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Heavy snow sealed the city.
Millions of miles away from the Xuan Yang Sword Sect, in the Snow State Sword Manor, a young man walked through the snow.
Not a single footprint was left behind him.
"Hmph, if it weren't for that favor I owe you from years ago, I wouldn't help you no matter what."
A purple glow emanated from his hand, reflecting a look of disdain on his face.
Indeed.
As the seventh on the Southern Dragon and Tiger Rankings, Tiger List, he had every right to feel this way.
He looked down on all enemies in the world.
"Han Jinglong, is that guy sending another letter again?"
At that moment, another figure appeared behind him in the snowy landscape.
"If it's not him, then who? If I hadn't inadvertently owed him a favor back then, I wouldn't be dealing with this kind of trouble. However, as long as they aren't among the top six on the Tiger List or those Freaks on the Dragon List, I don't care about anyone else."
Han Jinglong smiled lightly in the snow and crushed the purple glow in his hand.
"Speaking of which, that kid Zhang Wangchuan may not have made it onto the Tiger List, but he's still considered a third-tier genius. How could he possibly be defeated by some unknown genius in a remote corner of Southern Land?"
The figure behind the young man looked quite surprised.
In broader regions, there was a clear hierarchy when it came to geniuses.
From low to high, the ranks range from First Grade to Ninth Grade.
Of course, there are further divisions above Ninth Grade.
However, that is not something Southern Land can possess.
Generally speaking, looking across the various remote corners of Southern Land, there are no strong resources available to systematically enhance Combat Power.
There are also no powerful bloodline inheritances.
First Grade geniuses are everywhere.
Occasionally, there might be one or two Second Grade geniuses who can dominate in various sects.
Third Grade geniuses actually meet the minimum entry requirements for Snow State Sword Manor.
Thus, Zhang Wangchuan inadvertently helped Han Jinglong and was regarded as a friend by him.
However, in the eyes of Han Jinglong and his fellow disciples, a Third Grade genius like Zhang Wangchuan could never truly catch their attention.
That’s ridiculous.
One barely meets the entry qualifications for Snow State Sword Manor.
The other dominates within Snow State Sword Manor.
The gap between them is as vast as heaven and earth.
After all, Snow State is the northernmost part of Southern Land. The harsh environment and other resource issues make the cultivators here more combative and more talented compared to those in other regions.
Those who can join Snow State Sword Manor are already among the elite of their peers.
Let alone dominating within Snow State Sword Manor.
It was no longer just about being the best among peers; it was much more than that.
"Regardless, I still have to help with this. As for who it is, killing him is not important. What matters is that by eliminating that person, I can sever this karmic bond and no longer be troubled by my state of mind in my future cultivation. Finally, I can fight with all my might. Hehe, I must thank that person."
Han Jinglong chuckled, raising his head. In his sharp, knife-like eyes, a wave of overwhelming killing intent flashed.
"Qin Tian. Seven days from now at the Ancient Immortal Road Competition, I will ensure you die without a corpse. This time, I must enter the Three Great Sects."
With another chuckle, Han Jinglong turned and left.
"It seems I should mourn for this person named Qin Tian for a few seconds. If he knew that in seven days he would face a Fifth-Rank Genius on the Ancient Immortal Path, he would surely regret everything he has done before."
The figure behind Han Jinglong chuckled again before turning away.
Following Han Jinglong, he vanished into the vast snowy expanse.
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...
Qin Tian had no idea he was already lying on someone's death list.
After finishing the Nine-Man Battle, he returned to the Cave.
Du Ziheng had fallen.
Gong Xueyi had departed.
Sky Peak suddenly felt much quieter.
Adding to that, the Third Senior Brother had once again entered seclusion; it was uncertain when he would emerge next.
There were only two people left in the entire Sky Peak.
"Junior Brother, you really made your senior brother proud. You should have seen the faces of those Brats when they lost money to me. I bet they were happier than I was. Hahaha!"
Gao Jian looked at Qin Tian with a mischievous grin.
That lewd smile made Qin Tian feel both amused and exasperated.
"Weren't you told not to gamble anymore? Why are you still betting?"
Qin Tian had no choice but to ask.
"Junior Brother, you don't understand. Those Brats are too infuriating. They kept shouting that you would be defeated by Zhang Wangchuan. I couldn't take it anymore, so I bet against them. Hahaha, here, this is half of the money I won. You need to keep it safe; you'll need a lot of money when we enter the Ancient Immortal Path."
Gao Jian pulled out a space pouch from his robe.
The pouch felt heavy in his hand.
Inside, there were over five thousand spirit stones.
"You won ten thousand spirit stones?"
Qin Tian was taken aback.
Ten thousand spirit stones was no small amount.
To win that much from just one bet—how many people had wagered on his loss?
"Ah, it's all those dogs from Earth Peak. When they saw you step onto the stage, they looked like they had lost their minds, wishing they could personally step in and replace Zhang Wangchuan to beat you up themselves."
With a bitter smile, Gao Jian set down the spirit stones and stood up.
"Alright, I have to go now. In seven days, it's the Ancient Immortal Road Competition. I hope you can succeed! The last disciple who successfully entered the Three Great Sects seems to date back three hundred years. You must bring honor to our Xuan Yang Sword Sect!"
At this, Qin Tian was taken aback.
"Could it be that no one has successfully entered the Three Great Sects in the past three hundred years?"
Qin Tian never expected that the chances of entering the Three Great Sects through the Ancient Immortal Path were so low.
Almost zero?
"What do you think? The Outer Sect Grand Competition, make it into the top ten to enter the Inner Sect. Then there's the Inner Sect Ranking Tournament; if you place in the top three, you qualify for the Nine-Man Battle. Winning the Nine-Man Battle grants you entry into the Ancient Immortal Path. Only by placing in the top ten of the Ancient Immortal Path can you step into the Three Great Sects."
Gao Jian smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"It seems like a shortcut, but unfortunately, the success rate is nearly zero. Our Sect hasn't had anyone step into the Ancient Immortal Path for over a hundred years. Good luck!"
With that, Gao Jian walked away.
Watching Gao Jian's retreating figure, Qin Tian was left speechless.
For an ordinary person to enter a sect like Xuan Yang Sword Sect, they had to participate in the Outer Sect Grand Competition and place in the top ten to enter Inner Sect cultivation.
Then came the Inner Sect Ranking Tournament.
Only by placing in the top three could one qualify for the Three Sects Nine Men Battle.
Winning the Three Sects Nine Men Battle was necessary to qualify for the Ancient Immortal Road Competition.
And in the Ancient Immortal Road Competition, only by placing in the top ten could one gain entry into the Southern Three Great Sects.
It was like the Carp leaping over the Dragon Gate.
Every step could potentially halt a person for a lifetime.
Fortunately,
Qin Tian had safely navigated through it all.
He became the first participant from the Xuan Yang Sword Sect in a century to join the Ancient Immortal Road Competition. But was the Ancient Immortal Road Competition really that easy?
From the Southern Land, a vast territory filled with countless talents from endless powers gathered together.
Not to mention tens of thousands.
Even one hundred thousand would hardly be considered a small number.
Out of those one hundred thousand, only ten could enter the Three Great Sects.
One in ten thousand!
It was incredibly difficult!
However, in order to keep pace with Gong Xueyi,
Qin Tian could only grit his teeth and take one step at a time.
"This path has always been challenging. Now, the time has come. You should begin your Alchemy training."
The Martial God Senior appeared before Qin Tian.
He spoke earnestly.
Previously, Qin Tian had obtained an Alchemy technique from the second floor of the Meridian Pavilion.
However, for the sake of the Inner Sect Ranking Tournament and the Nine-Man Battle, he had no time to cultivate.
Now, the time had come.
Everything would soon fall into place.
With seven days left, it was just enough time to focus on some Alchemy.
"Right, there's also the reason behind the destruction of Homeland. Alchemy—there's still plenty of time. But this reason, I must uncover."
Qin Tian stood up.
He recalled what Elder Zhao had told him before.
When he became the champion of the Nine-Man Battle, that would be the day he learned the truth from years ago.
Pushing open the door of the Cave, Qin Tian made his way toward the Main Peak of Xuan Yang Sword Sect.
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…
At the Main Peak of Xuan Yang Sword Sect, this was where the Elders' Cave was located.
It was also the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in Xuan Yang Sword Sect and the Eight Hundred Li Mountain Range.
There was no exception.
On ordinary days, the elders did not appear, and the disciples remained hidden.
It was rather quiet.
For some reason, today was completely different.
As Qin Tian walked over slowly, he noticed that two talented members of the Inner Sect were already standing here, waiting for him.
"Brother Qin, Elder Zhao asked me to wait here for you."
Both of the Inner Sect talents were at the Channeling Realm, Eight Heavens level of cultivation.
In the past, they could even look down on any disciple.
However, upon seeing Qin Tian, their arrogance was deeply concealed.
For Qin Tian, they did not dare to show any negligence.
It was no joke.
This guy had once defeated Zhang Wangchuan with a single move.
Who was Zhang Wangchuan?
Before Gong Xueyi appeared, he was a nightmare for the entire Xuan Yang Sword Sect.
Although he had used underhanded tactics to behead Du Tianxing, everyone knew that even without such tactics, after a few hundred exchanges, Du Tianxing would still lose.
Before Gong Xueyi arrived, Du Tianxing was a leading figure among his peers in the Xuan Yang Sword Sect.
Zhang Wangchuan, who could stabilize Du Tianxing, was certainly not a weakling.
And Qin Tian, who had completely defeated Zhang Wangchuan, was regarded as a hero in the eyes of all the disciples of the Xuan Yang Sword Sect at that moment.
No matter how proud they were, they dared not show it in front of Qin Tian.
"Thank you."
Qin Tian spoke softly.
He followed his two junior brothers up to the Main Peak of the Xuan Yang Sword Sect, arriving at the entrance of the third Cave.
This was Elder Zhao's Cave.
"Brother Qin, please enter."
The two talented disciples stepped aside to let Qin Tian into Elder Zhao's Cave.
They then turned and left.
As Qin Tian pushed open the door, he was greeted by a pleasant aroma wafting from an incense burner.
Moreover, the curling smoke seemed to have the ability to enhance cultivation.
Just a whiff made Qin Tian feel as if his cultivation was on the verge of a breakthrough.
"Good stuff."
Qin Tian nodded and walked through the passageway to the deepest part of the Cave.
There, an ancient figure sat cross-legged in meditation.
"You have finally arrived!"
Elder Zhao slowly opened his eyes and looked at Qin Tian.
"Back then, you said that when I achieved first place, you would tell me the truth of that year. Today, I come with the first place in the Nine-Man Battle, seeking your enlightenment."
Qin Tian gazed seriously at Elder Zhao.
He was desperate to know what had happened back then.
Who was the real culprit?
"I can only tell you four words!"
Elder Zhao took a deep breath and looked earnestly at Qin Tian.
"May I ask, what are those four words?"
As Qin Tian's breathing quickened involuntarily, his fists clenched silently.
Elder Zhao smiled lightly and began to speak slowly.
"Destroyer of Swallows, Qin!"
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