In the tournament, some people who performed well would be nurtured by the higher-ups. Of course, depending on the degree of talent they displayed, the nurturing they would receive would naturally be different.
Originally, the champion of the tournament should receive the best nurturing and the most resources. However, due to the appearance of the Son of God, Ye Xukong, he was able to enjoy the same treatment as Ye Xiwen. However, Ye Xiwen didn't care about it. The treatment others received had nothing to do with him. After so many years, he had already gotten used to it. It was better to rely on himself than on others.
In this regard, Ye Xiwen felt that the Ye Clan had done a much better job than the Yi Yuan Sect and the True Martial School. As long as one had enough talent, there would naturally be a lot of resources thrown at him. Therefore, the Ye Clan was able to prosper for a long time. It wasn't without reason.
In addition to some disciples who had a relatively high ranking, there were also those who had tyrannical strength but bad luck. These people would also be nurtured as key seeded players.
After all, the purpose of the tournament was to select geniuses. How could they just watch and not nurture geniuses?
Indeed, some people might be lucky enough to occupy a higher position. However, most of the time, wasn't luck also a part of one's strength?
One shouldn't underestimate the importance of luck in one's strength. Some people were born with great luck and would trip over spiritual treasures when they went out. Then, they would accidentally subdue a spiritual beast after tripping. Such a heaven-defying thing had happened before in the Ancient Barrens Continent.
These people didn't seem to be very strong. Sometimes, they were even pitifully weak. However, there was no way to kill them. Moreover, any enemy would inexplicably encounter some problems. For example, they would go berserk on the spot, be stabbed to death by a sword, or suddenly be chased by a monster.
This kind of nonsensical thing would often happen to these people's opponents. Therefore, something like luck might seem nonsensical and funny, but in fact, it was very likely to happen.
Therefore, no one dared to underestimate these people with heaven-defying luck. Otherwise, if they were to go against them, they might accidentally step into a pit, fall into a seal, or choke to death while drinking water.
Because the opponent's luck was strong, conversely, it was their own luck that was bad.
After every competition, there would always be a group of people who stood out from the crowd and were then heavily nurtured by the family.
This was also the reason why there were so many people signing up to participate in the tournament every time. Although their strength was far from enough, they were all gambling on their luck. In the past, there had been cases where, although their strength was not enough, they had relied on good luck to charge all the way to the top 10.
Moreover, even if he couldn't make it into the top ten, he would still be able to get a lot of rewards if he could pass one more round.
Therefore, many people chose to participate in the competition.
"Law Enforcement Hall's Heavenly Prison?" Ye Xiwen had received a notice to go to the Law Enforcement Hall's Heavenly Prison.
Ye Xiwen soon came to know what kind of place the Law Enforcement Hall's Heavenly Prison was. There was a place called the Heavenly Prison in the Ye Clan. It was used to imprison all kinds of criminals of the Ye Clan. Basically, it was a dangerous place in the eyes of outsiders.
In addition, the Heavenly Prison was also a secret training place for the elite disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall.
Generally speaking, only some elite disciples could enjoy such treatment. Ye Xiwen had now joined the Law Enforcement Hall. Naturally, the Law Enforcement Hall would personally take care of him if he wanted to be nurtured. It was not the turn of other institutions to intervene.
However, it was not easy even for the elites of the Law Enforcement Hall to enter the Heavenly Prison to practice because it was not free of charge. One must have a certain amount of contribution points to exchange for the time to practice in the Heavenly Prison.
However, it was said that one day of practice in the Heavenly Prison was equivalent to ten days outside. One's cultivation would progress at lightning speed. It was said that Ye Zhentian had personally given the order to allow Ye Xiwen to practice in the Heavenly Prison for a year because he had won the championship of this competition.
Of course, as long as Ye Xiwen could continue to make enough contributions for the Law Enforcement Hall, then he could continue to practice in the Heavenly Prison.
This Heavenly Prison was the common property of the entire Ye Clan. Therefore, even the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall like Ye Zhentian couldn't casually allow anyone to practice in it.
Before Ye Xiwen, Ye Xue had already entered into closed-door practice. It was said that she was practicing in the Heavenly Prison. Ye Xue had served the Law Enforcement Hall for many years. Coupled with her own talent, no one knew how many contribution points she had accumulated. At least, it was enough for her to practice in the Heavenly Prison for a long time.
Ye Xiwen calculated it himself. If he were to include the contribution points he had accumulated through the Martial Essence Tower and the competition, it would be enough for him to practice in the Heavenly Prison for several years.
He suddenly realized that it was actually very easy for him to accumulate these contribution points. The more talented one was, the easier it was to accumulate these contribution points.
For ordinary people, they might need to accumulate contribution points for hundreds of years before they could accumulate enough contribution points to practice in the Heavenly Prison for a year.
Of course, this was also because the contribution points were far more than that. They couldn't be like Ye Xiwen and use all of them to exchange for medicinal pellets and instruments.
After all, there were only a few people like Ye Xiwen who were self-sufficient.
"It just so happens that you go to the Heavenly Prison to practice for a year. At that time, the Ancestral Worship Ceremony will be over. You can come out of closed-door practice and go with us to pay respects to your father!" When Ye Xiwen told Ye Junhai about this matter, Ye Junhai pondered for a while and said directly.
"But Big Brother, the Heavenly Prison is known as the graveyard of geniuses. Even the existence known as geniuses in the outside world will suffer heavy casualties after entering!" Ye Junyan said with concern.
Ye Cai and Ye Qiaoqiao also didn't make a fuss. Obviously, they also knew the illustrious reputation of the Heavenly Prison.
Although it was said that practicing in that place for a year was equivalent to practicing outside for ten years, practicing in that place for a year could simply reduce one's lifespan by ten years.
It was still possible to survive. Many people who were known as geniuses became disabled in there, and there was no way for them to recover forever.
"It doesn't matter, Third Uncle. There is no place in this world that can't stop me. A man should accept hardships!" Ye Xiwen waved his hand and said. He was the least afraid of this kind of hardships. Along the way, he had experienced all kinds of hardships and hardships. These were just trivial things for him.
"Well said. Wen 'er grew up outside the family. He is not a flower in a greenhouse. How can those so-called geniuses be compared with Wen' er? I believe that Wen 'er is absolutely fine!" At this time, Ye Junhai nodded and said. After Ye Xiwen showed that he could defeat the Son of God, he was not so worried about Ye Xiwen anymore. In other words, he was not worried at all. Ye Xiwen could even defeat the Son of God. Obviously, Ye Xiwen's hidden strength was much deeper than theirs. Although it was distressing for such a child to grow up in the outside world, it was also more reassuring.
"In that case, I won't say much. You have to be careful in the Heavenly Prison!" Ye Junyan did not say anything more. He was a person with a fiery temper. He was only worried about Ye Xiwen, the only son of his second brother. Otherwise, he would not have said anything more.
"En!" Ye Xiwen nodded.
The ancestral worship ceremony would last for about a year. There were many cumbersome procedures to be carried out. When Ye Xiwen came out of the Heavenly Prison, it would almost be over. At that time, Ye Xiwen could go to worship Ye Junshan again.
These were all completely possible.
However, Ye Xiwen did not intend to go directly to the Heavenly Prison. He had now entered the peak of the Third Level of the Law Manifestation Realm. He was only one step away from entering the Fourth Level of the Law Manifestation Realm. This was all thanks to the comprehension in Ye Xukong's sword. Now, he was only one step away from the breakthrough.
He had already made up his mind to go to the Heavenly Prison after the breakthrough. He had only heard about the Heavenly Prison. He was not clear about the specific situation. He could only choose to enhance his strength as much as possible.
After making up his mind, Ye Xiwen immediately set up the array in the small courtyard of the branch family in Luoye City and began to retreat.
"Second brother went to retreat again. It's really boring!"
Seeing that Ye Xiwen went to retreat again, Ye Qiaoqiao pouted and said while kicking the stones in the yard with her little feet.
"That's why Brother Wen has such amazing strength. If you are willing to work harder in retreat, will you be stuck in the Half-step Law Manifestation Realm?" Ye Mao said with a straight face.
In fact, whether it was Ye Cai or Ye Qiaoqiao, their talents were not bad, but their temperament was unstable. They were already hundreds of years old, but they were still like children. However, according to their lifespan of at least thousands of years, at this time, they were indeed just children.
However, they had to sigh in their hearts. If Ye Xiwen did not seize all the time to cultivate, how could he have this strength? He could even defeat the Son of God. Did this strength fall from the sky?
One minute on the stage, ten years of work off the stage. Everyone could only see the glory in front of others. How many could see his efforts behind the scenes?
Ye Xiwen naturally did not know what was happening outside. At this time, apart from attaching a trace of spirit to the barrier to guard, he had devoted himself to cultivation. He had already entered the peak of the Third Level of the Law Manifestation Realm. At this time, he was only a thin layer of window paper away from the Fourth Level of the Law Manifestation Realm. He could break through at any time.
He sat cross-legged on the bed. Countless blood stones were dissolved into blood qi and then instilled into his body, causing his body to emit bursts of blood qi.
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