Chapter 1123: Chapter 1127: This is truly interesting

“The Immortal Sect Tournament…”

Upon mentioning this topic, Xia Liu fell into deep thought.

Liu Mingyue, in order to prevent the Qingyun Sect from falling into crisis, and to ensure the Xuantian Sect wouldn’t target her.

She sacrificed her own reputation.

In exchange for the opportunity that I must participate in the Immortal Sect Tournament.

No matter what, I will definitely take part in this duel.

At that time, with Sage Qingjue and Liu Hong present.

Ye Tiande, at Qi Cultivation level fifteen, certainly wouldn’t dare act rashly.

However, when it comes to Liu Mingyue, Xia Liu doesn’t know what to say, just take it one step at a time…

“Although the Ye Family isn’t qualified to participate in the tournament, I still know the timing. In about half a month, the tournament will begin.”

As a cultivator, Ye Wuya is still informed about certain matters in the Huaxia Cultivator Realm.

The once-every-three-years tournament of the five major Immortal Sects of Huaxia draws many loose cultivators to observe.

This is not only a tournament of the five major Immortal Sects.

It is also a way for them to display their power to loose cultivators and smaller families or sects.

To put it bluntly, the tournament of the five major Immortal Sects is a stage for their disciples to show off.

To let the Huaxia cultivators know that the strength of their disciples is beyond doubt.

With disciples displaying peerless power, the foundation behind them is naturally strong and unbeatable.

“What level of cultivation do those who compete generally have?”

Xia Liu, already determined to participate, had made some calculations after learning about the competitor’s strength.

“I’m not sure exactly, but the participating cultivators are all generally under forty or even thirty-something years old. In short, it’s a competition among geniuses, with each Immortal Sect hiding their talented individuals, so the exact cultivation levels are uncertain.”

Ye Wuya thought for a moment and said, “Judging by past conventions, the average cultivation level in this session is at Qi Cultivation stage ten.”

Xia Liu nodded. As long as the cultivation level doesn’t exceed Qi Cultivation stage twelve, he is confident.

With this, he is sure to clinch the Immortal Sect Tournament.

“However, unexpected things cannot be ruled out.”

“What do you mean?”

Xia Liu asked.

“You remember the rules, don’t you? Once you are defeated, you must hand over all your treasures to the opponent, remember, all of them.”

Ye Wuya said solemnly.

“Is it only the items you’re carrying on the stage that day?”

“No, no, it’s all your treasures. If they have evidence proving you have owned something, they can demand you hand it over.”

“Does this mean, if Ye Tiande saw me wield the Flowing Fire Sword, owning a Storage Ring, regardless if I bring them on that day or not, I must give them up if I lose?”

Ye Wuya nodded.

Xia Liu’s mind was quick, knowing exactly what he meant.

“This is really interesting.”

Xia Liu understood, with things being like this.

Ye Tiande is determined to have him.

In the Osmanthus Sect, one cannot kill and rob treasures.

This time, he intends to use the hands of the sect’s disciples to lawfully seize them.

Very clever indeed.

“Who told you to reveal the Storage Ring.”

Ye Wuya cast Xia Liu a sidelong glance.

The Storage Ring is such a rare and precious item.

Even in the Cultivator Era, it’s not common for even powerful beings to possess one.

Most generally have Storage Bags.

To possess a Storage Ring signifies a noble status.

Someone like Ye Tiande would definitely have designs on the Storage Ring.

“Ha.”

“Alright, anyway, since you won’t lose, it doesn’t matter how many treasures you reveal.”

Ye Wuya is quite familiar with that Qingjue fellow; there’s no way he’d let Xia Liu lose in front of him.

“Indeed, it would be very rare to reach beyond Qi Cultivation stage twelve before the age of forty.”

Under the current severe scarcity of nature’s spiritual energy, Xia Liu isn’t too concerned.

Even if there’s truly an opponent at Qi Cultivation stage thirteen, he isn’t fazed.

He hasn’t exhausted all his aces yet.

The Taiyi Sect’s Sect-Protecting Secret Technique still has one move that hasn’t been unleashed.

Previously, Xia Liu’s cultivation was too low, and he didn’t dare to try it.

This time, with the situation urgent, he doesn’t mind depleting his divine soul to stun the Cultivator Realm.

“Indeed, in Huaxia, it’s nearly impossible to find a young talent like you, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

Ye Wuya nodded.

Xia Liu is almost the most frighteningly talented person he has ever seen.

He has lived for over two hundred years with rich experiences.

This world producing a Xia Liu is already a blessing from heaven.

“I vaguely remember, once Venerable Yun Fan executed a Peerless Technique, as if opening the gate to the Fengdu, with life and death in his hands.”

Since Xia Liu is a disciple of Venerable Yun Fan, if Xia Liu can wield such a terrifying technique.

Even a cultivator at Qi Cultivation stage fifteen would have to think twice.

“Opening the Fengdu Gate…”

Xia Liu muttered without explaining further.

Ye Wuya felt a shiver running through his body, and an incredulous feeling grew within his heart and soul.

He knew, this battle for Xia Liu was absolutely assured.

“Senior Ye, let’s leave it at that for today. I truly appreciate your help this time.”

“Don’t be so polite. What I wanted to say, I’m afraid Qingjue has already communicated, just act according to your own judgment.”

Ye Wuya looked compassionately at Xia Liu.

“By the way, Senior Ye, is Sage Qingjue a disciple of Venerable Yun Fan?”

“Ha? Did that guy ask you to call him brother?”

Ye Wuya revealed the truth with a single remark.

Seeing Xia Liu nod, he continued, “Calling him brother is only right; back then Qingjue, under the guidance of Venerable Yun Fan, ultimately reached Qi Cultivation stage fifteen.”

“As for what happened in between, I have no knowledge.”

Xia Liu suddenly realized, “So that’s the connection.”

“Yes, so you need not worry about Qingjue targeting you; he and I will always stand in your defense.”

Ye Wuya’s sincerity commanded Xia Liu’s deep respect.

After cupping his fist in salute, Xia Liu said no more, everything conveyed in silence.

Under the cover of night, Xia Liu wielded the Flowing Fire Sword and took to sword flight.

This time, his destination was the Chen Family.

Chen Tian’en, to him, is another equally important senior in his life.

Thanks to him, he has gained countless honor in Huaxia.

Many troubles were smoothly resolved because of him.

Speaking of which, he is an elder Xia Liu respects, just like Fang Huasheng.

At the bay pavilion of the Chen Family.

This place used to be where Chen Tian’en cultivated in peace.

Now, it’s where he undergoes the painful cultivation of self-repair.

Because of the insidious art Ye Chen cast at that time.

He endures immense pain every day.

If not for Ye Wuya channeling some spiritual energy to protect him.

He likely wouldn’t have held out until now.

Chen Yingke, having received approval from her sect this time, has returned home wholeheartedly to take care of Chen Tian’en.

Watching her grandfather, supporting himself with a cane and enjoying the moonlight, Chen Yingke asked painfully, “Grandfather, please tell me, who injured you so badly? Why did they hurt you?”

Since returning home, Chen Yingke hasn’t heard anything about her grandfather’s injury.

It seems someone with intention has covered up everything.

Chen Yingke knows it was arranged by her grandfather, as he doesn’t want her to know who was responsible for hurting him…