The Heavenly Dao World was overcrowded.
Not only did the number of spectators from the Three Thousand Realms overflow, but the number of applicants also exceeded the limit of all previous competitions.
The reason for this was not only the emergence of too many geniuses in the Three Thousand Realms in the past five hundred years, but also the bountiful rewards of this year's Ranking of Three Thousand Battles.
Even though there was still more than a month before the preliminary round of the Ranking of Three Thousand Battles began, the registration point was no longer accepting applications.
His father looked dejected.
He had thought that the biggest obstacle on this trip was Li Yazi, but after leaving the Kingdom of the Nine States, he encountered another huge problem.
His father had no way to solve this problem.
"I can't just give up like this!"
His father gritted his teeth. If it were any other reason, he could accept it, but because he didn't sign up, he couldn't fulfill his life's greatest wish. He couldn't die in peace!
After pondering for a long time, his father reluctantly bought a map of the residence city and carefully looked at it. Just as he was about to walk toward the place he had chosen, he suddenly found an unusually young Dao Master not far in front of him, looking around in a daze.
"Hehe …" His father rolled his eyes and made a Dao salute. "Fellow cultivator, you seem to be looking around in a daze. Is this your first time here?"
Dao Master Muddled was overjoyed to see someone chime in. He cupped his fists and bowed. "Greetings, fellow cultivator. This is my first time in the Heavenly Dao World. I didn't know …"
"Hehe, it's fine." His father smiled. "At home, you rely on your family, and when you go out, you rely on your friends. I'm not very talented, but I'm somewhat familiar with the residence city. I'd like to be your guide."
"That's great!" Dao Master Muddled was overjoyed, but then he worriedly asked, "Won't this delay your business?"
His father was overjoyed to see such a cute Dao Master, but he pretended to be righteous. "I feel like old friends at first sight. It's fine even if I delay your business. Let's go!"
"Uh, fellow cultivator, where are we going?"
"I'll treat you to a drink!"
"How can you do that? I should be the one treating you." Dao Master Muddled was so touched that he insisted again. "It has to be me. If you don't agree, I won't go!"
The Drunken Immortal Restaurant was the largest restaurant in the city.
The two of them sat in the lobby and repeatedly emphasized that it was his treat. After his father reluctantly accepted it, Confused Tao Master became very happy.
"I'm Chu Lingxian. Here's to you." Daoist Master Confusion raised his cup.
His father chuckled and said, "Well said, well said."
After drinking a cup of wine, Chu Lingxian asked, "May I know your name?"
"Sigh, I'm just a nobody. What's your name …"
Chu Lingxian said solemnly, "When I came out, the elders in my sect warned me that the world is dangerous. It's really a great fortune for me to meet you in my panic. How could I not know your name?"
A fool with a powerful background … The old man smiled and sighed. "I'm Mo Da. Fellow Daoist, you can just call me Old Mo."
"Old Mo …"
Chu Lingxian subconsciously called him, feeling a little embarrassed. "Fellow cultivator, you're much older than me, so I don't dare to be rude. I'll just call you Elder Brother Mo. Elder Brother Mo, I salute you!"
"Please!"
"Elder Brother Mo, I salute you again!"
…
Seeing that Chu Lingxian was getting more and more excited as he drank, his father laughed inwardly. He pricked up his ears to listen for news in the hall and asked, "Where are you from? Are you also here for the List of Three Thousand Fighters?"
"Uh …" Chu Lingxian was a little embarrassed, but he was also a little clever. "I'm just a nobody, but I want to fight on the List of Three Thousand Fighters."
His father glanced at Chu Lingxian with his Heavenly Secret Eye and found that he was quite talented. His cultivation was at the Middle-stage of the Soul Transformation Realm, and his aura was young and inexperienced. He immediately understood.
"It seems that he's a greenhorn who has been cultivating behind closed doors. In the List of Three Thousand Fighters, he's a cannon fodder with a heart higher than the sky but a life thinner than paper …"
Although he thought so, his father's eyes were full of praise. He praised, "Fellow cultivator, you're young, but you're already a Dao Master. Your talent is extraordinary. This time, you'll definitely make it into the top 1,000 of the Dao Masters."
Chu Lingxian's face turned red from the praise. He smiled and said, "You flatter me, you flatter me."
I think you're too modest. You're even more shameless than me …
His father was a little speechless. He shook his head and sighed. "There are countless cultivators participating in the List of Three Thousand Fighters this time. Has fellow cultivator signed up?"
"I, I still need to sign up?"
Chu Lingxian felt more and more ashamed under his father's speechless gaze. Fortunately, his father was tactful and sighed meaningfully. "It seems that fellow cultivator has been wholeheartedly cultivating. You're a little unfamiliar with the ways of the world."
"Yes, yes, yes. That's what my father used to say about me." Chu Lingxian felt that his relationship with his father had become much closer. He said pitifully, "Please give me some pointers, Brother Mo."
"Of course we hit it off at first sight." His father nodded fiercely. He then said worriedly, "It's a pity that this time's event is overcrowded. It's no longer accepting registrations."
Chu Lingxian was shocked. "Then, then I won't be able to participate in the List of Three Thousand Fighters?"
"That's right."
Chu Lingxian's face paled. His eyes were filled with fear. The List of Three Thousand Fighters was extremely important to him. If he couldn't participate, he could only flee for the rest of his life.
"Brother Mo, do you have any ideas?" Chu Lingxian asked anxiously.
His father shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, his ears twitched!
"Hey, have you heard? The spots for the List of Three Thousand Fighters are said to be gone, but there are still many left."
"I've also heard that the rewards for this year's List of Three Thousand Fighters are so generous that it's enough to move the hearts of many great powers. So …"
"So what?"
"So most of the spots have been snatched by the great powers of the Three Thousand Worlds. If you want to participate in the List of Three Thousand Fighters, you have to work for them …"
…
"Shameless!"
His father was so angry that his eyes turned green. He already felt that something was wrong. Now that he overheard this, his doubts were cleared.
"Too shameless!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He slammed his wine cup on the table. Although he could still get Xie Tian to participate in the List of Three Thousand Fighters by working for a great power, his goal was to obtain the Xuanyuan Battle Tablet!
"Even if he can participate in the List of Three Thousand Fighters, even if he can enter the top hundred thousand, will the power he works for agree to exchange for the Xuanyuan Battle Tablet? Even if they agree, will they give it to the little brat? "
"Brother Mo, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?" Chu Lingxian asked nervously.
"Ai, nothing." His father sighed. "Didn't you want to sign up? There's a way now."
Chu Lingxian was overjoyed. "What is it?"
"Most of the spots on the List of Three Thousand Fighters are in the hands of the great powers. If you want to participate, you can only work for them.
"So that's how it is!" Chu Lingxian was enlightened. Then, he went into a daze. Great powers? My, my family …
His father asked again, "Are you doing this for the rewards on the List of Three Thousand Fighters, or to make a name for yourself?"
"Uh, I don't care about the rewards." Chu Lingxian came back to her senses and said hesitantly, "But Brother Mo, my family …"
"If that's the case, it'll be easy for you. My poor grandson …" His father's eyes were wet, and he looked miserable.
"Brother Mo, are you in trouble?" Chu Lingxian felt terrible seeing his kind father like this. "Tell me. If I can help, I'll do my best."
His father sighed. "Although my grandson is in the Pill Tribulation Realm, his combat strength and talent are not bad. He wanted to participate in the List of Divine Arts, but he made such a mistake …"
"Isn't there a way to participate?"
"Ai, you're thinking too simply." The old man shook his head. "Now that the great powers have the spots, they have the advantage. Cultivators who want to participate are scrambling like ducks. Do you think you can get a spot so easily?"
Chu Lingxian's heart tightened. She asked in a daze, "Then, then how can I get a spot?"
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