A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

"Young Master, I think I've figured it out. This Xuan Yun Holy Son is pretending to come to the competition; his real purpose is to recruit people for the Holy Land."

Su Yi became increasingly suspicious of Gu Jun's motives, as he ended up abducting the Chen family's eight-year-old child.

Xiao Xuan said, "I heard that this Xuan Yun Holy Land is a sacred cultivation ground in the Lingyuan Mountain Range."

"If Chen Ming, with his second level of enlightenment, can enter the outer sect, then Young Master's Condensation Realm is definitely more than enough."

Chen Yue agreed with Xiao Xuan's words.

Staying in this small river city will limit opportunities for development.

It would be better to go to the Lingyuan Mountains; you'd have a better chance of encountering them there.

At Chen Yue's current age, he possesses the cultivation level of the fifth level of the Condensation Source Realm.

Entering the inner gate of the Xuan Yun Holy Land should be very smooth.

In addition, Gu Jun's identity as the Holy Son of Xuanyun gave Chen Yue more confidence as he ventured out into the world.

The junior group has concluded its competition, with Chen Yu emerging as the champion.

The next match will be a showdown between the junior groups.

Four servants of the Chen family carried a huge box and swayed as they walked onto the martial arts stage.

The box contained what appeared to be many spherical objects.

When lifted, it wobbles, and the spheres inside collide continuously, making a crisp sound.

The referee from the Chen family stepped onto the martial arts stage.

"Everyone, the next match is for the junior group!"

"In this Chen Family Grand Competition, there are a total of twenty-six contestants in the junior group!"

“Every contestant is an outstanding member of my Chen family.”

"I have absolute confidence that I can achieve the good ranking I desire in this competition!"

The referee slowly walked to the box, pointed at it, and gave the audience a hint.

"I'm sure you've all seen the big box on the stage."

"The box contains the item for choosing your opponent in this battle!"

After saying that, the referee reached into the box and pulled out a round ball with a three clearly marked on it.

Then he took out another sphere, which was numbered five.

"There are twenty-six spheres in the box!"

"The serial numbers are from one to thirteen, and each serial number has two corresponding spheres."

"Before the battle begins, the junior group contestants go on stage for blind selection."

"Those who draw two of the same number will be each other's opponents in the first match!"

After the rules for selecting opponents were explained, several servants of the Chen family hung a huge white cloth on the side of the training ground.

The top is decorated with fine lines, and the bottom layer consists of twenty-six black dots.

With each layer above, the number of black dots decreases by half until only one black dot remains on the top layer.

That position belongs to the winner of the junior group in this Chen Family Grand Competition.

The referee was holding a black square wooden box.

The contents of the wooden box are the wooden plaques for the 26 contestants.

After they have drawn their opponents, the referee will hang the wooden plaques on the corresponding black dots on the white cloth.

"It's finally about to begin." Chen Yue was eager to rush onto the stage and draw the same number as Chen Ming.

In the first match, they drew Chen Ming's Primordial Sacred Body.

Luan Xinying grasped Chen Yue's hand and instructed, "Xiao Yue, go easy on them. They are only at the Body Tempering Realm."

Previously, Luan Xinying was worried that Chen Yue might get injured in the competition.

Now, Luan Xinying is worried that Chen Yue might dominate the competition.

The difference between the Condensation Realm and the Body Tempering Realm is not even a factor in the difference between the two realms; their physical strength is on completely different levels.

Feeling the warmth from his mother's hand, Chen Yue unconsciously smiled.

"Don't worry, Mother, I will do my best."

Luan Xinying didn't say anything more. Over the years, her family had suffered endless ridicule and sarcasm.

Since Chen Chu's death and Chen Yue's cultivation being destroyed, he has never been taken seriously by anyone again.

The reason for this is that he had previously aroused jealousy, which led to him being kicked when he was down.

Imagining the scene on the martial arts stage later, Luan Xinying couldn't help but feel sorry for Chen Yue's opponent.

"Young master, don't hold back. It would be best to break one of their arms and one of their legs."

Su Yi revealed a sinister expression and let out a chilling laugh.

Chen Yue punched Su Yi in the chest, "Little Su Yi, your thinking is too dark, it's not advisable."

"I don't like dismembering arms and legs, but dismembering the head is a good method."

Seeing Chen Yue calmly utter such chilling words sent a chill down one's spine.

Xiao Xuan and Su Yi felt a cool breeze blow past their ears, and were so startled that they took a few steps back.

Xiao Xuan peeked out from behind Su Yi, "Young Master, your thoughts are clearly even darker than Xiao Yi's!"

"Xiao Yue! Look how scared Xiao Xuan and Xiao Yi are!" Luan Xinying couldn't help but laugh.

The referee stood on the platform and shouted, "Please come up to the stage, junior group contestants, to draw your numbers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, twenty-six younger members of the Chen family emerged from the crowd from all directions.

"I'm going."

Chen Yue left the crowd and walked straight to the martial arts stage.

Gu Jun saw his good friend Chen Yue go on stage and prepared to cheer for him.

Seeing Chen Yue dressed simply, a stark contrast emerged between him and Chen Ming.

Gu Jun couldn't help but feel suspicious. "Fellow Daoist Chen Yue is at the Condensation Origin Realm. With such talent, even in my Xuan Yun Holy Land, he would barely be able to reach the threshold of becoming an inner disciple."

Why is he so disregarded in the Chen family?

"Chen Ming's cultivation level is barely at the second level of Dao Enlightenment, yet the head of the Chen family is praising him to the skies. Could it be that he favors his own son?"

"Or perhaps, Fellow Daoist Chen Yue has been hiding his strength all along and has never revealed it."

With this thought in mind, Gu Jun suddenly remembered Chen Yue's gesture to him to be quiet.

I finally figured out the reason: Fellow Daoist Chen Yue wanted to show off at the Grand Competition!

"Fellow Daoist Chen Yue seems to be an upright person, but it turns out he's even better at pretending than I am."

Gu Jun's silly chuckle reached Xiao Chenyu's ears.

"Brother Jun, what are you laughing at?"

"Xiaoyu, who do you think will win the championship in the junior group this time?"

Gu Jun asked a soul-searching question, having already found the answer in his heart and guessed the answer Xiao Yu would give.

Upon hearing the question, Xiaoyu answered without hesitation, almost blurting it out.

"Young Master Chen Ming."

Chen Zhaowu, standing to the side, smiled and nodded gently, quite satisfied with Xiao Chenyu's answer.

"Chen Ming, it was just as I suspected." Gu Jun's guess was confirmed.

In his eyes, the extremely upright Fellow Daoist Chen Yue was really going to show off in this competition!

Gu Jun did not expose Chen Yu's lie or refute his answer, but quietly waited for the battle to begin.

All twenty-six people went up on stage and stood around the box.

Chen Ming was somewhat surprised to see Chen Yue on the stage; he was surprised that Chen Yue actually dared to participate in this competition.

"Chen Yue, pray that you don't run into me in the first match."

Chen Yue's thoughts at this moment were surprisingly similar to Chen Ming's.

"Chen Ming, the sooner you met me, the sooner your bones would have left you."

Once everyone had arrived, the referee immediately announced, "Everyone, begin the drawing!"

They all put their hands into the box and took out their own round ball.

Both of them hoped that the serial number on the ball in their hands would be exactly the same as the other's.

Chen Ming flipped the sphere over and saw the number seven on it.