Reborn with the Infinite World Panel-Chapter 289 - 215: Cultivation World 5_2

Si Lingle saw the situation, pinched a seal with her fingertips to summon the Sword Pill. With a flash of silver light, the Sword Pill flew out, instantly arranging and composing into a Sword Array.

The Sword Array attacked, instantly penetrating the golden dragon’s head, and suspended three inches in front of Nine An True Monarch’s throat.

Si Lingle raised her eyebrows with a smile, "Senior Brother, I concede."

Nine An True Monarch sheathed his sword and smiled, "Junior Sister’s swordsmanship is quite profound."

He had not expected Si Lingle to have a Sword Pill, and moreover, that this Sword Pill could combine into a Sword Array attack.

This truly caught him off guard.

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for your guidance. It was I, Junior Sister, who used an unexpected move, otherwise, I wouldn’t have narrowly won against Senior Brother."

In swordsmanship, in a direct confrontation, she certainly wouldn’t be a match for Senior Brother Jiu’an. Even if Senior Brother Jiu’an suppressed his cultivation to the Late-stage Foundation Establishment, equal to hers, Senior Brother Jiu’an’s swordsmanship already had his Sword Intent.

If she hadn’t used the Sword Pill for a surprise attack, Senior Brother Jiu’an might have unleashed his Sword Intent. Once the Sword Intent was unleashed, she would surely have been defeated.

Although the sparring had ended, Nine An True Monarch unsealed his cultivation and displayed his Sword Intent one more time.

Nine An True Monarch’s Sword Intent is the Golden Dragon Sword Intent. In the Secret Realm, he was fortunate to witness through a historical rewind a golden dragon battling a demon beast.

Through this battle, he comprehended the Sword Intent, hence Nine An True Monarch named his Sword Intent the Golden Dragon Sword Intent.

Nine An True Monarch displayed his Sword Intent, left a transmission for Si Lingle, and then departed.

Yi Heng Daojun could not have imagined that his disciple’s swordsmanship was so outstanding. With such an exceptional disciple, he, as the master, felt a bit useless.

"Disciple, cultivate well. If there’s anything you don’t understand about swordsmanship, feel free to consult your Senior Brother Jiu’an."

"Yes, Master."

"Alright, go cultivate."

"Yes, disciple takes leave." Si Lingle returned to her cave residence to cultivate.

At night, Si Lingle meditated and cultivated, and during the day, she practiced her sword.

Occasionally, she would attend lectures from the senior brothers and sisters at the Outer Sect.

Si Lingle could gain different insights from their teachings.

Just like that, half a year passed by.

The sect was going to hold the Inner Sect Grand Competition.

It’s divided into Qi Cultivation, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul competitions. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

The top thirty disciples in the Inner Sect Grand Competition will head to Central State’s Qingxuan Sect to compete for the Secret Realm slots.

The entire Central State is managed by Qingxuan Sect.

The Secret Realm slots are also released by Qingxuan Sect because these four Secret Realms are Qingxuan Sect’s legacy Secret Realms.

Only Qingxuan Sect can open them.

Qingxuan Sect releases the slots to hope that cultivators from the Lower Qingxuan could become stronger.

Because every five hundred years, the entire Lower Realm experiences a Heavenly Palace contention.

This Heavenly Palace belongs to the Immortal Realm, where cultivators above Nascent Soul and below Divinity Transformation in the Lower Realm can enter, seize treasures, and gain legacies.

The Heavenly Palace contention is extremely brutal, almost a nine deaths, one life situation.

To prevent class discontinuity among cultivators, Qingxuan Sect brought out its legacy Secret Realms so that cultivators of the Lower Qingxuan could have a chance to enter and improve themselves.

Qingxuan Sect’s grand gesture gained the respect of all sects in the Lower Qingxuan.

The Qi Refining Secret Realm is only open to Human Clan cultivators.

Whereas the Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul Secret Realms, apart from Human Clan cultivators, also allow participation from demon cultivators, ghost cultivators, and demon cultivators.

The competition is also extremely fierce.

In the past half year, Si Lingle’s cultivation broke through to Foundation Establishment Perfection, therefore Yi Heng Daojun had Si Lingle register as well.

After registration, ten days later, the Inner Sect Grand Competition began.

Qi Cultivation and Foundation Establishment disciples competed first.

The Qi Cultivation Stage disciples’ competition takes place at the Outer Peak’s dueling field; the Foundation Establishment Stage disciples at South Heaven Peak’s dueling field.

Si Lingle went to South Heaven Peak, where the registered disciples received a bamboo chip as a number. Si Lingle’s number was 162.

Before the competition, the various Stewards would draw numbers to randomly arrange the battle pairings.

Everyone had to fight ten matches. Winning eight matches would advance to the second round of dueling.

Si Lingle’s opponents were numbered 101, 124, 245...502, 620.

Today’s duel might not even be her turn.

Because they start with numbers 1-10, using ten platforms simultaneously.

Si Lingle casually chose a platform’s spectator seats to watch the competitions.

The platform Si Lingle watched was Number 4 versus Number 322.

Number 4 was a Magic Peak disciple, with cultivation at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, while Number 322 was a Spirit Beast Peak disciple, with cultivation at the Early-stage Foundation Establishment.

Number 4, wearing a green robe fluttering, had crimson fire patterns revolving on his fingertips, with spiritual energy rapidly turning within a range of three zhang around him.

Number 322 stood ten steps away, with a Green-scaled Poison Python coiled on his shoulder and a Silver-backed Wolf King crawling at his feet, their beast eyes gleaming like ghostly fire. Two waves of pressure clashed, the wolf king let out a low growl, and as the python flicked its tongue, toxic mist spread, intertwining with the magic cultivator’s fire spiritual energy to form a purple-red miasma.