Chapter 004 They Have Arrived (I)

The candidate needs to settle down in the other courtyard. You can take care of this task, and also show them around various places in Qimen to familiarize them with the environment in preparation for tomorrow's competition, " Hong Xi said in a deep voice.

Sigh, Lingxiao..." He rubbed his scalp, enduring the headache, "Do you know where he is?"

"Irrelevant people, seeing too many of them is also a waste," Hong Xi said coldly

"Old Hong, so many young people have come today who are at the end of their ropes yet find a way to survive." Ling Xiao leaned close to Hong Xi Jue, his eyes greedily darting around.

Hehe, alright, this is indeed my golden opportunity to dig up gossip. I'm going to get rich! Ling Xiao squinted his eyes, rubbing his fists in anticipation

"Hush, don't say it out loud, calm down, calm down." Ling Xiao gently stroked the forehead of the summoned cat, softly soothing it

In times of prosperity, it is rare for even one or two fateful destinies to emerge from a desperate situation. However, on the continent of Yan, where the heavens are waning and the earth is exhausted, hundreds and thousands have appeared all at once. Just like the fates of falling stars, the fates of those who rise from despair also signify the inevitable approach of decline and depletion, marking a critical moment where life and death hang in the balance. It is under such pressing crises that the beings of the Yan continent have erupted in unprecedented resistance, their fates shifting with the tides of fortune, giving rise to countless young heroes who can emerge from dire straits. Just like the fates of falling stars, the fates of those who rise from despair also signify the inevitable approach of decline and depletion, marking a critical moment where life and death hang in the balance. It is under such pressing crises that the beings of the Yan continent have erupted in unprecedented resistance, their fates shifting with the tides of fortune, giving rise to countless young heroes who can emerge from dire straits.

"Lord Li, it has been a long time." Hong Xijue took a deep breath, invigorating his entire spirit. The person he was speaking to was a tall man from the Sha tribe, standing half a head taller than the average male of his kind, with a physique that was extraordinarily robust and powerful, exuding an exceptional grandeur. He crossed his arms and looked down at Hong Xijue with an air of superiority, as if a celestial being from the southern heavens was gazing down upon the mortal realm.

Meow, gossip, meow meow, gossip gossip! The summoning cat beside Ling Xiao whispered restlessly.

"A good omen, this is definitely a good omen!" This is the first thing that the elders and the leaders of the Qimen sect would say when they meet each other.

"Hmph, then I shall congratulate you on your wealth," a sinister smile appeared on Hong Xi Jue's face

Her words provoked simultaneous laughter from Li Fan and Luo Baisheng. Hong Xijue's expression grew even more unpleasant. This blue-clad lady is one of the Four Heroes of the Falling Moon Fragrance Pavilion, the Fire Wing Sword Saint Lan Xiangyun, who is the four-time champion of the Best Sword at the Biwing Mountain's Top Scholar Platform, known as the Sword of Fire and the Phoenix among Men. In his youth, Hong Xijue was also a sharp young man with extraordinary swordsmanship, but unfortunately, he was no match for Lan Xiangyun at the Top Scholar Platform, suffering four defeats in four battles. To this day, the Qimen Sword Sect cannot hold its head high in front of the Falling Moon Fragrance Pavilion.

The twenty-eight spatial platforms of the Tianhua Mountain Range's Eighteen Pans opened simultaneously. Hundreds of candidates for the divine star positions from the four major powers and twenty-one fiefdoms of the Yan Continent surged forth from the twenty-eight spatial platforms.

Clap, clap, clap... The crisp sound of applause rang out beside him as a woman from the Zhi clan, dressed in a deep sapphire blue swordsman outfit, walked over to Hong Xijue with a smile. She gently nudged his shoulder with hers and said, "Well, Hong A-da, you haven't changed at all since back then; you still love telling cold jokes. If the basic sword techniques of the Qimen are sufficient for combat, then why would we invent other sword techniques? Of course, it's because the basic sword techniques are not enough that we at the Falling Moon Fragrance Pavilion innovate and create the Seventy-Two Sword Techniques."

As the brilliance of the Twenty-Eight Shrinking Platform gradually dimmed, the elders and feudal lords of the Four Golden Characters, Three Major Forces, and Twenty-One Fiefdoms finally emerged from the platform, walking towards the welcoming leaders of the Seven Sects of Qimen.

It seems that not only have I thoroughly investigated his background, but he has also completely understood the foundation of the Qimen..." Hong Xi felt a sense of alertness as he looked at Luo Baisheng, pursing his lips and snorting softly, "The martial arts of the world come from Qimen, and a basic set of Qimen swords is already sufficient to face the enemy.

Hong Xi's expression darkened, and after a moment of silence, he finally let out a soft sigh

How impudent! Looking at her expression, Hong Xi was wide-eyed, wanting to get angry, but he found it impossible to lose his temper with this adorable girl from the Lingxi tribe

"Master Hong, long time no see!" As Hong Xi Jue watched Ling Xiao leave, everything before him was overshadowed by a colossal figure that obscured the sky.

The fate of the Divine Destiny Star, even with the world-renowned divination skills akin to those of Yin Yang and the Immortal Dao, cannot be solely determined through divination. Such a fateful destiny must evolve through the trials and tribulations of ordinary destinies, undergoing layers of transformation. Therefore, the candidates selected this time are all exceptional youths who possess the unique fate of finding life in desperate situations

At this thought, Hong Xi Jue felt an unprecedented sense of helplessness. All his hopes could only rest on the training he had provided to his disciples over the past eight years

For a hundred years, the legend of the Divine Mandate Star has been widely circulated in the martial arts world. Many people eagerly hope that this legend is true. On the eve of the Heavenly Star Election, a sudden spring rain, symbolizing good fortune, unexpectedly arrived, adding another layer of golden brilliance to the Divine Mandate Star's halo.

"Hello, Old Hong, are you calling for Young Master Xiao Feng?" Responding to his call was a young girl from the Lingxi tribe, adorned with two silvery-white fox ears. She nimbly hopped in front of Hong Xijue, casually patting his knee and addressing him as "Old Hong," displaying a familiarity as if they were long-time family friends.

Looking at the hundreds of spirited and unruly young men and women on the Eighteen Plates Welcoming Square, Hong Xi was uncertain whether to feel sorrow for the continent of Yan or pride in it

Wu Men ... ... '' Hong Xi looked up at the Lord of Li Town, feeling a chill in his heart. One of the strongest competitors among the candidates this time is Qian Jiao, who hails from Wu Men, known as the most beautiful young man in the Jianghu, a descendant of the boxing god Qian Tong, carrying the noble imperial bloodline of the Central South Shu Kingdom. This extraordinary young man has been trained since childhood by Li Fan, the master of the boxing town, one of the seven towns of Wu Men. It is said that he can move freely within the first nineteen layers of the Wu Men Thousand Layer Puppet Formation. This year, Li Fan, who has not emerged from seclusion for twenty years, unexpectedly came to Qi Men in person to bring his disciple, aiming to secure the divine mandate of the heavenly star. They are determined to achieve this!

Hmph, Lord Hong, you are still the same as you were twenty years ago, a cooked duck that only has a hard beak left. Do you think I don't know? Your precious disciple has only been able to comprehend the basic sword techniques of the Qimen for all these years. With such meager skills, he probably couldn't even withstand an ordinary martial arts disciple. It is wise not to let him come out and embarrass himself. A cold voice echoed behind Hong Xijue. He suddenly turned around and found that the speaker was a figure cloaked in black robes, wearing a black hood. His face was pale, and his eyes had dark purple bags under them, resembling a skeleton.

Although this Tianxing election is held in the Tianhua Mountain Range where the Qimen is located, the selection committee is determined by the Jianghu Evaluation Council, composed of the Four Great Powers and Twenty-One Fiefs. Each faction will have authoritative figures serving as committee members. Despite the unique status of the Qimen in the Jianghu, it has been isolated from the major factions due to its distinctiveness. The candidates from the Qimen who wish to seize the fate of the Divine Destiny Tianxing can only rely on themselves. Although the Qimen holds a unique position in the Jianghu, it has been isolated from the major factions due to its distinctiveness. The candidates from the Qimen who wish to seize the fate of the Divine Destiny Tianxing can only rely on themselves

Yesterday, a sudden night rain fell upon the long-dry Lintai Peak. This morning, as the sun rose high in the sky, the waterfall at Lintai Peak surged with great force, as if it had returned to the bountiful times before the earth was parched and the heavens were depleted. Countless disciples of the Qimen sect gathered early at the summit of the waterfall, eagerly leaping down one after another, employing their wind-riding techniques to pass through the cascading water curtain, reveling in the fresh, misty air. From a distance, the waterfall at Lintai Peak resembled a flock of yellow eagles soaring high with outstretched wings. Countless disciples of the Qimen sect gathered early at the summit of the waterfall, eagerly leaping down one after another, employing their wind-riding techniques to pass through the cascading water curtain, reveling in the fresh, misty air. From a distance, the waterfall at Lintai Peak resembled a flock of yellow eagles soaring high with outstretched wings.

Hee hee, today the Ninefold Heaven Waterfall is experiencing a great flood, and the disciples of the Qimen are all rushing to the waterfall. Where do you think he will be?" Ling Xiao said with a smile.

"Hmph, the fate of finding life in desperate situations can only be divined at the age of seventeen, which is why all the youths who came today are only seventeen, just like you, at the prime of their youth. At this age, it is generally difficult to keep secrets. If you wish to gather gossip for the Wind Riding Society, this is a good opportunity," Hong Xi said, glancing at her with a sidelong look and speaking淡淡地.

Xiao Feng? Xiao Feng? Hong Xi Jue turned around and called out.

Where is your precious disciple? Before the competition, do even his rivals disdain to take a glance at him?" Li cast a cold glance at Hong Xijue and asked淡淡地。

The ghostly figure Luo Baisheng! Just like the giant spirit Li Fan from the Martial Gate, the elder of Ghost Valley, known for his Ghost Whirlwind Sword and cunning strategies, has not emerged from seclusion for twenty years. This time, he brings with him the legendary natural strategist, the extraordinary youth Zhong Qing, who possesses both the fate of survival in dire situations and the ability to cause chaos in the world. In addition to his endless schemes and tricks, this young man also wields the equally terrifying Ghost Whirlwind Sword.