Testing the Waters
The fact that they were able to become official deathmatch fighters proves that their performance in the first three rounds was not bad; otherwise, they wouldn't have chosen to continue down this path.
Therefore, among the sixth round of deathmatch participants, none of them will be too weak in terms of talent.
Even if one's talent isn't high at the beginning, after several rounds of Deathmatch Showdown, one can at least accumulate ten or twenty points of talent.
This means that, given their decent aptitude, it's not too difficult for these deathmatch fighters to join the Immortal Sect.
Lu Bai guessed that quite a few deathmatch fighters would probably be mixed in with this Dao Commencement Assembly.
That is indeed the case.
Standing in a good vantage point, Lu Bai scanned his surroundings and indeed saw many titles suspended in mid-air.
This made him itchy to grab all the points immediately.
Fortunately, Elder Wang didn't let him rest. He took out a communication talisman from his storage ring and handed it to Lu Bai.
"Lu Bai, you can take the disciples to the manor to familiarize them with the environment. I'm going to catch up with some old acquaintances. Let me know if there's anything I can't handle."
After giving his instructions, Elder Wang truly acted like a hands-off manager, ignoring everything else.
They parted ways with the disciples of the Qingwang Sect and quickly disappeared from Lu Bai's sight.
"Senior Brother Lu Bai, the direction Elder Wang went... seems to be towards a gambling den."
A plump-looking disciple of the Qingwang Sect stared blankly in the direction Elder Wang had left.
Fatty Feng knew that Elder Wang's reputation within the sect wasn't very reliable, but to just give a few perfunctory instructions and then disappear seemed a bit too unreliable, didn't it?
Among their group of disciples, there were no senior disciples with deep experience. The only one who had participated in the previous Dao Commencement Assembly was Fatty Feng himself.
Moreover, Fatty Feng mainly broadened his horizons in the previous term and coasted along in the team, so he was fully aware of what he should do next.
The dozen or so Qingwang Sect disciples present looked at each other, and finally turned their gaze to Lu Bai.
At least, in the eyes of these disciples, Lu Bai was the most suitable candidate, considering his qualifications, cultivation level, and the arrangements made before the elders left.
No one cared at this moment that, as a disciple who had only been a student for a week, Lu Bai was, strictly speaking, their junior brother.
Lu Bai reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the deathmatchers and looked at the Qingwang Sect disciples before him, saying, "Since things have come to this, let's eat first."
Purple Cloud Villa, though called a villa, is actually a large city with hundreds of thousands of people living there.
Finding a restaurant in the city isn't difficult.
The mortals living in this city had long heard about the upcoming grand gathering of immortals, and those with a bit of business acumen prepared in advance, finding all sorts of strange and unusual things to sell.
After all, mortal currency is of little use to cultivators, so they tend to be quite generous with their money.
Thanks to the efforts of ordinary people, the streets are bustling with traffic and people, making it a lively place.
Lu Bai, leading a dozen or so disciples of the Qingwang Sect, ignored the roadside stalls and went straight to a restaurant located next to the main road.
Their attire clearly indicated they were fellow disciples from the same immortal sect, so no one would be foolish enough to provoke them.
The waiter greeted them warmly, bowing and scraping throughout, emphasizing humility.
This restaurant is indeed in a good location; besides ordinary people, you can also see quite a few young cultivators coming and going.
"Have almost all of the most outstanding young people in Xuanzhou gathered in Ziyun City?"
"That's right, things are about to get interesting."
"It's a pity. If it were the Dao Seeking Assembly, that would be truly intense."
"The Dao Commencement Assembly is also quite impressive. Don't forget, the outstanding talents who shine in the Dao Commencement Assembly have basically become the backbone of the major immortal sects. From this assembly, we can also see the development of the major immortal sects over the next few decades."
"Come on, it's already set in stone. What changes could there possibly be? In the end, it's all about the young disciples from Jiange, Lingxian Sect, Taishi Sect, and the major holy lands putting on a show."
After listening for a while, Lu Bai withdrew his attention and focused on the delicious food on the table.
The conversation was mostly meaningless and lacked substance; it wasn't even as detailed as what Sect Master Yuxu Zi had explained to him.
I thought this meal would pass peacefully, but clearly, someone didn't want Lu Bai to have it so easy.
A group of young men dressed in crimson Daoist robes arrogantly entered the restaurant. Seeing the diners who had finished eating and drinking and were about to leave, they did not dodge or avoid them, but instead forcefully pushed their way through, causing a commotion at the restaurant entrance.
It was obvious they were disciples of a powerful sect; the person who was hit could only accept their bad luck and swallow their anger as they walked around them.
The leader was a muscular young man with short hair that looked like steel needles in the sunlight.
He looked around and finally settled his gaze on Lu Bai and his group, who were sitting around two tables.
He then led his men to the table, slapped the Desktop, chuckled, and said, "Still eating? Didn't Changfeng come to the Dao Commencement Assembly this time? Are you afraid?"
Lu Bai glanced at him and felt that this person was like a raging fire, making no attempt to hide his arrogance and conceit.
Of course, he wasn't particularly emotionally affected by the other party's provocation; he simply looked curiously at one of the dark-skinned young men.
Judging from the title on the young man's head, Lu Bai quickly realized that the conflict was most likely instigated by this death fighter.
That's not surprising.
As they entered the city, not only was Lu Bai observing, but these death fighters mixed in with the various immortal sects were also keeping an eye on others.
Since deathmatchers are inherently in a competitive relationship, it's natural to need to understand which deathmatchers are more troublesome.
Lu Bai, however, would not be ignored by the fighters.
Ultimately, the Deathmatchers have only been in this world for a week. In such a short time, some of them have already risen to the point where they can lead teams. Regardless of their motives, any Deathmatcher who observes Lu Bai will want to test him first.
Although Lu Bai wasn't angry, the other disciples of the Qingwang Sect wouldn't tolerate someone so brazenly humiliating their sect's senior brother.
Fatty Feng slammed his hand on the Desktop, abruptly standing up, his voice carrying a hint of warning. "Fellow Daoist, haven't you gone too far?"
To his surprise, the burly man in the lead completely ignored him, seemingly thinking he was unworthy to speak to him, and instead swept his oppressive gaze over each of the Qingwang Sect disciples.
"Your Qingwang Sect is truly getting worse with each generation. Who's leading this time? Don't you dare step forward?"
Such an arrogant attitude quickly aroused the resentment of those around him.
A boy who had been sitting quietly in a corner on the second floor suddenly raised his voice and shouted in dissatisfaction, "The Yuhuo Cult is still so arrogant. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were the holy land."