"It's quite lively, but thankfully it has nothing to do with me."
Han Xuanji sat quietly on a cloud platform, with Immortal Lord Yunmiao, Elder Qingmu, Su Ming, and others beside him.
Su Ming is the direct disciple of the head of the Pill Lineage and a highly anticipated prodigy. Many people believe that he has a chance to enter the top three of the Heavenly Immortal and compete with many other prodigies.
In addition, Purple Firmament Peak also sent several geniuses at the True Immortal or even Profound Mystic Immortal level. These people had been in the sect for a long time and usually either went into seclusion or traveled around. Therefore, Han Xuanji was not familiar with them, and many of them were even meeting him for the first time.
"Senior brother, are you really not participating?"
Su Ming was somewhat curious.
Although he knew Han Xuanji's temperament, it was always good to get involved in such an important matter.
The rewards offered by the sect are enough to drive people crazy.
"I will not participate."
Han Xuanji said helplessly once again.
"Oh."
Su Ming nodded, without saying anything more.
If Han Xuanji doesn't participate, then he'll have to perform seriously and not let his master and senior brother down.
"You..."
Immortal Lord Yunmiao's gaze fell on Han Xuanji, and he smiled helplessly, shaking his head gently.
Suddenly I realized I had been overthinking things.
My disciple's composure is beyond my wildest imagination.
Despite receiving such a generous gift from the sect, he was still able to remain so calm and composed.
He originally thought that Han Xuanji might change his personality after receiving the sect's reward, becoming more flamboyant, or even bringing disaster upon himself because of his special abilities.
But upon closer inspection, nothing has changed.
He even absurdly thought that if the sect were ever in danger of collapse, this kid would probably be the first to slip away quietly and still live a good life.
Having such a disciple is truly worry-free, but his lack of a sense of belonging to the sect leaves him, as the master, with mixed feelings.
Han Xuanji paid no attention to his master's meaningful gaze, lost in his own world.
"As expected, quite a few people have been influenced by demonic thoughts and have unknowingly become ' Devil Race spies'..."
Han Xuanji's gaze sharpened slightly.
These people possess extraordinary cultivation and hold high positions of power. The demonic thoughts deep within their hearts are difficult to detect, but they cannot escape the detection function of his system.
"To have infiltrated so deeply and involved so many forces, the Devil Race certainly have some clever methods."
Han Xuanji felt a slight chill run down his spine.
He saw a foreign cultivator chatting and laughing with others, whose mind was actually deeply affected by demonic thoughts, much more severely than that of Immortal Lord Sacred Forest.
There was an ancient clan member dressed in fine clothes, with an elegant demeanor. He seemed refined and charming, but in reality, he was also possessed by Heart Devil.
Immediately, his gaze was drawn to the Golden Crow Divine Race.
The elder leading the group was quite old, with a simple and ancient face. He wore a crimson-gold robe embroidered with a three- Golden Crow totem. His eyes seemed to flow with the Solar True Fire, and his aura was as deep as the sea. He was a powerful Golden Immortal.
The young man beside him was even more dazzling, wearing a golden battle suit, his hair as brilliant as burning gold, his face handsome yet carrying an innate arrogance, his eyes seemingly containing two suns, burning intensely.
Their information came to mind in Han Xuanji's eyes.
[ Jin Yuntian: Seventh level Golden Immortal, Elder of the Golden Crow Divine Race, appointed by the Golden Crow Clan Chief to protect the clan's prodigies.]
[ Jin Zizai, a third-level Mystic Immortal, is an unparalleled genius of the Golden Crow Divine Race. He intends to suppress many other geniuses, vie for the Immortal Dao destiny, and dreams of becoming a powerful member of the Demon Race Heavenly Court.]
" The Demon Race... actually intends to establish Demon Race Heavenly Court?"
Han Xuanji was startled, but then understood.
Although the Demon Race is scattered, it is powerful. If the Golden Crow Divine Race Clan were to take the lead, they might very well accomplish something great.
But that would create chaos.
Various factions within the Immortal Dao, such as the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace, also do not want the ancient Heavenly Court to return.
After all, no one wants to be ruled by a colossus. Demon Race plot, Devil Race lurk, various forces converge, and undercurrents surge...
This Seven Lineages Martial Competition is indeed more than just a contest between the younger generation.
Just as Han Xuanji was pondering, a voice rang out.
"Brother Yunmiao, a thousand years have passed since we last met, and your charm is even greater than before."
Han Xuanji looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old man in a blue Daoist robe who had quietly approached him at some point.
The old man had a gaunt face, deep eyes that seemed to hold the Starry Sky, and a faint smile on his lips.
His aura was ethereal, and at first glance he seemed to be just an ordinary Golden Immortal.
"Brother Wanxing, it's been a long time."
Immortal Lord Yunmiao responded with a smile.
"And the people from the Star Palace..."
Han Xuanji looked at a figure in the distance and was slightly startled.
[ Daoist Ten Thousand Stars: Seventh Level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, an elder of the Star Palace, currently searching for the reincarnation of the Sovereign Ziwei. He plans to find a prodigy with a celestial destiny to join the Star Palace at the Seven Lineages Martial Competition of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace.]
" Taiyi Golden Immortal..."
Han Xuanji's gaze sharpened slightly.
The Star Palace seems to be a very well-hidden force; he hadn't been able to find any relevant information about it before, but perhaps his authority wasn't sufficient.
I wonder if Master knows the other party's identity.
The Seven Lineages Martial Competition will begin soon.
Su Ming and the others also left this place. Before leaving, Su Ming specifically said:
"I won't let my senior brother down."
With those words, Su Ming confidently left.
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Han Xuanji looked puzzled; what did this have to do with him?
On the cloud platform.
Several figures, their auras ethereal, gazed upon the crowd.
"We, the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace, wonder which individuals will emerge victorious."
"Immortal Venerable Yuheng said calmly."
The position of Ten Great True Disciples disciples in this generation requires not only to overpower those within the Heavenly Palace, but also to outdo the geniuses outside.
"The next generation may be even more amazing."
Immortal Venerable Tianji said.
They deduced that the glimpse they saw in the future was a view of many scenes, and this was also the shared idea of many powerful beings in the upper realm.
The practice of guiding those destined for great fortune is not unique to the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace; some other sacred celestial sites do the same.
The Buddhist Order forces have ancient Buddhas descended to earth, Demon Race races have primordial beings that have been sealed away to this day.
Moreover, as far as they knew, cultivators with various star-level destinies were also beginning to emerge in large numbers.
The next Seven Lineages Martial Competition will be the time for these prodigies to truly shine.
"The world is undergoing frequent changes; this is a great struggle, a challenge, but also a great fortuitous opportunity..."
Immortal Venerable Tianji's gaze seemed to pierce through the ages, glimpsing many figures from the future.
Upon hearing this, the figures all seemed to be deep in thought.
"Perhaps, there is a possibility of attaining the Daluo in this world."