Zhao Ziyi's casual remark completely shattered Qi Tai's confidence.
He repeated, in a daze:
"They never placed their hopes on me..."
The surrounding monks stood silently in place, without saying a word.
Song Chen gave the last treasure to Ren He and Wang Sanjing.
Then he looked at Qi Tai and said calmly:
"Before I came here, I promised Dean Pei that I would lead Xianhe Garden to win first place in the Immortal Realm Grand Competition."
Your help has never been a consideration for me.
This grand competition in the Immortal Realm marks the point in the original novel, "The Peerless Demon of Immortal Cultivation," where Zhao Ziyi dies.
He must turn the tide and prevent Zhao Ziyi from being killed.
He spent two years planning for this.
This was solely to ensure the plan would go perfectly.
He wouldn't gamble with Zhao Ziyi's life.
Therefore, they didn't care at all about Qi Tai's conspiracy.
Because he was absolutely certain of victory.
A voice suddenly rang out in the quiet, winding corridor:
"What are you all standing there for? Gather in the front hall!"
Eight Nascent Soul elders appeared together and walked towards the front courtyard.
The cultivators followed suit.
After a cup of tea.
Everyone at Xianhe Garden has assembled.
Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Ziyi and Song Chen found several Golden Core stage cultivators.
They all had talismanic marks on their hands.
Zhao Ziyi distributed the treasures to them.
The Golden Core cultivator's eyes were filled with surprise and delight as he eagerly changed into his robes.
This robe costs 230 gold coins. Apart from the core disciples of major sects, no one has ever worn it.
Several Nascent Soul elders looked at Song Chen and exclaimed in admiration, "Song Chen is truly generous."
With a single move, they unleashed the magical treasures and talismans of over forty people.
They all wanted to rob Song Chen.
At this moment, the people in Xianhe Garden were clearly divided into different groups.
One group was a team of cultivators dressed in magnificent attire, led by Song Chen.
One group consisted of monks dressed in academy uniforms, led by Qi Tai.
Time's up.
Elder Sun Meng waved his hand, and a formation flag rose into the air, instantly growing larger.
This is Elder Sun Meng's own flying artifact.
Elder Sun Meng lightly touched the ground with her toes and flew into the air. She hugged the flagpole of the array flag with one arm and shouted:
"Everyone, come up quickly."
The other elders were speechless.
"Sun Meng, stop using your flying artifact."
"The students were clinging to the flagpole like a bunch of bananas; it was so embarrassing."
Elder Sun Meng frowned. "You all praised my flying artifact before."
An elder covered his mouth and laughed:
"Haha, it's cool to be alone, but it's not so dignified to be in a group."
Finally, a Nascent Soul elder took out a huge lotus leaf-shaped flying artifact.
Everyone jumped onto the lotus leaves together before setting off.
In the air, Song Chen saw many forces gathering from various places and heading towards the mountains of Zhuoyangchuan.
The enormous shadow cast by the flying artifact streaked across the ground and mountains.
The wind howled, and everyone's robes fluttered wildly.
Song Chen stood on the edge of the lotus leaf and looked down.
He had heard before that Zhuoyangchuan was the largest city on the Tianyan Continent, but he was somewhat skeptical at the time.
But now, seeing the rolling mountains beside Zhuoyangchuan, he believed it.
The mountains of Zhuoyangchuan are lush and verdant, covered with ancient and ancient giant trees.
Song Chen could even sense powerful demonic beasts lurking in the dense forest.
Song Chen frowned, somewhat puzzled. How could such a powerful demonic beast be kept in the dense forest?
They flew swiftly through the vast forest and stopped at the edge of the mountains.
Looking down, Song Chen saw a wide platform beneath the flying artifact.
The platform is so complete that it looks like a section left after cutting away an entire mountain.
The height of the lotus leaves gradually decreases.
Song Chen saw the entire cross-section clearly, and it was covered with a large array.
If you count them carefully, there are several thousand battle flags alone.
He exclaimed in surprise, "What kind of formation is this that requires such a huge array of flags to support it!"
The lotus leaf is getting closer and closer to the platform.
"Everyone can go down now."
After the Nascent Soul Elder finished speaking, the cultivators jumped off their magical artifacts and landed on the platform.
As they fell, the sight of their clothes sparked a discussion among the other cultivators on the platform.
"Who are these people from? Half of them are wearing second-grade golden silk robes."
"I don't know, but this sect is incredibly wealthy!"
"I went to the robe shop and saw that a second-grade silk robe costs at least 20 gold."
"This money would be better spent on some medicinal pills; it's such a waste to buy clothes."
"Tch, what's the use of such flashy but impractical attire?"
As the group from Xianhe Garden landed on the platform, a bright light suddenly appeared above them.
The three large characters read "Twenty-nine".
Song Chen looked up, somewhat puzzled.
Zhao Ziyi nudged him, "Song Chen, look ahead."
He looked ahead and saw a huge water curtain reflecting several lines of text.
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Immortal Realm Grand Competition Ranking List
1. Kunxianlou (困仙楼).
Second: Wanjian Manor.
Three: Langya Academy.
...
29: Fairy River Garden.
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It turns out that their Xianheyuan Garden really is ranked in the lower middle range.
Led by the elders, Xianheyuan gathered at the edge of the platform.
Waiting for the Immortal Realm Grand Competition to begin.
The surrounding cultivators, upon seeing the enormous number "29", all turned to look at the water curtain, trying to determine which faction these people belonged to.
"Holy crap! It's from Xianhe Garden!"
"Why is someone from a small faction dressed so well?"
"You don't understand, this is the faction Song Chen belongs to! Haven't you ever heard of Song Chen?"
"I'm currently in seclusion. Who is Song Chen? Tell me about him!"
"Let me start with Song Chen blowing up the cruise ship..."
The arrival of Xianheyuan sparked a huge discussion in the square.
Countless cultivators looked in this direction, searching for Song Chen's figure.
One young man even boldly walked over.
A young man in red robes approached the group from Xianhe Garden, sword in his arms, and loudly asked:
Who is Song Chen?
"That's me." Song Chen frowned, not understanding what this young man was doing here.
The young man in red's eyes lit up when he saw Song Chen:
"I've heard you're fond of sword cultivation. If I become your Daoist partner, will you give me 680,000 gold?"
It seems that everyone knows that Song Chen gave the money to his Daoist partner.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ziyi glared at Song Chen and transmitted his voice:
"Look at all the trouble you've caused with your love life!"
Song Chen was both amused and exasperated. He hadn't done anything wrong; he was being framed.
To appease Zhao Ziyi, Song Chen, with a cold face, said to the young man in red:
"No! However, if you say that Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi are a match made in heaven, I can give you a Jianling Pill."
The young man in red's eyes lit up, and the words came out without his mouth.
"Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi are a match made in heaven!"
Song Chen smiled slightly and tossed him a Qi-Boosting Pill, saying, "Shout louder, and I'll give you more."
The young man in red is a sword cultivator; he probably lives a rather austere life.
Now there's an easy job that makes money, and I take it very seriously.
The young man in red used his spiritual energy to spread these words throughout the vast platform.
All the monks heard one sentence:
"Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi are a match made in heaven!"
Song Chen nodded in satisfaction and handed over a white jade bottle:
"There are 10 Jianling Pills inside."
The young man in red excitedly took the white jade bottle and asked:
"If I bring my friends tomorrow, will you still give me Jianling Pills?"
After thinking for a moment, Song Chen realized that he still had tens of thousands of low-grade and mid-grade Qi-building pills, which should be enough for him.
So he nodded and said:
"Sure, call your friends tomorrow and shout together."
The cultivators of Immortal River Garden, all poor sword cultivators, turned to look at Song Chen:
"Actually, we can shout too."
Song Chen: "..."
At this moment, Li Wantian, who had just disembarked from his flying artifact, heard the shout and felt slightly displeased.
I have a feeling that I've lost something important.
He always felt that Zhao Ziyi shouldn't be with Song Chen.
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