Harder Than Climbing to Heaven? Agreed!

Chen Changqing paid no heed to the astonishment around him, his thoughts racing.

"Hmm?"

"The Ten Great Sect Competition?"

"Could it be the Grand Tournament held by the ten great holy sons of the righteous path?"

"Top three?"

"Do they really think so little of me?"

After pondering briefly, Chen Changqing suddenly turned to Chen Yuan beside him and asked:

"Master."

"What exactly is this Ten Great Sect Competition?"

"Your disciple had never heard of it before."

Hearing Chen Changqing ask this, Chen Yuan could not help but freeze for a moment, finding it both laughable and exasperating.

His disciple truly cared about nothing all day long.

He had not even heard of the greatest event on the Jiuzhou Continent.

Before Chen Yuan could answer, Lu Tian stared at Chen Changqing in disbelief and said:

"I say, little martial nephew."

"You... what have you been doing all day?"

"You seem completely ignorant of everything outside!"

"You have not even heard of a grand event like the Ten Great Sect Competition?"

Hearing Lu Tian's words, Chen Changqing smiled somewhat awkwardly and scratched his head.

"Little martial uncle."

"You know that ever since I returned to Shushan Holy Land, I have either been basking in the sun and sleeping or walking the dog."

"How would I have time to care about anything else?"

Lu Tian was stunned. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but found himself at a loss for words.

At that moment, Chen Yuan's gaze sharpened. He looked at Chen Changqing solemnly and said:

"Disciple."

"This Ten Great Sect Competition is a Grand Tournament held by the ten great sacred lands of the righteous path."

"It can be considered the foremost grand event on the Jiuzhou Continent."

"It is held once every hundred years!"

"At present, there