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A moment later, the elixir was successfully refined by the War God.
It was a purple-gold pill, exuding a faint, pleasant fragrance.
"Just swallow it," the War God said as he placed the pill into Qin Tian's mouth.
Gentle spiritual energy surged within Qin Tian's body.
After a moment, his damaged body began to recover at a visibly rapid pace, tapping into its potential.
"What a heart-wrenching child!" the War God shook his head, transforming into a beam of light that entered Qin Tian's right eye.
On the third day, in the early morning, the main door opened, and Qin Tian, dressed in white, stepped out slowly.
He was ready.
"Junior Brother, you finally came out."
In the distance, Fatty Gao Jian had been waiting for a long time.
"Fourth Brother, have you been waiting long?"
Qin Tian had been immersed in his training and had not paid attention to the outside world.
"Let's go; the competition is about to start."
Gao Jian nodded, pulling Qin Tian along as they stepped onto the Flying Sword, disappearing above Sky Peak.
The Inner Sect Grand Tournament was the most prestigious event of the Xuan Yang Sword Sect.
Firstly, it was an annual ranking battle among numerous Inner Sect Disciples.
Secondly, the winner would have the opportunity to represent the Xuan Yang Sword Sect in the Ancient Immortal Road Competition held every three years.
The Ancient Immortal Road Competition was a grand event for all Sects in the Southern Land.
The Southern Land was vast, home to billions of humans.
For instance, the Northern Yan Dynasty, where Qin Tian was born, was at the bottom of the Southern Land hierarchy.
Above the dynasties were Sects like the Xuan Yang Sword Sect.
Within these Sects, although there were countless talents and brilliant Heavenly Pride figures, they still did not represent the pinnacle of the Southern Land.
Above the Sect lies the Celestial Gate.
Dynasties, Sects, and the Celestial Gate represent the hierarchy of power in the Southern Land.
Dynasties are as numerous as stars, and Sects are countless as well.
However, there are only three true Celestial Gates in the entire Southern Land.
They embody the strongest Combat Power of the Southern Land, ruling over its vast territories.
The resources they possess are incomparable to those of any Sect or Dynasty.
One is celestial, the other mortal.
The gap between them is unfathomable.
To join the Celestial Gate, the only way is to stand out within one's own Sect.
In any region, regardless of how many Sects exist, there are only three spots available.
Three individuals form a team to participate in the Ancient Immortal Road Competition.
If they can ultimately rank among the top ten in this competition, they will be granted entry into the Celestial Gate.
Joining the Celestial Gate is not only an honor for the cultivator themselves.
Even their originating Dynasty or Sect will shine brightly because of it, bringing glory to their ancestors.
All Sects strive desperately to send their Heavenly Pride into the Celestial Gate for training.
……
Xuan Yang Sword Sect.
Main Peak.
The Inner Sect Grand Tournament attracted the Heavenly Pride and elders from the other two major Sects.
The influence was evident.
Above the Main Peak, it was Decorated with Lanterns and Banners.
Whether they were Inner Sect Disciples or Outer Sect Disciples, everyone gathered together.
The Outer Sect Disciples were responsible for decorating the Main Peak.
The Inner Sect Disciples took charge of welcoming guests.
No matter how hostile the Three Major Sects usually were, at this moment, they all enjoyed a harmonious atmosphere.
“Junior Brother, let me tell you! This year's Inner Sect Tournament is going to be intense!”
Fourth Brother Gao Jian said to Qin Tian earnestly.
“Why?”
Qin Tian was a bit confused.
“Do you know why Third Senior Brother has never made it past the rounds?”
Gao Jian suddenly became serious.
"I don't know."
Qin Tian felt a great curiosity about the elusive Third Senior Brother.
"Three years ago, during the last Ancient Immortal Road Competition, Third Senior Brother was stalwart and handsome, second only to me in looks. His strength surpassed that of his peers, earning him the title of Heavenly Pride, someone who could definitely enter the Celestial Gate. Unfortunately, during the Three Sects Nine Men Battle, he was deceived and lost his head."
It was only at this moment that Fourth Brother Gao Jian revealed this matter.
"What... who did it?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Tian was stunned, his fists clenching tightly.
"Lingxu Daozong, Zhang Wangchuan."
Gao Jian took a deep breath and continued speaking.
"After that, he failed in the Ancient Immortal Road Competition and vanished without a trace. Until this year, when he emerged again and won first place in the Inner Sect Grand Tournament of Lingxu Daozong.
So, this year's Nine-Man Battle, Second Senior Sister will definitely seek revenge for Third Senior Brother. However, Zhang Wangchuan is very strong and unpredictable. I'm afraid even Second Senior Sister may not be his match."
Hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in Qin Tian's eyes.
The long-hidden Third Senior Brother had such a story.
Although they had never interacted, Qin Tian couldn't help but feel a surge of anger within him.
What kind of hatred could drive a person to lose their head yet still cling to life?
Unwillingness.
It was a fierce unwillingness.
"The Lingxu Daozong and our Sect have harbored enmity since centuries ago. However, in recent years, our Sect has not held the upper hand. Back then, our Third Senior Brother, Stalwart and Handsome, suppressed his contemporaries to the point where they couldn't raise their heads. Everyone thought we would finally crush the Lingxu Daozong.
But unexpectedly, Zhang Wangchuan resorted to trickery, inheriting a strand of spiritual power from his father. At the last moment, he struck back and severed the Third Senior Brother's head."
The more Gao Jian spoke, the more distressed he felt.
After understanding all this, Qin Tian realized that this year's battle was a must-win.
Though they had no direct dealings, they were still brothers of the same sect.
At the Main Peak.
The Sky Peak Disciples had gathered, and the Earth Peak Disciples were nearly complete.
Only the Ren Peak disciples were still on their way.
At this moment, the elders of the Three Great Peaks had all assembled here.
A temporary venue capable of seating tens of thousands had been erected atop the Main Peak.
In the center stood a massive Arena.
It was for competition use.
In the east, towering platforms stood tall.
The Elders of Each Peak had already gathered.
In the west, two large stages were erected.
The Elders of Lingxu Daozong and Ziyang Immortal Sect, along with the Heavenly Pride, had also taken their seats.
In the Ten Thousand People Venue, most of those seated were Outer Sect Disciples.
Just by looking at this grand setup, one could understand how impressive the Xuan Yang Sword Sect truly was.
Even the two Elders who had already taken their seats felt a twinge of envy in their hearts.
The sun was high in the sky.
Everyone had arrived.
Qin Tian and Gao Jian also made their way to the platform designated for Inner Sect Disciples.
Beside them sat Du Ziheng and Gong Xueyi.
The disciples of the Four Heavenly Peaks sat side by side, attracting countless gazes.
The Earth Peak Disciples and Human Peak Disciples also quietly took their seats.
Gao Jian found himself sandwiched between Qin Tian and Gong Xueyi.
"Hey, Junior Brother, can we swap places? Hehe."
Narrowing his beady little eyes, Gao Jian stood up, intending to switch places with Qin Tian.
Qin Tian let out a bitter smile and was about to rise.
However, unexpectedly, Gong Xueyi, sitting nearby, furrowed her delicate brows, her beauty marred by a slight frown.
"Sit down."
As soon as the words left her lips, Gao Jian scratched his head, not daring to retort, and quickly sat back down.
Qin Tian licked his lips, also refraining from saying more.
"Junior Brother, there are rules at Sky Peak. I wonder if Xiao Si has mentioned them to you."
At that moment, Du Ziheng, sitting upright, spoke softly.
"Please enlighten me."
Qin Tian clasped his fists in respect.
"If you fail to make it into the top one hundred for two consecutive years, you’re out!"
Du Ziheng crossed his legs and didn’t even glance at Qin Tian.
"Oh."
Qin Tian nodded and chose not to say anything further.
"Hmph, with three hundred disciples in the Inner Sect, getting into the top one hundred is no easy feat. One must not be too arrogant. As your senior brother, I am patiently teaching you these lessons about being a person. Don’t be ungrateful!"
Du Ziheng's gaze was as cold as a knife, piercing into Qin Tian's face.
"Oh? What did you say, Senior Brother? I didn't quite understand. Could you please repeat that?"
Qin Tian smiled shyly, innocently lifting his head to look at Du Ziheng.
"I said..."
Du Ziheng's eyes widened in surprise, ready to continue.
However, unexpectedly, the beautiful Gong Xueyi sitting beside him lightly raised her head and said, "That's enough."
"Junior Sister, you..."
Du Ziheng felt as if he had a fly stuck in his throat, struggling to speak.
But Gong Xueyi's gaze forced him to close his mouth.
"Mm."
Qin Tian sneered.
"The time has come; the competition begins!"
With the words of an elder, the Ten Thousand People Venue erupted in excitement.
Countless Outer Sect Disciples cheered wildly for the names they admired most.
Yet, the loudest and most unified voice among them was still that of Gong Xueyi.
"Sister Gong."
The cheers of countless people finally converged into these three words.
Even when thousands shouted her name, Gong Xueyi remained like an iceberg, silent and unmoving.
At that moment, a figure stepped out from the elder's seat.
Slowly, they walked onto the Arena.
Hiss—
As the figure became visible, numerous disciples gasped in shock.
"This year it's Elder Zhao presiding? The standards are too high!"
Someone exclaimed in astonishment.
"Elder Zhao is the third elder of the Sect. His status is noble, and his experience is profound. Even Master Zhao has to show him respect!"
"Indeed! Elder Zhao hasn't appeared in many years; some even thought he had passed away."
Many whispered among themselves, unable to believe that this esteemed elder, ranked third in the Xuan Yang Sword Sect, would personally oversee this year's Inner Sect Tournament.
"Remember three years ago at the Three Sects Nine Men Battle? In Lingxu Daozong's territory, Zhang Wangchuan severed Brother Du's head. If it weren't for the guidance of many elders, Brother Du might have perished. This year, it's our Sect's home ground. We must intimidate them."
"Hmph, what they took from us must be returned. This year, Zhang Wangchuan from Lingxu Daozong won't be able to leave our mountain!"
"Kill him!"
On the platform, whether it was Outer Sect Disciples or Inner Sect Disciples, everyone became excited at the appearance of Elder Zhao.
The atmosphere ignited in an instant.
"This Inner Sect Tournament will be presided over by this old man. It consists of three parts: the Preliminary Round, the Elimination Match, and the Challenge Round.
The Preliminary Round will involve all registered Inner Sect Disciples. Each participant will receive a token to enter the Spirit Void Secret Realm. After one hour, based on the number of tokens held, the top one hundred sixty will advance to the Elimination Match.
The Elimination Match will consist of four rounds, with the strongest ten advancing to the Challenge Round. In the Challenge Round, each participant will have nine opportunities to challenge others. However, challenges cannot be repeated. This continues until everyone has exhausted their chances or no one is left to challenge.
The top three will be the winners of this Inner Sect Tournament! The third place will receive a Qi Control Realm artifact. The second place will receive a Spirit-Enhancing Artifact along with a set of Human-Level Martial Arts.
The first place, in addition to receiving both of the above rewards, may make any request to the Sect. No matter how difficult it may be, we will do our utmost to fulfill it."
Hiss—
Upon hearing this statement, everyone present couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
Any request?
While the other rewards were limited, this particular request truly stunned everyone in attendance, including elders and Heavenly Pride from the other two Sects.
Perhaps only the Xuan Yang Sword Sect, which once dominated and ruled over the Three Sects, had the foundation to make such a statement.
At this moment, no one noticed that Qin Tian's eyes were filled with uncontainable excitement.
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