"Begin!"
As the bell rang.
The final battle began.
The Shinguang Sect disciples all watched the arena, worry written on their faces.
Qi Yuan moved as well.
Since his opponent wielded a Foundation Establishment artifact, then... he would make sure the opponent could not unleash its power.
Though he feared nothing himself.
Why make things troublesome when he could settle them easily?
Minor Stealth Technique!
In an instant, Qi Yuan vanished from the arena.
Chu Yundong blanked out for a moment.
Where did he go?
Then, a huge fist landed on the back of his head.
Bang!
Chu Yundong did not even have time to react before a single punch knocked him flat!
Qi Yuan had played games for so long that he possessed abundant monster-grinding experience. Quick-scoping, movement, combo chains—he had them all down pat through practice!
Dealing with one Chu Yundong was effortless.
After knocking Chu Yundong down with one blow, Qi Yuan cast a Dust Removal Spell on his own fist. Who knew whether Chu Yundong had dandruff on his head?
He raised his fist like a boxing champion. "I won."
Unfortunately, there were no sexy ring girls here to hold up signs for him, much less bold beauties offering him passionate kisses.
Only that bearded old man, Changshan Prince, stood up and enthusiastically waved at Qi Yuan without the slightest dignity.
"Shinguang Sect, Qi Yuan wins!"
Only after that announcement did everyone finally notice what had happened on the arena.
Chu Tianxiong's face was as dark as storm clouds as he looked at Chu Yundong sprawled on the ground. "Useless!"
Chicken Worshipping Ancestor had been briefly stunned as well, but in the end, he said nothing.
The disciples of the other sects were not surprised by this either.
Qi Yuan was, after all, the chief senior disciple of Seven Colors Peak.
Even without any shady dealings in this Foundation Establishment Tournament, he would likely have had a chance at taking the championship.
Of course, had the Seven Colors Peak Lord not given advance notice, this Foundation Establishment Tournament likely would not have been so harmonious, and the outcome would still have been uncertain.
"As expected of Seven Colors Peak's chief disciple!"
"One can tell at a glance that he is not merely someone who cultivates spiritual power. His combat techniques are this profound as well!"
"Senior Brother, how did you win?" a Shinguang Sect disciple asked.
In their eyes, Qi Yuan was a cultivator of the Obsession Lineage. His talent was decent, but as for combat?
Everyone knew that Seven Colors Peak's eldest senior brother had never gone to the Combat Hall for sparring.
All day long, he was either obsessing over games or walking around with a Kitchen Knife.
"Play more games," Qi Yuan answered sincerely.
The disciples who heard him all laughed.
Qi Yuan stepped down from the arena, feeling completely relaxed.
This Foundation Establishment Tournament had been hastily organized, and it ended just as hastily.
As soon as he stepped down, he saw a sect elder with white hair and beard looking at him kindly. The elder held a brown wooden box in his hands, its surface carved with birds, fish, insects, and beasts.
"Qi Yuan, this is the reward for this Foundation Establishment Tournament: the first-grade Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object, Yellow Flower Fruit!"
The sect elder handed the box to Qi Yuan.
The Shinguang Sect disciples around them, as well as the other disciples, all looked at it with burning envy.
Even some elders were immensely envious.
Stars appeared in Qi Yuan's eyes as well.
Over ten thousand Spirit Stones!
This was worth over ten thousand Spirit Stones!
The sect elder encouraged him, "I hope you use this Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object to achieve Foundation Establishment as soon as possible and add another fighting force to the sect!"
Foundation Establishment?
Qi Yuan had no plans to use the Yellow Flower Fruit for Foundation Establishment.
After all, he had a better choice.
If he was going to establish his foundation, he would establish the best one—Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment.
What Deacon Xu Renshan had said about Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment last time had already lodged itself in his mind.
Naturally, he did not say any of this aloud.
Under everyone's envious gazes, Qi Yuan bid farewell to the elders of the various sects and prepared to return to Seven Colors Peak.
"You brat, given time, you will surely rise onto Great Shang's Heaven's Pride Ranking!
"Now that the Foundation Establishment Tournament is over, this old man is off to drink with your sect master."
After saying that, Changshan Prince flicked his sleeve and departed, carefree and elegant.
Within the crowd, Chu Tianxiong looked at Qi Yuan, a trace of greed flashing through his eyes.
At that moment, Qi Yuan seemed to notice Chu Tianxiong as well. With concern on his face, he said, "Senior Brother, you should be careful lately. The Sign of Bloody Calamity around you is growing thicker and thicker."
He felt that Chu Tianxiong was not far from death.
He just did not know upon whom this Sign of Bloody Calamity would fall.
Chu Tianxiong's expression turned even uglier. "Hmph, you should worry about your Junior Sister Jiang Ran instead. In my opinion, she is the one with a Sign of Bloody Calamity."
"Oh? Is that so? Then I should divine for Junior Sister Jiang Ran too." As Qi Yuan spoke, he seemed to genuinely take Chu Tianxiong's words seriously.
She was an ordinary cultivator, yet lately auspicious light had emerged around her, as though some happy event was about to occur.
After looking her over, he turned to Chu Tianxiong. "My divination tells me that Junior Sister Jiang Ran seems to have a happy event approaching.
"How about you go kowtow to Junior Sister Jiang Ran and borrow some of her good fortune? Maybe your Sign of Bloody Calamity will be driven away."
Qi Yuan spoke with utmost sincerity. He was genuinely considering Chu Tianxiong's well-being.
"You..." Chu Tianxiong was furious. In the end, he flicked his sleeve and left, too lazy to continue talking with Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan sighed. "A dog bites Lü Dongbin, unable to recognize a good man's heart."
As he spoke, he carried the Yellow Flower Fruit and prepared to return to Seven Colors Peak.
His master had thought so much for him; he had to show some filial devotion.
"Senior Brother Qi Yuan, thank you." At that moment, Jiang Ran walked over. Her eyes were still somewhat red.
Today, Chu Tianxiong had made trouble for her, and she had been terrified.
In the end, Senior Brother Qi Yuan had stepped forward and helped her.
Qi Yuan froze for a moment. "Thank me for what?"
"Thank you, Senior Brother Qi Yuan, for getting me out of that situation. You even said that... Chu Tianxiong had a Sign of Bloody Calamity, angering him until his fury attacked his heart." Saying this, Jiang Ran felt somewhat relieved.
Qi Yuan smiled. "What I said was true. He has a Sign of Bloody Calamity.
"What a pity. That man refuses to listen to advice. If he had kowtowed to you, perhaps the Sign of Bloody Calamity really would have disappeared.
"People should listen to advice. I once knew someone who was especially good at listening to advice, and in the end, he became a major streamer."
Listening to Qi Yuan's incoherent nonsense, much of the gloom in Jiang Ran's heart dissipated. "Senior Brother, you are really interesting."
But then she thought of something, and her expression turned solemn. "Senior Brother, you must be careful of Chu Tianxiong. He is ruthless and vindictive, repaying every tiny grievance. Lately... try not to leave the sect."
"What is there to fear from a mere Chu Tianxiong? One slash, and I'll chop off his dog head, fulfilling his Sign of Bloody Calamity." Qi Yuan spoke casually.
Jiang Ran knew Qi Yuan was unreliable, but she still said, "Chu Tianxiong is a Foundation Establishment expert. Moreover, he gave his wife to Black Chicken Old Demon as a concubine. Because of this, he is especially favored in the Black Mountain Sect. No matter what, Senior Brother, you must be careful."
Qi Yuan raised an eyebrow. "I never expected that fellow to wear a hat on his head. He is quite safety-conscious."
After finishing his conversation with Jiang Ran, Qi Yuan left while holding the Yellow Flower Fruit.
Jiang Ran watched his retreating figure and sighed softly. "With a first-grade Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object, perhaps five hundred years from now, Senior Brother may enter the Divine Infant realm. I wonder whether... I will still be alive by then."
Black Chicken Old Demon was like dense storm clouds pressing down on her heart.
And that arrogant, domineering, cruel, and savage Chu Tianxiong was an even sharper thorn, making every Shinguang Sect disciple, Jiang Ran included, loathe him.
After all, Chu Tianxiong's crimes in Rong City some time ago had yet to receive any punishment.
And upon learning that the Black Mountain Sect group had chosen to spend another night in Rong City tonight, Jiang Ran felt even more furious—and even more powerless.
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