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Chapter 27 - Watching the Grand Tournament! Overwhelming Style!

Chapter 27  Watching the Grand Tournament! Overwhelming Style!

The news that the Demon Emperor’s son would be visiting to observe the sect’s grand tournament spread like wildfire. Instantly, the entire Feather-Ascension Immortal Sect was thrown into chaos!

This news ignited the burning passion in the hearts of disciples across all the peaks. To them, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to soar to greatness.

After all, the Demon Emperor’s son was a top-tier figure from the Wuji Demon Palace. If one could shine during the sect’s tournament and display extraordinary talent, they might catch his eye. Even if they were only recruited as a golden-armored guard for the Wuji Demon Palace, their future would be limitless!

While the Feather-Ascension Immortal Sect was already an exceptional place for many disciples…

Who would turn down a higher, broader world? And so, thousands of disciples began training feverishly, eagerly awaiting the next day.

“Hmph, what’s so great about spectating? All of them dreaming big…”

“Do they even have what it takes to stand out?”

On the Divine Transformation Peak, Fang Yuhan frowned when he heard the news, then sneered dismissively.

“Tomorrow is destined to be my stage!”

“I’ll put on a dazzling display and show them all what I’m made of!”

Thinking of this, his eyes gleamed with anticipation. He wasn’t just planning to show off—he wanted to reject the Demon Emperor’s son’s recruitment offer outright.

In his imagination, he would sweep all his opponents aside. Every so-called prodigy would be crushed under his feet. He would claim the top spot, and when the Demon Emperor’s son came to personally recruit him, he would refuse with pride.

Surely, this would stir endless envy and admiration, making his name resound overnight!

“Heh… That Demon Emperor’s son everyone else is desperate to please is nothing to me.”

“My sky will be even broader!”

Fang Yuhan was thrilled. He planned to use Su Ming as a stepping stone tomorrow. As for whether he’d catch the Demon Emperor’s son’s eye—did he even need to wonder?

He could feel the changes in his body. After breaking through to the Spirit-Communication Realm, his physical strength had become even more domineering. After all, he had completely refined the Formless Dragon-Tiger Pill.

In terms of raw physical power alone, he was stronger than most Law-Manipulation Realm cultivators. Moreover, his Yellow Springs Diagram was beginning to reveal mysterious uses as his cultivation progressed.

These two advantages combined would be enough to make him stand out!

“Heh heh… just waiting for tomorrow!”

…

At this moment, the Feather-Ascension Immortal Sect’s imperial residence had been tidied up immaculately. Su Ming sat within, and with a thought, he glanced at his system’s status panel.

“My Demon Lord Charm just went up by another two thousand.”

“Let’s see… ah, that’s why…”

“Part of it is because I made a grand entrance, drawing admiration and awe from all around.”

“And part of it comes from the jealousy and resentment I inspired after entering the sect.”

Su Ming chuckled as he looked at the panel. Being a ‘demon lord’ was surprisingly easy. As long as his presence was imposing enough and his actions sufficiently arrogant, Demon Lord Charm would flood in endlessly.

“And that’s without even riding a Sea-of-Nether Dragon Beast. If I did show up in one of those, even the ancient clans and immortal families would be cursing me under their breath…”

“The more powerful the people who label me a demon lord, the faster my charm grows.”

“Looks like I need to complete the other two ‘Ultimate Demon Lord’ missions…”

“Once those are done, building up Demon Lord Charm will be a breeze.”

Su Ming felt a surge of confidence. Though Sea-of-Nether Dragon Beasts were powerful, his cultivation progress was very real. Whether it was the Ancestral Dragon Holy Body, the Primordial Demon Eye, or the recently acquired Extreme Ice Divine Talisman, each was an exceptional treasure.

Even though he was currently only at the Law-Manipulation Realm, defeating a Sea-of-Nether Realm opponent wasn’t beyond reach.

“Too bad this kind of thing isn’t worth mobilizing the Shadowguards for…”

“Otherwise, getting my hands on even a Path-Treading Realm beast would be nothing.”

Su Ming shook his head.

The Shadowguards had been sent by his father—the Wuji Demon Emperor—to protect him. Though Su Ming could command them…

Doing so might disqualify a mission as being “his own achievement.” Not to mention, sending elite protectors to handle such trivial tasks felt like overkill.

“Forget it… I’ll rely on my own cultivation.”

“I wonder what kind of surprises this ‘Child of Destiny’ will bring this time.”

Su Ming was genuinely curious. Each Child of Destiny had absurdly powerful cheat-like tools. Even a random item from them could let someone challenge the Emperor Realm or beyond.

And the more outrageous their fortunes, the more Su Ming enjoyed playing the villain. After all… what they had, would eventually be his. Time passed quickly, and soon, the next day arrived.

At the Feather-Ascension Immortal Sect’s tournament arena, a massive mountain had been cleaved in half, forming a vast circular battle ring, covered by formation arrays.

Around the arena stood countless towering spectator platforms. Atop the grandest, most ornate viewing platform sat Su Ming. The sect’s elders and masters stood respectfully at his side. Though they were immensely powerful…

In front of Su Ming, they seemed like mere children—none dared meet his gaze.

“Prince, this spot offers the best view and lighting. You’ll be able to see all the battles clearly,” said Daoist Feather-Ascension, smiling obsequiously.

This elderly master—once a revered Extinction-Realm powerhouse—now wore a faint trace of sycophancy before Su Ming.

“Not bad,” Su Ming nodded.

At this moment, he was at his peak—spirited and confident. Qin Yingluo leaned gently at his side.

In front of them sat a spread of celestial fruits, exuding a rich, sweet aroma. A massive spiritual artifact blocked the sun overhead, making the space calm and pleasant.

Just Su Ming’s presence on the platform drew countless awestruck gazes from below. Noticing his Demon Lord Charm steadily rising again, Su Ming felt both helpless and amused.

Could just sitting here eating fruit really exude that much demonic presence?

Could that alone earn him so much envy?

He was completely unaware of just how jealous the disciples watching from afar were.

Having elders and the sect master defer to him was one thing…

But that stunning beauty at his side—like a celestial goddess—was just a maid, gently massaging his shoulders and peeling his grapes?

This Demon Lord’s style was maxed out.