230: Goodbye Ling Yiyi

"Did you see that? That group of people are the Powerhouses of the Heavenly Profound Sect."

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter. The other Ten Great Powers basically have full rosters of Powerhouses, but they only sent these 37 people. The rumors about the Sect being wiped out must be true; otherwise, they wouldn't have sent so few people."

"I originally planned to have my son try to participate in the Disciple selection at the Heavenly Profound Sect in the future. It would have been great if he could get selected, but now I think it's better to choose another Sect."

"The decline of the Heavenly Profound Sect is too severe. It feels absurd just looking at it. A team that was supposed to have 100 people has shrunk to this state. I reckon they were all cobbled together. Even the lineups of the top 30 or 40 Sects are more luxurious than theirs."

The chattering of the crowd was endless. Some were so angry they were pounding their chests and stamping their feet, because they had just sent their children into the Heavenly Profound Sect two years ago, and now it seemed like a completely wrong decision.

The offspring born to those Powerhouses of small Sects generally have talent exceeding that of their parents. Knowing that their own Sects cannot provide a better living and development environment for their children, they send them to other large Sects.

The Heavenly Profound Sect was once the top choice for these Sects because the Heavenly Profound Sect established branches and recruited a large number of Disciples. Although their offspring could not directly enter the main Sect of the Heavenly Profound Sect, they could go to the branches to become Disciples.

As long as these Disciples make great contributions in the future, they are still qualified to serve in the main Sect.

But seeing that the Heavenly Profound Sect has weakened to this extent, those parents who sent their children into the Heavenly Profound Sect are all furious.

Now they are even wondering whether they should call their children back. After all, even if it is the tail of a Phoenix, one shouldn't be the head of a chicken.

The Heavenly Profound Sect is clearly the most outstanding one among that group of declining Sects, but in any case, it cannot compare to the Ten Great Powers.

Li Haotian sat on the contestant bench, quietly watching the group of Disciples surrounding him. Many of them were still cramming, Cultivating at the last minute. Although they knew this battle would be extremely difficult, they had to move forward without hesitation; this was for the honor of the Sect.

If one can reach the finals, defeating one person can earn 100 points in the ranking. Every time a Sect wants to successfully stand out and become the champion, they must have their own Disciples take first place.

Only in this way can they achieve the highest score in the individual competition.

Crimson was stretching her muscles among the contestants. Her opponent was a Powerhouse under the sphere of influence of the Chiyuan Sect; the other party was a vassal of the Chiyuan Sect.

Except for the top 10 Sects, Disciples from other Sects need to go to their respective Arenas.

The Ten Great Powers have a privilege: their Disciples can always remain in a good state of rest. In front of their rest areas, there are one Arena after another.

If one draws a Disciple from the Ten Great Powers, one must go to the competition venue corresponding to that of the Ten Great Powers.

At first, some people were dissatisfied, but after knowing how terrifying the strength of the Ten Great Powers was, the dissatisfaction vanished. This is a world where fists determine strength.

Crimson, as the first contestant to appear, stretched her muscles and arrived on the Arena. At this moment, the Chiyuan Sect Powerhouse standing on the other end of the Arena was dumbfounded.

He originally wanted to spar with a Powerhouse of the Heavenly Profound Sect, but now there was simply no opportunity.

Isn't Crimson their own Young Miss? How did she get into the opponent's contestant team?

They usually Cultivate diligently and have no time to investigate the surrounding situation, so naturally, they did not know about this matter.

But he recognized his own Young Miss. If he really dared to fight her and even won, could Crimson Gold, as the Sect Master, let him off?

After figuring all this out, the Powerhouse raised his hand to surrender the instant the referee announced the start of the fight.

The crowd who had gathered to watch the excitement were all stunned. From the aura fluctuations emitted by this man, everyone could feel that he was clearly in the Late Stage of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, but the Cultivation of the woman in front of them was only in the Early Stage of the Heavenly Monarch Realm.

If it was because of fear, that would be even more unreasonable. Their Cultivation differed by two small Realms; how could he surrender because of fear?

The crowd was confused. Only a small number of people knew Crimson's identity. They naturally understood everything before them very clearly; if you dared to make a move against their Young Miss, even a slight baring of teeth would result in a beating.

Crimson pursed her lips, feeling a bit bored. She then jumped off the Arena, returned to the rest area, sat in meditation, and watched the battles on other Arenas. Not far from them was the Snow Domain Gate.

Li Haotian saw a familiar figure in the team of the Snow Domain Gate; it was Ling Yiyi.

"This guy..."

Li Haotian walked forward with some curiosity and gently tapped the other party on the shoulder.

Ling Yiyi, who was sitting under the shed cooling off and resting with her eyes closed, was startled.

"How bold! Where did this bastard kid come from, daring to pat our Sect Master!"

A roar came, and a Cultivator stood up, looking at Li Haotian fiercely.

Ling Yiyi turned her head and saw a familiar face. Just as she revealed a smile, she heard a roar from the Disciple behind her.

"Shut up, look carefully at who this is!"

Ling Yiyi's cold voice came. The Disciple who had spoken earlier immediately looked at Li Haotian carefully, and then cold sweat broke out all over his body.

Isn't this guy the one in the portrait he often sees in the Sect? The Sect Master said that seeing him is like seeing her. He had offended the Sect Master!

Ling Yiyi originally wanted to punish this Disciple, but was stopped by Li Haotian.

"I remember that each Sect can only send at most two accompanying personnel to bring Disciples to participate, right? Counting you, your Sect seems to have sent three."

Li Haotian counted while checking.

A bright smile immediately appeared on Ling Yiyi's face.

"Are you stupid? We also haven't exceeded 100 years of age, so we can participate in the Grand Competition. I'm not here as the Sect Master this time; I'm here as a contestant."

After hearing this, Li Haotian widened his eyes, looking at Ling Yiyi with disbelief.

"Damn, there's such a rule?? Then, according to what you said, can I also get a contestant's number plate and join the battle?"

Ling Yiyi nodded with a smile. Theoretically, that is indeed the case. After all, as long as the person's age does not exceed 100 years, they can participate. Even if one is a Sect Master, as long as they haven't reached the age limit, they can represent the Sect.

Before reaching the age of one hundred, Ling Yiyi can still participate in such Grand Competitions seven or eight times. Now she is already in the Early Stage of the Heavenly Monarch Realm. As time goes on, her strength will only become stronger. There might even be a chance to reach the Quasi-Emperor Realm within one hundred years.

Li Haotian touched his chin thoughtfully. He didn't necessarily have to fight in the Arena, but he needed to have such a spot.

"If there is such a rule, then I will go and try to see if I can get a spot to participate."