163: The Nine Peaks Grand Competition begins!

The sun rose in the east.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Three deafening chimes echoed throughout the Heavenly Sword Sect. Looking around, there were people everywhere. The Disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, all dressed in white and carrying swords, maintained order in an organized manner.

"Open the Sect Gate!"

A majestic voice rang out. Guo Dewu, the Mountain Revered Master of Second Mountain, stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance with a stern expression.

The next second.

Boom!

Countless streaks of light, like locusts, swarmed into the Heavenly Sword Sect. In an instant, the entire Heavenly Sword Sect Martial Arts Plaza was filled with figures. The number of people who came to observe this time was the most exaggerated since the founding of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Some people couldn't even squeeze in and could only watch from the mountainside or foot of the Heavenly Sword Sect using Divine Abilities.

"So many people, they're probably all here to see Shen Nian..." Guo Dewu showed a hint of shock. Even he was startled.

He had received an order from the Sect Master, putting down his task of investigating demons in the Heavenly Demon Cave, and rushed back to the Heavenly Sword Sect overnight.

Otherwise, he would most likely not have returned for the Nine Peaks Grand Competition, as in his opinion, there was no suspense left in this competition.

Who could possibly defeat that Prodigy?

At this moment, around the Martial Arts Plaza, discussions and clamor continuously erupted.

"This Martial Arts Plaza of the Heavenly Sword Sect is a bit too small, isn't it? Damn it, those behind, stop pushing! If you push any more, I'll get pregnant!" A Golden Core Cultivator's face turned red, unable to move in the crowd, feeling a hard object pressing against his back.

"Sorry, buddy, no choice, there are too many people, I don't want to squeeze. If you can't stand it, just bear with it..."

"Damn it, who still has body odor? Can't you cultivate a Divine Ability to deal with it? This is messed up!"

"Gentlemen, why don't we guess who will win the Nine Peaks Grand Competition this time?"

"Does that even need to be said? Of course, it's Leng Lingshuang!"

"No, no, no, you might not be aware of what has happened recently. Leng Lingshuang isn't even fit to carry Lord Shen's shoes!"

"Really? Are all the rumors in the Secret Records true?"

"Whether they are or not, we'll know today!"

"Strange, why can't I see anyone from Xuan Guang Cave?"

At this time, a Cultivator noticed an unusual situation, but everyone's attention was on the Heavenly Sword Sect Grand Competition, and they had no time to ponder such things.

At the very front, near the Martial Arts Stage, was an area designated for the Heavenly Sword Sect's Core Disciples. The people here were the top figures of the younger generation from Kyushu.

"Luo Zheng, is that Shen Nian really as divine as you say?" a burly man asked.

Luo Zheng nodded with fanaticism and said, "Senior Brother, I would never lie to you. Lord Shen is invincible!"

At this moment, his aura was much stronger, having shown significant improvement recently. He knew this was all thanks to Shen Nian's words, which helped him find his own Dao.

"Is he really that exaggerated?" a Core Disciple from Sunset Valley questioned.

"He's not wrong. You'll see for yourselves later..." Liu Huihui said softly.

"Hiss, since even Senior Sister Liu says so, are the rumors all true? Hurry, hurry, let's start, I really want to see it with my own eyes!"

In the crowd, an unnoticed and undiscovered figure dressed as a man stood. If not for her constantly gnawing on a pig's trotterno one would have noticed her presence.

"Fellow Daoist, where did you get that pig's trottern? Does the Heavenly Sword Sect sell such things?" A Cultivator, seeing her eat with such relish, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, also wanting one.

"I didn't buy it here!" Jiang Churan shook her head, her small mouth covered in oil.

She hadn't intended to come, but she couldn't resist Sword Mother's strong insistence. When she heard Sword Mother say that the white-robed youth might have deduced the Canglan Sword Formation to the Perfection stage, she became curious.

That's why she rushed over.

Just then.

Boom!

A terrifying aura circulated.

In the sky, five figures stood, radiating Soul Transformation Divine Might. The aura of the leader was especially terrifying, having already surpassed the Spirit Transformation Realm.

"That must be Wang Cuihua, the current Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect and a Void Refinement Sword Cultivator!"

"Legend says she only cares about the Sect and is an iron tree that won't blossom, so why is she wearing rouge?" A Cultivator spoke in surprise, but the next second, he froze, his mouth sealed by an invisible force.

In mid-air, Wang Cuihua coldly glanced at him, but her heart was somewhat flustered.

Was she found out?

Was applying rouge really that obvious?

Beside her, Guo Dewu looked at Wang Cuihua with a strange expression, then transmitted his voice, "Sect Master, what are you thinking? Speak!"

The other three also looked at Wang Cuihua with some confusion. These three were the Mountain Revered Masters of the Third, Fourth, and Fifth Mountains.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Wang Cuihua reacted, her expression turning serious. Her voice, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens carrying the intent of Void Refinement, echoed, each word clearly reaching the ears of all Cultivators within a hundred-mile radius of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"The Grand Competition begins!"

After speaking, Wang Cuihua's figure vanished.

"Huh?" Guo Dewu was stunned for a moment. That was it?

The next second, a sweet-looking woman appeared in the Heavenly Sword Sect Martial Arts Plaza, looking a bit nervous, with a hint of panic in her eyes.

It was clear she didn't expect to go on so quickly.

However, she had practiced many times in advance and quickly regained her composure. Holding a mallet-like object, she spoke. This item allowed her voice to be heard a hundred miles away.

"Hello everyone!"

"Welcome, all Cultivators from Great Xia, to observe my Heavenly Sword Sect's Nine Peaks Grand Competition. I am Jiang Qingqing, the Chief of the Fourth Mountain of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the person in charge of hosting this competition!"

"As I have many responsibilities today, the Fourth Mountain will forfeit the competition. Now, please welcome the representatives of the Eight Peaks!"

After her words fell.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

"Representative of the Eighth Mountain, Chief Disciple Zhang Peng!"

"Representative of the Seventh Mountain, Chief Disciple Wang Lu!"

"Sixth Mountain..."

Five young figures descended. The strongest was at Peak Golden Core stage, and the weakest was at Middle Stage Golden Core. These five were all Chiefs from their respective peaks, but their expressions were somewhat numb, and they were already communicating via voice transmission.

"Sigh, we compete every year, and every year we get hammered. Why even compete? Just let Leng Lingshuang take first place!"

"I think so too, there's no need at all. She's already a Nascent Soul, why bother fighting!"

"That's not entirely true. We're just going through the motions. The ones who truly get beaten up are Senior Brother Lin and Junior Brother Shen..."

"Speaking of which, have you all heard the rumors recently? Junior Brother Shen can instantly kill a Soul Transformation Realm Cultivator!"

"Heh, you believe the Secret Records? Do you believe I'm the Heavenly Emperor or him?"

"That's true. Senior Brother Lin is here, why is he still smiling?"

"Second Mountain, Lin Qingyue..." Lin Qingyue silently drank his wine and landed on the Martial Arts Stage, a hint of excitement in his eyes. Today was finally the day!

To wipe away past humiliation!

To beat that woman to a pulp!

Just then, a cold and arrogant figure descended. She held a Azure Water Long Sword (Azure Water Longsword), her demeanor disdainful. To stand out, she stood at the very front, facing all the Cultivators. Her silence immediately caused a stir.

"She's here!"

"One of the three strongest Prodigies in Great Xia, Leng Lingshuang of Azure Water!"

"What a powerful aura, is this Nascent Soul Great Perfection!"

Leng Lingshuang coldly swept her gaze over everyone, her eyes full of disdain, clearly having lost all interest. She said softly, "People from the Lower Realm are indeed weak..."

"Pfft!" Lin Qingyue couldn't help but laugh out loud upon hearing this.

Leng Lingshuang frowned and looked at Lin Qingyue, her voice ringing out.

"Lin Qingyue, if you kneel and beg for mercy now, I can spare you..."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it instantly spread throughout the entire Martial Arts Stage. The strong scent of gunpowder was self-evident.

However, Lin Qingyue took a sip of wine while looking at her and said, "A wild chicken with a few flowery feathers won't become a Phoenix. Always talking about the Lower Realm, Lower Realm. You can take a cow to the Upper Realm and circle it, but it's still a cow, isn't it? Do you really think so highly of yourself?"

Upon these words, the entire audience fell silent!

Everyone looked at Lin Qingyue in shock, even Jiang Qingqing was dumbfounded.

"Hiss..."

"Senior Brother Lin is so brave!"

"Who gave him such courage!"

"Damn it, he really pissed off Senior Sister Leng this time. Senior Brother Lin might not be able to get out of bed for half a year!"

As expected, Leng Lingshuang was so angry that her period was almost coming. She gritted her teeth.

Boom!

A powerful Sword Intent instantly surged forth, directly aimed at Lin Qingyue.

Facing the sudden attack, Lin Qingyue's expression changed drastically. He was indeed not her opponent, and there was a gap in their Realms. He was already prepared to call for his Revered Master.

But at this moment.

Clang!

A long spear fell from the sky, dispersing the Sword Intent. At the tip of the spear, a dark figure stood indifferently.