Sect Leader's disciple?

The Intercepting Sect's one million two hundred thousand disciples and elders could all complete their matches with just a few rounds of rotation.

Fuxi stood with his hands behind his back in the void, gazing at the impassioned crowd below, and announced in a deep voice:

"The rules are extremely simple: each will ascend the stage according to their status and await orders."

"The arena will randomly match opponents."

"Losers will be immediately sent away, and winners will temporarily remain in the waiting area."

"After all preliminary matches are completed, we will draw lots again for further battles."

"This will continue until the top three on each stage are determined."

"Do not complain if you encounter a strong opponent in your first match and are unfortunately defeated."

"Know this, opportunity is also a form of strength."

"Do any of you disagree?"

When his words fell, the crowd exchanged glances, and no one spoke.

Seeing this, Fuxi nodded slightly: "Good, since there are no objections, we shall begin immediately."

"Enter the stage in order, and do not make a sound."

As soon as the order was given, the disciples and elders rushed towards their respective arenas, their demeanor suggesting they were not going to compete but to snatch innate spiritual treasures.

Fuxi watched, shaking his head and chuckling:

"These brats... are they in such a hurry?"

In Biyou Palace, Nuwa's divine sense swept over the competition grounds, and she suddenly let out a soft exclamation:

"That little monkey has actually cultivated to such a realm?"

She remembered clearly that when the Intercepting Sect first opened its doors to disciples, the Six-Eared Macaque was merely a cultivator at the early Mysterious Immortal stage.

How long has it been? He has already reached the peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal stage!

This cultivation speed can only be described as monstrous.

"If he can find the complete origin of the Chaos Demon Ape in the future and attain the Great Dao of Hunyuan, it's not impossible," Tongtian said with a smile, his tone full of praise.

At this pace, perhaps by the time Kong Xuan reaches the extreme Quasi-Saint realm, the Six-Eared Macaque will have already caught up.

When the two of them vie for the top spot on the core disciple list, it will likely stir up quite a storm again.

Nuwa's expression softened slightly upon hearing this.

This was the first time she had heard Tongtian praise a disciple so highly.

She couldn't help but feel a greater sense of anticipation for the Six-Eared Macaque's future.

Just as she was about to say a few more words, her divine sense suddenly shifted and landed on a figure.

"This person... is from the Human Race?"

Seeing that his cultivation was not even at the threshold of Earth Immortal, she couldn't help but frown slightly.

"His name is Xuan Du, and he is one of the innate humans."

"Years ago, he knelt outside the Three Immortal Islands begging for the Dao for a full hundred years. I was moved by his steadfast will and made an exception to take him as my disciple," Tongtian explained with a smile.

Although Xuan Du's innate talent was not outstanding in the Primordial World back then, if he were placed in the mortal world of later generations, he would be a prodigy among tens of thousands.

Moreover, now that he has taken the Bone-Changing Pill and undergone a complete transformation, his foundation is no longer what it used to be.

With his perseverance and willpower, as long as no accidents occur, his future achievements will at least be at the Quasi-Saint level.

"It can be considered that he has considerable fortune. I only hope he doesn't bring shame to the Intercepting Sect."

Nuwa nodded lightly, her gaze inadvertently shifting to the side.

That was the arena for the true disciples.

Whether it was due to extreme luck or a peculiar fate, in the first round of matches, San Xiao, Zhao Gongming, Duobao, Wudang, and the Six Attendant Immortals, all outstanding disciples, did not face each other.

The outcome was predictable; when they fought against their fellow disciples of the same realm, they were like fierce tigers entering a flock of sheep, unstoppable.

Most battles were decided within a hundred moves.

Although the total number of true disciples had only increased by tens of thousands over the past few thousand years, apart from a few top figures, the contests among the remaining disciples were equally intense, with a level of fierceness that could even be compared to the most populous match among the inner disciples.

However, what made Tongtian and Nuwa both amused and speechless was that only five miscellaneous disciples remained.

Coincidentally, Xuan Du, the recognized weakest miscellaneous disciple, drew a bye.

He simply walked around the stage and, in a daze, entered the top three—in last place.

But for him, this was already immense luck, as if his ancestors' graves were emitting auspicious vapors.

Not only did he have no complaints, but he was also overjoyed, his grin as wide as a split in an old leather shoe, impossible to close!

While he was overjoyed, some people were heartbroken.

Whether it was the veteran miscellaneous disciples who had suppressed their cultivation for thousands of years and finally managed to enter the outer sect, or the two unlucky ones who were eliminated, all of them were so envious they looked like they were about to spew fire.

Fortunately, the Intercepting Sect strictly prohibits infighting among disciples; otherwise, Xuan Du would have been torn to shreds long ago.

That was the qualification to get close to the Sect Master!

Out of over a million disciples, only eighteen people could receive this honor.

Many people fought with all their might and might not even get a sliver of a chance, yet here he was, getting a ready-made one without doing anything.

Truly, comparing oneself to others is enough to drive one mad!

"Right, have you arranged the rewards?"

Nuwa withdrew her gaze, tilting her head with a hint of playfulness.

"Rewards?" Tongtian was taken aback, then smiled faintly. "I've already thought of them.

I will select a few from these eighteen to take as personal disciples. For the rest, I will grant each one a wish.

As for the top three in the Elder group, they will be directly promoted to Grand Elder, sharing the boundless fortune of the Intercepting Sect."

When Fuxi had asked about it before, he had already been contemplating this matter. Now that he was being asked, he naturally responded with ease.

These rewards were not decided arbitrarily but were the result of repeated consideration.

Those who could break through the encirclement of over 1.2 million disciples would naturally have excellent roots and talent.

Taking them as disciples would not tarnish his name.

Moreover, compared to material rewards like magical treasures and elixirs, personally accepting disciples could better display his prestige and invisibly motivate his disciples to strive for progress.

As for the position of Grand Elder, although their actual power was only slightly higher than ordinary elders, what was truly enticing was that fortune.

The fortune enjoyed by Grand Elders far surpassed that of ordinary ones. And fortune, this mysterious thing, could allow Saints to accelerate their cultivation, let alone those old fellows still struggling in the Quasi-Saint realm.

The most crucial point was that these rewards were entirely beneficial to him and detrimental to none.

He had also hidden a backup plan for cultivation stacking – no matter how powerful those elders were, they would merely be unwitting helpers.

"I'm curious, will there be any particularly bright disciples who directly wish for you to take them as disciples?"

Nuwa's eyes flashed, and she suddenly smiled mischievously.

Although the probability was extremely low, it was not impossible.

If they truly encountered someone with an exceptionally sharp mind, it would make for a good show.

Tongtian: "..."

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Before the words could even fall, the arena suddenly erupted with earth-shattering tremors.

The battle between the three had reached a fever pitch. Their violent auras swept in all directions, instantly capturing everyone's attention.

It was Kong Xuan!

As he was the only core disciple, his match was deliberately postponed.

The one now appearing was not an opponent of the same generation but was chosen by Fuxi from the eliminated powerhouses in the elder group to enter the core arena and battle him.

Nominally, it was a spar, but in reality, it was a test.

Regardless of how these elders performed, they would receive no rewards whatsoever.

Their sole purpose was to serve as a touchstone – to verify if Kong Xuan truly had the strength to enter the top three.

The current commotion stemmed from Kong Xuan eliminating the sixteenth elder and now engaging in a duel with the final elder.

This elder, who appeared as the finale, was precisely the expert who had ranked fourth in the elder arena competition, having narrowly lost to a strong opponent.

In terms of seniority, cultivation, and combat experience, this person was far from comparable to Kong Xuan, who was making his debut at the grand ceremony.

Yet, as they fought, it was like a game of chess, with a worthy opponent meeting a talented player, and the battle was fierce and evenly matched.

Their fighting spirit surged, and waves of air rolled between the wind of their fists and the shadows of their palms, causing even the arena personally set up by Fuxi to tremble slightly from the shockwaves.

"The outcome is decided."

Tongtian suddenly spoke, his tone as calm as still water.

Before his words could even finish, a beam of five-colored light violently pierced the sky, pointing directly at the elder on the stage.

The light contained a soul-stirring pressure, and its sharp aura caused the elder's counter-attack to falter slightly – a delay of merely a quarter of a breath.

But Kong Xuan was incredibly sharp; he captured this fleeting opening in an instant.

In that moment, the Five-Colored Divine Light swept out.

The next instant, the elder's figure abruptly vanished from his original spot.

Five breaths later, Kong Xuan took a deep breath and released the elder from the divine light.

His heart was filled with turbulent emotions – he had won this battle.

The first position was now within his grasp.

It also meant he would have the chance to see the Sect Master in person, to listen to his teachings up close.

He looked out at the crowd, where countless disciples' eyes were filled with envy, unwillingness, and regret.

Those gazes stabbed at him like needles, yet they made him unconsciously puff out his chest even higher.

The smugness on his face was unconcealed.

Meanwhile, the competitions on the other three stages were also drawing to a close.

The victors and losers were quickly revealed.

When the fifteen victorious disciples stood side-by-side with the three elders, the crowd below pounded their chests and stamped their feet, filled with regret.

A single thought flashed through their minds: If only I had worked a little harder normally, would I be the one standing here today? Would I be the one to appear before the Sect Master?

Thinking this, amidst the bitterness, many secretly vowed in their hearts: From this moment on, I will diligently cultivate without stopping!

In the next sect-wide grand competition, I swear to take the top three and hold my head high!

"The grand competition has concluded, please welcome the Sect Master!"

Fuxi stood before the crowd, his voice clear and resonant.

In an instant, the mountains and rivers trembled, and the heavens and earth echoed.

"Welcome, Sect Master--!"

The cheers were like thunder, shaking the heavens.

Swish!

The void split open, and Tongtian and Nuwa appeared side-by-side.

He gently raised a hand, signaling for quiet, and the entire venue immediately fell silent.

"Disciples, you may dispense with the formalities."

Then, his gaze fell upon the three of them, and he said in a deep voice, "West Queen Mother, Changxi, Xihe, from this day forward, I officially appoint you as Grand Elders of the Intercepting Sect, sharing in our sect's boundless fortune."

Although, besides the West Queen Mother, Changxi and Xihe had only joined the Intercepting Sect a short time ago, they were both renowned powerful cultivators in the mortal world within the Primordial World, their strength far exceeding that of ordinary elder council members.

Their outstanding performance this time was truly what the people expected.

"Thank you, Sect Master, for your great kindness!" The three of them looked delighted and quickly bowed in thanks.

As soon as their words fell, the vast fortune of the Intercepting Sect poured into their bodies like a river.

And not far away, those elders who had been eliminated watched this scene with extremely complex expressions.

There was admiration, jealousy, and undisguised disappointment.

But if one's skills were inferior, no amount of unwillingness could change that.

"Kong Xuan, are you willing to become my disciple and be my personal disciple?"

Tongtian turned to look at the young man whose face was filled with excitement, a slight smile on his lips, his tone gentle.

As soon as these words were spoken, the previously silent plaza erupted.

"What? He's actually being taken as a personal disciple by the Sect Master?! Heavens, what did I miss!"

"Ahhh! I regret it so much! If I had known, I would have fought to the death to improve my cultivation!"

"I really want to kick Senior Brother Kong Xuan down and take his place!"

"Once, an opportunity lay before me, and I didn't cherish it... Now I can only watch others shine..."

"Why not me? Wuwuwu..."

All sorts of wails arose one after another.

Kong Xuan listened to these voices, not with disdain, but with a sense of shared feeling.

Let alone this small Three Immortal Islands, Looking across the entire Primordial World, who wouldn't long to become a disciple of the Sect Master?

But the problem was never about "wanting to," but about "whether the Sect Master nods his head."

Otherwise, even those cultivators in the mortal world at the Quasi-Saint realm would probably lower themselves to seek tutelage.

Thinking this, Kong Xuan no longer hesitated. With a thud, he knelt on the ground, his voice respectful and fervent:

"Disciple Kong Xuan greets Master!"

"There's no need to be constrained. Since you have entered my sect, as your master, I will naturally not treat you poorly."