Blade Drawing Tournament (VIII)

Everyone present was used to it. These two represented the two major sects of the Righteous and Demonic paths; if one appeared, the other would inevitably step in to confront him. If other sects had come forward first, it would have been fine, but since the Myriad Demon Palace had taken the lead, how could Dongfang Changao, representing Fu Xian Island, sit idly by? The two were at odds again! The other sects carrying Storage Bag shook their heads and smiled wryly, retreating to their positions. It was best not to get involved in the affairs of these two.

The two exchanged a glance, simultaneously letting out a cold snort, before turning their heads away. At that moment, one person each from Fu Xian Island and Myriad Demon Palace went up on stage with Storage Bag to pay the Spirit Stone for the two.

Ziyi and Wu Lixue took the Storage Bag and quickly used their Divine Sense to count it. It was the first time for both women to handle so many Spirit Stones, all thanks to Yue Qianchou. Wu Lixue looked excited, while Ziyi was solemn. She was thinking that these Spirit Stones were related to Elder Bi's important entrustment.

The inventory was quickly completed. The two nodded to Yue Qianchou, whose eyes Yue Qianchou and a kind smile appeared on his face. He turned to Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan, and then raised his hand, saying, "I wish you two seniors a successful start. We can begin now."

In the center of the audience was a table with an hourglass on it. Wu Licheng forward, turned the hourglass upside down, and the sand flowed backward. There was only a quarter of an hour, but that quarter was worth millions of Spirit Stone. Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan not delay. They both flashed into two afterimages and arrived in front of the two swords in the blink of an eye.

The people from Fu Xian Island and Myriad Demon Palace couldn't sit still any longer; they all stood up, staring intently at the two. It should be known that Luo Qingtian's cultivation was no weaker than theirs, yet both had ended up losing an arm to save their lives. These two, having long represented the face of the number one sect of the righteous and demonic factions, couldn't afford to show weakness... The people from both sects looked at the two with a kind of reverence.

Everyone held their breath and focused intently, paying attention to the changes that would occur when they drew their swords, so that they could be of use when it was their turn to fight.

"Be careful, seniors. These two precious swords have already acquired sentience. It took me a lot of effort to subdue them. If you are not confident, do not force them. Otherwise, the backlash from these two precious swords will be something that ordinary people cannot withstand." Yue Qianchou suddenly shouted these words.

Upon hearing this, each faction glanced at Yue Qianchou, inwardly cursing, "Why didn't you say so sooner? Why wait until they've paid and entered the arena? Isn't this just deliberately trying to scare them?" But when they thought of his statement that the treasured sword already possessed a spirit, they all shuddered, the word "spiritual treasure" flashing through their minds.

Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan didn't notice anything wrong with the knife in front of them. They exchanged a tacit glance and solemnly reached out to grab the hilt... The hearts of the onlookers were also in their throats, especially the people from Fu Xian Island and Myriad Demon Palace.

"Buzz..." The two swords suddenly emitted two chimes. Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan's expressions immediately changed. A chilling, bone-piercing coldness instantly emanated from the swords, directly resisting their hands from approaching. Then, a merciless and indifferent aura of death pressed in, and the two immediately felt their minds become somewhat dazed, their bodies swaying...

"Something's not right!" someone exclaimed, and everyone else realized that something was amiss.

The fact that these two were chosen by the most powerful sect, both righteous and demonic, to uphold its authority speaks volumes about their emergency response capabilities. Sensing something amiss, they instinctively bit their tongues, wincing in pain to snap back to reality. They simultaneously retreated several meters, both exclaiming in shock, "What a fine blade!"

Everyone immediately stood up. Luo Qingtian had severed his arm to save his life. Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan n't even get close. The attempts of these three Tribulation Transcendence stage experts confirmed the sword's power. Many people's gazes towards the Daluo Sect had changed; the mockery was gone, replaced by a hint of admiration. Luo Qingtian, Dongfang Changao, and Chou Wuyuan were all cultivators who had reached the mid Tribulation stage. Although the former had lost an arm, he had still wielded this sword before, while the latter two couldn't even get close. This showed that the Daluo Sect Master was indeed extraordinary; his reputation was well-deserved!

After sensing the gazes of the crowd, the members of the Daluo Sect all showed a slight, reserved arrogance on their faces, as if to say, "Now we know! It's not that our Daluo Sect is incompetent, but that these two Law Treasure are truly powerful."

Just then, almost simultaneously, protective Gang Qi surged from Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan's bodies. They were about to draw their swords again when they suddenly heard a series of urgent gong sounds coming from the main stage. The two turned around and saw that Yue Qianchou had somehow acquired a gong in his hand.

Yue Qianchou pointed at the hourglass below with the gong mallet in his other hand and said with a grin, "Seniors, I'm sorry, the time is up. It's time for the next group to go up. Please step down for now."

"Time's up already? Ten million high-grade Spirit Stones gone just like that?" Not only the two who had drawn their swords, but everyone's attention was focused on the hourglass, deeply doubting its accuracy. Actually, they had wronged Yue Qianchou in this matter; everyone was simply too engrossed in their conversation to notice the time. Although Yue Qianchou had considered tampering with it, he abandoned the idea, fearing the large number of people present would expose him.

Dongfang Changao was taken aback, while Qiu Wuyuan Chou Wuyuan and puffing out his beard. Yue Qianchou ignored him and shouted to the crowd below, "To save time, we will arrange the order according to the order in which Spirit Stone are paid. Those who pay first will go first."

Upon hearing this, Wu Sihai frowned. Making money didn't have to be so blatant! He couldn't say anything, so he silently retreated backstage; he couldn't bear the humiliation of standing on the stage any longer. His granddaughter Wu Lixue, on the other hand, looked at the various factions below with excitement—so much money to be made!

The various factions were speechless. Although they knew Yue Qianchou was openly trying to extort money, who would give up? Weren't they all after the treasure? But Yue Qianchou was really something else. Others would hide such treasures, but he openly brought them out to cause trouble, making it inconvenient for those who wanted to steal the treasure privately. They could only wait until he was alone in the future.

Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan were late in returning, and their respective sects immediately understood that they wanted to try again. Representatives from both sects promptly came up on stage again, each carrying a Storage Bag, and paid them another sum of Spirit Stone. After the two women nodded to confirm the amount, Yue Qianchou smiled at the two who hadn't yet finished their turn and said, "Please continue, seniors." Wu Licheng, sitting below the stage, turned the hourglass upside down again.

"This guy is too materialistic!" Dongfang and Chou Wuyuan's expressions both twitched. They didn't want to argue with that greedy fellow now, lest they waste time. Their protective Gang Qi intensified and brightened, and they flashed in front of the two swords one after the other. As everyone was watching intently, they suddenly saw the two of them look up sharply at the sky and then rapidly retreat.

With a "whoosh," a cold light shot down from the sky, and with a "bang," it blasted a large hole between the two blades. A shockwave spread outwards, and then a flying sword shot out from the hole, transforming into a cold light and shooting back into the sky.

Immediately, many people emerged from the surrounding sheds, looking up at the sky to see a flying magical Law Artifact slowly descending under their gaze...

Damn it! Someone's causing trouble! Yue Qianchou an eyebrow, turned around and took four Storage Bag Ziyi and Wu Lixue, throwing them into his own. He was about to go over and see what was going on when he saw more than a dozen figures flash out from behind him on both sides, so he stopped. Although he was furious that someone was interrupting his money-making, anyone who dared to cause trouble in this kind of situation couldn't be an ordinary person, so he decided to check things out first.

"How dare you! Who dares to cause trouble here?" Chou Wuyuan shouted loudly, staring at the sky. Behind him stood more than a dozen experts from the Myriad Demon Palace, all of whom stared intently at the sky, their demonic aura unmistakable.

The flying Law Artifact was suddenly taken away in mid-air, and eight figures landed in front of everyone. Almost everyone recognized the person in the lead; it was none other than Yan Zhuixing, the former Young Palace Lord of the Hundred Flower Palace. Many of the seven people behind him were also familiar to them; they were the seven brothers of the Di Rong Kingdom's Man Hu.

"Greetings, Uncle-Master Qiu, and greetings to all the Uncle-Masters of the Myriad Demon Palace." Yan Zhuixing bowed elegantly to the people of the Myriad Demon Palace.

The dozen or so people from the Myriad Demon Palace immediately lost their momentum and looked at each other in Chou Wuyuan. Their initial domineering aura vanished. Qiu Wuyuan looked around awkwardly and muttered, "What are you doing here?" The former sect leader of the Myriad Demon Palace, the grandson of his own master, had come to cause trouble. What could he say?

"If you're not confident, then step aside." Dongfang Changao sneered at Chou Wuyuan politeness. These two would never let go of an opportunity to mock each other. Chou Wuyuan glared, but when he saw Yan Zhuixing beside him, he immediately shut his mouth speechlessly.

"Yan Zhuixing, are you declaring war on the Huaxia Cultivation World?" Dongfang Changao shouted coldly, a golden spear appearing in his hand at some unknown time.

"Senior Dongfang, you misunderstand. I heard that Blade Drawing Tournament is being held here, so I rushed here overnight to participate in the grand event. I have absolutely no other intentions," Yan Zhuixing said with a gentle smile.

"You are not welcome here, please leave!" Dongfang Changao held his Golden Treasure Spear horizontally, with more than a dozen experts from the Fu Xian Island Cultivation Pavilion standing behind him.

"Yes, you're not welcome here, go back..." a group of people chimed in.

Yan Zhuixing ignored all of this. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, "I heard that anyone can participate in this Blade Drawing Tournament as long as they can come up with ten million high-grade Spirit Stones. I wonder if Brother Yue, who organized this tournament, is here?"

His gaze swept across the crowd, and soon it met that of Yue Qianchou on the stage. Their eyes locked for a long time. Their feud was common knowledge in the Cultivation World. If it weren't for Yue Qianchou, the Yan family father and son wouldn't have been forced to flee overseas.

"Haha! It's Brother Yan! It's been a long time!" Yue Qianchou jumped down from the stage, and as he walked over, he greeted them with a fist and palm salute from afar, acting as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other in ages. Ziyi also sensed something was amiss and quickly followed behind him, with Wu Lixue not wanting to be left behind. A path parted in the crowd to let them in.

Yan Zhuixing also smiled and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "It has indeed been a long time. I have been sending people everywhere to inquire about Brother Yue's whereabouts, but unfortunately there has been no news. Today I finally get to see you."

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