Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 271, Starlight Pill

Gu Muling ranks third in the Inner Sect, second only to Ning Fei. Among those present, no one dared to underestimate him.

In just a moment, nine out of the top ten of the Inner Sect had arrived, with only Mo Ling, ranked first, still absent.

"Bai Hanyan is here."

Someone shouted, and everyone’s gaze shifted to the entrance. A white figure slowly walked in, clad in white robes with a cold expression. Bai Hanyan’s face was emotionless, but everyone present felt a sense of burning excitement.

Bai Hanyan was not only stunningly beautiful, but her mentor, Old Ancestor Wanshui, was highly revered in the Celestial Travel Sect. Anyone who could become her companion would gain the support of Old Ancestor Wanshui, which would be like ascending to the heavens in the Celestial Travel Sect.

However, since joining the Celestial Travel Sect, Bai Hanyan had rarely appeared, frustrating those disciples who had designs on her.

Bai Hanyan’s gaze swept over the audience, finally landing on Chu Ming. Her eyes widened, then she took a deep breath, confirming in her heart that the king-level disciple of the Celestial Travel Sect was indeed Chu Ming, with whom she had some history. This left her feeling complicated.

Back when Bai Xuefeng went to the Chu Family to annul the marriage, it was at her instigation. Reluctantly, Bai Xuefeng agreed. At that time, Chu Ming was unknown in the small Great Yan Kingdom and incomparable to her. But now, in terms of fame and talent, Chu Ming was no less than her.

Still, she had never regretted it. Since ancient times, women naturally admired the strong. No one would pity a weakling.

"Junior Sister Bai, come sit here."

Nearby, Ghost Face Saber He Wumu saw Bai Hanyan’s approach, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes. He had admired Bai Hanyan for a long time but never found an opportunity. Now seemed like the perfect chance, so he immediately dismissed the disciple next to him. That disciple didn’t dare say much and left promptly.

"Mm!"

Bai Hanyan responded indifferently, but inwardly she sneered. Although He Wumu was renowned in the Inner Sect, he still didn’t meet her standards. Not being a king-level disciple, he was unworthy of even carrying her shoes.

However, He Wumu felt joyous inside. Bai Hanyan’s usual cold demeanor toward him seemed to be changing—an auspicious sign.

After Bai Hanyan, another figure in green robes slowly entered the Central Hall.

"That’s Qi Long, one of the five king-level disciples."

Beside Chu Ming, Zhu Hongxue introduced.

Chu Ming’s gaze fell on Qi Long, causing him to frown slightly. It seemed as if there was a black hole within Qi Long that absorbed and annihilated all surrounding light. Chu Ming didn’t think this was due to Qi Long’s advanced Sword Dao cultivation; it was likely Qi Long had a unique physique.

"It’s said that Qi Long has an innate Sword Body, comprehending Sword Intent from birth. Now he’s attained three types of Sword Intent, yet within the Celestial Travel Sect, he’s never shown his true strength. No one knows his actual prowess."

Just as Chu Ming had suspected, Zhu Hongxue continued.

Qi Long gazed indifferently at the numerous disciples in the audience, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. Yet the silver treasure sword in his hand trembled excitedly, as if sensing something thrilling.

Qi Long’s gaze swept across and finally rested on Ying Qiangge. Both being swordsmen, they seemed to have a mutual sensing. Ying Qiangge coldly smiled; though Qi Long was strong, he couldn’t yet threaten his position. Maybe in a few years, Qi Long might catch up, but for now, he was still far from enough.

Qi Long’s eyes narrowed. Ying Qiangge didn’t regard him highly, but Qi Long had never thought much of Ying Qiangge either. With his innate Sword Body, his understanding of the Sword Dao far exceeded that of others.

Boom!

At this moment, a thin black figure slowly walked in after Qi Long. The person’s ordinary face had faint traces of flowing blood in the eyes, and the thin body seemed to harbor boundless strength.

It was Mo Ling, the top-ranked Inner Sect disciple of the Celestial Travel Sect.

Mo Ling’s expression was cold. Though not having a special physique, his aura was still slightly more formidable than Qi Long’s.

With Mo Ling’s arrival, the top ten masters of the Inner Sect were all present. At this point, the whistling sound in the sky grew stronger. Thirty-six Inner Sect Elders sat solemnly in the principal seats, along with hall masters like Gu Jianfeng and Li Qinghan. There were hundreds of them altogether, each with an incredibly powerful aura. The mightiest among them were undoubtedly Gu Jianfeng and Li Qinghan. Sitting there, the two seemed like suns, while the others were not even stars by comparison.

Boom!

As everyone took their seats, Yan Nanxing strode through the void. Clouds flew as each step fell with a slight tremor in the void. His immense aura enveloped the entire hall.

He did not do this deliberately; being in the Realm of Transcendence, even a mere breath of his aura sufficed to oppress ordinary disciples.

"Greetings to the Sect Leader!"

Tens of thousands of elders and disciples in the Central Hall bowed in respect, their voices echoing like tolling bells through the hall.

"Rise!"

Yan Nanxing walked to the highest seat in the Central Hall and spoke indifferently.

"Yes!"

The elders and disciples adjusted their sleeves and slowly stood up, returning to their places.

Yan Nanxing looked over the thousands below, his face full of authority, and began to speak.

"Today, the Inner Sect Great Competition is held to select talents for the Celestial Travel Sect.

Whoever wins first place in the competition will be rewarded with 1 million Contribution Points and one Starlight Pill.

The second place winner will be rewarded with 800,000 Contribution Points and one Starlight Pill.

The third place winner will be rewarded with 500,000 Contribution Points and one Starlight Pill.

Those who place fourth to tenth will be rewarded with 500,000 Contribution Points.

The Grand Elder will host this competition. It can now begin."

Boom!

As soon as Yan Nanxing finished speaking, the entire hall erupted in excitement. All the disciples’ eyes gleamed with intensity; the rewards for the top three included a Starlight Pill.

The Starlight Pill, crafted by the sect’s Alchemy Master Chi Yanxing, was produced only five or six times in ten years due to the rare materials needed. It was surprising that the sect was offering three pills as rewards this time—an exceptionally generous act.

One Starlight Pill could save a disciple a year’s worth of arduous cultivation and give them an edge in advancement.

"I must obtain that Starlight Pill."

Mo Ling’s cold eyes showed a hint of fervor. Winning the Starlight Pill wouldn’t guarantee a breakthrough to the Guiyuan Realm, but it would give him the capital to compete with the True Disciples.

"That Starlight Pill is mine."

Ying Qiangge’s eyes were cold and filled with greed; the pill was irresistibly tempting.

Nearby, He Wumu smiled and said, "Junior Sister Bai, once I retrieve that Starlight Pill, I’ll refine it for you."

Bai Hanyan remained indifferent, but He Wumu wasn’t offended. He simply sought to gain favor, and his true intentions were known only to himself.

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