Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 327 - 322: The Tournament Begins

Chapter 327: Chapter 322: The Tournament Begins

"What?"

Yan Rufeng was somewhat stunned.

"Brother Xiao, is your Heavenly Dao Sect really prepared to fully support me?"

"Yes!"

Xiao Fei nodded firmly.

"Haha..."

Getting Xiao Fei’s confirmation, Yan Rufeng laughed, "Brother Xiao, today is a rare joyous occasion. Let us brothers drink to our heart’s content..."

The aroma of the wine filled the air, and they clinked their glasses.

The moon was full, the breeze light, and the intoxication hazy.

Amid Xiao Fei’s snores, a slightly sobered Yan Rufeng took out his phone, opened the chat interface, and sent a message to Mu Chen.

"Mu Chen, how many cultivation planets have joined the interstellar alliance now?"

"Dingdong!"

Mu Chen replied, "Reporting to the King, with the support of Qingyun and Duan Chen, a thousand cultivation planets have currently joined the interstellar alliance."

Yan Rufeng immediately replied, "That’s a bit too few."

Mu Chen: "King, in that case, we will fully develop alliance members."

Yan Rufeng: "Mu Chen, in a month’s time, Dragon Origin Star will be overwhelmed. You should go all out. It’s best to have the planets that join the alliance also develop new members. Strive to have the entire Mortal Domain fully enter Technology Cultivation within six months!"

Mu Chen: "Understood!"

...

Yan Rufeng opened Blood Slaughter’s chat window and sent a message.

"Blood Slaughter, how much longer until you reach Earth?"

A quarter of an hour later, Blood Slaughter replied.

"Boss, at least four more months."

Yan Rufeng: "Blood Slaughter, head to Earth at top speed. After resurrecting your Empress, immediately go to Huaxia and bring all Divided Separation stage cultivators to Canglong Star."

Blood Slaughter: "Boss, I’ll contact Ye Lingtian in advance about this. However, do you have any news about Xue Ying?"

Yan Rufeng: "Blood Slaughter, there’s no news about her yet."

After a long pause, Blood Slaughter replied.

"Boss, if Xue Ying didn’t die in that accident, I suspect she will give birth in a few months. The lack of news about her makes me very anxious."

Yan Rufeng: "Blood Slaughter, don’t overthink it. As long as Xue Ying is in the Mortal Domain, I believe you’ll reunite with your family once you return from Earth."

Blood Slaughter: "😊" (smiley face).

...

Yan Rufeng opened the group chat and browsed the chat history.

Panyue @ Commander Wen: "Commander Wen, two wormhole mother ships have already set off for Earth, carrying five million passengers."

Wen JiaRen: "😲 (shocked), Miss Panyue, are you planning to occupy our Huaxia with so many travelers at once?"

Panyue: "😂 (laughing), Commander Wen, don’t worry. With me here, they won’t dare to act recklessly."

Wen JiaRen: "😲 (surprised), Miss Panyue, are you coming to Huaxia as well?"

Panyue: "😒 (disdainful), why Commander Wen, am I not welcome?"

Wen JiaRen: "Welcome, welcome!"

...

Yan Rufeng smiled and continued scrolling.

Among all the conversations in the Dragon Universe group chat he created, Ye Lingtian and Wen Tong were the most active.

Ye Lingtian mainly confirmed how many people were going to Canglong Star, while Wen Tong’s messages were inevitably melancholic.

Wen Tong: "I can forget the sorrow, but why can’t I forget you? In these long nights, why doesn’t the loneliness wither? For the rest of my life, I only want to walk with you through the most beautiful times!"

Wen Tong: "If I came into this world not to meet you, then in the billions of years to come, all sweetness will turn into sorrow!"

Wen Tong: "I’m writing, are you reading? If you see it and don’t reply, can I take it that I still hold a place in your heart..."

Wen Tong: "In a faraway place, a distant heart, does someone miss you? From now on, I won’t send messages in the group anymore..."

...

"Sigh..."

Yan Rufeng sighed deeply and mumbled to himself, "Wen Tong, why put yourself through this? When you come with Blood Slaughter this time, I’ll explain everything to you..."

...

The night gradually faded, and the first rays of sunlight slowly rose from the horizon. Instantly, the sky was ablaze, like a thousand light swords scattering over Dragon Origin City.

All the buildings in Dragon Origin City seemed to be draped in colorful robes, shining brilliantly.

In the northern part of Dragon Origin City, on a vast open ground, stood immense arenas, each a kilometer wide.

Nearby platforms were packed with tens of millions who came to watch and participate in the competition.

All participants in the arena matches were the first batch of cultivators who received arena invitations on the training grounds.

Not far from the arenas was the judging platform, which had twenty-one judges, all elders from the Yuanfa Sect. The chief judge was Elder Qingyun, Master of Yu Qi.

Qingyun stood with his hands behind his back, glancing at the clear sky, and said to the chief referee with displeasure, "The competition may begin."

Then, without showing any emotion, Qingyun took his seat at the judging platform.

The chief referee walked to the front of the platform and shouted.

"The first round of the one-millionth Dragon Origin Continent Cultivator Realm Battle, hosted by the Yuanfa Sect, is about to begin!"

Though the referee’s voice was not loud, everyone could hear it clearly, as they were all highly cultivated.

"Roar roar～"

Someone in the crowd roared, "It’s finally starting after such a long wait!"

"Haha..."

"It’s good that it’s starting. With my Heaven-defying set, claiming the top spot in my realm is a given..."

"Hehe."

"So exciting..."

The chief referee waved his hand, signaling for silence, and raised his voice, "If anyone doesn’t know the rules, speak up now. Once you’re in the arena, claiming ignorance won’t help you."

"Hehe!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Who doesn’t know the rules set by Yuanfa Sect? It’s just a continuous battle with ten people; if you win, you advance to the next round!"

"Yes, yes, referee, please just start."

"Hehe!"

The referee let out a cold laugh.

"Since you know the rules, let the battle commence. Defeat ten people or challenge for five minutes without being defeated, and come to me to get your ticket for the next round."

"Whoosh～"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, a burly man flew onto the arena.

"Roar roar!"

The mighty man roared.

"Qi Mingwei is here to defend the ring. Who dares to challenge me?"

"Ha!"

Someone in the crowd sneered, showing contempt.

"One must face ten consecutive challengers to win. Qi Mingwei jumped in first; you have to admire his guts..."

"Whoosh."

A tall, black-clad man jumped into the arena, disdainful: "Qi Mingwei, Duan Liu challenges you."

"Haha..."

Qi Mingwei laughed, "Daoist, I have a top-grade spiritual artifact set crafted by Boss Yan. If you know what’s good for you, get lost!"

"Humph!"

Duan Liu snorted.

"You think you’re the only one with a set from Boss Yan? Stop stalling and draw your sword..."