Chapter 846: Chapter 846
A Spirit Pill that can cleanse body impurities and make the physique nearly perfect!
Body refining elixirs are not uncommon in the True Martial Sect, but the Divine Martial Pill is no ordinary Body Refining Spirit Pill; it was personally crafted by Sect Master Xiang Zhen.
Moreover, the elixir formula of the Divine Martial Pill is known only to the Sect Master.
Even in a year, at most only a few are made!
This alone proves the extraordinary nature of this Dragon Martial Competition.
During the tournament, there is a rule that frustrates everyone.
Participants are not allowed to use Magical Power Art; they can only fight using Bloodline Spiritual Power!
This rule deters many. In the Cultivator Sects, apart from the True Martial Sect, almost no sects abandon the cultivation of Magical Power Art.
For the sake of fairness in the Dragon Martial Competition, disciples of the True Martial Sect will not participate. This is considered reasonable.
Wang Yang signed up immediately. He was not interested in the Divine Martial Pill, but Su Yue’s physique had a defect and desperately needed this pill.
It seemed that to dominate and shine at the Summit of the Celestial Mountain, Su Yue still needed to enhance her strength, climbing to the next level.
"Senior Brother, are you really going to participate?"
Among the crowd lining up to register, Su Yue asked in a low voice. Although she trusted Wang Yang, she was still a bit worried. Since knowing Wang Yang, she had only seen his powerful Magical Power Art, never seeing him proving his way through power.
Wang Yang smiled confidently. Although there were more registrants than expected, it didn’t matter much.
"Should I register too?"
"No need! Senior Brother can participate alone!"
"Alright, then I’ll cheer for Senior Brother from below!"
Hearing Wang Yang’s words, Su Yue waved her fist. Wang Yang smiled calmly and patted her head gently, with a tender look in his eyes. The reason for participating in the Dragon Martial Competition, besides the Divine Martial Pill, was to reveal his whereabouts and let the world know.
Although he hadn’t concealed his trails along the way, the sphere of influence of the True Martial Sect was too vast. Who knows when the pursuers would arrive? It was better to stand out directly.
He wanted to tell the people of the Nine Swords Sect and the Huaying Sect that he was in True Dragon City!
"Disciple of Qingcheng Mountain Sect, Wang Yang!"
After an unknown amount of time in the line, it was finally Wang Yang’s turn. Announcing his affiliation, he then began to draw lots.
With a casual draw, Wang Yang got the number six, nodding in satisfaction. It was a fairly auspicious number.
Then, he and Su Yue went to the waiting area, waiting for everyone to complete their registration and lot drawing. Once over, the battles would proceed based on the drawn numbers, arranged randomly. The registration and lot drawing took a whole day, and Wang Yang frowned slightly as he glanced at the sky. It seemed the Dragon Martial Competition would be delayed until tomorrow.
People kept coming to the Dragon Martial Competition, all for the Divine Martial Pill, as the temptation of this pill was immense.
The True Martial Sect’s purpose in hosting the Dragon Martial Competition and offering such a precious pill was not out of benevolence, but to select talented individuals to bring into the sect.
Although the Western Territory was filled with sects, the number of loose cultivators, unaffiliated with any sect, was the highest. It wasn’t because the threshold of the Seven Sects and Eight Factions was too high, but because most loose cultivators were of mediocre talent.
However, the achievements in the Cultivation Sect’s future depend not solely on innate talent. The potential within the human body can burst forth and awaken later.
Therefore, each year, various sects hold similar tournaments to select loose cultivators suitable for their sect’s Primordial Secret.
As night fell, registration continued. Wang Yang glanced at the sky and left the waiting area with Su Yue.
The nighttime in True Dragon City was much more bustling than the daytime, with song and dance, as well as shops that were closed during the day, opening up at this time.
The city was alight with lanterns, and the atmosphere was lively.
Wang Yang and Su Yue strolled around, dazzled by the sights. After a while, they felt helpless, as they couldn’t find an inn in the city.
There were plenty of taverns, but they were only for eating and drinking, with no place to stay.
This design puzzled Wang Yang, as it stood to reason that the Summit of the Celestial Mountain was near, attracting countless cultivators. The number of people shouldn’t be underestimated.
Without inns, where would everyone stay?
What Wang Yang didn’t know was that aside from the loose cultivators who resided permanently in the Western Region, other sect disciples, coming from afar, would have affiliations with local sects.
Upon arrival, they would naturally be accommodated by those sects.
Actually, Wang Yang’s Qingcheng Mountain Sect had a deep connection with the True Martial Sect, but Wang Yang was unaware of this, as True Person of Qingcheng Mountain had never mentioned it.
There wasn’t time to explain, as from the day Wang Yang joined the Qingcheng Mountain Sect, True Person of Qingcheng Mountain closed himself off in a life-or-death retreat, and had not emerged since.
Wandering the streets wouldn’t do either.
Wang Yang and Su Yue found a tavern to rest temporarily.
Ordering a tableful of dishes, they were in no rush. The design of the tavern was interesting, with an open first-floor hall filled with tables and chairs.
The second floor had a similar open layout, with four large stone pillars connecting it to the first floor, providing a clear view between the levels.
At a book stand on the second floor, an elderly man was telling stories. Beside him stood a seven or eight-year-old girl, carrying a large book basket, struggling under its weight.
The elderly man, with white hair and an immortal demeanor, picked up the wooden block in his hand and struck it suddenly, catching Wang Yang’s attention. He glanced at the book stand on the second floor, and as if by coincidence, the elderly man also looked his way.
As their eyes met, Wang Yang momentarily lost consciousness, his mind blank, but soon recovered.
"Such powerful Divine Soul!"
Wang Yang couldn’t help but marvel. No one had ever shorted his spirit; even Wang Siyun hadn’t been able to do this.
Apparently, the elderly man was a cultivator specializing in the power of the Divine Soul.
Wang Yang quickly regained his composure, leading the elderly man to issue a soft exclamation, seemingly intrigued by the young man before him.
"Old Liu, you haven’t finished today’s story!"
The elderly man’s brief pause caused an uproar among the listeners on the second floor, prompting them to shout reminders. Stopping mid-story was quite frustrating.
"Haha, let’s continue. As I was saying, in the struggle for the ancient ruins back then, it was the time of the greatest force among the cultivation sects, with heroes rising to contend for that one celestial Dao scripture!"
"Previously mentioned was that the current True Martial Sect’s Sect Master Xiang Zhen had already awakened the True Martial Overlord Body, dominating all directions with invincible force. But nothing is perfect. No matter how strong Xiang Zhen was, he had an opponent who could restrain him - the Worldly Spirit Concealment of the Lingyin Sect, Liu Yun!"
"It is well-known that the Lingyin Sect’s Worldly Spirit Concealment must have mastered the Lingyin Technique to the peak level, gaining the qualification to venture into the world. The True Martial Overlord Body!"
"While the True Martial Overlord Body ignores the suppression of all Power of Laws, the assassination techniques within the Lingyin Technique align with the primordial force of the Heavenly Dao. Breaking through the defense of the True Martial Overlord Body was only a matter of time."
"Therefore, Xiang Zhen planned ahead, teaming up with Huaying to set up the Beast-Taming Great Formation!"
"Some may not know that both the True Martial Sect and the Huaying Sect originate from the Ancient Divine Beasts, sharing deep roots. Once they join forces, they can recreate the absolute dominance of the Ancient Divine Beasts!"
At this point, Old Liu paused briefly, casting a glance at the attentive Wang Yang before continuing.
"Liu Yun of Lingyin, unaware of the Beast-Taming Great Formation, fell into the trap. But surprisingly, Huaying had tampered with the formation, trapping Xiang Zhen within it as well!"
Reportedly, Xiang Zhen and Liu Yun fought for seven days and seven nights within the Beast-Taming Great Formation, with no clear victor. The formation itself was nearly torn apart.
"Remember, the Beast-Taming Great Formation is the most powerful formation of the Ancient Divine Beasts. Once set, no one can break it!"