During the disciple ceremony:
Duanmu Qing took back his gaze and started to talk with the Emperors present.
"Elders, I still have something to discuss with all of you during the disciple acceptance ceremony."
Duanmu Qing suddenly spoke.
The Martial Monarchs exchanged glances with one another. Some of them seemed to be deep in thought.
"Emperor Duanmu, is this related to the Demigod Forgotten Garden?"
Emperor Gu Luo stroked his beard and smiled.
"That's right."
Duanmu Qing nodded his head, "The spots for the Demigod Forgotten Garden have been decided. In principle, the spots won't change. "
Hearing this:
The Emperors present all understood Duanmu Qing's intentions.
He wanted to get a spot for his disciple in the Demigod Forgotten Garden.
If it was before the spots were decided, it wouldn't be hard with Duanmu Qing's strength and status.
However, the problem was:
The spots for the Demigod Forgotten Garden had been decided.
"The spots for the Demigod Forgotten Garden are decided internally and publicly. The publicly won spots are announced to the public, so it's hard to interfere with. The only way to change the spots is to replace them. "
Emperor Gu Luo said deeply.
The Mystic True Sacred Clan had a total of fifty spots for the Demigod Forgotten Garden.
Compared to the peak two-star Golden Mountain Sect, this was already ten times the gap.
However.
Being a three-star superpower, the Mystic True Sacred Clan had as many geniuses as there were stars in the sky. They even had bloodlines of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races.
There were at least a few dozen Emperors and Kings here.
Every Monarch and Great Emperor would have a few disciples.
Therefore, the competition for the fifty spots was extremely intense.
"There are ten spots that have been decided internally. How about this …? "
Emperor Gu Luo soon thought of an idea.
The Emperors discussed with their Divine Senses and soon came to a decision.
"That's the only way."
Emperor Duanmu sighed lightly.
The spots that had been decided internally were all geniuses with some background.
If they wanted to replace one of them, they would definitely offend some people.
However, the Demigod Forgotten Garden that only appeared once every five hundred years was extremely rare.
Emperor Duanmu rarely took in disciples. Now that he finally found a genius with a peak bloodline who was related to Aunt Purple Night, he obviously had to help him.
Time passed by.
The disciple ceremony slowly came to an end.
Zhao Feng met many Core disciples of the Mystic True Sacred Clan during the ceremony.
"Head disciple Nan Gongsheng didn't come."
"Nan Gongsheng has been cultivating the secret techniques of the Sacred Land. Half a year ago, he reached the half-step King level."
Some of the true disciples discussed in low voices.
The Nan Gongsheng everyone was talking about was the number one genius of the Mystic True Sacred Clan.
At the same time, he was also one of the top geniuses in the Sacred Ground.
When mentioning Nan Gongsheng, even Jiang Fan, who had a bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, revealed respect.
"If my cultivation can reach the Great Origin Core Realm, I'll be able to fight against half-step Void God Realms."
Jiang Fan clenched his fists.
His bloodline talent was one of the best in the Mystic True Sacred Clan.
But what could he do? He was only in his twenties and couldn't compare to some of the young geniuses in their thirties.
"Junior Martial Brother Jiang, don't be discouraged. In the entire Sacred Land, there were only two Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodlines. Your true opponent in the future should be Meng Xi of the Thousand Darkness Saint Sect. "
Chen Yilin reached out and patted his shoulder.
In fact …
Jiang Fan's Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline had already surpassed some Great Origin Core Realm Sovereign Lords.
"There's still three months until the Demigod Forgotten Garden. I'll definitely become one of the top ten geniuses of the Sacred Land like Senior Martial Brother Chen. "
Battle-intent appeared in Jiang Fan's eyes, and the Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline in his body seemed to ignite under his will.
Jiang Fan had received quite a bit of stimulation from today's disciple ceremony.
This was all because of the pressure from Zhao Feng.
The change in Jiang Fan's body didn't escape Emperor Gu Luo's eyes.
Emperor Gu Luo nodded his head. Jiang Fan had a Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline, so he didn't put much effort into his cultivation.
"Fan 'er, I'll personally teach you cultivation for the next three months."
Emperor Gu Luo's Divine Sense voice suddenly sounded.
"Thank you, Master."
Jiang Fan's heart was filled with excitement. His goal was to become one of the top ten geniuses of the Sacred Land.
Only with this kind of strength would he be able to carve out a path for himself in the Demigod Forgotten Garden.
Emperor Gu Luo's eyes glanced at Emperor Duanmu and thought that his disciple had a legendary bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races. No matter what, he couldn't lose to Emperor Duanmu's disciple.
Half a day later.
The disciple ceremony ended.
From now on, Zhao Feng was officially Duanmu Qing's Core disciple and a member of a three-star superpower.
Zhao Feng understood Duanmu Qing's intentions.
"Zhao Feng, if everything goes as expected, you'll be able to obtain a spot to enter the Demigod Forgotten Garden, but at the same time, you need to be prepared to be challenged."
Duanmu Qing spoke before leaving.
Demigod Forgotten Garden?
Zhao Feng couldn't help but be surprised and overjoyed.
Zhao Feng had talked to some Core disciples during the disciple ceremony.
He knew that the spots to enter the Demigod Forgotten Garden had already been decided.
He didn't expect Duanmu Qing to get a spot for him.
"Thank you, Master."
Zhao Feng was grateful. Duanmu Qing definitely had to pay a price to get this spot for him.
Because:
There wasn't just one or two Emperors in a three-star superpower, and there were dozens of Kings as well.
Furthermore, there were Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lords above Emperors.
Back at his residence:
Zhao Feng sat down cross-legged and found it hard to calm down.
Ever since he met Duanmu Qing, his life and status had undergone an earth-shattering change.
Zhao Feng's gaze turned toward the courtyard outside.
The hazy moonlight made the courtyard seem like it was covered in a layer of silver.
For some reason:
Although he was in a three-star superpower, his thoughts floated toward the Azure Flower Continent.
In his mind:
The calm and elegant female that was like a goddess from a painting appeared once again.
"True Martial Sacred Land … Demigod Forgotten Garden … I must grasp this chance."
Zhao Feng took a deep breath and closed his eyes to cultivate.
After arriving at the True Martial Sacred Land, he had basically completed half of his journey.
In the morning of the second day:
"Zhao Feng, come out!"
"I want to see who you are to take my spot as soon as you enter the Sacred Clan."
A voice full of resentment came from outside the courtyard.
Outside the courtyard:
Some of the experts and geniuses of the Mystic True Sacred Clan stood there and watched.
The owner of the voice was a youth with messy hair. His eyes were wide open, and his expression was twisted.
"Junior Martial Brother Zuo Hong, your spot was taken by Zhao Feng?"
"This is rare even in the True Martial Sacred Land."
Some of the disciples in the crowd felt sympathetic.
In terms of background:
Zuo Hong's Master was a Void God Realm King with a lot of experience and was an Elder with real power.
In terms of cultivation, he wasn't even thirty years old, but he had reached the late-stage Small Origin Core Realm.
Amidst the chatter:
A blue-haired youth walked out from the courtyard.
"Zhao Feng, you're finally out."
Outside, the disciples of the various sects were filled with indignation.
"You're shameless to steal a spot just because you're a Core disciple of an Emperor."
Most of the people sympathized with the "weak" side.
After all, the spot originally belonged to Zuo Hong.
"I don't dare to go against the decision of the upper echelon. However, I just want to see if this Junior Martial Brother Zhao has the right to take my spot. "
Zuo Hong snickered coldly.
What he did today was what his master told him to do.
Emperor Duanmu's strength and experience were something that not many people in the Clan could be compared to.
This was especially so when the Emperor Projection descended that day, which raised Emperor Duanmu's fame to a whole new level.
However:
Fighting in the open wasn't possible, but fighting in the dark and scheming was possible.
If Zuo Hong was able to defeat Zhao Feng, then it would be hard for Emperor Duanmu to obtain a spot for his disciple.
Even in a three-star sect, strength was everything.
The sect would not waste a precious quota on an incompetent person.
As long as he defeated Zhao Feng.
At that time.
Zuo Hong's master could ask other Emperors to 'settle' this matter.
Maybe.
This matter could be brought to the attention of the Grand Supreme Elder who had been living in seclusion.
All he needed was a plan.
Zuo Hong, he only needed a Coincidence Point.
Now.
In front of everyone, he issued a challenge to Zhao Feng.
This was the first step.
"Fine, I accept your challenge."
Zhao Feng didn't hesitate at all.
Yesterday, his master, Duanmu Qing, had warned him.
A person who could be respected as a Great Emperor must have extraordinary wisdom and foresight.
A while later.
Several hundred people had gathered near an ancient arena in the Mystic True Sacred Clan. They had all come to watch.
There were also many Core disciples present.
"Senior Martial Brother Chen and Senior Martial Brother Nan are both here …."
Some of the true inheritors in the crowd looked at the two figures in the crowd.
Chen Yilin and the other "Senior Brother Nan" stared expressionlessly at the two figures on the dueling platform.
Both of their cultivations had reached the late-stage Great Origin Core Realm.
"Senior Martial Brother Chen and Senior Martial Brother Nan are both part of the top ten geniuses of the Sacred Land."
"Apparently, they've both challenged half-step Void God Realms before."
Everyone's eyes were filled with respect.
At this moment in time.
Within the arena.
Zhao Feng and Zuo Hong floated above a mountain.
The arena of the Mystic True Sacred Clan was extremely profound. It was like a small dimension that could simulate all sorts of environments, such as mountains, rivers, and forests.
This battle was also highly anticipated.
There were at least a dozen Void God Realm Divine Senses in the air, and there were even Emperors.
"Hmph! Everything has been prepared. As long as Zuo Hong wins, I'll ask the Grand Elder to judge this. "
The Divine Sense of one of the Void God Realm Kings gazed down coldly.
"Senior Martial Brother Zuo Hong, there's no point in just fighting."
Zhao Feng said calmly.
"What do you mean?"
Zuo Hong paused.
"Let's make a bet. If you win, I'll give you the spot. "
Zhao Feng said.
"Are you serious? If you lose, you'll give me the spot?"
Zuo Hong was overjoyed.
He didn't expect it to be so simple.
"As long as you can last ten moves against me, it'll be your win. But if you lose, do you want to say something? "
Zhao Feng said slowly.
Ten moves?
Zuo Hong paused, and the crowd broke out into discussion.
"Hahaha! Ten moves? Brat named Zhao, you're too arrogant. It looks like you don't know that the Core disciples of three-star sects all have the strength to challenge those stronger than them. "
Hearing that, Zuo Hong laughed instead of getting angry.
Although he was only at the late-stage Small Origin Core Realm, he had defeated Great Origin Core Realm Sovereign Lords before.
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