Chapter 285: Tough Yao Xin

Flying Dragon City.

With the arrival of the twelve sects from the Central Region, the atmosphere began to become tense.

The monks who came to watch knew that the most intense battle had begun.

According to the rules of previous years, the first competition is the battle between the foundation-building monks.

The ten foundation-building cultivators are all in the late foundation-building stage.

Opponents are determined by lottery, and they compete against each other in pairs.

The battle between these ten late-stage foundation-building cultivators was very intense, and the cultivators watching were also very excited.

However, for the sects in the Central Region, the Foundation Establishment cultivators cannot show their talents. But that does not prevent them from having extremely outstanding players. They will have an impression of them in their minds and wait until the next Domain War Competition to observe them.

After three hours, the battle of the foundation-building cultivators came to an end.

Su Ke from Mount Liuhe won the first place among the foundation-building cultivators, and the disciples from Mount Liuhe present cheered immediately.

Unfortunately, these disciples did not know that the Nascent Soul masters who came from the Central Region sects in the sky were frowning slightly at this moment.

"The Chengshan Region is running out of stamina."

"There were a few good candidates in the previous two sessions, but the talents and strengths of the ten foundation-building disciples this time are average. I'm afraid there won't be any good candidates in the next Domain Son Competition."

With the eyesight of these Nascent Soul masters, they could tell at a glance that Su Ke was able to win because of the strength of his spiritual weapon.

Spiritual weapons are also part of a cultivator's strength, and no cultivator would deny this. But the key issue is that for these Nascent Soul powerhouses, they want to choose talented disciples rather than those who rely on external objects to win.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators rely on top-grade spiritual weapons to defeat their opponents, but what about the Golden Core Stage?

"I'm afraid these sects in Chengshan Territory have made a mistake. Do they think that as long as we win a place in the Territory Master Competition, we will definitely be accepted as disciples?"

The Nascent Soul powerhouses of the twelve sects were communicating with each other through their spiritual consciousness at high altitude. After watching the competition among these Foundation Establishment cultivators, they no longer had any expectations for the next Chengshan Domain Prince Competition.

"It should be said that the first five hundred years were the time when Chengshan Domain's luck exploded, which gave rise to geniuses like Chu Ning and Zhao Qin. However, Chengshan Domain is only a lower domain after all, and its luck will eventually decline. I'm afraid that this generation will be beaten back to its original form."

"It seems that I am afraid I will be disappointed this time."

The competition among the foundation-building cultivators made the people from these sects lose most of their interest in the upcoming battle for the domain sons in the Golden Core Realm.

"All Jindan monks come on stage to draw lots!"

A Nascent Soul expert from Chengshan Domain appeared on the domain battle stage, and as soon as he finished speaking, ten Golden Core cultivators came on stage together.

"Hey, there are actually people in the early stage of Jindan."

"He was able to make it into the top ten in the early stage of the Golden Core Stage. Could it be that another genius has emerged in the Chengshan Region?"

The moment Qingwei stepped onto the stage, the spiritual consciousness of these powerful men from the twelve sects all fell on Qingwei.

Among the other cultivators who are all in the late Jindan stage, Qingwei's early Jindan stage stands out.

Qing Wei's appearance piqued the interest of these people again.

"The drawing is complete. Show your lot and choose your opponent."

Qing Wei glanced at the stick in his hand, which had the character "Bing" engraved on it. When the other young man who got the stick with the character "Bing" saw that his opponent was Qing Wei, a hint of joy flashed across his face.

As early as three days ago, the top ten had already been revealed. He also learned about the other nine opponents, and finally came to the conclusion that he had the best chance of winning only against Qing Wei.

Qingwei was able to enter the top ten largely because of good luck, because the opponents Qingwei met were only in the middle stage of the Golden Core, and he has not encountered anyone in the late stage of the Golden Core yet.

Although there is no age limit for the Domain Son Competition, those late Jindan cultivators who are already in their twilight years will not participate.

Because even if you win a good ranking, those sects in the Central Region will not look down on you. This is also an unwritten rule of the Domain Son Competition.

Therefore, there were only about twenty late Jindan cultivators participating in each session, but this time there were only eighteen late Jindan cultivators. It just so happened that the eighteen late Jindan cultivators all faced each other, allowing Qingwei to take advantage of the opportunity.

An early Jindan can easily defeat a middle Jindan, but that's nothing. You have to know that the late Jindan and middle Jindan are two completely different concepts. The man is confident that he can easily defeat Qingwei, so that he can save his strength to deal with the next opponent.

"In the order of A, B, C, D, and E, come up and fight in pairs."

As soon as the Nascent Soul expert finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot, and Qing Wei and other contestants also withdrew, leaving only two late Jindan contestants who drew A lots.

The battle between the two late Jindan powerful cultivators was very exciting for the onlookers, but for the Yuanying powerful cultivators, it was just so-so, ordinary and without too many highlights.

After two consecutive games, the Yuanying powerhouses from Chengshan Domain also smiled bitterly. They realized that what Yao Xin said was right. The quality of the players in this Domain Son Competition was much lower than the previous two.

In the previous two sessions, popular contestants had already emerged at the end, but this time, among the ten contestants, no popular contestant has emerged yet.

The absence of a popular player means that the strength of the top ten players is not very different. In this case, it is impossible to attract the attention of the sects in the Central Region.

"Looking at it this way, Qing Wei is the most popular one."

A Nascent Soul expert gave a bitter smile. Qing Wei's popularity was not because those onlookers thought that Qing Wei had the ability to win the championship, but because of Qing Wei's appearance.

The third game.

Qing Wei comes on stage.

Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her face remained expressionless.

"It's good enough for Fellow Daoist Qing to have come this far, but we can only stop here."

The opponent looked at Qingwei and smiled slightly, but Qingwei did not respond. The monks watching at the scene did not think that Qingwei was too arrogant. Instead, they thought it was normal for Qingwei not to respond.

From the first game till now, Qing Wei has not spoken a word to his opponent.

"Fellow Daoist Qing is in the early stage of the Golden Core, so you should strike first."

Seeing that Qing Wei did not respond to him, Deng Zhiyan had a hint of annoyance in his eyes. He was quite arrogant for an early Jindan cultivator.

Qing nodded slightly, and the next moment she lowered her head, with her long fluttering hair suddenly wrapping around Deng Zhiyan.

"It's just a trifle."

Deng Zhiyan chuckled, put his hands together, and shouted, "Kill!"

Lines of spiritual energy transformed into long swords and slashed at the flying long hair.

But the next moment Deng Zhiyan's face changed. These spiritual swords failed to cut through the hair. Seeing this, Deng Zhiyan slapped his storage bag, and ten flying swords flew out of it, each of which was a top-grade spiritual weapon.

"go!"

Ten flying swords formed a sword formation, whistling and slashing towards the hair.

The next moment, the monks watching below were in an uproar. When these spiritual swords were about to fall on the hair, part of the hair entangled the swords like water plants.

Whoosh! The remaining long hair had reached Deng Zhiyan at this moment. A spiritual light shield appeared on Deng Zhiyan's body, but this light shield was like a bubble in front of the long hair, and it was broken as soon as it was stabbed.

In just three breaths, Deng Zhiyan was completely wrapped in hair, and from a distance he looked like a huge black cocoon.

Ten breaths later, the long hair was suddenly retracted, Qingwei's delicate head was raised back to normal, and Deng Zhiyan's figure appeared, but he fell on the stage and fell into a coma.

hiss!

The scene was silent.

No one expected Qingwei to win the game so cleanly.

The remaining contestants looked at Qing Wei with fear. Deng Zhiyan was quite strong, but even if they faced Deng Zhiyan, they would have to fight hard to win. How did Qing Wei do it? If they faced Qing Wei, how would they deal with these terrifying hairs?

The remaining contestants were thinking at this moment, and in the yard, Yao Xin and others also became serious in expression.

"I have never seen this method in Chengshan Territory."

"This woman's hair is not magic, it is indeed body-growing hair. How did she do it?"

In the sky, the eyes of the strong men from the twelve sects were shining.

"Is this woman following the path of body refinement?"

The horizons of these Nascent Soul masters are much broader than those in Chengshan Domain.

In the world of monks, there are some monks who specialize in body training. These monks rarely use spiritual tools and magic weapons. They focus on training their own bodies, making their bodies comparable to magic weapons.

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Body-refining cultivators are a small circle in the world of cultivators. Since cultivation is extremely difficult, most cultivators will not take this path. But once they succeed, they will be almost invincible in the same realm.

"Body cultivator, my Five Elements Sect wants this man."

"Why are you from the Five Elements Sect joining in the fun? The Five Elements techniques you practice have nothing to do with physical cultivation. Our Qingxiao Sect happens to have physical cultivation. This girl is the most suitable to join our Qingxiao Sect."

“Qing Xiao Sect has the nerve to talk about physical cultivation. If I remember correctly, the two physical cultivation disciples of your sect haven’t even made a breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage. If this girl goes to your Qing Xiao Sect, she will only be delayed by you.”

…

These twelve sects knew each other and started to sabotage each other.

Many cultivators in the Lower Domain feel that the sects in the Central Domain are superior, but that only applies to their Lower Domain disciples. When facing fellow Central Domain disciples, there is no difference between these Central Domain cultivators and Lower Domain cultivators.

Qing Wei's performance has conquered these twelve sects. Even though the competition for the Domain Son has not yet ended, these twelve sects have already thought about recruiting him.

At this moment, it is natural to strike back at competitors without any perseverance.

The game continues.

Half an hour later, the top five were decided.

"Everyone, there's nothing to see. Except for Qing Wei, the other four in this class are not good enough."

"There's no need to compete any further. Let's just stop here."

A strong man spoke up, and this man was recognized by the other eleven families. According to the rules of the Chengshan Domain's Prince Competition, there would be a three-day break after this battle, and then the second round, and then the final.

But these twelve strong men obviously didn't want to waste time. At this moment, one of the middle-aged men walked out of the flying boat and his figure appeared above the heads of all the cultivators in Feilong City.

"No need to compete anymore. We have already decided that only Qing Wei can be accepted into our school this time. All other contestants will not pass."

The man's words caused an uproar below, and the faces of Yao Xin and others in the yard suddenly turned ugly.

The Domain Son Competition is the largest gathering of talents in Chengshan Domain, but now it has been called worthless by the sects in the Central Domain, which has dealt a huge blow to the contestants in particular.

Although the original purpose of the Domain Son Competition was indeed to allow the talented disciples of Chengshan Domain to show themselves among the sects in the Central Domain, these sects did not leave any room for Chengshan Domain.

On the ring, the other four contestants who advanced to the top five also had gloomy faces at this moment, especially at this moment when there were so many onlookers. These monks' eyes fell on them, making them feel humiliated.

"Qingwei, I am the elder of Feiyun Peak. Are you willing to join my Feiyun Peak? I have three powerful gods in charge of Feiyun Peak."

The middle-aged man who was speaking didn't care about the thoughts of the cultivators in Chengshan Territory at all. His eyes fell on Qingwei with a smile.

"Feiyun Peak has powerful spirit masters, and we have them in Xuanhe Cave as well. We also have body cultivation elders in Xuanhe Cave who can give you guidance on your cultivation."

The other powerful men from the twelve sects could no longer sit still and walked out of the flying boats one after another, all staring at Qingwei with burning eyes.

Being stared at by these twelve late Nascent Soul stage powerhouses, Qing Wei showed no fear at all, nor was he excited about being valued by the Central Region sects. His expression remained indifferent.

"I want to go to Danyu."

Qing Wei looked up at the twelve Nascent Soul powerhouses and expressed his innermost thoughts.

In an instant, the twelve fell silent.

Because none of them are from Danyu.

The Dan Domain sects rarely take the initiative to go to the lower domains to recruit disciples, because the Dan Domain has the Xinhuo Hall assessment, and talented alchemists will take the initiative to go to the Dan Domain.

"Are you an alchemist?"

"no."

Qing Wei shook her head. She was not an alchemist, but she still wanted to go to the Alchemy Realm.

"If you are not an alchemist, you can't go to the Alchemy Realm."

Yin Yunyuan patiently explained that it was Qingwei's talent that shocked them. If it were anyone else, they would have given up on him long ago.

The faction from the Central Region coming to the Lower Region to recruit disciples is a great blessing to the cultivators in the Lower Region. How could they be allowed to be picky?

"Did the fellow Taoists from Chengshan Territory fail to explain this clearly to the disciples of this Territory?"

The Nascent Soul expert from another sect looked towards the small courtyard where Yao Xin was, with dissatisfaction in his words.

The dissatisfaction expressed by the Nascent Soul experts was very obvious. We came to Chengshan Region to select disciples because we think highly of Chengshan Region. How could you, the Nascent Soul experts, not even give any instructions to these contestants beforehand?

"Fellow Daoist Yao, how should we respond?"

All the Nascent Soul cultivators in the yard looked at Yao Xin. The dissatisfaction of this late Nascent Soul cultivator brought them considerable pressure.

Yao Xin was also a little helpless. Just as he was about to explain, his ears suddenly pricked up slightly, and then the uneasiness on his face disappeared.

"Fellow Daoists, you have come from afar to watch the competition for the Domain Sons in my Chengshan Region. On behalf of all the cultivators in Chengshan Region, I would like to express my welcome. However, since you have interrupted the competition rashly, shouldn't you also give me an explanation for this?"

Yao Xin's voice spread throughout the city, and her words not only stunned the Nascent Soul cultivators in the yard, but also stunned the strong men from the twelve sects.

"Fellow Daoist Yao?"

The old men around Yao Xin looked at Yao Xin with incredible eyes. They didn’t know why Yao Xin said this?

Wouldn't this offend the twelve sects? If the twelve sects walked away in anger, would it still be meaningful to hold the Domain Son Competition in the future?

What’s more important is that these are twelve powerful Yuanying late stage masters.

The moment she finished speaking, Yao Xin felt the pressure. She was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and the gazes of these twelve people in the late stage of the Nascent Soul made her breathing quicken.

But thinking of the person who sent him the message, Yao Xin's heart gradually calmed down, and he said again: "If you want to accept disciples, then wait until the Domain Son Competition is over. If you don't want to accept disciples, you can leave now."

(End of this chapter)