174: Silver Qualifying Tournament

Chapter 174: Silver Tier Promotion Match

Three days later, the promotion match arrived, drawing high attention from all citizens of Yaoyang City.

Inside the Ghost King Club, new and old members gathered to face this tough battle.

The requirements for the Silver Tier Promotion Match were simple: participate in a special Silver Tier battlefield match, where there was only one defensive stronghold. Success meant holding out against a siege of numerous monsters and Bronze Tier teams from other Clubs.

Furthermore, Silver Tier scrolls were permitted in this battlefield match.

In other cities, the difficulty of the promotion match would be quite high.

But in Yaoyang City, there were only five established Clubs in total, and each Club could only send one team.

For the current Ghost King Club, this was clearly not much of a challenge.

If not for Bai Shiqi and Zhao Qinghe, there would be no need to take it seriously at all.

“Second Brother, I’ll leave this battle to you,” Xue Lingling said solemnly, “The five major Clubs have been quiet for so long; they must be plotting something bad.”

“Don’t worry~ I can still handle such a small situation,” Xue Zhengying smiled indifferently, calm and confident.

Putting aside everything else, his cultivation of Level Seven Spiritual Qi alone was enough for a dimension-crushing strike.

Zhou Qi reminded quietly, “According to intelligence provided by several transferred members, Bai Shiqi and Zhao Qinghe have already completed the Play-in Tournament and are highly likely to appear personally in this promotion match.”

“Is that so? That’s perfect.”

Xue Zhengying understood, a cold glint appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Bai Shiqi was fine; he merely considered him a young master from an aristocratic Family who had come down to experience life.

But Zhao Qinghe was different.

During the time since his return from the Zerg Otherworld, he had heard his younger sister recount the grievances she suffered at the Undead Dojo over the years.

Therefore, he definitely had to pay special attention to this Zhao Qinghe fellow.

But a Family scion is a Family scion after all; he still needed to be taken seriously… In Yaoyang City, at the Zhan Tian Club.

Bai Shiqi rushed over from his hospital bed early in the morning, solely to suppress the Ghost King Club in the Bronze Tier League.

Although he clearly knew that even if he suppressed them now, it would only be temporary and he certainly couldn't stop the Ghost King Club's rise in the future, he still had to reclaim some face for the Dengfeng Dojo.

At least during his current mission, he had to suppress the Ghost King Club as much as possible.

Otherwise, returning in disgrace would not only make it difficult to report back but also invite ridicule from other Family scions.

Therefore, he had made thorough preparations for this promotion match ambush.

Looking at Zhao Qinghe beside him, he was even more prepared, directly bringing out several of his strongest High-Tier scrolls and even specially transferring several enforcers from a Club under the Zhao Family.

“Tsk~ Is it really necessary?” Bai Shiqi said with a wry smile, understanding perfectly.

This was like an internal struggle with his own people, even more ruthless than he, an outsider.

Anyone unaware would think Zhao Qinghe was the representative of the Dengfeng Dojo.

“Better safe than sorry,” Zhao Qinghe sneered, “This time, I will make those ‘siblings’ of the Xue Family clearly recognize the gap!”

Are you kidding? A former founding Family trying to rise strongly under his nose? Dream on!

“Brother Bai doesn’t need to be so sarcastic,” Zhao Qinghe teased, “If one of your Dengfeng Dojo’s founding Families showed signs of rising, your major Families would certainly not be able to sit still either.”

Hearing this, Bai Shiqi fell silent.

As a scion of a founding Family, he naturally knew what the rise of a small founding Family meant.

The rise of other ordinary Families would not pose any threat to their founding aristocratic Families; no matter how formidable, they couldn't shake the position of their major founding aristocratic Families.

But those declining original founding Families were different.

Once these Families rose, they could truly shake the core interests of their major Families.

Even if he was reluctant to see such internal strife, based on his understanding of his Family elders, they would certainly not stand idly by… Inside the Ghost King Club.

With ten minutes left until the promotion match countdown, Xue Lingling stood before the league device, awaiting the battlefield map draw.

Meanwhile, Wu Xian curiously chatted with Xue Zhengying, “Speaking of which, the Zhao Family and several other major Families haven’t secretly targeted your Xue Family less over the years, have they?”

“Of course,” Xue Zhengying acknowledged, “But due to the special nature of founding Families, they only dare to create trouble in the dark at most, not openly.”

“Why is that?” Wu Xian asked, puzzled.

Because from the perspective of the major founding aristocratic Families, the simplest and most brutal approach would undoubtedly be to directly eliminate dissidents and completely eradicate these potential threats from the root.

Xue Zhengying laughed, “Because once the [Founding Core] of each founding Family initiates self-destruction, it will harm the foundation of the entire Divine Realm.”

Wu Xian suddenly understood; so there was a “nuclear peace” trump card.

“Therefore, not only do they not dare to act aggressively, but they must also acknowledge my Xue Family’s identity and provide a certain symbolic level of support,” Xue Zhengying continued, “Zhao Qinghe’s current behavior has actually crossed the line a bit.

So, we can completely let loose later, because we are in the right, understand?”

Wu Xian’s eyes flickered slightly, then he nodded in understanding.

Xue Zhengying’s words were simple: he clearly wanted to teach Zhao Qinghe an unforgettable lesson.

In short, as long as Zhao Qinghe’s life wasn’t harmed, no matter what happened, the Zhao Family could only grit their teeth and accept it.

“By the way, since every founding Family has this self-destruct trump card, what if some Families reach a dead end and act irrationally?” Wu Xian suddenly thought of a loophole.

“Generally, such situations don’t occur,” Xue Zhengying shook his head and smiled, “Because even if a Family is left with only one person, as long as the Founding Core remains, there’s still a glimmer of hope.

What’s more, constructing the Undead Divine Domain is the faith and pursuit of every founding Family; even if they completely decline, there’s no need to go down in a blaze of glory.”

Wu Xian understood, “But what if there really is such a madman?”

“Then the affiliated Divine Realm can only consider itself unlucky,” Xue Zhengying spread his hands and laughed, “If I recall correctly, the Capital Dojo encountered such an incident over a hundred years ago, and the Divine Realm was severely damaged, only barely recovering to this day.

After an investigation, it was discovered that the already limited resource support was siphoned off layer by layer by subordinates, leaving only a tiny bit by the time it reached that Family.

It was after that incident that various Dojos tacitly increased their support and attention to former founding Families, to prevent such desperate acts from happening again.

The rule that allowed my younger sister to be taken in by the Undead Dojo back then was established at that time.”

Wu Xian clicked his tongue and nodded, thinking, 'I knew it~ This world is never short of reckless people with nothing to lose, or honest people pushed to their limits.'

When oppression exceeds a certain limit, it will inevitably lead to backlash.

While chatting, Xue Lingling, amidst widespread anticipation, pressed the random map draw button.

Various battlefield maps flashed by, finally stopping on the Mysterious Abyss map.

“Haha, President’s luck is great!” everyone cheered in unison.

In various live streams, the audience also acclaimed the result.

Even Bai Shiqi and Zhao Qinghe from the Zhan Tian Club couldn't help but applaud.

This was undoubtedly the most suitable result for the Ghost King Club, for this promotion battle, satisfying all parties.

“It seems even Heaven is on our side,” Xue Lingling was very satisfied with her luck, “This battle will truly establish the position of my Ghost King Club, letting the entire Alliance know that our Ghost King Club has arrived—!”

Hearing this, all the members were also fired up, their morale soaring.

The previous Bronze Tier League could only be considered a local skirmish; only by advancing to the Silver Tier League could they truly enter the ranks of Club Leagues.