Chapter 424: Second Round Lottery Draw (1)
Three more matches were held next, but they were all novice vs. novice, so there was nothing interesting to see.
Returning to the inn at night, the senior sisters chattered like nightingales. This was because they had performed bravely on the arena during the day, attracting a lot of attention. For ordinary cultivators with average talent, this was practically the peak of their lives.
“Fellow disciples, you all displayed great divine might today, and you also ‘helped us a lot.’ Are you satisfied now?” Qi Huang probed with a half-smile.
“That’s all thanks to the Blue Scale Stone sword given by Junior Sister. Otherwise, it would have been a tough fight,” Ruan Lingyu said, speaking very skillfully.
“Yes, based on cultivation level alone, the gap between them and us isn’t that big. After all, they are all from the lower-ranked prefectural sects,” Yun Fei analyzed calmly.
“Hehe, these pitiful fellows. After this Evergreen Convention, their rankings will probably drop a few more steps, as I’ve broken all their weapons and magic treasures,” Shen Yuan said with a mocking smile.
“Report! Miao Xiang didn’t break anything!” Miao Xiang quickly raised her small hand to clarify.
“What are you afraid of? No one is blaming you! Who told them not to surrender?” Su Qingying rolled her beautiful eyes.
“Seeing you all enjoy yourselves so much, how about this: for future matches, who gets to go up and how many people participate will be up to my command?” Qi Huang seized the opportunity to say.
“Okay! But who do we listen to? You, or your main body?” Su Qingying glanced playfully at Cheng Hongling.
“What do you think?” Cheng Hongling stared at Qi Huang expressionlessly.
“Uh… I’ll listen to you! I’ll listen to you!” Qi Huang quickly conceded and then glared fiercely at Su Qingying, that girl with no expression.
Cheng Hongling’s lips curved slightly upwards, and a satisfied look finally appeared on her face. Since the HongHua Sect had competed on the first day, the following matches were no longer of concern to them. They just needed to watch the show to pass the time each day.
Over the next two days, the remaining forty-odd sects all competed, including the Donglai Sect, HuXiao Sect, Jinliu Sect, and others. However, their opponents were not strong, so they were all easy matches, and nothing could be discerned about their true capabilities. The HuXiao Sect, resentful of the Chongyue Sect for ruining their plans, was especially ruthless. Their two external Immortal Seed disciples were both at the fourth level of the Huashen Realm, along with one internal Immortal Seed disciple at the first level of the Huashen Realm. They completely beat the ten Immortal Seed disciples of the Chongyue Sect until they knelt and begged for mercy. The Chongyue Sect not only suffered casualties but also lost face and could only retreat sheepishly.
The first round of matches concluded, leaving only half of the sixty sects. However, many eliminated cultivators still chose to stay and observe, so the Immortal Alliance branch was not much quieter.
After a day of rest, the second round lottery draw was held as scheduled. The HongHua Sect drew number twenty-three, and their opponent was number twenty-four. Wang Zong, along with the male disciples, inquired a bit and found that it was another small sect. Among their Immortal Seed disciples, there wasn’t even a single one in the Guiyi Realm. They had only managed to qualify for the first round by a narrow margin through novice vs. novice matches.
“Our luck is too good, always drawing these small sects!”
“Hehe, another chance to beat up weaklings!”
“Don’t underestimate us, I’ve been itching for a fight for three days! This time I’ll fight to my heart’s content!”
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Several senior sisters cheered joyfully. Qi Huang, however, was a bit displeased. She hadn’t come to the Evergreen Convention to watch others perform. This old fellow always drew small sects, completely denying her a chance to perform. What was this all about?
“Sect Leader Qin, it’s a shame you don’t open a casino with your luck!” Qi Huang said sarcastically.
“Is that so? I think so too. After I retire, I’ll open a casino in the Prefecture Capital to live out my old age,” Qin Quan said earnestly.
“In the future? Why not go now? You’re not young anymore,” Qi Huang said with a sly smile.
“I want to! But you are all too young and inexperienced. I have to work for you a few more years,” Qin Quan said shamelessly.
‘Tsk, what a shameless old man. I think you just haven’t earned enough retirement money yet,’ Qi Huang muttered to herself and couldn’t be bothered to deal with the old man any longer.
Qi Huang looked around and noticed that this second round lottery draw was much calmer than the first. Everyone knew that Lü Er was troublesome, so no one bothered to inquire about his draw number, a stark contrast to the eagerness of the first round.
At this moment, Lü Er, having drawn his number, spoke again.
“Oh my! Is the sun rising from the west? Why is no one asking about this Young Master’s draw number today?” Lü Er asked loudly, deliberately taunting.
“Do you want this Young Master to tell you?” Lü Er feigned asking for opinions and then openly displayed his draw number: “Look, it’s number five again. Isn’t that amazing?”
The cultivators exchanged glances, thinking, ‘Amazing, your head! What concern is it of ours which number this demon draws?’
“Alright, I’ve told you all my number. Didn’t you all want to teach me a lesson earlier? Since you haven’t succeeded yet, hurry up and take action! Number six! It’s still number six! Just find number six to teach me a lesson!” Lü Er staged a one-man show, extremely arrogant, but no one dared to retort.
Qi Huang did not retort either, not out of fear, but because she wanted to save the most arrogant person for last, so that he would suffer torment. However, she would not allow him to continue stealing her spotlight.
“Which sect do you hate the most?” Qi Huang suddenly turned to Cheng Hongling and asked.
“What do you mean?” Cheng Hongling frowned slightly.
“Look, that’s the Jinliu Sect. You were eliminated by their top Immortal Seed in your first Evergreen Convention six years ago. Moreover, they mocked the Yellow Sky Prefecture as a rat’s nest that couldn’t produce a phoenix, and they also called you a ‘pretty vase.’ That guy is among them now,” Qi Huang said, looking at the Jinliu Sect first, then at the HaiZhi Sect: “And that HaiZhi Sect, you were ganged up on and eliminated by them three years ago!”
“And that HuXiao Sect, these guys are the most detestable. They colluded with Steward Cai of the Immortal Alliance and targeted us repeatedly!” Qi Huang finally looked at the HuXiao Sect.
“I don’t need you to remind me of these accounts! I have them all stored in my mind, and I will definitely get them back with interest,” Cheng Hongling’s beautiful eyes revealed a determined gaze.
“But have you ever thought that those with grudges are not young anymore? Take the top Immortal Seed of the Jinliu Sect, for example. He will definitely not be eligible to participate in the Evergreen Convention next time. If he is eliminated by another sect beforehand, you won’t have a chance to settle the score with him,” Qi Huang reminded her.
Cheng Hongling frowned tighter upon hearing this, clearly realizing the problem. After a moment of thought, she asked, “So? What exactly do you want to do?”
“Swap draws. It’s not like only they can swap! That’s why I asked which sect you hate the most!” Qi Huang offered her advice.
“Junior Sister, are you kidding me? Isn’t it good to draw weaklings? You’re actively seeking out tough opponents?” Ruan Lingyu interjected from the side.
“Excuse me, but in my eyes, all the sects in this plaza are weaklings,” Qi Huang replied casually. Ruan Lingyu was rendered speechless, as she knew this was indeed the case.
“Then let’s start with the HuXiao Sect. I want to let them know that rules can be broken,” Cheng Hongling took a deep breath. She was a woman with ambition, destined not to be a coward.
“And then?” Qi Huang pressed.
“Then the Jinliu Sect, and finally the HaiZhi Sect,” Cheng Hongling replied through gritted teeth.
“Then let’s do it the other way around. Let’s fight the HaiZhi Sect first,” Qi Huang immediately made a decision.
“Are you sick? Why insist on going against the grain?” Cheng Hongling snapped back to her senses, her delicate body trembling with anger.
“She really is sick, mentally ill!” Su Qingying reminded from the side.
“It’s mental illness, not just illness! And it’s ‘mental illness,’ not ‘lunatic,'” Qi Huang argued, then explained to her main body, “The more you hate a sect, the later you should leave them. This way, they will suffer prolonged torment. Don’t you agree?”
Cheng Hongling paused, then showed a thoughtful expression.
“I think Junior Sister Qi Huang makes sense. For the likes of the HuXiao Sect and Jinliu Sect, eliminating them immediately and punishing them is too light. They should at least be made to suffer psychological torment first,” Yun Fei interjected from the side.
“Alright, let’s start with the HaiZhi Sect,” Cheng Hongling figured it out and agreed to the proposal.
“Very good!” Qi Huang smiled with satisfaction, then said to Wang Zong beside her, “Senior Brother Wang, please make a trip and find out which number the HaiZhi Sect drew. This time, I want to let them know that quantity cannot compensate for the gap in quality.”
