Eight-school Martial Arts Competition

Early the next morning.

Li Changfeng, Xiao Ming, and others, led by a steward of the Qingtian Sword Sect, headed towards the foot of the mountain.

As he walked, Li Changfeng looked at Lin Feng and Wang Hao with surprise.

"How did both of your auras suddenly reach the Mid Danhu Realm?" Li Changfeng said in astonishment, "Have you both advanced?"

At these words, Lin Feng and Wang Hao looked at each other simultaneously.

Then Lin Feng nodded and said, "I had a celestial inspiration last night and successfully advanced."

"I also advanced to the Mid Cultivation Level," Wang Hao said truthfully.

After speaking, a look of surprise appeared in the eyes of both Lin Feng and Wang Hao.

"This kid Wang Hao actually broke through his Cultivation Level too. It seems this guy isn't simple either..." Lin Feng gave Wang Hao a deep look, thinking to himself.

"Lin Feng, like me, broke through to the Mid Danhu Realm overnight. This shows that he is also extraordinary," Wang Hao thought silently.

Li Changfeng didn't know what they were thinking, but after confirming their Cultivation Levels, his face immediately bloomed into a smile like a chrysanthemum.

After their breakthroughs, the Spirit Sword Sect's chances of winning increased a little.

Of course, whether they could have the last laugh still depended on the strongest, Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming's expression was calm, like an ancient well without ripples.

He was already mentally prepared for Lin Feng and Wang Hao's advancement, and furthermore, their improvements were probably more than just a simple increase in Cultivation Level.

According to the original opportunities, after Wang Hao's Cultivation Level increased, he also obtained the Heaven-rank saber technique, Dragon Slaying Art.

And Lin Feng also mastered the Heaven-rank physique, Great Sun Fire Body.

The strength of these two had increased by more than just a little compared to before!

Of course.

Even if their strength surged, they couldn't compare to the overwhelmingly powerful Xiao Ming.

After some thought.

Xiao Ming activated the viewing function, and immediately, Lin Feng and Wang Hao's recent opportunities appeared one by one before him:

Lin Feng's Recent Opportunity One: During the Eight Sects Tournament, there is a very high probability of obtaining an azure spirit lotus seedpod, thereby acquiring a (incomplete) azure lotus sword seed!

Recent Opportunity Two: After the tournament, he successfully gained the favor of a female Elder of the Qingtian Sword Sect, subsequently entering the Qingtian Sword Sect and becoming an Inner Sect Disciple... Wang Hao's Recent Opportunity One: During the Eight Sects Tournament, there is a certain chance of obtaining a (incomplete) azure lotus sword seed.

Recent Opportunity Two: After the tournament, he joined the Qingtian Sword Sect and became an Inner Sect Disciple...

After Xiao Ming finished reading their recent opportunities, he narrowed his eyes.

Whether it was Lin Feng or Wang Hao, they both only had two recent opportunities, the second of which was basically a repeat, both involving joining the Qingtian Sword Sect and becoming an Inner Sect Disciple, just in different ways.

However, the first opportunity was very different!

Lin Feng had a very high probability of obtaining an azure spirit lotus seedpod, thereby acquiring an incomplete azure lotus sword seed.

But Wang Hao, like Xiao Ming, only had a certain chance.

"It seems the problem lies with that so-called 'azure spirit lotus seedpod,'" Xiao Ming mused, "Although I have no proof, that lotus seedpod must be related to the azure lotus sword seed!"

Thinking this, Xiao Ming secretly resolved that he must get his hands on that lotus seedpod!

A quarter of an hour later.

Everyone arrived at the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a huge Arena, which was currently packed with people, mostly from the Qingtian Sword Sect, but also from other branch sects.

Among them were Zhou Tianquan of the True Martial Sword Sect and the three disciples behind him.

Shen Bingqing, one of those three disciples, saw Xiao Ming and the others arrive and glared fiercely at Xiao Ming, her eyes filled with hatred and intense killing intent.

Xiao Ming was fearless, his gaze shot straight back, and he simultaneously made a throat-slitting gesture.

Its meaning was self-evident!

"Hmph!" Shen Bingqing snorted coldly, and a faint, ethereal ice-element aura emanated from her body.

If it wasn't for the fact that it wasn't the right time to act, she would have long since flown over to blast Xiao Ming to pieces.

From birth until now, Shen Bingqing had always had smooth sailing, even being admired and looked up to by countless people. How could she have ever suffered such a humiliating slap to the face!

She secretly vowed to seize the opportunity of the Eight Sects Tournament to kill Xiao Ming and vent the hatred in her heart!

Zhou Tianquan, sensing Shen Bingqing's emotional fluctuations, frowned and said, "Bing'er, restrain your killing intent. That kid from the Spirit Sword Sect is not worth worrying about; Young Master Xueyi of the Blood Sword Hall is your true formidable opponent!"

"You'll have plenty of opportunities for revenge, but don't forget, Young Master Xueyi is your most terrifying enemy!"

Hearing this, Shen Bingqing took a deep breath, calmed herself, and said, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely defeat Young Master Xueyi and make our True Martial Sword Sect famous, becoming the true head of the Eight Sects!"

"Good, as long as you understand," Zhou Tianquan nodded, then looked up into the distance.

In the distance were the people from the Blood Sword Hall.

There, a young man in a blood-red robe stood. He was imposing and quite handsome, but his eyes were purplish-red, very different from ordinary people.

Just then.

The massive Arena suddenly became lively.

Many people looked up at the sky, seemingly anticipating something. Then, a group of powerful cultivators flew down from the peak of the mountain. The leader of this group was a gray-haired old man.

The auras of these powerful cultivators were extremely strong; the weakest were in the Yuqi Realm, and there were quite a few Transformation Domain Realm cultivators!

And the old man was even more formidable, already subtly touching upon the Tribulation Transcending Stage.

Seeing the old man arrive with a group of powerful cultivators, everyone in the Arena stood up at this moment, their heads slightly bowed in respect.

"This old man has such a grand entrance!" Xiao Ming raised his eyebrows, then looked at Li Changfeng and asked, "Master, he must be the Sect Leader of the Qingtian Sword Sect, right?"

"That's right, he is Sect Leader Lü Ziyang," Li Changfeng whispered, "Sect Leader Lü had long since cultivated to the Transformation Domain Realm Great Perfection, and I heard that in recent years he has advanced even further, reaching the Half-Step Tribulation Realm."

"Once Lord Lü cultivates to the true Tribulation Transcending Stage, the Qingtian Sword Sect's rank will automatically rise by one level, from its current Three-Star Force to a Four-Star Great Sect."

"Half-Step Tribulation... so powerful," Xiao Ming exclaimed, then asked, "How many ranks are there for the sects and forces on the continent?"

"There are six in total," Li Changfeng answered everything he knew, "A Four-Star Force must have at least one Tribulation Transcending Stage expert, and to become a Five-Star Force, there must be a Dharma Appearance Realm expert in charge."

At this moment, Wang Hao interjected, "Then a Six-Star Force, does it require an Undying Martial Saint?"

However, Li Changfeng shook his head.

"No, forces under an Undying Martial Saint have no star ranking; they are unique and are called Sacred Lands!"

"Sacred Land..."

Wang Hao muttered, his lips moving, as if recalling some unbearable past, his face instantly becoming enraged.

Xiao Ming keenly noticed the change in Wang Hao's expression, and a guess immediately formed in his mind.

Could it be that Wang Hao's Divine King Bone was forcibly dug out by some Sacred Land?!