Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 501: Chapter 501 Heavenly Chosen Compass! (1 more)

”Eat it!”

Despite his reluctance, Cao Tailai ultimately couldn’t ignore the value of a fourth-rank elixir. Although Ximen Chui Liu hadn’t sustained any injuries, consuming this pill would greatly benefit his future cultivation.

Ximen Chui Liu clenched his fist, somewhat puzzled as to why Cao Tailai would accept the pill. But when he saw the four elixir patterns on the pill, even with a myriad of discontent in his heart, he still took the elixir and swallowed it with a ”gulug” sound.

A fourth-rank Soul Condensing Pill with four elixir patterns!

This meant that he might have the chance to break through the tenth meridian!

”How about it, does the four-striped Soul Condensing Pill taste good?” Ling Feng teased and laughed, leaving the group of Liuyun Sword Sect disciples and elders blushing and unable to say a word in response.

What is pride, in front of a fourth-rank Soul Condensing Pill, it’s not important!

”Come on, come on, a four-striped Soul Condensing Pill is nothing. I have here a Soul Condensing Pill with nine elixir patterns. Elder Yao, distribute them, everyone gets one!”

As he spoke, a flash of light emanated from Ling Feng’s Spirit Storage Ring, and a jade-colored porcelain bottle fell into his palm, which he then casually handed to Elder Yao.

A Nine-Pattern Condensing God Elixir!

Everyone’s pupils shrank sharply.

This...

Compared to the four-striped Soul Condensing Pill, that was barely a semi-finished product!

Cao Tailai’s face flushed with embarrassment. No wonder the new Sect Leader of the Wenxian Sect was so generous with the four-striped Soul Condensing Pill; he actually had an entire bottle of Nine-Pattern Condensing God Elixir!

He had cast aside his dignity for a four-striped Soul Condensing Pill, yet at Ling Feng’s hand, that was simply insignificant!

In an instant, Cao Tailai fell silent, clenching his fist tightly, grinding his teeth and saying, ”Proud, aren’t you? You can only be proud for this moment!”

On the central platform, Tianyun Taoist narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: This youth is quite mysterious, casually producing elixirs with nine patterns. Could it be that behind their Asking Immortal Sect, there is the support of an Alchemy Master?

If that were true, it would be terrifying.

A single Alchemy Master could dramatically enhance the overall strength of a sect in the shortest possible time.

This farce did not affect the progress of the contest between the Three Sects.

Tianyun Taoist, having lived his years, set aside his slight underestimation of Ling Feng, cleared his throat, and spoke loudly, ”This new up-and-coming Sect Leader of the Wenxian Sect, may I ask your name?”

”My sect, Ling Feng!”

Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing with a dominating and disdainful spirit.

In this context, modesty was meaningless.

”As expected of a hero born from the youth!” Tianyun Taoist laughed out loud. ”Alright, since the disciples of the Wenxian Sect and the Liuyun Sword Sect have arrived, the Three Sects Martial Arts Tournament will proceed according to the old rules. First up is the battle of the disciples.”

”Following the old rules passed down by the ancestors of the three schools, the disciple battles will be decided by the Heavenly Chosen, where two disciples compete until victory is decided, and then the next opponent is chosen. The winner may continue to fight consecutively, while the loser will be eliminated.”

”For each victory, a sect disciple earns one point, and in the end, the allocation of the various cultivation resources in the Immortal Trace Mountain Range will be based on the proportion of points accumulated by the disciples of the Three Sects. Winning more than two matches in a row entitles the winner to an extra point for each victory!”

The rules of the competition were simple; the so-called Heavenly Chosen was merely a random selection of two numbers by a Golden Plate at the front of the platform.

Tianyun Taoist spoke slowly, ”On the Martial Arts Competition Platform, life and death shall be left to fate. Now, let the disciple battle begin.”

As the words fell, Tianyun Taoist leaped towards the edge of the Golden Compass and said lightly, ”For the sake of fairness, let the Sect Master of the Liuyun Sword Sect and the Sect Master of the Asking Immortal Sect start the first rotation of the Heavenly Chosen Compass together.”

Ling Feng touched his nose bridge and turned his head towards Elder Yao, asking in a deep voice, ”Elder Yao, how is the Heavenly Chosen Compass supposed to be drawn?”

”It’s quite simple,” Elder Yao replied with a smile. ”See that Golden Plate beside Tianyun Taoist? You just need to channel a strand of True Qi into it, and the Compass will start spinning. It’s divided into three sections: A, B, and C, with Class A representing the number one disciple of the Liuyun Sword Sect. Our Wenxian Sect’s codes range from Class C one to Class C ten.”

”I see,” Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, ”and what if one draws a number from their own sect?”

”That won’t happen. That’s the magic of the Heavenly Chosen Compass; it absolutely won’t produce two numbers from the same sector at once.”

”Understood.”

Ling Feng nodded slightly and with a leap, he flew onto the platform.

At the same time, Cao Tailai of the Liuyun Sword Sect also leapt up. As the two of them locked eyes, Cao Tailai’s pupils clearly showed a hint of anger, but Ling Feng completely ignored Cao Tailai’s furious gaze.

In his eyes, a martial artist of Cao Tailai’s level was nothing more than a buffoon.

If it weren’t for the honor of the Wenxian Sect, he wouldn’t even deign to bully them.

”Start spinning the Heavenly Chosen Compass then.”

Following Tianyun Taoist’s words, Ling Feng and Cao Tailai simultaneously channeled a stream of True Qi into the edge of the Compass, causing the two pointers to spin rapidly.

Shortly after, two numbers appeared.

Class A three!

Class C six!

Tianyun Taoist took out a registry and announced loudly, ”Alright, the two Sect Masters may return for now. Next, I invite disciple number three of the Liuyun Sword Sect, Mo Tingfeng, and disciple number six of the Wenxian Sect, Yaen Wentao, to come up to the stage and fight!”

Cao Tailai glared at Ling Feng, his mouth twisting into a grin, ”Just watch, there are no weak ones among the top ten disciples of our Liuyun Sword Sect this batch!”

”Is that so?” Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders. Even if the other nine disciples of the Wenxian Sect were to lose all nine matches, there was still Lin Xian’er, capable enough to turn the tide.

He had no doubts about this.

If an A-class disciple from the Heavenly Position Academy couldn’t achieve this, then Lin Xian’er’s teacher, Vice-Chancellor Tong Chengtai of the Heavenly Position Academy, wouldn’t have taken her as a student.

Yaen Wentao, twenty-six years old, was at the Ninth Level of Magnetic Condensation Realm. Although not very outstanding, he was still among the more remarkable ones within the Inner Sect Disciples of the Wenxian Sect.

After all, back in the days when Ling Feng wasn’t the Sect Leader of the Wenxian Sect, he powerfully suppressed the Iron Blood Alliance, crippling many of the elite young generation of the Wenxian Sect.

Later, when Ling Feng became Sect Leader, those Iron Blood Alliance members who had once sinned against him either died or fled, which also led to the Wenxian Sect’s current predicament.

”Just do your best,” Ling Feng patted Yaen Wentao on the shoulder. This disciple, older than himself, seemed like a junior in his eyes.

”Yes, Sect Leader!”

Yaen Wentao, still gripping the Elixir that Ling Feng had just distributed, knew he must not disgrace the Wenxian Sect. For the sake of that Nine-Pattern Condensing God Elixir, he absolutely couldn’t lose too disgracefully.

”Stop dawdling! Come up and meet your demise!”

Mo Tingfeng of the Liuyun Sword Sect snorted, his Long Sword sweeping through the air, his expression icy.

The Wenxian Sect had caused their Liuyun Sword Sect to lose face earlier. In this match, he was determined to crush the Wenxian Sect disciple underfoot, to recover the lost honor.