The group arrived at the competition venue on time. When they entered, there were already many cultivators from various sects gathered inside. It was a sea of people. At a rough glance, there were probably tens of thousands of people.
They did not know if it was a coincidence or not, but the disciples of Book Luo Sect arrived before them. Coincidentally, this sect was all female cultivators. There were fewer female cultivators than male cultivators participating in the competition. Including the nine from Invincible Sect, it was especially obvious that there were many female cultivators in this area.
At first, they did not care until the discussions grew louder. Along the way, more and more eyes gathered on the nine of them, accompanied by more and more undisguised pointing.
"Look, their faces are so disfigured. How dare they come out!"
"Yes, all of them are so ugly? I have never seen such ugly cultivators before. Could they be fiendish cultivators? "
"And they are standing beside the disciples of Book Luo Sect. Everyone knows that Book Luo Sect specializes in producing fairy-like female cultivators."
"That's right. What sect are they? Why do they only accept ugly people?"
"…"
The discussions around them grew louder. The nine of them subconsciously lowered their heads, embarrassed and annoyed. Intentionally or unintentionally, they covered the scars on their faces. The morale that had just entered the arena dissipated instantly.
Lonemoon's expression darkened. Yu Hong and the others' foundations were damaged. Although Invincible Sect had many spirit herbs, these alone were not enough to heal them. Therefore, there would be some hidden injuries. Although it did not affect their cultivation much, their disfigured appearances were never repaired.
He and Yi Qing were already at Soul Formation and did not care much about appearances. Moreover, there was a chance to reconstruct one's body during Nascent Soul Formation. Therefore, few high-level cultivators cared about appearances. Therefore, they had never thought of solving this problem. Moreover, they were already used to their appearances and did not feel that there was anything wrong with it.
He did not expect that they would be looked down upon by some low-level disciples because of such insignificant matters in this sect competition. He was a little angry, but he could not make everyone shut up. He could only release his Soul Formation suppressive force to warn the people around him. He comforted them and said, "Focus on the competition. Don't worry about anything else."
"Yes …" Everyone nodded, but their expressions did not improve.
Lonemoon sighed. Seeing that the competition was about to start, he said, "We can't stay here for long. Don't worry, we'll be watching you from outside. Good luck."
With that, he gestured for Yi Qing and Shen Ying to leave. They had just taken two steps when Shen Ying, who was in front of them, paused. "What are you doing?"
Shen Ying did not reply. Instead, she suddenly turned and walked back to the nine of them. "Well … I said something wrong yesterday."
The nine of them were taken aback and raised their heads.
"Our Invincible Sect doesn't have many friends anyway. Don't worry about friendship first." Her eyes turned cold as she said word by word, "So … you don't have to give me any face. Just kill him!"
"…"
"You are indeed not fairies, but you can be everyone's nightmare!"
A while later …
"Yes! Sect Leader! "
His fighting spirit was burning fiercely!
Yi Qing: "…" Master is right!
Lonemoon: "…" Ha, a brainless fan!
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Every sect competition was the liveliest event in the Upper Azure World. The competition actually only lasted for three days. Today was the preliminary round, mainly to select the top fifty disciples of each cultivation level. The format of the competition was simple. Each cultivation level was divided into a group of a hundred people. The last one standing would advance.
Because it was the first day, all the sects had come to watch the competition. A high floating platform was filled with experts from all the sects. The people on the highest level were from the four big families. Although most of the top three disciples were from the aristocratic families, this competition concerned the reputation of the aristocratic families. The patriarchs of the aristocratic families were all present, accompanied by traveling immortals.
"There are many more sects participating in this competition than in previous years." Yu Haiheng, the patriarch of the Yu Family, frowned as he looked at the crowd below.
"Of course. I heard that many new sects have been established these few years." Yi Feng, the patriarch of the Yi Family, touched the tenth-level demon beast lying beside him and smiled. "Fortunately, Yin Tian City is big enough. Even if there were twice as many people, it would not be a problem. You are indeed the wealthy Yin Family. Eh, why don't I see the patriarch of the Yin Family? "
Yi Feng looked around and realized that the host, the Yin Family, was not here.
"Perhaps he has gone to make arrangements for the competition. With so many sects here this time, he must be very busy." The frown on Yu Haiyan's face deepened. He swept a disdainful glance at the experts from the various sects seated below him. He didn't seem to have any misgivings at all. "The competition is getting worse with each passing year. All kinds of shabby sects dare to participate. Even the Yin Family doesn't restrict the number of participating sects."
Yi Feng laughed dryly and did not reply. He had heard that the patriarch of the Yu Family was arrogant and never paid attention to the occasion when he spoke.
Yu Haiheng, however, thought that Yi Feng was tacitly agreeing. His gaze became even more contemptuous. Suddenly, he noticed something and snorted coldly. "Look over there. There are even mortals here. Where do they think they are? Just anyone … "
Clang …
Before he could finish speaking, the patriarch of the Xuan Yuan Family, Xuan Yuanyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly felt his legs go weak. He slipped off his chair and fell to the ground.
Everyone jumped in fright.
"Brother Xuan Yuan? You … "How could a Soul Formation expert fall on the ground?
Yi Feng was a little confused, but Xuan Yuanyu had no intention of paying attention to him. Xuan Yuanyu stood up in a flash and hurriedly ran in the direction of the mortal that Yu Haiyan had pointed out. Even the Traveling Immortals of the Xuan Yuan Family immediately followed. They looked so anxious that it was as if they were rushing to reincarnate.
"Great … Great Immortal, you … why are you here?" Xuan Yuanyu only dared to believe his eyes when he reached Shen Ying's side. Oh my god, it wasn't an illusion. It really was this ancestor! He suddenly felt his phantom limbs hurt.
"Greetings, Great Immortal!" The Traveling Immortal Xuan Yuanyong hurriedly bowed, trembling with fear.
Shen Ying was stunned. She looked at the two people who had suddenly appeared and habitually waved her hand in greeting.
"Hey, good morning. You …" She paused and tilted her head. "Who are you?"
The two of them: "…"
"The Traveling Immortal from the Xuan Yuan Family," Lonemoon's mouth twitched. He pointed at Xuan Yuan Yong and turned to look at the person beside him. "As for this person, he should be the patriarch of the Xuan Yuan Family, right?"
"Oh …" Shen Ying was stunned. "The vegetable family that snatched the radish."
The two of them: "…" Vegetable family? What the hell? She might as well not explain!
"There were many misunderstandings the last time. Thank you, Great Immortal, for showing mercy. "Xuan Yuanyu smiled kindly." I wonder why Great Immortal is here this time? "
"Competition."
"Competition?" Her? Who the hell can beat you?
"We have already established a sect called Invincible Sect. This time, we are bringing our disciples to compete, "Lonemoon explained.
Xuan Yuanyu nodded and hurriedly turned to lead the way. "In that case, the competition is about to begin. Would Great Immortal like to have a seat and watch the competition together?"
Lonemoon and Yi Qing exchanged a look. They looked at the high platform that was full of people before replying, "Thank you, Patriarch Xuan Yuan."
"It's my duty, my duty. Great Immortal, please!"
Thus, the Yu and Yi Clans saw the Xuan Yuan Clan's Patriarch respectfully lead the mortal that Yu Haiyan had just looked down on to his previous seat with a natural expression. Two Soul Formation cultivators stood beside him. Even Xuan Yuanyu and Xuan Yuan Yong stood straight at the side, leaving an empty seat. They had no intention of sitting down at the side at all.
The Patriarch of the Yu Family was shocked. He looked at the two of them as if they were crazy. Was the Xuan Yuan Family crazy? But after all, this was another family's business. It was not appropriate for him to ask. He could only snort and turn his head.
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