The Lingxiao Pavilion had won the wager with just twenty or thirty people against tens of thousands. This had undoubtedly caused a huge stir throughout the Immortal Realm, and no one dared look down on the Lingxiao Pavilion anymore. After the challenge, countless people came to visit, asking to join the Lingxiao Pavilion, but Ling Tian turned them all down. After all, there was no way to guarantee that they weren't spies from other major powers. For the safety of the Lingxiao Pavilion's members, Ling Tian and the others couldn't let them join just yet.
Two days after the challenge ended, the competition returned to normal, and Ling Tian led the Lingxiao Pavilion members in continuing to participate.
Having witnessed Ling Tian and the others' strength, the Immortal Realm's cultivators were full of confidence about this year's battle between realms. Hoping to gain an advantage in the battle, countless people entered the competition. This left Ling Tian and the others utterly helpless. With so many participants, they had to wait longer between each of their matches.
That was right—the intervals between Ling Tian and the others' matches were long, sometimes stretching to dozens of days. Fortunately, as time passed, more and more people were eliminated, and their wait gradually grew shorter.
Time drifted by, and several years passed in the blink of an eye.
At last, after several years, Ling Tian and the others completed their challenges. Perhaps having witnessed the Lingxiao Pavilion members' abilities, most opponents Old Man Ling and the others faced surrendered of their own accord. At most, they put up a token fight.
Old Man Ling and the others passed their challenges without a hitch and became official members, much to Ling Tian's delight.
All twenty or thirty members of the Lingxiao Pavilion passed their challenges.