Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 471 - 471 471 Martial Assembly Begins Fourth Update

471: Chapter 471: Martial Assembly Begins (Fourth Update) 471: Chapter 471: Martial Assembly Begins (Fourth Update) Early morning, a golden sun rose from the east, casting its golden radiance across billions of miles of space, illuminating the ground and awakening all the sleeping creatures.

At this time, Li Huo City had already become bustling, much busier than usual, as people from other cities arrived in the city.

Today was the day the Taiyan Martial Arts Conference began.

The Taiyan Martial Arts Conference was held once every five years, and it was a grand event in the Taiyan Nine Cities held once every five years.

It was a competition amongst the younger generation of the nine great families and a contest between the great families themselves.

The Taiyan Martial Arts Conference was closely related to the allocation of Genghuo Mine Veins, and the nine great families cherished it highly.

“Yuanba, are you ready?”

Long Yan let Li Yuanba out from the Azure Dragon Ring and asked with a smile.

For the past half-month, Li Yuanba had been cultivating inside the Azure Dragon Ring and hadn’t left once.

He had almost been cultivating for three months when his cultivation base broke through to the Martial Venerable Realm yesterday.

“Master, rest assured, I will not disappoint you at the Taiyan Martial Arts Conference.”

Confidence burned in Li Yuanba’s eyes.

He was now in Martial Venerable cultivation, with stronger physical strength, and Long Yan had already taught him the True Dragon Sun Picking Hand.

His true battle strength was not afraid of any Martial Venerable.

In just one month, his strength had undergone earth-shaking changes.

“Well, the Taiyan Martial Arts Conference is your stage, and for Mo Er, you have to be the Martial Meeting Leader.”

Long Yan said with a smile, cheering for Li Yuanba.

“Yes.”

Li Yuanba nodded solemnly.

At this moment, Li Nantian walked in from outside.

“Let’s go, we are going to the arena.”

Then, Long Yan and Li Yuanba left Li Family with the rest of the Li Family members and headed towards the arena.

The arena was at the center of Li Huo City, and each Taiyan Martial Arts Conference was held there.

When Long Yan entered the arena with the Li Family members, the arena was already overcrowded.

The members of the eight great families had all arrived, sitting in their respective viewing area.

The eight great families were not the most populous, but the majority were spectators who had come to enjoy the spectacle.

Long Yan sat down beside Li Nantian in Li Family’s viewing area, which was, of course, arranged by Li Nantian.

After sitting down, Long Yan’s gaze swept across the camps of the eight great families and finally stopped on Yuwen Tianlong.

Among the eight great families, Yuwen Tianlong was the only one in the Martial God Ninth Level; as for the other family heads, they were only in the Eighth Level of Martial God.

They were significantly weaker than the Li Family, and even the Yuwen Family had some gaps in strength compared to Li Family.

As for the younger generation of geniuses among the eight great families, let alone Yuwen Shenwu, he did not even consider them worth his attention, so there was no genius worth mentioning.

“This little bastard is still not dead.”

The Yuwen Family members were looking at Long Yan with murderous intent in their eyes.

They had already hired assassins from the Death God Pavilion, but Dragon Flame was not dead, which was quite a miracle.

Especially the three brothers of Yuwen Shenwu, Yuwen Shendu, and Yuwen Shengju, they really wished that Long Yan would die early.

They always felt inferior in front of Long Yan and didn’t even dare to look directly into Long Yan’s eyes.

“Brother Nantian, I thought Li Family would abstain directly from this year’s Taiyan Martial Arts Conference.”

Yuwen Tianlong greeted Li Nantian enthusiastically, but his tone was mocking.

“Brother Tianlong has such a good mood, how can I spoil the fun.”

Li Nantian also responded with a smile.

“It seems Brother Nantian is confident about the Taiyan Martial Arts Conference.

This is an internal matter of the nine great families, others are not allowed to intervene.

Brother Nantian, are you going to break the rules?”

Yuwen Tianlong spoke in a warning tone; if Long Yan were to compete on behalf of the Li Family, no one would be a match for him.

“No need for Brother Tianlong to remind me.

On the contrary, Brother Tianlong has raised three good sons.

Have they been wetting the bed since they were young?”

Li Nantian, of course, knew about the incident where the three brothers of Yuwen Shenwu had been frightened into wetting their pants by Long Yan, so he deliberately spoke loudly.

“Damn.”

Yuwen Tianlong cursed silently in his heart, a trace of murderous intent flashing in his gaze.

At this moment, a figure flew through the air and landed on the competition platform in the center of the arena.

“Greetings, Lord Liu!”

People from the Nine Great Families hurriedly stood up and saluted the figure.

Only Long Yan remained seated, his gaze studying the figure closely.

It was a youth clad in a suit of armor, looking to be around 27 or 28 years old, with a fairly handsome face.

However, his eyes were somewhat gloomy, giving off the impression that he was not a good person.

The youth’s momentum proved that he had reached the Third Level of Martial God cultivation.

Liu Zong’s gaze swept across the room, and when he noticed Long Yan still seated, a trace of murderous intent rose from the depths of his eyes.

“Senior Brother, you’re finally here.”

At this moment, Yuwen Shenwu called out.

“Senior Brother?”

Li Nantian’s complexion wrinkled, sensing trouble.

The people of the Yuwen Family put on an air of superiority, especially Yuwen Tianlong, who shot Li Nantian a meaningful glance, his eyes filled with cold mockery.

Liu Zong nodded at Yuwen Shenwu, then said loudly, “I am here by the order of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to host the Taiyan Martial Arts Conference held every five years in Taiyan Nine Cities.

The Nine Great Families are to submit their Genghuo Mine Veins tokens to me.”

After the Martial Assembly was over, the allocation of mine veins would be determined based on the results, following a long-standing tradition.

Then, Li Nantian, Yuwen Tianlong, and the other Family Heads of the Nine Great Families each submitted their respective mine vein tokens to Liu Zong.

After putting away the mine vein tokens, Liu Zong took out another jade vial.

“Inside this is a drop of Holy Soul Water, the reward for the Martial Meeting Leader of this Taiyan Martial Arts Conference.”

The reward for the Martial Meeting Leader had already been announced throughout Taiyan Nine Cities, and he dared not embezzle it.

“Holy Soul Water.”

Li Yuanba looked at the jade vial in Liu Zong’s hand, a burning desire rising in his eyes, for that drop of Holy Soul Water was Mo Er’s hope.

“Following past customs, let the Martial Assembly begin.”

Liu Zong put away the jade vial, announced the start of the Martial Assembly, and with a flash, he sat down in the central seat on the viewing platform, which was reserved specifically for him.

Next, the Martial Assembly began.

The rules of the Martial Assembly were simple: the Nine Great Families each sent three contestants who would draw lots to compete.

The winner would advance, the loser would be eliminated, and this would continue until the Martial Meeting Leader was decided.

Li Qianyang was in charge of drawing the lots.

Shortly after, the lots were drawn, and the first match was between Li Yuanba and Wang Xing.

Wang Xing was a genius from the Wang Family, with a cultivation at the Fourfold Martial Venerable level.

“Trash!

It’s my bad luck to encounter you in the first round,” Wang Xing said disdainfully as he looked at Li Yuanba, feeling it was a loss of face to fight an incompetent opponent.

“You still have time to admit defeat now.”

Li Yuanba said coldly.

Wang Xing had often insulted him, so Li Yuanba had no good feelings towards him.

“Are you trying to scare me?”

Wang Xing sneered, his eyes full of contempt.

“Since you won’t admit defeat, don’t blame me.”

Li Yuanba coldly uttered a sentence.

The next instant, an overwhelming momentum surged from his body, the aura of a Martial Venerable spreading, and his robe rustled.