A month passed quickly, and the Taique Sect's outer disciple competition finally began.

On this day, the outer plaza of the Tai Que Sect was bustling with activity. Outer disciples from various peaks gathered together, eager and ready to try their skills.

In the center of the plaza stood a massive arena. A protective barrier surrounded the arena to prevent disciples from being injured or disturbed during their sparring.

Lin Yitang stood in the crowd, her gaze calmly fixed on the ring.

After a month of seclusion, her cultivation level has improved significantly. She has now successfully broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining, and her strength is even greater than before.

She looked around and saw the other disciples participating in the competition. Some were nervous, some were full of confidence, and some were very calm.

Everyone was dressed in outer disciple robes, gathered in small groups. The young disciples were full of vigor, most of them having just joined the sect, and were eager to participate in the competition.

However, some of the older disciples were also mixed in.

Some of them already looked middle-aged, while others appeared young on the outside but had actually accumulated a sense of age over time. Some were even quite old, with graying temples, looking like they didn't have much time left to live.

These people rarely appeared in front of Lin Yitang. They were all too poor in aptitude, spending their entire lives in the outer sect without ever breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage, ultimately trapped by the lifespan of the Qi Refining stage, growing old and frail.

Perhaps they were unwilling to stop here, or perhaps they wanted to give themselves a chance to break through, which is why they participated in the competition.

After all, in the outer sect disciple competition, anyone who makes it into the top 100 will receive a sect reward. Those who make it into the top 10 will have the opportunity to enter the inner sect.

Lin Yitang watched for a while, then shook her head and turned her gaze back to the arena.

At this moment, an elderly man dressed in elder's robes slowly walked onto the arena; he was none other than the Third Elder.

His gaze was authoritative as he swept across the square, and the scene immediately fell silent.

The Third Elder cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, today is the Taique Sect's Outer Disciple Grand Competition. All outer disciples are welcome to participate. Dozens of peak masters will be observing this competition, so I won't go into too much detail."

As the elder finished speaking, spiritual energy suddenly surged across the plaza, and men and women dressed in magnificent robes and exuding powerful auras flew to the plaza from all directions.

Some of them have flowing white hair and an air of otherworldly grace; others are strikingly handsome and possess an imposing presence.

These are all peak masters or elders of the Taique Sect, each a cultivator at or above the Nascent Soul stage, possessing great strength and high status.

The oppressive aura emanating from them made the disciples in the square feel suffocated and dare not look directly at them.

Each of these peak masters or elders has several young disciples by their side.

Most of these disciples were young, yet each possessed extraordinary cultivation. They followed behind their master, their eyes curiously scanning their surroundings; they were clearly personal disciples brought by their master to observe and learn.

When the disciples made their appearance, many people cast envious glances at them.

These disciples are either exceptionally talented or possess other strengths, making them the chosen ones by the peak masters and elders. They represent the ultimate goal for many Taique Sect disciples and are the envy of everyone.

At this moment, many outer disciples were already burning with excitement. Because if they could win first place in the outer disciple competition, they might catch the eye of a powerful figure and become one of them.

While the outer disciples were thinking rapidly, the peak masters and their disciples had already taken their seats.

When the peak master of Danfu Peak, True Monarch Yuheng, appeared, someone next to him laughed and said, "Peak Master Yuheng, I heard that your most prized disciple, Junior Sister Ye, recently made a mistake and was locked up in the back mountain? Is she alright?"

Yuheng frowned and glanced at the speaker.

The speaker was none other than Zilan Zhenjun, the peak master of Beast Taming Peak, a female Nascent Soul True Monarch. She was looking at Yuheng with a smile on her face.

Yuheng snorted coldly, not even turning his head, and said, "Li'er is fine, thank you for your concern, Peak Master Zilan. However, the Beast Taming Peak lost the cub of the Taique Sect's guardian beast, and it has not been found yet. I wonder if it is alright."

Upon hearing this, Zi Lan smiled awkwardly and waved her hand, saying, "Let bygones be bygones, it's better not to mention it."

Then she winked and asked, "By the way, I heard that Junior Sister Lin, whom you expelled from the inner sect, is also going to participate in this outer sect disciple competition. What are your thoughts on that?"

Yuheng glanced at Zilan expressionlessly and said indifferently, "She's a wicked disciple, and has nothing to do with me anymore. It's good that she's participating in the competition; she can see the gap between herself and others and understand how disappointed she is in me."

Upon hearing this, Zi Lan pursed her lips, clearly disagreeing with Yu Heng Zhenjun's words.

Then, she turned her gaze to the other side, to the peak master of Lingcao Peak, Yunmeng Zhenjun, and asked excitedly, "Senior Brother Yunmeng, who do you think are the promising talents among the outer disciples this time?"

After a moment of contemplation, Yunmeng Zhenjun slowly said, "In my opinion, the disciples who stood out in the last outer sect competition all have great potential. The candidates on the outer sect top 100 list for this competition should be similar to those last time."

Zi Lan nodded in agreement, saying, "The top 100 from the last competition were indeed all excellent, and I think it's very likely they will maintain that level. However, some of them have broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage and entered the inner sect, right?"

Yunmeng said, "There are quite a few people. After each outer sect disciple competition, some people enter the inner sect. Last time there were more, about 10 or 23. There are also three or four who broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage. I don't think it's possible that this year's number will exceed the last one."

At this moment, someone nearby laughed and said, "I think there might be even more this year."

Yunmeng Zilan was immediately drawn by the sound. She turned her head and saw that Xuanhui Zhenjun, the peak master of Qiandao Peak, was looking at them with a smile.

Zi Lan showed an interested expression: "Oh? Why do you say that?"

Xuan Hui said, "The last outer disciple competition was about thirteen years ago, before the new batch of disciples even entered the sect. This time, the new disciples are going to compete, and I think there are quite a few geniuses in this batch."

Yunmeng also chimed in with interest: "For example?"

Xuan Hui: "For example, the disciples of the outer sect of the eight peaks, such as Qin Chong and Zhao Qian of One Sword Peak, Shi Muyue of Beast Taming Peak, Min Jingyuan of Array Weapon Peak, Peng Shuirui of Spirit Herb Peak, and Xu Xiping and Nie Muqing of Pill Talisman Peak, are all top-notch geniuses of the outer sect. The number of talents in this year's class may be even greater than that of the previous year. If Chen Qi of Pill Talisman Peak hadn't made a mistake and been expelled from the outer sect some time ago, he might have been added to the list."

Yunmeng stroked his beard and sighed, "Yes, Danfu Peak is truly teeming with talent, even in the outer sect. Unlike us, we're lucky if our outer sect produces even one. But speaking of which, doesn't your Qiandao Peak have any disciples with potential in the outer sect?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Hui also sighed softly, his tone tinged with desolation: "It is a great pity that our Thousand Paths Peak outer sect has not yet produced any outstanding geniuses, which is truly shameful."

"That's true. Nowadays, the disciples no longer cultivate magic. They think magic cultivation is outdated and can't compare to sword cultivators and talisman cultivators."

As he spoke, Xuan Hui gently stroked the magical artifact in his sleeve, a hint of nostalgia in his expression.

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