The next day, the disciple recruitment大会 for Ming Li was held as scheduled, attracting people from almost all four realms—immortals, demons, ghosts, and humans.
After all, it was the Ancestor, the foremost figure of the four realms, someone who stood shoulder to shoulder with the Demon Lord and the Ghost King. If someone was lucky enough to catch her eye, they would rise from obscurity to a position of immense power, second only to the supreme ruler. Wouldn't martial arts manuals, elixirs, and rare medicines be readily available then?
The weather today was exceptionally fine, the sky clear and the air crisp, a testament to the efforts of a certain Heavenly Dao.
Xian Li Sect was abuzz with excitement, a gathering of geniuses.
The sect leaders, valley masters, island masters, and gate masters from the seven major powers, the Saintess and Saint Son from the demon realm, the ten children of the Ghost King, and two Human Emperors from the human realm had all come to register for Ming Li's disciple recruitment大会.
The recruitment大会 soon commenced, presided over by Lou Qian Xuan, the Vice Sect Leader of Xian Li.
The recruitment大会 lasted for three days and three nights, eliminating many participants.
On the fourth day, only twelve individuals remained on stage. These were Ling Ji, the Island Master of Peach Blossom Immortal Island; Duan Qian Jue, the Gate Master of Wan Jian Sect; Shi Yu Yang, the Sect Leader of Xian Li Sect; You Zi Ling and Miao Yin Yin, the Demon Realm's Saint Son and Saintess; Gui Yu Chen, the Ghost Realm's Crown Prince; Gui Wu Shuang, the Ghost Realm's Seventh Princess; Xun Yu, a Human Emperor from the human realm; and four rogue cultivators, among whom was Gong Yi Han.
Ming Li sat in the foremost seat on the high platform, her gaze, from behind her mask, falling upon Shi Yu Yang standing below. A slight twitch at the corner of her lips, she transmitted telepathically, "Why are you here causing trouble?! Are you bored?"
Shi Yu Yang replied, "Hehe! Ancestor, I want to be your disciple too."
Ming Li: "..."
Following this, six arenas appeared on the stage. The final round of competition would be one-on-one duels, determined by a draw.
Ling Ji, the Island Master of Peach Blossom Immortal Island, was matched against Miao Yin Yin, the Demon Realm's Saintess.
Duan Qian Jue, the Gate Master of Wan Jian Sect, was up against Shi Yu Yang, the Sect Leader of Xian Li.
You Zi Ling, the Demon Realm's Saint Son, was pitted against Gui Yu Chen, the Ghost Realm's Crown Prince.
Gui Wu Shuang, the Ghost Realm's Seventh Princess, would face Gong Yi Han.
Xun Yu, a Human Emperor from the human realm, was set to compete against the rogue cultivator Wang Yue.
The rogue cultivator Qing Ling would fight against Hong Yi Ling, another rogue cultivator.
After the draw, Lou Qian Xuan announced, "Victory will be decided in a single bout. The winners will proceed to the second round of matches, and so on, until only one person remains on stage. That final individual will be our Ancestor's personal disciple. Oh, and the use of hidden weapons and one's contracted beasts is permitted in this competition."
Let the matches begin!
As Lou Qian Xuan finished speaking, the combatants on the six arenas moved simultaneously.
After more than twenty rounds, victories were decided on four of the arenas, with some individuals being kicked off the stage.
Now, only two arenas remained occupied: Ling Ji versus Miao Yin Yin; and Duan Qian Jue versus Shi Yu Yang.
On the first arena, Ling Ji and Miao Yin Yin, both women, unleashed their hidden trump cards, engaging in a fierce battle.
In the end, Ling Ji utilized formations, hidden weapons, and seductive arts, inflicting significant damage on Miao Yin Yin. However, she ultimately succumbed to Miao Yin Yin's protagonist halo.
On the second arena, Duan Qian Jue and Shi Yu Yang were also locked in an intense struggle.
Duan Qian Jue wielded his sword with exceptional skill, while Shi Yu Yang brandished his two large hammers with imposing might.
With a single hammer strike, Shi Yu Yang left a large crater in the arena.
Seeing this, Ming Li's lips twitched slightly.
After another dozen rounds, Duan Qian Jue was struck down from the arena by one of Shi Yu Yang's hammers, creating another deep pit in the ground.
Ming Li: "..." Couldn't this guy hold back a little?
ps: Thank you to all the little cuties for the gifts!
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