Origin Player.

Chapter 712 Sword Challenge
Several days passed, and a storm was brewing in the capital.

As the sun rises, its warmth spreads across the land.

In the inner city, a Yin-Yang Pavilion took off first, followed closely by a Floating Pagoda. Above the Academy of Rites, a huge book materialized, and from the direction of the Longevity Sect, a jade pendant carried elders and disciples through the air.

Yin Yang Sect, Floating Pagoda Sect, Ritual Academy, Longevity Sect, Sword Sect.

Starting with the five major sects of the capital, a fleet of flying sword-wielding immortal ships sped towards Liangyi Mountain. The Sword-Asking Tournament officially commenced today, with dozens of first-rate immortal sects participating. The prodigies who had stayed in the capital after the Hundred Kingdoms Grand Competition also rushed over.

In the past three hundred years, the Sword Sect has never been so bustling.

At the summit of Liangyi Mountain, bamboo buildings also rose from the ground. Jiang He activated his spatial authority, completely unveiling the sky of the divinely blessed land, and an ancient city was revealed to the world.

Teams of Yin-Yang Sect disciples cleared away the mortals in the center of the ancient city and set up hundreds of arenas. Then, five beams of light descended, and the five sect leaders joined forces to temporarily suppress the rules of the Divine Relic Blessed Land. The five fruit positions were suspended in mid-air, resembling ancient bronze swords, intertwined dragons and snakes, deep ancient towers, vast seas of books, and rare fruits.

The Five Grottoes are located at the highest point.

Immortal Realm sects are next, followed by Jade Purity Realm sects.

Above the enormous book, Master Shuhai stared solemnly at the sects present. The order of rank and hierarchy was one of the core tenets of his school of thought. Although he had left the Jixia Academy to establish his own sect, he was still willing to follow the teachings of Confucius.

Within half an hour, all the attendees had arrived.

As a dragon boat approached, the Prince of Zhennan sat on his throne and announced, "The Sword Challenge begins. All disciples, please enter."

"Under my watchful eye, those who fall to the ground and cannot get up are eliminated. The first 1024 people will begin to challenge the sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, streaks of light descended from the sky, all of them being new-generation cultivators under the age of thirty.

“Young Master Ji Tianwen has now reached the Great Golden Core stage, and he is probably qualified to compete for the title of one of the top ten in Zhongzhou. Who can rival him?”

“Futu Xuancai is the only choice to win the championship. Relying on the ‘Futu Nine Towers Technique’, he can unleash 30% of the power of the Half-Immortal Soldier Ancient Tower. Ji Tianwen is no match for him even after ten rounds.”

"Look, it's the demoness from the Longevity Sect. I heard she's already at the Nascent Soul stage. Her master is only at the Nascent Soul stage, right? Who exactly is guiding her?"

"The Prince of Rites, who gives away pears, is indeed a man of great talent."

"The Sword Sect actually sent a young girl to participate. Where is Daozi?"

"How could Daozi participate in such acrobatics?"

The elders of the Upper Five Realms were discussing among themselves. Many of these young people would stand shoulder to shoulder with them in the future. According to the ranking of the Sword Inquiry Tournament, the imperial court would reward them with merit and incense. In the second half of the exploration of blessed lands, those with abundant merit could even attract great opportunities to come to them. Therefore, the ranking was of great importance.

Xuanzhen, amidst the flowing light, was a young and promising talent with his pseudo-core cultivation. He kept glancing at the bamboo building in the sky, but because his current Dao power was insufficient, he could not see the beautiful figure that haunted his dreams.

"Qinghan, wait for me to return to my peak."

Ji Tianwen, dressed in military attire, confronted Fu Tu Xuan, who carried the ancient pagoda, while the Changsheng Demoness turned back reluctantly, her heart full of affection for the ordinary young man on the huge jade pendant.

"If my senior brother were willing to participate, the championship would be easily within our grasp."

Because of her gaze, many people saw the ordinary-looking, ordinary-cultivated, and very ordinary young man.

Dongfang Changsheng secretly groaned; such a remarkable moment was extremely rare in the long span of three thousand years.

Despite his extremely poor aptitude, he was born with the true name of [Heavenly Turtle], and his lifespan was over ten thousand years. He peacefully "ascended" from the blessed land to the upper realm, and is now about to advance to the immortal realm.

"If you can't break through, there's a 98% chance. What's the difference between that and courting death? If you fail, wouldn't you have wasted your chance at immortality?"

As everyone landed, the Prince of Zhennan said, "I have already informed the Empress that the Sword Sect has ceded this blessed land as the venue for the Sword Challenge. Regardless of the rankings this time, the Sword Sect will not be removed from the list of the Five Great Sects for the next ten years."

Before anyone could process what he had just said, the King of Zhennan lowered his gaze, and a trace of legendary will enveloped the earth.

Inside the bamboo building high in the sky, Pei Qinghan looked delighted and couldn't help but clench the hem of her sword-adorned skirt.

Jiang He remained calm; it was just some kickbacks. He had asked the Yin Dynasty court for 80,000 Immortal Coins, of which 20,000 were pocketed by the Prince of Zhennan.

With the Prince of Zhennan speaking up, the Holy Empress naturally granted special permission. Even if the Imperial Clan Secretary knew, he wouldn't formally become an enemy of the Jiang Clan for the sake of a Sword Sect. Generally speaking, the three great immortal clans are all in cahoots, and their underhanded suppression of the younger generation of the other two is already the limit. "Does Master still remember what you said before?"

Pei Qinghan's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and he stammered, "The Koi has not yet made it into the top ten."

"What does this have to do with getting into the top ten?" Jiang He said calmly, "The bet is whether we can preserve the Sword Sect's heritage in this Sword Challenge, as you said yourself."

Jiang He helped her put her hair up and said, "It's just a special permission; even if it's given, it can be taken back."

This threat was ineffective and unhelpful.

But Jiang He knew that was enough, after all, the Great Immortal Pig Body was the best at taking advantage of others' misfortunes.

Or rather, only with these characteristics can it be worthy of the title "Fairy Pig".

As expected, although Pei Qinghan's face was flushed and her eyes were filled with embarrassment and anger, she still showed no intention of leaving with her sword.

Pei Qinghan chose to obey.

Jiang He lay half-reclined on the bamboo chair and couldn't help but sigh softly. Such a personality was a complete waste of his cultivation level and he was not even worthy of being a guardian force.

……

Meanwhile, in the Gluttony Paradise, four people sat around.

Old Hei watched Jiang He grow up and had no interest in it. Wuhe thought that humans without feathers were like gorillas in human eyes; except for the leader, they were all ugly and unbearable.

Si Ning, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying it immensely.

"Lao Jiang's talent is no better than that of livestock."

Zhuang Ya chewed on the smoked monster ribs with a cold gaze, while Si Ning, holding the little girl, reached out and covered her eyes.

"The match has started, and you've already instantly entered battle mode. You're really something, Hajijiang. I admire you."

"Pei Qinghan is clearly lost in the moment; her mythical charm is not so easy to resist."

"If you can't hold it with one hand, can't you support it?"

"Idiot! If it's right in your throat, just grit your teeth. If you choke to death, who's going to take responsibility? Is it really necessary to cry?"

"Yes! A victory!"

"Wait, it's just a warm-up!"

The bonfire burned, and the competition continued.

Lao Hei and Wu He looked at Si Ning speechlessly, while Zhuang Ya gently pushed away the hand. As the chief female officer, she had seen this scene countless times. Some of the concubines were even weak and short of breath, and it was she who supported them to barely hold on until the end.

"Tornado deflection, what excellent magic! It's as if you've mastered it without a teacher!"

"She's starting to awaken her talent..."

“The phantom, I saw the attacking phantom. Lao Jiang activated his authority; he can’t hold back any longer.”

"Yes! A victory!"

"Wait, Lao Jiang is slapping Pei Jianxian's cheek. He clearly has his hands behind his back, how did he do that?"

"That's impressive. The strong are meant to suppress the weak."

"You've disappointed me so much, Pei Qinghan. You can't even wash your face properly... Is there a second half to this?"

Si Ning watched with great excitement. It was a life-or-death battle, but the Great Immortal Pig Body was still too young to challenge Lao Jiang. However, it wasn't a one-sided advantage. Without a fundamental contest, Lao Jiang was ultimately at a disadvantage.

(End of this chapter)