Chapter 875 - 92: Weight

Chapter 875: Chapter 92: Weight

The Jiuxiao Tower was crowded with people; Cyan Dragon City was enormous, with a population in the hundreds of thousands. There were many bustling places, even those belonging to cultivators were equally lively. The Jiuxiao Tower was just the most famous among them. Although boosted by seductive women, it continually maintained a stream of people, but situations like today were still relatively rare.

Inside the building were renowned cultivators from various sects, while those with ordinary statuses couldn’t enter. Outside the building, many people gathered to join in the excitement. The districts near Jiuxiao Tower were bustling areas to begin with and were now even more lively. The cries of vendors were endless, with many handsome men and beautiful women. Where there’s a crowd, there’s excitement.

Generally, everyone had their own favored sects and cultivators, especially popular figures like Liu Zhongyang. If they made an appearance, it would also be such a grand occasion, indicating their opponents were on the same level. Yet this also meant that supporters would be divided into two distinct camps, and rarely would there be such a united stand against a common foe.

"A mere country bumpkin wins a few matches and becomes full of himself, even initiating three consecutive challenges and, dammit, setting conditions, treating the Divine Land as if it was nothing."

"We haven’t heard of such a thing for hundreds of years. The King Kong Academy is really disgracing itself, letting this country bumpkin build confidence from victories. If they lose again today, they might as well rename themselves the Yihong Courtyard."

"This time they’re sending out Little Vajra, but he’s the second. The first is Chu Zhan. The Three Pristine Sect has truly fallen, damn it, it’s tragic. It seems after this year’s competition, their drop to Profound-level is certain."

"The Three Pristine Sect has shown some decline over the years, representing nothing. Our Divine Land is the place of dragons; how can we let a country bumpkin run rampant here!"

Outside, the ordinary people were more excited than the cultivators inside, eating and drinking amid the bustle. After all, the surrounding businesses were mostly owned by the Jiuxiao Sect or affiliated ventures who aim to earn both spirit stones and gold coins.

Today, not just anyone could enter the Jiuxiao Tower. For those wanting to buy tickets, they had to measure up to certain identities, for instance, being a Red List cultivator or coming from a major sect. For ordinary sects or those without grade, it was quite tough; those who managed to get in did for face.

The main guest was Wang Zhigao, accompanied by Tang Feng and Kui Ma. They had been trying to gather information about Ren Yanli, but Jiuxiao Tower kept quiet on the matter, indicating it had been booked. However, the two were still not giving up, as they hadn’t received definite news that Ren Yanli had joined the Jiuxiao Sect, likely showing the deal hadn’t been finalized yet. The Jiuxiao Tower didn’t want any other competitors entering.

Under normal circumstances, with a trump card like Bao Yu’Er, other sects found it difficult to compete. Yet there’s always an exception to the rule; it’s possible that Ren Yanli, the newcomer, isn’t interested in Bao Yu’Er’s type. They couldn’t miss any chance, as having a peerless genius could change the fate of a sect that doesn’t lack resources.

The Jiuxiao Tower was filled with distinguished guests, with an even stronger lineup than before. Some sects from White Tiger City and Vermilion Bird City had also come over, though mostly to join in the fun, curious to see why Cyan Dragon City was losing face. How did an outsider come to cause trouble in the Divine Land?

"Three against one, how shameful. The Three Pristine Sect is a Profound-level sect, yet they’re regressing even further."

"Chu Zhan has regressed too much. I heard he failed to pursue Jiang Jinyue and got lightly injured, bringing himself down."

"What a pity, unable to pass the test of love, unable to become a master. The Three Pristine Sect is in trouble this year."

Wherever there are people, there’s a martial world, and gossip is inevitable. Jiang Jinyue’s face was pale, unable to worry about anything else, feeling immense pressure. This time, it was Chu Zhan who strongly requested this, not just her; the entire sect was opposed, as it seemed somewhat ’unable to afford to lose.’ However, Chu Zhan was resolute. If they didn’t let him participate, he’d leave the sect. Jiang Jinyue had no choice but to help persuade the sect to give him a chance to make a comeback.

Despite the ridicule and gossip, Chu Zhan appeared very calm, showing no sign of a losing mentality. Duan Chaoyang beside him didn’t dare to breathe heavily, feeling as if everything was caused by him. He got a beating from his master for it, even though he was quite innocent, wondering how it had all come to this.

"Junior Brother, how confident are you?" At this point, Jiang Jinyue could no longer keep herself from asking.

Chu Zhan smiled slightly and shook his head.

"What!" Jiang Jinyue’s eyes widened in anger, whispering, "Are you mad? Lose again, and will you even remain human!"

"Senior Sister, it’s a rare opportunity. If I miss it, I might not get another chance later. Victory and defeat are common in battles. Of course, I’ve made breakthroughs, so I’m not without a chance to win!" Chu Zhan said. "Stepping into the martial arts arena is for victory."

Jiang Jinyue nodded, sensing Chu Zhan’s mental state was excellent, not discouraged by failure but rather surpassing the notion of winning or losing itself—a very admirable state.

Not far away sat the large and small Vajra of the King Kong Academy and other disciples. The King Kong Academy always liked moving in groups. The tallest and most robust in the main seat was the Great Vajra Sai Yang. The medium-built and seemingly well-toned person with restrained gaze was today’s contender, Little Vajra Meng Kuo. The disciples of the King Kong Academy were very quiet today; a few days ago, Ren Yanli taught them a hard lesson with his recently learned Great Vajra Finger. They found it hard to raise their heads since.

At another table sat Shao Feng, who had come alone from the Infinite Sword Sect in Vermilion Bird City, occupying a whole table by himself.

The Infinite Sword Sect didn’t have many disciples. Although it was a Profound-level sect, in terms of peak combat power, it was on par with an Earth-level sect. The Infinite Swordsmanship was undoubtedly unique in the Divine Land. Shao Feng sat quietly alone with his sword.

Xiao Yan also arrived, having reserved a table for himself. Occasionally, people tried to join him, but the disciples of Jiuxiao Tower stopped them—not because Xiao Yan was highly esteemed, but because he was known as Ren Yanli’s friend and had a specially prepared spot.

Not long after, Li Xin, Liu Zhongyang, and Ku Chan came in joking and sat at three empty seats.

Seeing Li Xin, Xiao Yan couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose, "Brother Ren, where have you been? You weren’t captivated by the seductive women of Jiuxiao Tower, were you?"

"How could I be? I’ve been diligently in closed-door training. Otherwise, if I got beaten to death, I’d have to trouble Brother Xiao to clean up after me." Li Xin laughed.

Liu Zhongyang and Ku Chan stifled their laughter. Some things are hard to explain or put into words. It’s not a matter of whether you went to Secret Castle or not; without experiencing the main test, one wouldn’t understand.

Xiao Yan was momentarily confused, a bit embarrassed. "Sorry, sorry, I couldn’t find you and I thought..."

"Thought what, that Bao Yu’Er had taken a fancy to me?" Li Xin laughed, "How could that be? To put it plainly, I’m just an outsider who can fight a bit. What do I have to offer?"

"Brother Ren, don’t underestimate yourself. I feel there’s something very unique about your aura, and you’re quite handsome. If you can’t win, just concede; no one said you have to win." Xiao Yan remarked.

"That’s what I think too. Don’t worry, I won’t act recklessly." Li Xin grinned.

Liu Zhongyang and Ku Chan pursed their lips.

Wang Zhigao arrived late, still looking displeased. These little brats slacked off the moment he wasn’t around. Only when he was supervising did they show slight improvement. It truly wore him out.