Time flew by, and the selection day arrived quickly.
Thump!
As the earth awoke, a resounding bell pierced the sky, heard by all living beings in the city.
"It's about to begin!"
"Elder selection, Dao Seed competition, who will prevail?"
The entire city was in an uproar, extremely excited. Such a grand occasion was quite rare, and every time it was held, it was extremely lively. In terms of excitement, it was no less than the selection of True Disciple, and it was absolutely not to be missed.
In fact, many Martial Artists from the distant border of Qingling put aside their affairs and came specifically to observe.
People from several nearby Dao system also came to join in the fun.
"This is a grand event for Qingling, but unfortunately I was too late and couldn't get a ticket."
"I didn't manage to get any either. Who would have thought that Qingling's tickets would sell out in just fifteen minutes?"
Many people were quite disappointed, having traveled a long way to witness the selection of elders, only to find they couldn't buy tickets and had to leave with regret.
Jiang Ping and three others walked out of an inn.
It should have been a busy morning, but the streets were deserted, with hardly anyone around.
Clearly, the spectacle was incredibly captivating, drawing a large crowd of onlookers.
Knock knock!
Suddenly, a violent shockwave tore through the sky, and everyone looked up to see several towering arenas high in the clouds.
"This is a contest between the Peak Dao Seed cultivators. The Sword Fighting Platform must be spacious enough for each Dao Seed to unleash their full potential."
"That's enough, let's go!"
Ji Wushuang said something, and then they took to the air and headed straight for the arena.
At this moment, Jiang Ping looked up and saw that the arena was surrounded by countless Martial Artists, all of whom were spectators, and the number of them definitely exceeded ten million.
This was only because Qingling Palace restricted the number of people allowed to ascend to the heavens to watch the competition; otherwise, there would have been even more onlookers.
Zhou Taohong.
Ye Qingyun ascended to the clouds and pointed to a Martial Artist on one of them.
She was a beautiful woman who was completely hidden in Black Robe. She had an oval face, almond eyes, cherry lips, and a petite figure. She was expressionless, had a cold temperament, and seemed to keep people at a distance.
"The injury hasn't healed."
Lin Zhizhen and found that the other person's face was unusually pale. Obviously, although Zhou Taohong had escaped from the hands of the Five Thunder Hall successor, she was still injured and had not yet recovered.
"Great opportunity! You two should try to make it into the top three."
Ye Qingyun said hopefully.
Lin Zhizhen turned to him. "Are you sure you still want to participate?"
Ye Qingyun nodded and said, "Let's test our swords across the land and see the quality of the various Dao Seeds."
Ding-a-ling~~~
The four hadn't been chatting in the sky for long when a Martial Artist rang Dao Bell.
"It's started, you guys go ahead."
Lin Zhizhen said, and then she left first, going to the audience seats with a Female Dao Seed she knew.
Jiang Ping and the other two then walked to Zhou Taohong's vicinity.
Jiang Ping looked around and found that there were about two hundred people participating in this elder selection, which was a considerable number.
In fact, there are only a few top contenders, and the elders' spots will most likely be filled from among them.
However, if one can perform on stage and showcase their talents, even if they don't become Guest Elder, they still have a chance to join the ranks of those elders or True Disciple, which can be considered a disguised way of joining the Qingling Palace.
"Sword Fighting Platform Number One, Sequence Three, Sequence Nine."
"Sword Fighting Platform Number Two, sequence..."
"Sword Fighting Platform Number Three, Sequence Number Twenty-One, Sequence Number One Hundred and Eight."
Soon after, as the Chief Clerk spoke, calling out the Dao Seed who would take the stage, this lively selection event officially began.
Ye Qingyun, who was chatting with Jiang Ping, had a slight change in expression. He was the contestant in Sequence 108.
"Good luck."
Ji Wushuang spoke, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit. Clearly, having been here for some time, he was eager to compete with the other Daoist Dao Seed.
"You brute."
Ye Qingyun curled his lip. He didn't have such a strong fighting spirit. His main goal was to test himself. He had been Peak expert for many years, but he had never actually fought against Dao Seed outside his sect.
Call out!
Ye Qingyun drew his sword and stepped onto the stage. A short while later, he stepped off the stage with a smile, looking quite spirited.
Behind him, a young man with a bruised and swollen face looked angry and somewhat agitated.
It wasn't that they were unconvinced, but rather that the battle had lasted for far too long, a full quarter of an hour.
When masters clash, the battle is swift. On the other two Sword Fighting Platform, three groups of people have already fought, but this one is fighting rather suffocatingly, as Ye Qingyun has not even had a direct confrontation with him.
Why is nobody talking about me?
Ye Qingyun, who had been smiling, changed his expression again, because despite his initial victory, almost no one in the audience mentioned him.
"Everyone came here expecting something exciting and exhilarating, but your fight was too boring."
Ji Wushuang admitted that he felt like closing his eyes and resting while watching.
Then, with the entrance of another person, he perked up.
Zhou Taohong!
With everyone's attention focused on it and the crowd in a frenzy, one of the top contenders took to the stage.
However, considering her injury, many people looked worried, wondering if she could hold on.
On the second Sword Fighting Platform, Zhou Taohong stood still. She had taken off her Black Robe and, as her name suggests, was wearing a bright red dress.
She drew her sword, waiting for her opponent to step onto the stage.
A moment later, a man dressed in blue appeared on the second Sword Fighting Platform, causing an immediate sensation.
"That's a disciple of considerable renown in the Qingling Palace, second only to the two Dao Seed who have reached the Perfected Form and Spirit within the inner sect."
Someone identified the man in blue.
Everyone was quite excited. One was injured and his strength should be reduced, but the other was not to be underestimated. Many people felt that his strength could rank among the Top Five in this selection of Dao Seed.
Sulfuric acid!
When the starting bell rang, Zhou Taohong was the first to move. With a single sword strike, she unleashed a desolate Great Era, and in a daze, everyone seemed to see Mountains and Rivers shattered into pieces.
"It seems his injuries have had a significant impact on him. He immediately used the Great Destruction Sword, indicating his desire for a quick victory and not wanting to give his opponent a chance to prolong the battle."
Experts have provided commentary.
Thump!
At that moment, the man in blue also made a move, cleaving open a section of the Sky Curtain with his sword. Dao Pattern were spread throughout the sky, accompanied by heavy stars rolling down one after another.
"The Five Elements reveal Yin and Yang. This man in blue cultivates the Great Yin Yang, pursuing the Way of the Star Chart's transformations, and has already mastered more than 20% of the Order."
"It's a pity that the blue-robed man's cultivation time was too short. If he were given another ten years, his physical body would break through its limits, and his strength would probably soar to the top two."
"What are you saying? Why didn't you give Zhou Taohong time? If her Undying Physical Body, is there any comparison?"
The crowd buzzed with discussion, even Ye Qingyun looked at Ji Wushuang:
"Brother Ji, this is Dao Seed from the same path as you. It's said to have extremely high talent, and although it's ten years younger than you, it has already reached the Spirit Wander Realm, Ninth Heaven."
Ji Wushuang expressionless, showing no sign of emotion.
Boom!
A deafening roar echoed from the second Sword Fighting Platform, which was now completely obscured by dense Dao Pattern.
The two exchanged over a thousand blows in a short period of time, but surprisingly, Zhou Taohong's wish for a quick victory was dashed, as she was unable to defeat her opponent for the time being.
"The difference in Order between 20% and Thirty percent isn't significant. If the blue-clad team can hold on, they might even win."
From within the Yun Duo, a Qingling disciple participating in the selection chuckled softly.
In terms of overall strength, the man in blue was still inferior, and before long his body was covered in sword marks.
Zhou Taohong appeared spotless and unharmed, but soon her face turned even paler, she staggered, and coughed up blood.
"It really triggered the old injury; there's hope for Blue!"
Many members of the Qingling Sect were excited; compared to the outsider Zhou Taohong, they hoped their sect members would win.
Just as the battle between the two reached its climax, a winner was decided on Sword Fighting Platform, and the Chief Clerk elder spoke up:
"Sword Fighting Platform Number One, Sequence Six, Sequence Sixty-Six, take the stage."
Jiang Ping withdrew his gaze and said softly:
"My turn."