xiaosheng exchanged a glance, both knowing that they had the same idea.

"Since that's the case..."

Feng Xiaosheng spoke.

"Then let's do as Fellow Daoist Xingbing said and compete according to the new arena rules."

Since the patriarch had spoken, the others naturally had no questions and nodded in agreement. One person was sent down to inform the disciples, while the rest chatted among themselves.

They seemed to be having a great time, with no sense of tension whatsoever ahead of the sect competition.