Exchange Tournament

Lu Ren was stunned after hearing this, then asked in confusion, "Why should I sever my master-disciple relationship?"

Zhao Yi shook his head and smiled. "Do you really not understand, or are you pretending not to? The Saintess is the Saintess of Jiangyun Kingdom. Countless favored sons of heaven pursue her. If you were a genius, that would be one thing, but you're a Scrap Bloodline, shamelessly clinging to the Saintess's side. It won't do you any good!"

"You want to pursue my master too?"

Lu Ren shot back.

Zhao Yi's expression froze. "Of course not. I know my own worth!"

Though he thought highly of himself, there was still an enormous gap between him and Yun Qingyao. Whether in status, position, or strength, they were not even from the same world.

Among Jiangyun Kingdom's younger generation, only those three were qualified to pursue Yun Qingyao!

"If you're not pursuing my master, then my affairs with her aren't yours to meddle in. And what's wrong with my Scrap Bloodline? I was the first to enter the sect and the first to open a Spiritual Aperture!"

Lu Ren sneered.

Zhao Yi opened his mouth, only to discover that he had no idea what to say. This was nothing like what he had imagined.

He had thought Lu Ren would know when to advance and when to retreat. Instead, Lu Ren used being the first to enter the sect and the first to open a Spiritual Aperture to throw his words back at him, catching him completely off guard!

Were those two things even worth boasting about?

After taking a deep breath, Zhao Yi said stiffly, "Lu Ren, if the Saintess hadn't taken you as her disciple, a Scrap Bloodline like you would have no right to enter Qingyun Sect, much less stand beside me!"

Lu Ren could not help but sneer. This Zhao Yi was simply picking a fight for no reason. They were neither related nor acquainted. What Lu Ren wanted to do had nothing to do with him.

"Do you know why my grandmother lived to be one hundred and three?"

Lu Ren suddenly asked.

"Hm?"

Zhao Yi was taken aback.

"Because she never meddled in other people's business!"

Lu Ren said coldly.

"You!"

Zhao Yi forcibly suppressed his anger. If he had not coveted Lu Ren's identity, he would have taught Lu Ren a lesson even within the sect.

Lu Ren smiled. "You'd better worry less about my affairs with my master. Tomorrow is the exchange tournament for new disciples. You should prepare properly and win glory for our sect. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first!"

With that, Lu Ren turned and left the Dining Hall.

Zhao Yi's face flushed crimson, and he trembled all over with rage.

In his view, Lu Ren only dared to be so arrogant because Yun Qingyao protected him.

If Yun Qingyao had not taken him as her disciple, Lu Ren, with his Scrap Bloodline, would have long vanished into the crowd. There was no way he could ever have turned things around.

"Senior Brother Zhao Yi, that Lu Ren truly doesn't know what's good for him. You kindly reminded him, yet he refused to appreciate it!"

The girl behind him said indignantly.

Zhao Yi snorted. "A dog borrowing a man's power, that's all!"

"Senior Brother Zhao Yi, in this exchange tournament, we can only rely on you to contend against that Sixth-grade Bloodline genius!"

Another youth spoke up. He admired Zhao Yi greatly and flattered him.

Zhao Yi said proudly, "Before I even opened a Spiritual Aperture, I followed my father across the land. I have been to Silent Ridge in Jiangyun Kingdom and the Black Dragon Sea. I personally witnessed my father battle a Green Phosphorus Flood Dragon. At our most dangerous moment, my father and I went without food or water for three days and three nights just to ambush a Blood Fang Wolf. What does that Sixth-grade Bloodline genius have to compare with me?"

"There is a gap between our bloodlines, and I've opened one fewer Spiritual Aperture than he has. But he is merely a flower raised in a greenhouse. Compared to me, who has killed three people and personally chopped off a Green Phosphorus Flood Dragon's horn, he cannot bring out much strength at all."

Hearing Zhao Yi's words, the two of them wore looks of deep admiration.

Zhao Yi had truly been tempered through life-and-death trials. He might not necessarily lose to that genius from Imperial Dao Sect.

When the morning sun broke free from the clouds and shone over the entire Qingyun Sect, all of its disciples boiled with excitement.

Although Qingyun Sect had lost the exchange tournaments for the past several years, that did nothing to curb their curiosity. More than anything, they wanted to see Imperial Dao Sect's Sixth-grade Bloodline genius for themselves.

At that moment, a massive arena had already been erected on the enormous square before the Martial Hall. The area around it was packed with people and buzzing with excitement.

Nearly all inner and outer disciples had come to watch and see just how strong the newly admitted disciples truly were!

When Lu Ren arrived at the square with the Fire Spirit Sword on his back, it was already a sea of people. From time to time, the sound of air being torn apart rang out overhead as figures descended like a swarm of locusts.

The lively atmosphere shot straight into the clouds!

I never expected a sparring exchange between new disciples to draw so many people!

Lu Ren was secretly astonished.

It was his first time witnessing such a scene.

"Lu Ren, come to your master's side!"

Just then, Yun Qingyao's voice rang out.

Following the sound, Lu Ren saw Yun Qingyao seated high up in the VIP section, with more than a dozen elders sitting beside her.

Two disciples, one man and one woman, were also standing in the VIP section.

They were Zhao Yi and Yang Rong, the two most gifted among the newly admitted disciples.

When Zhao Yi saw Lu Ren walking up the steps, he said in a strange, mocking tone, "So the third of the Entry-level Triple Wastes has arrived!"

Yun Qingyao said gravely, "Zhao Yi, do not humiliate my disciple!"

"Elder Yun, I wasn't the one who said it. He joined Senior Sister Qin Yu's team with the Entry-level Twin Wastes for training, so those senior brothers jokingly called them the Entry-level Triple Wastes!"

Zhao Yi said with a smile.

"Master, Triple Wastes is fine. I was a Scrap Bloodline to begin with!"

Lu Ren did not care in the slightest.

However, Yun Qingyao's gaze swept toward Zhao Yi, and she said coldly, "Zhao Yi, apologize to my disciple at once. Otherwise, do not blame me for making you lose face in public!"

Zhao Yi's expression turned extremely ugly. Reluctantly, he said to Lu Ren, "Junior Brother Lu Ren, I was in the wrong just now. Please forgive me!"

"Hehe, it's nothing!"

Seeing Zhao Yi's appearance, Lu Ren secretly felt delighted.

Having a master to protect me really feels great!

"Lu Ren, go pay your respects to the elders!"

Yun Qingyao said.

"Yes!"

Lu Ren walked before the elders, clasped his hands, and said, "Disciple Lu Ren pays his respects to all elders!"

The Grand Elder stroked his beard. Seeing the Fire Spirit Sword on Lu Ren's back, his clouded eyes lit up. "Lu Ren, could it be that you have already cultivated Elder Yun's Celestial Phenomenon Sword Skill?"

Lu Ren nodded. "Yes. Master taught me with great care, and I have already cultivated two forms!"

"Hahaha, good!"

The Grand Elder laughed loudly. Being able to cultivate two forms was already enough.

Yun Qingyao revealed a trace of embarrassment. She had not expected her disciple to be so skilled at boasting. He had clearly only cultivated the basic sword techniques.

At this point, it no longer mattered.

As long as her disciple went on stage to issue a challenge, it would count as a success.

Before long, the crowd suddenly stirred. An elder of Qingyun Sect was leading an old man and three youths over.

The old man had golden hair and a golden beard, both hanging wildly around him. He looked like a lion.

Behind him were three youths, one man and two women, all around seventeen years old. The young man was handsome and slender, with a longsword on his back, giving off a sharp and fierce aura.

To the handsome youth's left stood a valiant-looking girl dressed in black training robes. The girl on his right wore a green dress. She was beautiful and carried herself with aloof pride.

"Elder Xie, it has been a year. Have you been well?"

The Grand Elder rose to his feet and greeted him with a smile.

"Hahaha!"

Elder Xie Kuang laughed several times. "Elder Meng, I heard that your Qingyun Sect accepted a Scrap Bloodline as a new disciple, and that you even intend to have him spar with my sect's disciples. Do you really think he is Ancient Emperor Tuoshe? That your Qingyun Sect can nurture him into someone great?"