Chapter 181: I Will Walk to the End, Until… No One is Worthy in My Eyes!
“Interesting.” Hua Ciyan instinctively glanced at the withered Ku Fengchun beside him.
But Ku Fengchun showed no reaction at all.
Could it be that his senses were wrong?
“Alright, let’s get going.”
The Grand Elder smiled, “Changqing, something big happened recently. I’ll explain it to you later.”
Meng Changqing slightly raised an eyebrow.
With the Genius Battle approaching, what big event could have occurred?
“Something happened?”
After hearing the Grand Elder’s words, Meng Changqing was completely stunned.
The rules of the competition were changed.
It was now conducted by sects as units.
This change, how should I put it, has both advantages and disadvantages.
The advantage is that the Talent Battle process is shortened and becomes more straightforward.
Otherwise, with thirteen entire prefectures in the southern region and so many young powerhouses, how long would it take to finish?
Moreover, whoever reaches the end will receive more benefits.
That means a total of ten spots for the Wild Sea.
Before, even if I took first place, there would only be one spot.
As for the disadvantage…
It’s that the chances for slightly weaker forces to pick up the scraps become incredibly slim.
The difference between being in the top twenty and top three is enormous, as you can imagine.
Additionally, many people won’t be able to participate in the Talent Battle because the sects will only send out their strongest members.
Others won’t even have the opportunity to take part.
“These top sects are certainly full of confidence.” Meng Changqing’s eyes flickered.
Under the previous rules, any major sect could occupy at most two or three spots.
“If they can’t make it to the end, it’ll be over for all of them.” Meng Changqing stood at the bow of the boat, hands clasped behind his back.
His black hair fluttered.
In short, it centralized and expanded the benefits, but the risks were the same.
Unlike before, if one person lost, at least there were others.
With this in mind, an idea surfaced in his heart: if he could block these major sects right at the start, it would be quite amusing.
A smile appeared on Meng Changqing’s face.
But it depended on luck. It’s not something he could control.
“Do you have confidence?” the Grand Elder looked at Meng Changqing and asked.
“It’s a pity that first place only gets ten spots.” Meng Changqing’s lips curled slightly, “As for the other ten, I can only watch as they fall into someone else’s hands.”
Hearing this, the Grand Elder was taken aback.
Then he chuckled silently.
This boy’s tone is indeed bold, almost identical to Xi Yingqing back in the day.
No, perhaps even bolder!
But with Meng Changqing’s current strength, he indeed has the right to say this!
According to Hua Ciyan’s intelligence, among the younger generation in the entire southern region, only two people might pose a threat to Meng Changqing.
They were Li Jin from the Proud Sword Sect and Yu Hongxue from the Nine-Colored Glazed Pavilion!
Especially the latter!
It’s said that Yu Hongxue was the most talented disciple in the history of the Nine-Colored Glazed Pavilion!
He might even surpass the sect’s founder!
“You don’t need to worry about the others, but you must be extra cautious with Li Jin and Yu Hongxue,” the Grand Elder reminded him.
“Alright.” Meng Changqing smiled faintly.
Before, he might have paid more attention, but now, there’s no need.
With his Tenfold Sword Intent, he didn’t think anyone could withstand his blade!
“Good.” The Grand Elder felt slightly relieved.
Young people tend to be arrogant.
Fortunately, Meng Changqing has always been relatively steady.
Thinking back to the past…
Among the eighteen disciples of Tai Xuan, besides himself, almost all were the same — young and reckless!
Fortunately, they were strong enough, so they didn’t fail miserably.
Until they went there.
In the end, they paid the price.
And it was a heavy price!
“By the way, here is the information on the disciples of the major sects. You can take a look during the journey.
“Know yourself and your enemy, and you will be invincible in a hundred battles.”
The Elder withdrew his thoughts and took out a storage ring.
It was filled with jade slips.
The information in the jade slips was collected by the Secret Message Hall, much more detailed than what was publicly available.
They even analyzed the strengths and weaknesses clearly.
Hearing this, Meng Changqing’s eyes lit up.
At least he could learn about the cultivation techniques of these major sects.
See if there’s anything special.
If it looked promising, he might seize the opportunity to make friends.
Although, as the Grand Elder mentioned, once he entered the arena, he might become the target of everyone.
But it’s better to resolve enmities than to create them.
After all, was there such a thing as eternal hatred in this world?
Why not sit down, have a good chat, and make some friends, right?
Meng Changqing was confident in his charm and Crimson Sky at his waist.
He believed he could turn these guys from enemies into friends!
The Five Sects of Tianxuan were renowned in the Souther Region.
Even compared to the top sects in other prefectures, they had a slight edge.
Among the Five Sects, there were also strong and weak ones.
Strictly speaking, the Nine-Colored Glazed Pavilion was the strongest.
Next was the Proud Sword Sect.
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The Purple Sun Palace.
And the Wind King Hall.
Besides, the Nine-Colored Glazed Pavilion was also the oldest power in the Southern Region.
Unlike other major sects, which rose in the past two or three thousand years, its history can be traced back to the establishment of the Holy Land.
Therefore, the territory of the Nine-Colored Glazed Pavilion is incredibly vast.
Looking as far as the eye could see, it’s hard to see the end.
It boasted hundreds of thousands of spirit peaks!
Even in mid-air, there were ancient mountains suspended, fixed in place by incomprehensible powers.
Cranes flew in formation across the sky, and spiritual birds sung as they soared through the clouds.
The sight was truly breathtaking.
And it was filled with the majesty of a great sect!
The dawn broke, and rays of light filled the sky.
Ancient bells rang from the depths of the Nine-Colored Glazed Pavilion’s mountain gate, echoing far and wide.
In the distance, countless cloud boats were rushing towards the mountain.
The scene was magnificent and grand!
The Southern Genius Battle officially begins!
Heroes from all sides gathered, and talents were abundant!
“So this is the Nine-Colored Glazed Pavilion.” Meng Changqing stepped out of the cloud boat room, looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, and couldn’t help but nod.
As expected of a top sect.
A terrifying force second only to the Holy Land.
The grandeur of this mountain gate’s territory was extraordinary.
“I didn’t expect that one day we would come back to this place.” Not far away, the Grand Elder, Hua Ciyan, and Ku Fengchun approached.
Their voices carried a deep sense of nostalgia, as if many memories had surfaced in their hearts.
“Junior Brother, what you have to face is much more difficult than what we faced back then.” Ku Fengchun said with a smile, “But I believe in you.”
“Don’t worry, I will walk to the end, until… no one is worthy in my eyes.”
Meng Changqing smiled slightly.