A Lot of Nerve
[The roster for the Continued Battle team has been confirmed: Su Luo, Song Shige, Jing Yunxin, Guizishi]
[The Continued Battle is about to continue. Please leave the [Tinder] lobby.]
Those who do not leave the [Tinder] Hall will be disqualified from Continued Battle.
[Assigning battlefields]
[Your group's ID in this Continued Battle Battlefield is: Number One]
[...]
[Battlefield has been built]
[Theme of this District War: Defense]
[Defend against attacks and protect the [Tinder] on the central altar. Once the [Tinder] is extinguished, the entire team is eliminated.]
[The attack will prioritize targeting Sanctuary placed along the path.]
[Temporary ranking list for this District War: [Guardian Rankings]]
[Special Rule: Sanctuary entering the battlefield have "Near-Destruction Teleportation" privileges]
[Note: Entering Sanctuary on the battlefield will trigger a "Near-Destruction Teleportation," and the Sanctuary's owner will be Severe Punishment!]
[Team points are awarded based on: successfully defending against waves and the strength of the [Tinder] District War.]
The higher the team score, the higher the final ranking in the battlefield. If teams have the same score, the ranking will be based on the strength of the [Tinder]...
[The rules for obtaining individual points in this District War are: individual contribution percentage × team points + ranking bonus points (calculated twice)]
[Each District War has a different theme and a different points system.]
But strength is the foundation of everything.
Do everything in your power to survive.
[Currently in the preparation stage, time limit: 30 minutes. Countdown: 00:29:59]
The cold system notification echoed again, the rules were largely the same as those for the District War, the only significant difference being the "(two settlements)" label following the rules for obtaining individual points.
This means the system will compensate them for the individual points they deserve in the District War, but these points will be distributed together at the end of the Continued Battles.
Why aren't the team points being compensated?
Su Luo placed her hand into the [Tinder], but the brilliant flame remained like a phantom, untouchable. Upon closer inspection, endless light and shadow could be seen churning and rising within, Epic of civilization, a hymn to time, containing unspeakable mysteries.
This [Tinder] is definitely not simple. The energy it emits is too active and pure. Being next to it is like being in Legendary blessed land. The Mana in one's body flows more smoothly than usual.
A strong urge surged within Su Luo to move the experimental setup directly to this location and conduct elemental experiments.
Moreover, Su Luo seems to have discovered... Fortune?
This thing cannot be observed, nor can the Appraisal Lock-On. Su Luo only measured and calculated her own amplification status based on the previous Trial Instance "Heavenly Mandate's Mandate", and suspected that the [Tinder] was emitting a high-level thing like "Fortune".
If this is true, could prolonged exposure to this environment truly create a person destined for Heavenly Mandate? What is the mechanism of Fortune's operation? Is Fortune universal across different worlds? What profound connection exists between Fortune and the Origin of the world...?
The lack of observation methods, like rubbing against something through a membrane, made Su Luo feel a deep unease.
Even the numerous methods for observing Divine Power recorded in the Appraisal for blue-quality items do not involve the mysterious realms of "observing qi" and "gazing at fortune."
But it seems no one on the World Channel has mentioned the Appraisal for purple quality.
"Let's go in."
Song Shige walked over, nudged Su Luo who was standing by the altar in a daze, and then approached the altar.
Su Luo withdrew her searching gaze and nodded. "Let's go."
Zhuo Yun Perfected Person stood amidst a vast expanse of chaotic rocks, his wide, dark robe with cloud patterns fluttering even without wind. His face was gaunt, and a flash of lightning flickered in his eyes as he opened and closed them. He exuded a powerful spiritual pressure as imposing as a mountain. With a seemingly casual flick of his sleeve—
"Whoosh--whoosh--whoosh--!"
Nine extremely refined cyan sword lights, like living dragons, instantly pierced through a thousand meters of mud and rocks. The sword lights did not stop, but drew elegant arcs like swallows returning to their nests, and accurately disappeared into his wide sleeves.
Besides the nine flying swords, there was also a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wing, a protective golden bell engraved with Runes, and several stacks of Talisman Arts shimmering with Spiritual Light... all sorts of things, almost filling the wide sleeves to the brim.
While the System Space is convenient, there will always be a momentary delay when retrieving something in the face of an enemy.
For Golden Core cultivators, Life and Death and death are often decided in the blink of an eye. Therefore, Zhuo Yun Perfected Person is accustomed to keeping all his most powerful and crucial offensive and defensive treasures close to his body within this small sleeve.
"Master," a subordinate dressed in smart clothes stepped forward quickly, respectfully holding up a neatly folded black combat uniform, "This is a special operations uniform woven from Stardust Silk, with Abjuration capabilities comparable to a pseudo- Legendary quality robe. Although the garment obtained from the treasure chest has a celestial appearance, it may be inconvenient for actual combat. Please, Master, put on this."
Zhuo Yun Perfected Person's gaze swept over the black special forces uniform, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
That's fucking ugly.
With a flick of his sleeve, he stirred a gentle breeze, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority. "No need."
He paused, then raised his voice a few decibels, carrying a hint of the arrogance and haughtiness of someone in a superior position. "I've come here to survive, to cultivate immortality, and I'm still wearing this special forces uniform? Wouldn't that make me look crazy?"
Upon hearing this, the subordinate not only did not back down, but straightened his back and spoke in a firm tone:
"Wei Zhuoyun, don't push your luck. Your robe is just a few pieces of rags you sewed yourself together. It's all fluttering around like a big moth, it has no effect whatsoever."
He waved the special forces uniform in his hand. "I made this uniform, it's absolutely effective! Increasing strength is important, saving face is nothing!"
"Insolence!" Zhuo Yun Perfected Person's face darkened, and his spiritual pressure instantly became heavy, causing the air to stagnate. "Mind your place! I am a Golden Core cultivator, capable of influencing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with a single thought, and changing the landscape with a flick of my wrist. How dare you, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator who hasn't even reached the peak, speak to me like this?"
The subordinate remained unfazed. "And then what? Do you want to have a go at me? Have you forgotten the venerable one's ironclad rules?"
"Ironclad rule..."
Zhuo Yun Perfected Person's eyes narrowed, and the surging spiritual pressure around him receded like a tide. He didn't use any means to punish this "disobedient" subordinate before him; his face was gloomy, and his voice was filled with anger:
"Of course I haven't forgotten! 'People of this world are forbidden from killing; people of other worlds are to be killed at will!' This is the first ironclad rule for survival!"
The subordinate immediately chimed in, his voice resolute. "Not only that! Your Excellency has also clearly stated that in this unfamiliar land of survival, all our fellow beings, regardless of their cultivation level or social status, are equal and will overcome this peril together! This is the second ironclad rule!"
"Absurd, absurd!" Zhuo Yun Perfected Person's face darkened.