In the end, He Shilin and his two companions resigned themselves to their fate and squeezed into the crowd to compete with everyone else for talismans.
Meanwhile, Gu Xiaochui had already sat down on the ground and was happily collecting spirit stones.
Yun Jing and the other three were instead pushed to the outside.
As the four of them looked at Gu Xiaochui sitting casually on the ground, a familiar figure flashed through their minds.
Yun Jing opened his mouth, "Don't you guys think his back looks a bit like someone?"
The other three nodded silently.
Isn't this how their master always looks when he plunders other people's storage rings?
Gu Xiaochui really did inherit the true skills...
...
Meanwhile, outside the simulated battlefield...
The onlookers were all dumbfounded as they watched the scene displayed on the teleportation tablet.
Someone pointed at the memorial stele and asked, "What are they doing?"
"Can't you see that? Aren't they all buying the talismans from Gu Xiaochui?"
"Nonsense, of course I can tell they're buying talismans, but why would they buy talismans out of the blue?"
Once everyone has entered the simulated battlefield, the elimination rounds will officially begin.
Instead of preparing for the upcoming challenges, these people are busy buying talismans from Gu Xiaochui of Rongling Sect?
What kind of crazy move is this?
The other person replied, "What a coincidence, I'm also very curious about this. You're asking me, but who am I supposed to ask?"
“I know why they’re buying talismans,” someone suddenly interjected.
Everyone else present was taken aback and looked at the person who had spoken.
"Why?"
The man looked at Yun Jing in the memorial stele, "Because of Yun Jing's suona."
He was also present during the trip to the Soul Cave.
He still vividly remembers Yun Jing's captivating suona music.
"A suona?" The others didn't understand what he meant. "What does this have to do with a suona?"
"I'm not talking to you guys anymore. This teleportation monument isn't soundproof. I need to find something to plug my ears right away." Too lazy to explain, he hurriedly ran off after saying that.
Others: "...?"
...
With so many talismans sold, Gu Xiaochui made a fortune, his eyes crinkling into slits with laughter.
He seems to understand his master a little now.
The feeling of plundering spirit stones from others... is simply amazing!
Just as Gu Xiaochui put away the spirit stones, a huge stone tablet suddenly rose from the ground on the empty and silent grassland with a loud 'boom,' appearing in front of everyone without warning.
The stone tablet is very tall, looking like a majestic small mountain.
In the crowd, someone pointed at the stone tablet and shouted, "Look! There are words on the stone tablet. It says it's the first level. The first level of the simulated battlefield has begun!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
Three large, gilded characters appeared on the stone tablet: "First Level".
Below the large characters are some smaller characters, which seem to describe the content of the first level.
As the eldest disciple, Yun Jing stepped forward to take a look at the contents.
But he had only taken two steps when a hand pressed down on his head. Qi Yufei pulled him back and said, "You don't know many words, so let us read them to you."
Yun Jing: "..."
He is no longer illiterate!
He can already recognize a lot of words, okay?!
Shui Yuanzong stood right next to their Ronglingzong. Zhu Haohao looked at the contents of the stone tablet and exclaimed in surprise, "A draw for a duel? Does this mean we're going to fight each other?"
The inscription on the stone tablet is roughly as follows.
To test their overall combat capabilities, they need to draw lots, just like in the previous competition between the sect leaders. Any two sects that draw the same number will have to fight each other.
Only the winning sect can successfully advance to the next level.
The losing sect will be eliminated in the first stage.
Incidentally, there are a total of 2,317 participating sects.
Therefore, one sect will be left alone.
In other words, if someone draws a lone sign, their sect will not have to participate in the duel, but will directly enter the next stage.
Through the teleportation stele, people outside the simulated battlefield could also see the content of the first level of the challenge on the stele.
Some discontented voices arose from the crowd.
"This is the first round of the elimination tournament this year? Isn't the elimination tournament supposed to be about teamwork and synergy?"
"In that case, isn't it still a contest of strength? Wouldn't those people from Rongling Sect be getting a huge advantage? That Ling Mo is a Nascent Soul cultivator!"
"Exactly! Any sect that goes up against Rongling Sect is doomed!"
Some countered, "How can this not be a competition of teamwork and coordination? Isn't teamwork the most important thing in team battles?"
"It's not like you only lose to Rongling Sect. Don't disciples from ordinary sects also have little chance of winning against disciples from the five major sects?"
"Besides, Ling Mo is good because he's talented. If you're afraid of being crushed, then don't participate in the competition."
The speaker was a young female cultivator.
Ning Lingling squeezed next to her, tilted her head back, and gave her a thumbs up.
"Hey girl, I'll give you a thumbs up."
Although I'm not praising her.
But she was praising her third senior brother!
This girl has such great taste!
The female cultivator's eyes lit up the moment she met Ning Lingling's gaze.
"I know you. You're also Sect Master Rong's disciple, right? Um, could you please have your master sign my autograph? I really... really admire her so much. She's simply a role model for us female cultivators, and she's my idol!"
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