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Azure Wind Sword Sect thousands of miles away, Ren Pingsheng was sitting on the Flying Vessel, flying swiftly towards the distance. His destination was Xuanjian Sect, which was over thirty million miles away. It had only been two years since he set out, and he still had half a year left, so he was not in a hurry and planned to fly there at his own pace. Even if he couldn't make it in time, he could still use the Teleportation Array.
He left without saying goodbye to anyone; he had mentioned it before, so it wasn't considered a sudden disappearance that would cause concern.
During these two years, he had gained a lot while staying in the Mountain Valley of Canglan Mountain Back Mountain. Not only had he created an impressive Sword Technique, but his cultivation had also broken through to the Perfect Sect Level. He even advanced to the Fourth Layer of the Soul Refinement Technique, and now the space within his Sea of Consciousness had doubled, allowing him to devour Gray Clouds at an even faster rate.
After staying there for a year and a half, he stumbled upon the space of Killing Heart by chance and fully comprehended the Sword Momentum. In the time that followed, he improved his understanding of Cloud Realm and Thunder's Realm from eighty percent to ninety percent.
Now, his Golden Realm, Cloud Realm, Blood Realm, and Thunder's Realm were all at ninety percent. The Wood Realm was already perfected at one hundred percent, and the Sword Momentum was also at one hundred percent.
In addition, due to frequently observing summer storms, he gained significant insights and progress in merging the concepts of Wind, Cloud, Thunder. Currently, his integration of the Cloud Realm had reached seventy percent, which could be considered a major achievement. The fusion of the three concepts of Wind, Cloud, Thunder was at thirty-nine percent, just one step away from minor success. As for the fusion of the Wind and Thunder Realm, it had progressed to six layers.
It can be said that during these two years, Ren Pingsheng used every possible means to significantly enhance his strength. Unfortunately, he initially aimed to perfect all his Artistic Conceptions, but due to delays caused by comprehending two types of Sword Techniques and understanding the Sword Momentum, he ultimately did not achieve this goal.
This left him somewhat regretful; if he could have another two years, he was confident that he could comprehend all other types of Artistic Conceptions to perfection. Only then would his strength truly reach the pinnacle of Zongji Jing. After that, he could focus on obtaining the Evolutionary Essence.
Unfortunately, although he researched the Wood Realm, his gains were minimal. He still hadn't grasped much about how to obtain the Evolutionary Essence. The remaining trace of green light left by the Azure Dragon still existed within him. Without a clear direction, he didn't dare to absorb or refine it recklessly.
Only by finding a direction for obtaining the Evolutionary Essence could he make a concerted effort to evolve the Wood Realm into its Profound Meaning. At that point, he would be considered a Half-Step Monarch, and his strength would see a significant boost.
"Ah, if evolving one type of Profound Meaning is so difficult, how much harder will it be to master multiple types? Or does mastering one provide direction for understanding others naturally?" Sitting on the Flying Vessel, Ren Pingsheng spoke uncertainly.
These matters were only briefly mentioned by the Demon Emperor before; there wasn't much elaboration. Moreover, there were no records regarding this in the Azure Wind Sword Sect, which left him feeling worried and confused. Therefore, this time attending the Rising Dragon Conference was also aimed at exchanging ideas with other geniuses so that he could find direction more quickly and progress faster.
At the same time, geniuses who received invitations from Xuanjian Ling were either traveling alone or in pairs or accompanied by family elders as they headed towards the Xuanjian Sect.
To participate in the Rising Dragon Conference, they first needed to gather at the Xuanjian Sect, after which they would enter Jizhou. The reason for gathering at the sect first remained unknown; only upon arrival would they learn why.
Half a year passed quickly. After traversing tens of millions of miles, Ren Pingsheng finally entered the vicinity of the Xuanjian Sect. Along this journey, he experienced many events and witnessed numerous wonders. He gained more understanding of the Snow State.
Finally, three days before the agreed date, Ren Pingsheng arrived at Xuanjian City. This was also the only royal city in the Snow State. It was less than thirty thousand miles from the Xuanjian Sect. Many geniuses who came here would settle down before entering the sect when the time came.
Xuanjian City is still a bit lacking compared to Nanzhou City that he has encountered before. Whether in terms of grandeur or various accumulations, it is understandable given that Nanzhou City is the center of Southern State, the largest state in the Southern Region. This city has a population of five billion, making it exceptionally prosperous, incomparable to other cities in Snow State.
“Brother Tang, this is Xuanjian City, we have finally arrived,” Ren Pingsheng said with a light smile to a White-Clad Man beside him.
“Indeed, this is the closest city to Xuanjian Sect, and it is also the largest city in all of Snow State. We should take a good look around here. Let’s go in!” The man also wore a gentle smile.
This man is called Tang Sheng, whom Ren Pingsheng met during his travels over the past six months. They found themselves quite compatible in conversation and learned that they were both here to attend the Rising Dragon Conference at Xuanjian Sect, so they decided to come together. Along the way, they shared many insights with each other.
The two entered Xuanjian City while chatting and laughing, first finding an Inn to stay at, then heading to the best place in Xuanjian City, the Canglan Restaurant Snow State Restaurant, where they sat down. Besides tasting the local delicacies and satisfying their appetites, they also aimed to gather some information.
“Brother Tang, how many people do you think will attend the Rising Dragon Conference in Jizhou from our Snow State?” Ren Pingsheng asked with interest while swirling his wine glass.
“Well, it’s hard to say for sure. However, the Rising Dragon Conference in Jizhou is a major event in the Eastern Region, and all states will participate. If all nine states send representatives, it would be about one or two hundred people from each state. After all, if there are too many participants, managing them will be a big issue,” Tang Sheng speculated after some thought. By this calculation, there could be nearly two thousand people from nine states, which is not insignificant.
“Brother Tang's estimation seems quite plausible. I just wonder what events will unfold at Xuanjian Sect. I fear it may not be peaceful. With only one or two hundred spots per state, there will surely be fierce competition. Perhaps there might even be a battle!”
“Indeed, many talented individuals have come upon hearing the news. They certainly have their own ambitions for being here. Although Xuanjian Ling allows some powerful factions to select their talents for participation, there are so many geniuses from Snow State. A fierce competition is inevitable.”
“As long as we secure our own spots, we need not worry about anything else. Cheers!” Ren Pingsheng said with a smile as he raised his wine glass.
Their half-serious analysis turned out to be quite accurate. Many talented individuals had gathered in Xuanjian City. The news of the Rising Dragon Conference, held every thirty years, was known by all significant factions. The top ten can enter the Ascension Pool, which can help one achieve a complete Artistic Conception, evolving into a Profound Meaning.
This essentially allows one to step halfway into the King Level Boundary. Therefore, when news of the Rising Dragon Conference spread, all aware geniuses were stirred and rushed towards Xuanjian City. They came from various factions and included those who considered themselves capable among the Loose Practitioners.
Their purpose was simple: they came for the so-called Xuanjian Ling. Each faction received limited amounts of Xuanjian Ling, but there were too many geniuses within their ranks to distribute them fairly. Naturally, they set their sights on other factions' resources, especially those factions that had received only a few and were generally weaker. They were immediately targeted by geniuses from more powerful factions.
Even Xuanjian Sect did not shy away from this idea; as the overlord of Snow State, they certainly had more geniuses within their ranks but could not arbitrarily occupy spots from other factions without reason. Thus, they gathered these talents here for competition. This way, they could justifiably secure more spots.
As the remaining three days passed, more and more people arrived, making Xuanjian City increasingly lively. The martial artists coming and going all possessed cultivation levels no lower than Zongji Jing. They were naturally here for matters related to the Rising Dragon Conference.
On this day, the sun was shining brightly, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. The entire Xuanjian City suddenly erupted with excitement. Many talented individuals hurried towards the gates of the Xuanjian Sect.
A journey of thirty thousand miles would take them just a couple of hours. This day happened to be the one designated by the Xuanjian Sect for all those holding a Xuanjian Ling to gather here.
However, from a distance, one could see countless martial artists; there were at least eight thousand, if not ten thousand. Among them, those possessing a Xuanjian Ling were likely no more than one percent.
Ren Pingsheng and Tang Sheng moved leisurely along with the crowd. After about an hour, they finally caught sight of the towering Xuanjian Mountain. Stretching for thousands of miles, it stood majestically, exuding an impressive aura, truly befitting the location of the Xuanjian Sect's gates.
After another half hour, they arrived at the foot of Xuanjian Mountain. There were already members of the Xuanjian Sect waiting there, divided into two groups. They stood quietly, seemingly waiting for all the talented individuals to arrive.
Another hour passed, and seeing that no one else was coming, an elder stepped forward from among the Xuanjian Sect members. His cultivation level was unclear. He glanced around before speaking: "Those with a Xuanjian Ling, step to the right; those without a Xuanjian Ling, stand on the left."
As soon as he finished speaking, many people instinctively moved to their designated spots.
"Xuanxin, you lead these martial artists with a Xuanjian Ling into the Xuanjian Square," the elder instructed a disciple behind him.
"Yes, Elder!" The disciple in purple robes bowed and then looked at the seventy or eighty martial artists on the right with pride, saying, "Follow me closely and don't make any mistakes."
Once they departed, the elder turned to face the remaining hopeful martial artists and said, "I know your intentions; you all want to compete for a Xuanjian Ling. However, remember that each person only has one chance. If you fail, that's it. If you lose your life, you can only blame your own misfortune."
"Alright, follow me now!" After finishing his words, the elder turned and ascended the mountain. The thousands of martial artists followed suit—some cautiously, some deep in thought, and others filled with excitement.
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