Cultivation Begins with Skill Points - Chapter 538 - 539: Martial Arts Tournament

Chapter 538: Chapter 539: Martial Arts Tournament

“The Fire Domain has finally arrived.”

Chi Zhonglin peeked over at some point and, looking at the boundless and endless desert beneath, said softly.

“I never expected that the Martial Arts tournament would coincide with the opening of the Wuhuang Secret Realm, prompting actions from all major Sacred Lands of the Eastern Desolate. In the end, the tournament was set within the Wuhuang Secret Realm.”

Zhong Lin casually said, “A secret realm left by a King wouldn’t make the major Sacred Lands move aggressively, but an Emperor is different. An Emperor appears only once in a millennium, and the inheritance they leave behind is extremely important. If it can be seized, it can enhance the foundation of a Sacred Land, even allowing it to surpass others. No Sacred Land would forsake an Emperor’s inheritance. Our Heavenly Sword Sacred Land has birthed three Emperors, with several inheritances, yet we would still not want to miss out.”

Chi Zhonglin also revealed a playful smile, grinning as he said, “I guess this time, the True Yang Sacred Land must be infuriated to the point of spitting blood. The Wuhuang Secret Realm was the secret realm left behind when the Emperor Wu passed away. Initially, with its opening, True Yang Sacred Land expected to quietly make a fortune. Who would have thought that the tournament held by the Fire Domain would result in the appearance of the Wuhuang Secret Realm being witnessed by some martial artists from other domains who had arrived early to spectate, forcing them into reluctant compromise by allowing participating disciples to explore inside.”

Zhong Lin was also full of smiles, only feeling that True Yang Sacred Land was quite unlucky, that the Wuhuang Secret Realm appeared at such a time.

Initially, it was only discovered by their True Yang Sacred Land, so all they had to do was seal off the news and slowly explore it, emptying it bit by bit, as was resolved with many other Emperor’s secret realms.

And the accidental hosting of the Martial Arts tournament coincidentally at True Yang Sacred Land made it impossible to hide the news of the Wuhuang Secret Realm’s appearance. No matter how strong the True Yang Sacred Land, it couldn’t prevent the prying of the other nine major Sacred Lands. In the end, they could only compromise, allowing participating disciples from the Martial Arts tournament to enter and explore.

Ultimately, they even decided to throw all the disciples participating in the Martial Arts tournament into the Wuhuang Sacred Land for a free-for-all melee.

“I just wonder who will obtain the inheritance left by Emperor Wu. I’m not greedy; there are plenty of other treasures in these Emperor’s secret realms that can boost one’s cultivation. Junior Brother, you should strive, see if you can acquire Emperor Wu’s inheritance.

The ten major Sacred Lands have already reached an agreement prohibiting anyone above the Nirvana Realm from entering, so here’s your chance.”

“Thank you for the encouraging words, Senior Brother!” Zhong Lin smiled and said.

About three more hours passed, and the massive multi-leveled boat finally arrived at its destination.

At this time, overhead in the Wuhuang Secret Realm, there were all sorts of flying boats and beasts riding on air, some Sacred Lands having dragons and qilins pulling their boats to descend here.

Of course, the so-called dragons and qilins were merely demon beasts with dragon or qilin bloodline. There were no pure-blooded dragons or qilins left in the Qingyuan World, but even so, these beasts possessed the strength of a quasi-King, which was terrifying enough.

“Moon Spirit King, you arrived quite early!”

The Void King, leader of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land, stepped forward, laughing at the Moon Spirit King, who wore a white dress akin to the bright moon in the sky.

The Moon Spirit King from Baihua Holy Land lightly smiled, resembling a rising bright moon, filled with aloofness and coolness: “Greetings, Senior Brother Void, you are indeed fast. The distance from the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land to here is greater than from our Flower Domain, yet you arrived at nearly the same time. It seems Senior Brother Void is quite eager for the Wuhuang inheritance.”

“Hahaha, naturally, Emperor Wu, in his day, held the Wuhuang Tower and suppressed countless demon scoundrels. Many covet the inheritance he left behind! Speaking of which, we must thank True Yang Sacred Land; they’re genuinely generous!”

The Moon Spirit King covered her mouth and chuckled at these words. Luckily, there were no people from True Yang Sacred Land nearby, or this would have turned into a blade-drawing moment.

“Void King, your words are still as wicked as always. Aren’t you worried that the Blazing Fire King might hear this and burn you down?”

A bolt of lightning flashed, and soon a dignified man in silver-white armor strode over.

The man was extremely tall, donning a suit of silver-white armor, with a faint electric current permeating the air around him as if he could transform into lightning at any moment.

“Wind and Thunder King, don’t say you don’t think so?”

“I may think so, but I didn’t say it aloud, got to save some face for others!”

“Hypocrite!”

Accompanied by the arrival of powerful auras, the leaders of the major Sacred Lands gathered and exchanged pleasantries, with words expressing indirect “gratitude” towards True Yang Sacred Land. If not for the occasional loud laughs, one might almost believe they were genuinely thankful.

While these major figures exchanged courtesies, Zhong Lin was also observing the fellow prodigies from various Eastern Desolate Sacred Lands, feeling an instinctive surge of battle intent, eager to compete against them.

“Junior Brother, you must be careful this time! Lately, a lot of talented individuals have emerged for some reason. Look, that one—over there in that Thunderbolt Sacred Land, looking a bit silly.”

Zhong Lin looked in the direction Chi Zhonglin pointed, noticing the “silly” individual immediately.

He was also clad in armor, though golden, shimmering in the sunlight.

This figure was extremely burly, standing at least two meters tall, resembling an iron wall, expressionless, with a lightning-bolt mark on his forehead, adding an air of lethal intent.

“His name is Lan Ming, rumored to possess the Tribulations Thunder Body, proficient in any thunder attribute martial arts, and excelling far beyond his peers in power.”

Zhong Lin slightly nodded, understanding why there was a mysterious allure from Lan Ming; it was likely due to his affinity with the Thunder Skill.

“And look at those—those bald monks over there.”

The “bald monks” described by Chi Zhonglin were martial artists from the Buddha Domain, among whom the most noteworthy was a young monk around thirteen or fourteen.

He wore a white monk robe, with a vermilion dot on his forehead, exuding a gentle, compassionate aura that invited closeness.

“Don’t be fooled by his gentle appearance; his Buddhist name is Chan Ning, revered in the entire Buddha Domain as the Buddha Child, adept in both the Bodhisattva Path and the Arhat Path, reaching the Seventh Layer Heaven of the Life and Death Realm.”

“That over there is Cong Shaou from Battle Heaven Sacred Land, possessing the Mixed Essence Dominator Body, unmatched in combat.”

“And there’s the recently famous Gu Chen from Xuanming Sacred Land. It’s said he’s adept at defeating the strong while being weak; even though he’s only at the Second Layer Heaven of the Life and Death Realm now, no one dares to underestimate his combat strength.”

Zhong Lin then focused his gaze on Gu Chen, who had just arrived in the distance.

Gu Chen had long shed his youthful naivety, appearing high-spirited, exuding an imposing aura.

By his side stood two beautiful women, and from their intimate gestures, they were clearly not in an ordinary relationship, sparking envy for his fortune with women.