The advancement test would be over soon, so Lu Ping naturally wasn't worried about it.
In the last month, another three disciples from Group 7 had broken through to the Sixth Layer. In total, there were 34 Sixth Layer Blood Refining Realm disciples in Group 7. However, looking at Master Immortal Liu's nonchalant expression, Lu Ping strongly suspected that one of the three disciples had forcefully consumed a large number of medicinal pellets and spirit stones to achieve the breakthrough, regardless of the medicinal toxins or the limits of their bloodline.
Although they wouldn't lose the sect's guidance and nurture, such an extreme method would leave hidden injuries in their bodies. It would be much more difficult for them to break through to the Late Blood Refining Realm in the future.
There were still twelve people who reached the Seventh Layer, but they didn't surprise Master Immortal Liu. However, Sixth Senior Martial Brother's cultivation advanced to the Eighth Layer and he received three days of personal guidance from Master Immortal Liu.
Lu Ping remembered seeing Sixth Senior Martial Brother at the market a few days ago. Sixth Senior Martial Brother was also here for the copper mirror. Lu Ping guessed that Sixth Senior Martial Brother was in a hurry to find a magical artifact for the competition. As for whether Sixth Senior Martial Brother already had a magical artifact, Lu Ping didn't know.
Master Immortal Liu stood solemnly on the cliff in front of the platform. He looked at the twelve disciples who were preparing to participate in the competition and said, "The sect will increase the rewards for this competition. All Grade 2 disciples who have reached the Late Blood Refining Realm will be rewarded with twenty spirit stones; the top sixty-four will be rewarded with forty spirit stones; the top thirty-two will be rewarded with twenty pills that can increase one's cultivation; the top sixteen will be rewarded with a low-grade magical artifact; and the top eight will be rewarded with a Blood Condensing Pill!"
"Blood Condensing Pill!"
"It's a Blood Condensing Pill! It can increase one's chances of entering the Blood Condensation Realm! "
"In the past, only those who entered the top four received such an honor!"
"The rumors are true. The sect will reward us handsomely this time!"
… …
Master Immortal Liu was very satisfied with the effect he had created. It was as if he was the one who made the rules. He cleared his throat and saw that the disciples had turned their attention back to him. He continued, "This is not the end. If you are able to enter the top four, you will be rewarded with a mid-grade magical artifact. If you enter the final round, you will be rewarded with a Core Forging Realm Enlightened Master's talisman treasure!"
Talisman treasure, it was actually a talisman treasure! The disciples looked at each other. This time, no one said a word. They were all shocked. However, perhaps only the Ninth Layer Blood Refining Realm First Senior Martial Brother and Second Senior Martial Brother had a chance!
At this moment, the eyes of First Senior Brother Yao Yong and Second Senior Brother Du Feng were glowing with anticipation.
Master Immortal Liu seemed to have expected this to happen. Looking at the twelve pairs of eyes staring at him, he recalled how he too had started out as a disciple of Zhenling's Side Hall. Thinking about the purpose of this competition, he could not help but feel emotional!
Lu Ping looked at the other disciples who were in high spirits. Although he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, he couldn't help but wonder why the sect doubled the scope of the rewards this time and why the rewards were so generous.
Lu Ping looked at Master Immortal Liu and noticed that he was slightly taken aback at first. Then, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes. Master Immortal Liu might know something, but he might not know everything.
Although Lu Ping was excited, he did not let the generous rewards get to his head. There were a total of twenty groups of Level 2 disciples. There were about two hundred disciples who had reached the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm. Although they had not reached the late stage, they were among the top ten disciples in their respective groups.
With his late stage Seventh Layer strength, he could at most enter the top 64. If he added in the blood talisman, two mystic instruments, and the Technique state spell that he was gradually getting familiar with, he might be able to enter the top 16. Of course, that was if he was lucky enough not to encounter a Ninth Layer Blood Refining Realm disciple.
The top eight, the Blood Condensing Pill! This was Lu Ping's biggest motivation!
Although he was quite wealthy, he was not confident that he could win against a Ninth Layer Blood Refining Realm disciple. As far as he knew, Yao Yong and Du Feng had at least two mystic instruments, and they might even have mid-grade mystic instruments. Fourth Senior Martial Sister Shi Lingling was born in a cultivator family and had two mystic instruments. Although Lu Ping did not know about the other seniors, he did not dare to underestimate them.
Moreover, this was only Group 7!
Unless he entered the Eighth Layer Blood Refining Realm, he might have a chance. However, Lu Ping had only entered the Seventh Layer three months ago. Although he somehow managed to enter the late stage of the Seventh Layer, he never thought that he would be able to enter the Eighth Layer.
Even Senior Martial Brother Yao Yong, who was praised as a genius by Master Immortal Liu, took two and a half years to reach the Eighth Layer. Fourth Senior Martial Sister Shi Lingling was only 13 years old when she entered the Seventh Layer, and it took her two years to reach the Eighth Layer. Now that she was 17 years old, she was already at the late stage of the Eighth Layer, but it was still a long way off for her to reach the Ninth Layer.
Would he be able to enter the Eighth Layer? Lu Ping shook his head and decided not to dwell on this question anymore!
The morning sun was just like the disciples of the True Spirit Side Yard. It contained a strong vitality as it broke free from the sky. Their joyful faces dyed the entire True Spirit Side Yard with a layer of different colors!
The True Spirit Side Hall's Grade 2 disciple ranking competition was held in the side hall's square.
Nine arenas rose from the center of the square. Eight of the arenas formed a circle around a large arena in the center.
Below the central arena, more than 200 Grade 2 disciples were divided into 20 teams. Each team had a different number of people, ranging from 14 to 15. Even the smallest team had 10 people. Each team was led by a Blood Condensation Realm Master Immortal.
The eight arenas were already crowded with people. The Grade 1 and Grade 3 disciples of the True Spirit Side Hall, who were not qualified to participate in the competition, were here to watch the Level 2 disciples' ranking competition. There were also some outer sect disciples. There were tens of thousands of people.
Amidst the commotion, a clear voice shouted, "Disciples, silence!"
The entire square was dead silent. A middle-aged Master Immortal walked to the central arena, and the disciples below the arena started whispering again.
Lu Ping recognized him. He was Master Immortal Wang of Group 1. All the Master Immortals of the Grade 2 disciples looked up to him. Rumor had it that this Master Immortal had already reached the late stage of the Blood Condensation Realm. This was the last batch of Grade 2 disciples he would be leading. In the future, he would be in charge of the Grade 3 disciples.
Master Immortal Wang had a dignified look on his face. He walked to the arena and shouted, "Lead the Master Immortals to the central arena! All disciples welcome the Dean, Perfected Master! "
Master Immortal Liu and the other 20 people flew to the arena. They bowed to the disciples and shouted in unison, "Welcome, Perfected Master!"
"Haha …" A burst of laughter could be heard. It wasn't loud, but everyone could hear it clearly. "This is the disciple ranking competition that happens once every five years. Every time, I have to trouble everyone to wait here. This old Taoist is very sorry!"
When the laughter sounded, the Dean was still nowhere to be seen. When he started to speak, the crowd saw three beams of green light shooting in from outside the side hall. When he finished speaking, an old man was already standing on the central arena, followed by two middle-aged Daoists.
From the beginning to the end, the voice in the crowd's ears didn't change at all. If they hadn't seen the old man flying over from afar, they would have thought that he had been standing on the arena all along.
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