The Pure Land of Mount Tai was lush and green. The howls of various animals could be heard, and occasionally unknown birds of prey would swoop across the skies. They were ferocious beasts that came from the line of ancient historical beasts and much stronger that any beast of the present age. They resided in the nine divine peaks, and the divine aura of the main peak was the strongest.
There was a huge parade square on the holy and elegant main peak. It was the location where every meet would be held, and a huge palace was above it. It looked as majestic as royal palaces, and not only was it entirely white, countless rays of white light shot out from within, giving it a holy aura.
The Headmasters, elders and important figures of various sects sat in front of various palaces. Their cultivation base was profound, and they used magic to separate the other practitioners at the parade square. They seemed to solemnly discuss something. Everyone seemed to be esp
Leng Shuangrong instantly returned to her throne after announcing the start of the Gathering of Practitioners. The First Elder of her sect, Tong Yixing, walked up again and explained the rules of competition, elimination, the competition system, timings, lodging arrangements as well as other matters to take note of to the practitioners. After listening to the brief, Wang Bugui felt that the Gathering of Practitioners was very similar to the Olympics. The arrangements were comprehensive and adequate, and the only thing it lacked was variety. There was only one prize in everyone's mind, and it was to seize the title at the end of the competition. Either that, or be ranked top 16. Only the top 16 would be allocated resources for cultivation or be rewarded with magical artifacts. The first contest was a huge battle royale between groups of 50 practitioners each. The last 16 who survived would progress to the next round of competition, where they would be allo
After the first battle of the session, Wang Bugui came back to Ling Peak where the cultivators lived. Now it was all bleak here. A lot of people were eliminated during the first contest. About 70 percent of the cultivators here were degraded to be just spectators. "Well, in Age of Dharma Decline, it's also hard to be a liberal cultivator!" "Yeah, no liberal cultivators in Age of Dharma Decline. It's true." "We've got no chances and inheritance. We just can't compete with those geniuses." ... All liberal cultivators gathered together, sighing over and over. They were all alone with no fellow apprentices. Facing the united noble sects, it was impossible for them to fight back. Wang Bugui came over and was also invited into the conversation. When he walked closer, he found that Lyu Hao was also here listening to them, as well as some promoted liberal cultivators. Though being promoted, they kept humble.
Wang Bugui went to Ling Peak again with his buddies and drank and talked there, recalling the funny things that happened today. "I say, elder brother, you haven't seen that guy's face! It's so funny to dress up like a pig to eat a tiger. I think I can set up a small gambling house tomorrow when you are in the contest. With those people who have no faith in your real power, we will totally make a fortune!" Yu Wude held the wine jar and laughed loudly. "Fatty, your way of threatening is too horrible to be accepted! Strip off all the clothes and throw them to the herd of spiritual beasts that are drugged. You are a genius to come out with this thought." Patting his shoulder, Lyu Hao smiled. "You should change your name to No Virtue (sounds like Wude). This dirty fighting! You've got me!" Zhao Changge shook his head and laughed, his hand pointing to Yu Wude. "Haha, who am I? I'm going to become an immortal someday. Anyway, you guys
"Please enlighten me!" Han Xing greeted him with cupped fists and then directly rushed ahead to fight him closely. He circulated the prana power to his feet to give out a flying kick, rushing towards Wang Bugui. People just saw a streak of red light piercing the sky and he was already in front of Wang Bugui. Wang Bugui spun sideways to escape this move. Failing to kick him, Han Xing fell to the ground, turned back and hit with clenching fists further. But Wang Bugui was able to dodge anyway. People had no clue about his body movements and reactions at all. "Heavenly Cloud Technique!" Han Xing roared sharply and exerted martial arts to increase his speed more than twice. However, Wang Bugui kept following closely. He quickly swung his head to avoid two fists and later on, he spun sideways to escape a heavy kick from Han Xing. Afterwards, he pressed his hands down to block the ensuing turnaround kick, whereupon he fled farther away. Han Xing c
"What?! You've lost Purple Mansion Ichor!" "You spendthrift! You dared to gamble with Glaze Soul Gown. Go back to stay in the corner of the room and question yourself for 20 years!" "You are such an idiot! You should lose Flaming Soul Hammer, why didn't you stake yourself?!" ... The elders from numerous sects went into a rage that night. Within almost an hour, the reproach was going on ceaselessly. And yet, they lost their treasures and it was impossible to get them back. The elders started to question who the winner was. When being told that the winner was a liberal cultivator who was only capable of body movements, their anger grew with their white beard even standing up slightly. A liberal cultivator made it to the last 16 of the contest just by his body movements. Though he used a forbidden weapon at last, his winning was still unbelievable. It didn't make sense for simply relying on good luck. The elders coul
The following battles impressed Wang Bugui and his companies very much. The geniuses from those sects were quite outstanding with several of them being really prominent. Leng Yueyan excelled in Tao. Every gesture and motion of her patterns was the expression of Tao, making her totally unbeatable! Ning Zhe was somehow comparable to her. He got a deep understanding of Buddha dharma and also had some achievements with his cultivation on 30 Foot Golden Body Manifestation, so he was nearly uninjured after the battle. There was also a swordsman, Feng Tianming, who had beaten up his opponent without meeting any retaliation at all while keeping his sword in the sheath all the time. In addition, Meiqing was also a powerful opponent and even comparable to her senior sister, Jiang Lianyue. Lu Qianchen was number two in Sect of the Nine Heavens, but his power should never be underestimated. Zhao Changge combatted with Jiang Lianyue. Being in Void Returning Realm for
The battle today was for the last eight in Gathering of Practitioners. The field was crowded with people early as they all wanted to catch a glimpse of the geniuses, like Feng Tianming as the head disciple of swordsmen in Shushan, Meiqing from Palace of Hundred Flowers, Ning Zhe as a secular monk in Mount Fanjing, Leng Yueyan and Lu Qianchen from Sect of the Nine Heavens, Zhao Changge from Dragon Spear Sect and Lyu Hao, Wang Bugui as liberal cultivators etc. They were all the most talented youth and prodigies in this generation. Despite being in the era of the late arts, they had made the best of what they have and even the less accomplished ones had already reached the later period of Gather Spirit Realm, which in this era might be a peak level for many cultivators after struggling diligently for a lifetime. Undoubtedly, this was a Great Age over the past two thousand years. The ancient prediction was going to come true. Some of these prodigies might bec
This round of the contest was much more intense than that of the yesterday, as the fighters were all young geniuses. Each one of them had already paved their own way and inherited great magic from their sects. Divine light sparkled all over the sky. Various magic skills were appearing and great aura was everywhere. There was a moment that they felt as if this was a battlefield in ancient historical times, striking every cultivator. Now they knew their difference with those geniuses. If they were there in the field, they would be struck down in less than three movements. Feng Tianming via Lu Qianchen. In the field, the sword power rushed up to the sky and ripped apart the clouds. Lu Qianchen was continuously defusing the sword power with thunder patterns. The attacks from both sides were as fierce as a tempest. There were no unnecessary movements. Every attack was the most accurate motion towards each other. Lu Qianchen was standing in the ai