Seven Swords Sweep Across the World

  Luo Man took a deep breath and recited the top ten masters on the odds chart, telling Yang Guo.

  Yang didn't seem to have much interest in his ranking, and after hearing it, he just nodded. Then he thought of a question and asked Yilin: "Yilin, your current cultivation also has spiritual power four layers upper segment, do you want to participate in this competition?"

  "Will I get a chance in this match?" Yi Ling's eyes lit up with excitement as soon as she heard that she had the opportunity to play.

  "Jiang was injured when he came and hasn't recovered yet, so I don't think he can participate in the competition. I want you to replace him." Yang replied.

  "Really? So I can participate in the competition, it's really great!" After getting Yang Nuo's confirmation, Yilin jumped up excitedly and hugged Mu Rongying beside her: "Sister Rong, I can also participate in the competition now. If I meet you, please spare me."

  Looking at Yilin's excitement, Murong Jing could only smile and shake his head. Along the way, everyone chatted and laughed, and they had already returned to their residence, each going back to their own room. In the evening, the disciples of Lingjue Hall notified the various major sects and participating contestants to send representatives to attend the lottery ceremony. After washing up, Yang You and Murong Jing came together to the grand hall of Lingjue Hall.

  Lingjue Temple, as the largest sect of the Central Plains Xuanxiu, has a large number of disciples that cannot be compared to the other eleven sects. With so many people, the main hall is naturally very spacious. The hall is about 15 zhang wide and 20 zhang long, with six pillars on each side that are as thick as two people can hug. On top of the pillars are carved the twelve animals of the Chinese zodiac, including dragons, tigers, and snakes, so vividly and lifelike that they seem to be about to jump out from the pillars.

  Now the hall is set with thirty-six tables, on which wine and water are ready. It's clear that this is not only a lottery ceremony but also a dinner party. Many people have already taken their seats in the hall. Yang leads Mu Rong Jing to sit down beside Mao Shan Daoist.

  Before long, the banquet began. Yang You didn't have much enthusiasm for such social events and only occasionally exchanged a few words with Murong Xiang. Murong Xiang was also not good at socializing. Her stunning beauty attracted many young disciples from various sects to come and offer her wine, fortunately, she sat next to Yang You, who helped her decline each invitation one by one.

  After the dinner, the lottery ceremony was about to begin. Ling Yin Shangren, sitting in the main seat, cleared his throat and said with a surge of spiritual energy: "Welcome, everyone, to participate in this Silver List competition. As the host of this session, I must say that the current Xuanxiu world is full of talents."

  "Now, I'll explain the rules for the draw. In order to avoid having the strongest contestants meet too early on, we've used the odds rankings to select ten seeded players who will not meet each other in either the first or second round. As for teammates, we don't mind if they meet each other in the first round, so representatives from each school should be aware of this."

  As soon as the voice fell, a murmur arose from the crowd. They had no objection to the ranking of the top ten seeded players, but the fact that fellow disciples were not avoiding each other was a bit embarrassing for the Dà Mén Pài. However, they quickly accepted this fact and quieted down. Yang thought to himself, Fortunately, he and Nángōng àoyún were both seeded players, otherwise, if they had met in the first round, it would have been hard to say who would win or lose.

  "If no one has any objections, then please write down the sect and name of the representative participating in the competition on a piece of paper and put it into the red box. As for the top ten seed players, they will be placed in the blue box. Both boxes have array protection, so don't worry about cheating." The Lingyin Upper Person looked at the two one-foot-square boxes in the middle.

  Yang tried to use his spiritual sense to detect the box, but as soon as he approached the surface of the box, his spiritual sense was immediately bounced back. He knew that this box couldn't be cheated, so he calmly wrote down the names of the four people representing Shu Shan on a piece of paper. After finishing writing, each person put their paper slips into one of the two boxes.

  After doing all this, the Lingyin Upper Person sealed the spiritual power of a child responsible for drawing lots, and after individual checks were done without any problems, the lottery officially began. The first to be drawn was the opponent of the top ten seed players. The child walked in front of the blue box, drew out a piece of paper, and instantly everyone in the audience gasped in shock.

  Lingchu! The first person to be drawn out was actually Lingchu, the biggest hot contender for this silver list. Next, Tongzi stretched his hand into the red box again, and at this time, almost everyone's heart in the audience jumped to their throat, because the next person to be drawn would basically represent that he would be eliminated in the first round. Only Lingyin Shangren sat there steadily, with a look of indifference on his face, as if whoever was drawn out would not pose a threat to Lingchu.

  The tense moment has arrived, and the child pulls out a slip of paper from the red box.

  "Yue Nu Pai's Su Mei!" The child read out the name on the paper in a childish voice, and one of the Ling Jue Hall disciples wrote it down on the match list, pairing her with Ling Chu.

  Along with the childish voice, a cry of surprise came from a middle-aged beautiful woman, while others let out a long sigh. The next lottery proceeded in an orderly manner, Yun Song drew a loose cultivator disciple, Nan Gong Ao Yun drew Ling Jue Dian's high and proud, Yang Guo drew a disciple of Chen Yin, Qing Ying drew a disciple of the South Border Mountain Guardian Alliance, and Song Wan drew Li Lian.

  Yang couldn't help but secretly sigh for Li Lian, but Li Lian's strength was just that. Even if he managed to luck his way through the first round, he wouldn't be able to go far. And when the lottery boy drew out the successor of Xīyáng Kè from the red box, the whole scene erupted in another wave of gasps.

  The successor of the carefree guest, they know what this means. The carefree guest is now only in his 40s, and his cultivation has already reached the ninth layer of spiritual power. As his successor, it can be imagined that his strength is also not to be underestimated. This also explains why there is no information about him, but he still has a place on the odds chart.

  The child slowly put his hand into the red box, and everyone's heart was in their throat, including Lingyin Shangren. This time, the carefree guest and his successor did not come, but with the prestige of the carefree guest, the Lingjue Hall would not cancel his successor's qualification.

  "Maoshan sect's Luo Man!" The child once again spoke out the name on the paper in a childish voice. At this time, Yang was just like the Maoshan Taoist, both of them were taken aback, but the Maoshan Taoist showed it more obviously, after all Luo Man was his disciple.

  Then the lottery was drawn, and Tongzi drew someone else's opponent. Murong Jing drew a loose repair monk, and Yilin drew a disciple of the Jade Pool Holy Land. Half an hour later, the lottery ceremony ended, and everyone returned to their own residence.

  When Yang went back to tell them the lottery results, Luo Man and Li Lian's faces were as bitter as a gourd. Luo Man muttered: "It's all over, I actually drew the successor of the carefree guest, this competition is basically over for me."

  "I'm finished, I actually drew Song Wan! I'd rather trade with you, the successor of the Carefree Guest might be very weak, there's still a chance. I don't want to come to Mount Tai for a day trip!" Li Lian said in a crying tone, and the two seemed to sympathize with each other.

  "Alas, it's impossible. Even a child who is the successor of the Carefree Wanderer is stronger than me." Luo Man continued to feel disheartened.

  The Taoist priest beside Mao Shan said with a dark face: "You mean to say that I taught poorly?"

  "Master, it's not like that, it's just that I'm not skilled enough," Luoman explained.

  "Ruo Man, Li Lian Shixiong, don't lament anymore. Look at Jiang Yu, he's even more miserable. He came to Mount Tai but didn't get to compete." Yi Ling comforted the two from the side, but her consolation seemed to be based on exposing another person's wound.

  The two of them couldn't help but laugh when they saw Jiang You's pale face, and soon everyone else followed suit, bursting into loud laughter. After a while, Li Lian turned to Nan Gong Ao Yun, who had been silent the whole time, and said, "Second Brother, this time you drew that arrogant one, you must teach him a lesson for us and vent our anger."

  "Right, we must let that arrogant guy know our strength!" Yiling attached and said.

  "Alright, I'll give him a show of our might as disciples of Shu Mountain! Let him know how formidable we are!" Nan Gong Ao Yun said fiercely, but his gaze softened as he looked at Yi Ling.

  Nan Gong Ao Yun had liked Yi Ling since childhood, but unfortunately, Yi Ling was too active and always played with Yang Guo. Nan Gong Ao Yun was too proud to put down his own face and actively play with Yi Ling, so he could only keep this love silently in his heart. After Yi Ling lost her memory, Nan Gong Ao Yun felt that he had no chance with Yi Ling for the rest of his life, so he poured all his energy into cultivation. Now that he learned Yi Ling's memories have recovered, the last bit of hope in his heart has returned, especially after seeing Yang Guo and Mu Rong Jing's situation, he feels that he no longer has any competitors.

  He just didn't know that Yiling's heart had long been quietly devoted to one person, a person who was right in front of him.

  Far away from the demonic domain of Mount Tai, a tall middle-aged man stood at the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, gazing out towards the east. Before long, a person wearing a red robe ran over and knelt down halfway, saying: "Reporting to the Lord, Ling Xi has sent word that he has found a way to break the seal, the Lord can march into the Central Plains at any time."

  The middle-aged man smiled slightly upon hearing this, and immediately said to the person in red robes: "Tell Ling Xi to be ready at all times. Also, send a message to Xing Tang, telling them that there is a group of self-righteous cultivators on Mount Tai in Central Plains waiting for their punishment. Tell them to march into Central Plains seven days from now."

  "Yes, I obey!" The red-robed man took his orders and left immediately.

  The middle-aged man continued to gaze into the distance, and after a moment, he let out a sigh of emotion: "Zhongyuan, our Leng family is returning! Yang Guo, you killed my son Leng Hongyun, so prepare yourself for death!"

  The Central Plains seem to be on the verge of great chaos.

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