"What's so funny? Not everyone has a lineage and money like those family scions." Beneath the stage, Liu Qiaogui's face flushed crimson as he glared fiercely at the disciples watching and laughing.
In truth, Chen Huai'an had considered using this Challenge Tournament to acquire a suitable weapon.
He had several daggers in his possession, but those were things that could not see the light of day. Using them in battle might draw the attention of someone observant, and that would be troublesome.
He could buy one with Spirit Stones; weapons were sold at the trading fair. But the problem was that he was a new disciple without any powerful backing. If he rashly spent a large number of Spirit Stones on equipment, he would likewise attract attention.
That was why Chen Huai'an had chosen to face his opponent with a wooden blade. If they wanted to laugh, then let them laugh. Once the Challenge Tournament was over, as long as he revealed a little of his ability and brought out things that matched his strength, no one would keep their eyes on him.
That was also why Chen Huai'an wanted to participate in the Challenge Tournament.
If he wanted to keep a low profile, there was nothing worth hiding for a servant disciple. If he wanted to lie low, he should do so after becoming an Outer Sect disciple.
Outer Sect disciples all had independent cave abodes, unlike servant disciples, who shared a courtyard with several others. He could choose a place rich in spiritual energy and build a cave abode there, then do some planting or breeding around it. When the time came, anything good he produced would have a source, and he would not have to worry about someone with ulterior motives coveting it.
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