85: Chapter 85 Registration for the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony Begins; Multinational Alliance

"This, the arena can even be set up like this?" The on-duty Disciple stared wide-eyed, looking at the suspended mountains.

Three inverted peaks formed a Sancai formation, floating more than a thousand meters in mid-air, with each peak being more than ten kilometers in radius.

Surrounded by swirling clouds and mists, it was truly a grand sight of immortals.

Master Yuanxin also stroked his beard and smiled, "Aish, why didn't this poor Daoist think of that? If I had known earlier, I should have let Ye Qingxuan handle it right from the start.

Look at what was set up before? It was so petty."

Everyone who had been busy for more than a month thought: I thank you so much! We did want to move mountains, but among a whole group of people, the strongest was only at the Nascent Soul Late Stage.

Is there any comparability with a Void Return mighty figure?

"Among all the countless past sessions of the Grand Ritual of Luotian, ours has the grandest scale, right?"

"That's for sure. In past grand events, when has a Void Return mighty figure ever been used to build the arena?"

"Uncle-Master Qingxuan is too awesome!!"

Ye Qingxuan stood in mid-air, looking at the arena he had built, and nodded in satisfaction.

This is what an immortal's spectacle should look like.

With a flash of his figure, he appeared beside Master Yuanxin. "Master, how is this venue? Is it enough? Do you want me to go move a few more mountains?"

"No need, three are just right. As the saying goes, Dao generates one, one generates two, two generates three, and three generates all things. It best suits our Daoist sect."

"Alright, then Master, you old man, see where else needs modification, and I will finish it all at once."

Ye Qingxuan was also afraid that Master would offer any more opinions, so he simply settled it all at once to save the trouble of tossing back and forth.

"The rest is just setting up the venue; you aren't needed anymore. Go do whatever you should do."

Master Yuanxin used his Divine Sense to probe the suspended peaks.

All the array patterns that should be used were applied, and finding nothing that needed changing, he waved his hand, telling Ye Qingxuan to go play by himself.

"Alright, then Master, I'll go back to enter seclusion?"

Ye Qingxuan cupped his hands toward Master Yuanxin, but his good Master didn't even turn his head, constantly sizing up this suspended platform and just waving his hand blindly.

Alas, thrown away after use.

Life is not easy.

Ye Qingxuan sighed, and Daoist Ye turned back.

He went to find Sister Qingling to seek comfort.

——

Soon, on the internet of China, the official account of the Shangqing Sect published a message:

The Grand Ritual of Luotian will begin in 15 days.

Anyone whose Cultivate level reaches the Qi Refining Level 5 can register to participate.

This Dao-disputation grand event is divided into four levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul.

The champion of the Qi Refinement Stage will be rewarded with one Low Grade Spiritual Artifact; the champion of the Foundation Establishment Stage will be rewarded with one Medium Grade Spiritual Artifact, and the category can be chosen freely.

The champion of the Golden Core Stage will be rewarded with one butian pill, and the champion of the Nascent Soul Stage will be rewarded with a wisp of Great World Origin.

All participants can receive one Fortune Pill.

Below is the registration QR code.

——

The entire land of Huaxia exploded. No other reason—the rewards were simply too generous.

Not to mention the World Origin and butian pill, even the lowest reward was a Spiritual Artifact, and all participating personnel would also receive a Fortune Pill.

There are explanations in the hundred solutions to immortal cultivation.

Not to mention the preciousness of Spiritual Artifacts, only the Nascent Soul Stage can bring out their full power.

The Fortune Pill, also known as the Endless Fortune Pill, is a High Grade Spirit Pill.

Below the Soul Transformation Stage, as long as one is not dead, no matter how heavy the injuries are, a single Medicinal Pill down guarantees they will be jumping around lively.

It is equivalent to being given a second life.

Everyone who met the conditions frantically began to register, and the Shangqing Sect also began preparatory work in an orderly manner.

On the internet——

"Holy cow, after preparing for so long, it's finally going to start!"

"It's just a pity that I Cultivate martial arts too late and can't reach the registration threshold!!"

"Didn't it get announced some time ago? Across the country plus the Elf Race and Dwarf Race, there are only over thirty thousand people who reached the threshold."

"I can only see that the Shangqing Sect is rolling in money and resources!"

"Upstairs, you forgot that Daoist Ye looted an entire world back then."

"Aish, almost forgot. Then that's not strange."

"The butian pill, even an ordinary person without any Aptitude can directly enter the Golden Core upon eating it, and there are no Bottlenecks before Soul Transformation Perfection!!"

"Upstairs, that's the reward for the first place in the Golden Core Stage. What level of Qi Refining are you at?"

"...That hits right in the feels, bro."

——Elf Race

"Queen... Clan Chief, are we also going to participate?"

A female elf said cautiously to the former elven queen, now the Elf Race Clan Chief Lilith.

After the Elf Race surrendered to China, Lilith actively contacted Huaxia's culture, voluntarily abolished the title of Queen, and changed it to Clan Chief.

Over the past few months, she could not help but sigh at how she used to be like a frog at the bottom of a well.

The more she understood the cultivation world, the more shocked she became.

Now, the entire Elf Race had taken on the appearance of Chinese people.

Tens of thousands of elves had almost all become internet addicts.

"Elder Baro, how many people in our Elf Race have reached the registration threshold?" Lilith turned to look at the elven Elder.

"Replying to the Clan Chief, including you, there are a total of 153." Baro was still not used to calling her Clan Chief.

"All participate!" Lilith said with incomparably firm resolve.

"Yes!"

——Dwarf Race

"Clan Chief, the Grand Ritual of Luotian is about to begin. Are we also participating?"

A sturdy dwarf nearly three meters tall reported to the Dwarf Race Clan Chief Aikoni, who was swinging a big iron hammer.

The Dwarf Race, although called dwarfs, were not short at all.

Every single one of them was over two meters tall, except that their heads were particularly large, their limbs were stout, and their body proportions made them look particularly short.

As skilled craftsmen, if they were all dwarves standing just a little over one meter tall, how could they possibly swing a big hammer?

"Are the Seniors of the Tiangong Pavilion also participating?" Aikoni asked casually.

"This is a grand event of the cultivation world. All cultivators will participate."

"Go!!!! Everyone in the clan who meets the conditions goes!!!!"

Hearing this, Aikoni threw down his iron hammer, his expression as serious as if he were joining a political party.

——United States

"What is China doing? So excited? Why does it look like they are going to war?" Donald Trump looked curiously at the satellite broadcast screen.

"Sir, this is because the Daoist sect's Grand Ritual of Luotian is about to be held. It is a kind of..."

The think tank next to him explained.

"China's rise is unstoppable. What do those leaders say?" Donald Trump didn't understand and stopped dwelling on this.

"Most agreed, only Cuba and the Middle East side have been stalling."

"Bang!" This gentleman performed a desktop cleanup technique once more.

Just at midnight yesterday, the previous National Destiny Game ended, and only a few countries completed the mission.

The United States captain used the reflection of his shield to beat back Sadako, surviving through the 12 hours, and the United States also gained a 10% enhancement.

Britain's vampires also completed the basic mission, obtaining the same reward as the United States.

Russia, Cuba, the Middle East, and others on good terms with China exchanged some Talismans from China and also survived the time limit.

All other countries, except for a few lucky guys who survived, completely failed the rest.

Right now, most countries are facing natural disasters caused by the decrease in national destiny, and Sadako descending tenfold.

In just one night, every country lost over ten thousand people, suffering miserably.

Countries were now asking China for help.

Monsters with physical bodies could still be dealt with, but against such eerie ghosts, they had no way to cope.

To this end, Donald Trump proposed an Alliance, headed by the United States, Britain, France, and the Holy See, to form an Alliance to complete the tasks of the National Destiny Game and stick together during team battles.

For individual missions, they could brainstorm ideas for each other.

Two heads are better than one, and a way out could always be found.

Otherwise, before long, these countries of theirs would also follow in the footsteps of Japan, South Korea, and India.

He no longer counted on their Chosen Ones to kill Ye Qingxuan.

They should save their lives and complete the mission first.

Clearly, the purpose of those countries that refused was China.

If it weren't for Chinese leaders refusing, perhaps by now their entire countries would have merged into China.

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Zijin Mountain

"Donald Trump formed an Alliance?" The Second Elder listened to the secretary's report, surprised yet somewhat speechless.

"Forget it, let him be. The Academy of Sciences has already sent word that those technologies have yielded results and can be equipped before long."

The leader looked at the document in his hand and said without raising his head.

"Right, registration for the Grand Ritual of Luotian has begun. Aside from Xiao Lei, is your Lin Wei also going?"

"Don't mention him; I get angry just talking about it.

That brat now spends all day showing off his martial arts, saying that Xiao Lei inherited everything from him."

The Second Elder said this gritting his teeth. How could he have given birth to such a reckless narcissist?

"Haha, alright, alright. Who doesn't know how proud you are in your heart?

Lin Wei is just a bit reckless, but he isn't stupid at all.

Without your help, he forcefully rose up based on military merits.

You should just secretly enjoy it."

"Look at these—the cries for help sent by those people in the west.

Should we save them? What can we get?"

The leader said, handing the document to the Second Elder.

"To deal with ghosts, we still have to rely on people from the cultivation world.

We have no right to order them.

Just pass along the word; whether they go or not is up to them."

The Second Elder took a look and put it down.

What use was their agreement?

In the end, they still had to rely on people from the cultivation world to make a move.

"Great minds think alike!"

"Secretary Song, reply to them first."

The Second Elder instructed the secretary-general.

The Daoist and Buddhist sects quickly received the news.

Unfortunately, not a single one of them paid them any mind.

In the words of the Daoist Masters and Buddhist Masters: "They are just a bunch of barbarians, what is there to save?"