Chapter 82: The Great Competition of Aristocratic Families (I) Seeing Chu Yu again, still not giving up! Beat...
The sponsor of this family competition was the Nan family. When Bei Liyuan and his Bei family arrived, most of the major families had already arrived. The key rankings for the reshuffle were mainly the top twenty, and the rankings below were almost useless. Therefore, there were only seventy families that actually participated in the competition.
The Nan Family cultivator who was in charge of welcoming guests stepped forward and said, "Master Bei Family, please proceed to the sign-in area with the other participating cultivator."
Bei Liyuan nodded: "Elder Zheng, why haven't you seen Elder Li?"
Zheng Yun asked the people around him, but no one knew. He then bowed and said, "The Patriarch can go ahead. After we find Elder Li, I'll go with him to the sign-in area."
Bei Liyuan followed the Nan family cultivator to the sign-in area. The cultivator introduced himself to the person at the sign-in area, who then handed Bei Liyuan a pen. "Master Bei, just sign your name here."
Bei Liyuan took it and thanked him. Just as he was about to start writing, the man asked again, "Is Patriarch Bei alone?"
Bei Liyuan said softly, "The other person will come later."
The man put away the sign-in book. "I'm afraid that won't work. To make it easier for the competition host later, each family's two contestants will be paired together. Therefore, everyone from each family must be present before signing in. Patriarch Bei, please wait until that person arrives before signing."
Bei Liyuan returned the pen to the monk.
Another half-minute passed when Elder Zheng hurried over: "Master, we've looked everywhere, but we can't find Elder Li."
"Why hasn't Patriarch Bei entered yet?"
The head of the Wang family came over with the Wang family cultivators. After signing in, he looked at Bei Liyuan and smiled, "Could it be that the Bei family really can't find two people?"
Zheng Yun said coldly, "Don't worry, Patriarch Wang. Elder Li will be here soon."
"Oh? Elder Li? But that Elder Li Tong? I heard last night that the Nan family welcomed a new elder with the cultivation level of a semi-saint, and it seems his name is also Li Tong. Do you think it's the same name or just a coincidence?"
Zheng Yun's heart tightened and he looked towards Bei Liyuan worriedly, wondering if Elder Li had turned against him at the last minute.
Patriarch Wang smiled and said, "I advise Patriarch Bei to make plans soon. I doubt Elder Li will be able to wait any longer. Well... but given the Bei family's current situation, how can we find another person with high cultivation to participate in the competition in such a short time?"
Zheng Yun clenched his fist: "It's you..."
Patriarch Wang interrupted, "Hey, Li Tong went to the Nan Clan, but that has nothing to do with me. Besides, at this point, instead of dwelling on the cause, we should think about how to resolve the current situation. By the way, for safety reasons, all participants in this year's competition must be at least a Semi-Saint. Patriarch Bei, I'll go in first."
"No one informed us of this rule in advance! Where can we find a second person?" Zheng Yun said anxiously.
Bei Liyuan took the pen from the monk again and signed his name. To him, it made no difference whether the other person signed or not. "Elder Zheng, let's go inside."
Zheng Yun's face was filled with worry. "But... Master, do you really want to participate alone?"
Bei Liyuan nodded: "Let's go."
Zheng Yun clenched his fists: "It's all my subordinates' fault for not doing their job well. I should have done it earlier..."
"The other party did it on purpose. It's unavoidable. It's okay."
Not long after the two left, Li Youyang hurried over. The monk who was in charge of the signature book hurriedly stood up and bowed respectfully: "You... Youyang Divine Lord."
Li Youyang nodded slightly and glanced at the autograph book casually: "Why do other families have two people, but the Bei family only has one?"
The monk briefly explained what had just happened.
Li Youyang raised his pen and was about to sign his name next to Bei Liyuan, when the cultivator hurriedly said, "Lord Youyang, wait a minute."
Li Youyang looked at the monk, thinking he was going to stop him, but the monk took out another wolf-hair brush and handed it to him: "You...you use this one."
Li Youyang: ...
"Could you please leave me a calligraphy?"
Li Youyang:?
"Oh, that's right. I've heard about your deeds since I was young and I admire you very much."
Li Youyang understood and said coldly, "Okay."
After signing, Li Youyang walked into the South Family. In order to conceal his identity, he transformed himself a little and blended in with the cultivators of the North Family.
The monk carefully put away Li Youyang's calligraphy. He felt that he had made a great profit today. He was originally indignant about being assigned such a hard task, but he did not expect that he would have the honor to meet Lord Youyang, talk to him for a few words, and leave his calligraphy. It was all worth it in this life.
Just as he was thinking about it, Fu Guangjun and a monk from the Jun family came over. The monk was startled and said, "Fu Guangjun, are you also coming to participate in the competition?"
Fu Guangjun looked coldly: "Why, my Jun family can't participate?"
"No, no."
After signing, Fu Guangjun brought the Jun family members in.
The cultivator looked at Fu Guangjun's back. With Fu Guangjun's participation, one of the four great families would definitely have a place this year. The North family had Youyang God in charge, not to mention the Li family, which was full of masters. The Chu family heard that the young master Chu had made another breakthrough. In comparison, the South family was more dangerous. It seemed that they had to consider other ways out.
…
After entering, the Nan family deliberately connected the seats of the Bei family with theirs. When they saw the people from the Nan family coming out, Bei Liyuan and Li Youyang were both stunned.
Nan Liujing is not dead!
"Master Bei, there's no need to be so surprised. I'm not that loser that Nan Liujing is. My name is Nan Qingfeng, and I'm Nan Liujing's twin brother."
The aura was indeed different, but even if it was really Nan Liujing, he would not be his opponent now. Bei Liyuan's eyes turned cold.
Nan Qingfeng scoffed, "Why is Patriarch Bei alone today? Why isn't the Youyang Divine Lord, who drives Nan Liujing crazy, here?"
"Master, something's up..."
"Something? I'm afraid you're too proud to come. It seems that Youyang Divine Lord treats you just like this. I remember that when Nan Liujing was alive, Youyang Divine Lord secretly solved many troubles for him. Now he's leaving you to fight alone. Bei Liyuan, I advise you to leave Youyang Divine Lord as soon as possible, otherwise you might end up like Nan Liujing."
Bei Liyuan smiled.
Nan Qingfeng frowned: "What is Patriarch Bei laughing at?"
Bei Liyuan said softly, "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself. Although Nan Liujing is a bit extreme, he still has good taste. Although you have the same face as him, your taste is really hard to describe. I'm afraid that most people won't find clothes the color of shit like yours."
"you!"
Bei Liyuan continued, "I now understand why the Nan family only sent Nan Liujing to the Guanhe Sword Sect even though they were twins. It's because your taste is truly unworthy of a noble family, and the Nan family despised you for being shameful."
Nan Qingfeng clenched his fist: "I didn't go to Guanhe Sword Sect because I was seriously ill at the time..."
Bei Liyuan interrupted: "Nan Qingfeng, this name is good, tsk tsk, what a pity."
"What a pity?"
Bei Liyuan said nonchalantly, "It's a shame that such an elegant name makes the person look so vulgar. Fortunately, it was Nan Liujing who was sent to Guanhe Sword Sect by the Nan Family. If it had been you, I'm afraid my master and I wouldn't have had this fate."
"What do you mean by that?"
"The fact that you asked this question proves that my judgment is correct. You are too stupid. If Master were to teach you, he would probably be pissed to death. You are truly not even a little bit worse than Nan Liujing."
Nan Qingfeng clenched his fists tightly. Being compared to the twins was destiny. He missed the chance to go to Guanhe Sword Sect because of the serious illness. From then on, he became a foil to Nan Liujing. Everyone knew that Nan Liujing was a man of extraordinary grace, but no one knew that he, Nan Qingfeng, also had extraordinary talent.
As time went by, he began to envy and even hate his brother. He hated it most when others compared him with Nan Liujing. Now that Nan Liujing is finally dead, there are still people who say that there is a huge difference between him and Nan Liujing.
"Really? I'll prove later that Nan Liujing is not as good as me."
"Oh? How can a stupid person prove that he is not stupid?"
"I'll just kill you. I've accomplished what Nan Liujing couldn't do. Doesn't that prove I'm better than him?"
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"Fellow Daoists, the Aristocratic Family Competition is about to begin. As the organizer, I would like to explain the rules of the competition to you. There are seventy-three participating Aristocratic Families and one hundred and forty-six participating cultivators. We will draw lots to determine our opponents. After confirming our opponents, both parties can discuss the method of fighting. It can be one-on-one or two-on-two, but the winner will be determined in one round. After the first round of fighting, the loser will take a break, and the winner will continue to the second round. And so on. It will end when a family is selected to be among the four major Aristocratic Families. The remaining families will be ranked in order by the number of games they have won. They will then enter the challenge round. All Aristocratic Families can challenge the ranked ones, including the top four, until the ranking is stable. The drawing of lots will begin now."
Bei Liyuan drew the Chu family in the first round, and the people from the Chu family who came on the field were also old friends, Chu Yu and the Chu family elder Sun Jun, both of whom had the cultivation level of semi-saints.
Chu Yu looked at Bei Liyuan. When they first met, he was just a naive child who hadn't yet established his foundation. Now, he was already a capable and independent patriarch. How things really change. "Patriarch Bei, it's been a long time since we last met."
Bei Liyuan frowned slightly. He had not forgotten that Chu Yu coveted his master. He hummed coldly.
Chu Yu hesitated for a long time before finally asking, "Master, are you okay?"
Bei Liyuan's eyes turned cold. What? He hadn't given up yet and was still thinking about his master!
Chu Yu clenched her fists slightly and continued, "I heard about Cheng Yanjun's death, but I believe he must still be alive. Have you looked for him?"
Bei Liyuan said coldly, "Fellow Daoist Chu, he has no destiny with you. Let go of your thoughts as soon as possible."
Chu Yu lowered her eyes, then saluted Bei Liyuan, and the two sides began to fight.
Half a minute later, the two people from the Chu family were seriously injured and left the scene, especially Chu Yu, who was unable to get out of bed for half a year. Even so, before leaving, he still inquired about Li Youyang's news again.
Bei Liyuan ignored him and returned to his seat.
Chu Yu was a little puzzled as to why Bei Liyuan was so hostile towards him.
Seeing that Chu Yu still didn't seem to give up, Sun Jun tried to persuade her, "Young Master, they have already become Taoist companions, so please don't bother her anymore."
"Become a Taoist couple?"
Sun Jun nodded. "Young Master was in seclusion before and didn't know. After Cheng Yanjun was struck to death by lightning, You Yang Shenjun's soul attached itself to Cheng Yanjun. Now You Yang Shenjun has returned and has become a Taoist partner with Bei Liyuan."
"You Yang Divine Lord! You mean he is You Yang Divine Lord!"
Sun Jun continued, "Young Master, you can't deal with an existence like Youyang Divine Lord... Young Master, you should just give up."
Chu Yu smiled sadly. No wonder he was able to be wiped out with just a formation back then. It turned out that he was the peak immortal master Youyang Divine Lord. How could he be worthy of such a figure?
But I don’t know where the love comes from, and it is so deep that it cannot be let go just like that. Well, I will just bury this love in my heart.
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