nucmednet Chapter 425 The Gathering of Heroes: The Battle for Spots
Chapter 425 The Gathering of Heroes: The Battle for Spots
Suddenly, a clear and melodious crane cry pierced the sky, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Everyone looked up and saw a crane spreading its wings and soaring high, gracefully approaching from the distant horizon.
The crane was covered in emerald green feathers, and it was both agile and elegant.
The celestial ships all gave way, daring not to obstruct them in the slightest.
A group of Wanxing Alliance disciples of higher status stepped forward and quickly maintained order in the surrounding area, while also expressing their welcome.
Master Qingsong's gaze narrowed slightly, and he whispered a reminder: "It's Bixiao, the little princess of the Wei family has arrived."
Upon hearing this, the elder of the Hundred Swords Pavilion nodded slightly, a look of understanding flashing in his eyes.
He then cast a warning glance at his disciples behind him, admonishing them not to make any rash moves at this moment, lest they cause trouble.
Within the Thousand Mist Sect, there are four renowned families.
In this generation, the Wei family has only one beloved daughter. This little princess has been showered with love and affection since childhood and has been spoiled rotten.
That fourth-tier Azure Crane was her exclusive mount and became her symbol.
The appearance of "Bixiao" immediately shocked everyone.
It circled gracefully in the air, each flap of its wings accompanied by a clear and melodious crane cry, as if announcing the arrival of the Wei family to the world.
The little princess of the Wei family stood proudly on the back of "Bixiao," her expression haughty, as if nothing in the world could catch her eye.
She didn't linger at the dock, but simply nodded slightly to the guards as a greeting, and then rode the spirit crane as if riding a cloud, flying towards the towering building in the center of Jingu Island, leaving behind a string of clear crane cries that echoed in the air.
Just then, another white deer arrived, riding on colorful clouds.
Behind the white deer, a magnificent white carriage followed, entering Jingu Island without hindrance.
The cultivators on the road all obediently stepped aside the moment they saw the white deer carriage, and no one dared to stop it.
Only after the crane and the white deer had gone far away did the cultivators on the dock breathe a sigh of relief.
The elder of the Hundred Swords Pavilion frowned slightly and asked, "The branch hasn't even opened yet, so why are distinguished guests from the Wei and Meng families already here?"
Master Qingsong pointed to the center of the island, a profound look flashing in his eyes, and smiled, "They have all come for the Gathering of Heroes. Could it be that you have not heard of it, fellow Daoist?"
Upon hearing this, the elder of the Hundred Swords Pavilion quickly cupped his hands in a humble manner: "There have been many delays on the road, and I have not been able to learn about many things in time. I hope you will not hesitate to give me your guidance."
Master Qingsong, with a leisurely expression, slowly began to speak: "This matter is a long story..."
"The Wanxing Alliance Auction is about to begin, attracting worldwide attention. Although there are tens of thousands of admission tickets, invitations to the private rooms are extremely scarce, with only one hundred available."
He paused, then continued, "Rumor has it that the Sea King Palace has twenty of them, and first-class sects like the Thousand Mist Sect each have three, which already accounts for half. Of the remaining fifty, half are reserved for major families and special forces, and the other half are distributed by the Myriad Star Alliance through various channels."
"Although the Thousand Mist Sect has three invitations, there are four major families involved, so how to allocate them is a difficult problem. In the end, it was decided that the sect leader and the supreme elder would each keep one, and the last one would be given to the young disciples to compete for, with the winner determined by their strength."
His gaze was deep as he looked toward the center of the island: "The Gathering of Heroes was created for this purpose. The best of the younger generation from the four great families will gather here to showcase their talents."
"Qianlan Sect, taking advantage of the situation, held the competition on Jingu Island, inviting young talents from all over the world to attend the gathering of heroes."
As soon as Master Qingsong finished speaking, everyone followed his guidance and arrived at the magnificent arena.
Before them stood a massive arena, with twenty imposing arenas, each teeming with fierce battles, swords flashing, spells flying, and a spectacle that dazzled the eye.
Below the stage, the cultivators stood or sat, some watching intently, others discussing in hushed tones.
Beside the arena, a huge stone tablet stands majestically, its surface shimmering with light, displaying the latest rankings.
The elder of the Hundred Swords Pavilion became curious and glanced around. He noticed that the names of the prodigies from the four major families, including Wei and Meng, were not on the ranking list.
Those currently occupying the top spots on the leaderboard are all true disciples of the Thousand Mist Sect, and he has even heard of some of their names.
He couldn't help but think to himself, it seems that the prodigies of these great families are still conserving their energy.
The real competition is just beginning.
After learning about the Heroes' Gathering, the elder couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for the sect leader.
Before setting off, the sect leader had made a prediction, and it seems that he had guessed it correctly. The Thousand Mist Sect requested delivery and even specifically instructed that young disciples be brought along, which clearly indicated that they had ulterior motives.
This gathering of heroes, seemingly a competition among the younger generation, is actually rife with undercurrents and is probably not as simple as it seems.
The elder's gaze swept across the arena, and he secretly made plans in his mind.
At this moment, a disciple asked curiously, "What if an outsider wins the first place in the arena?"
Upon hearing this, Master Qingsong burst into laughter.
He was clearly aware of this beforehand, and replied, "Qianlan Sect has already promised that if any rogue cultivator can become the number one on this arena, then an invitation to the auction will be presented to them without hesitation. They will never go back on their word."
He spoke casually, not taking it to heart at all, because the possibility was simply too low.
These four families have deep-rooted foundations and many talented young people. Taking the top spot from them is no easy task.
Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly, not believing that anyone could stand out in such a competition full of strong people, unless a truly monstrous genius suddenly appeared.
Chu Lengyu stood quietly to the side. Although his cultivation level was still low, his vision was extraordinary.
Her clear eyes swept lightly across the arena, giving her a rough idea of the cultivators' skill levels.
Suddenly, the crowd stirred.
A group of people, like stars surrounding the moon, escorted a young man as he walked in.
He had black hair and blue eyes, with small scales at the corners of his eyes and temples. He was tall and slender, and had a handsome appearance.
The elder of the Hundred Swords Pavilion looked at the young man, a complex expression on his face.
He muttered to himself, "There are merfolk in the East Sea who have submitted to the Thousand Mist Sect, but they rarely appear in public. I never expected that even merfolk would dare to risk showing themselves to compete with the geniuses of the Thousand Mist Sect for this precious invitation."
For the disciples of the Hundred Swords Pavilion, the sea monsters have always been their enemies. In the past, when they met, it was always a fight to the death.
However, today was the first time they had ever seen a demon race appear so openly and brazenly before everyone.
The mermaid boy was stunningly beautiful, a stark contrast to the ugly and ferocious sea monsters. For a moment, a sense of pity arose in the hearts of the disciples.
Chu Lengyu shook her head slightly.
Female merfolk might be alright, but I've heard that male merfolk can be incredibly ferocious when they fight.
These innocent fellow disciples probably have never seen what merfolk really look like, and it's unknown whether this will leave them with psychological trauma.
Her gaze lingered on the merman boy for a moment before shifting away.