Chapter 37 Preparation for the Competition
Chapter 37 Preparation for the Competition
After returning to the cabin, Shen Xu sat down and opened the letter. As expected, it was written by Yang Qiqi. Looking at the crooked handwriting, Shen Xu couldn't help but smile.
Yang Qiqi's letter roughly meant that she was sorry for not keeping her promise to listen to his story, because she had been accepted as a disciple by an elder of the inner sect a couple of days ago.
She complained that her master not only forced her to cultivate, but also made her eat some very unpalatable food and wouldn't let her go out, which caused her to be unable to keep her promise to him.
He also said that he would come to see her as soon as she was able to get out...
Shen Xu turned to the last page of the letter, which ended abruptly. Clearly, Yang Qiqi had written more than just this, but the rest of the letter was probably not for him to read.
After thinking for a moment, Shen Xu found paper and pen, preparing to write a letter to Yang Qiqi as required by the sect.
"Miss Qiqi, first of all, congratulations on being accepted as a disciple by the inner sect elder. You must seize this opportunity to cultivate diligently, and I believe you will surpass me soon."
Secondly, there's no need to worry about our agreement. I just said it casually, but I didn't expect you to care so much. I should be the one apologizing to you.
Finally, Miss Qiqi, we are now worlds apart, separated by vast distances. Take good care of yourself!
After finishing writing, Shen Xu put the letter in an envelope and kept the letter that Yang Qiqi had written to him.
"Perhaps the next time I ask her for help will be the time when we truly part ways!" Shen Xu sighed, then took the envelope and headed towards the deacon's hall.
"Your letter is very well written! Is there any reward you'd like? As long as it's within my authority, I can grant it to you," Elder Yan said to Shen Xu with a smile.
"Reporting to the elder, this disciple has no desires whatsoever." Shen Xu appeared somewhat disappointed.
“I know you’re upset. Here’s what we’ll do: as long as I’m here as an elder deacon, this promise will remain valid.” Elder Yan patted Shen Xu on the shoulder.
"Work hard, and you'll still have a chance to see her after you enter the inner sect."
"Elder, I'm fine. I wonder if you know anything about the outer sect competition in a few days?"
"The specific rules will probably be posted tomorrow, but it doesn't hurt to tell you now! Tomorrow is the official registration day, but some people have already registered with me. If you want to participate, I can write your name down first."
"Then thank you very much, Elder." Shen Xu bowed and said.
"It's alright, you've helped me a lot too. I mainly want to tell you some things to note about the competition. First of all, the location. The competition will be held at Fengming Mountain, which is located between Cuiyun Mountain and Qingzhu Peak. The sect leader and the elders will also be there to watch the competition."
Secondly, there is a restriction on cultivation level; one must be an outer disciple of the fifth level or below the eighth level. However, breaking through to the eighth level in battle is not considered a violation.
The final format involves a draw to determine the top ten teams. The first day is the preliminary round, where each person has only one chance. The second day then determines the top three teams from the top ten.
That's about it. Also, only the top ten in the competition will receive rewards, and this year the rewards for the top three will be given personally by the sect leader, making them extremely valuable.
"But don't think about it too much. Just try your best to get into the top ten. Even the reward for tenth place is very generous," Elder Yan said with a smile.
"This disciple will certainly work hard and live up to the elder's expectations."
After Shen Xu left, Elder Yan looked at the letter on the table and couldn't help but sigh, "He's quite a sensible child."
"Shen Xu, I found the scabbard you asked me to find!" Wu Qi ran happily towards Shen Xu with a scabbard in her hand.
Shen Xu asked Wu Qi to find a scabbard for Han Yue, because he couldn't always wrap Han Yue in cloth and carry her on his back; he still needed a scabbard.
"Let's see if it's suitable?" Wu Qi looked expectantly at Han Yue, who was wrapped in cloth behind Shen Xu.
"Alright!" After a slight hesitation, Shen Xu took the sword sheath.
He took the cold moon off his back, and then peeled back the layers of the cold night's true face, its cold light as clear as water, dazzling and captivating.
With a clear, ringing sound, Shen Xu swiftly sheathed his sword, concealing all its cold gleam within its sheath.
"Huh? That's it! I didn't even get a good look! Let me take another look!" Wu Qi pleaded with a pained expression.
Shen Xu shook his head. "This sword is not acceptable!"
"Alright! But I suspect you found some treasure last time you went out, you had everything you could want! All I ever encounter when I go out are monsters!" Wu Qi shook his head sadly.
"Here you go!" Shen Xu handed Wu Qi a porcelain bottle, which Yang Sen had given him, containing ten Nourishing Essence Pills.
"What is this?" Wu Qi opened the porcelain bottle with a curious look, then quickly plugged the cap back on.
He gripped the porcelain bottle tightly, furtively surveying his surroundings, before shoving it into Shen Xu's hand: "It's too precious, I can't accept it. The outer sect competition is coming up soon, and Shen Guangjian is a formidable opponent. You need this more than I do."
“I’ve just broken through, so these things won’t be of much help to me. On the contrary, with their help, you can break through to the seventh level and compete for a spot in the top ten.” Shen Xu handed the porcelain bottle back to Wu Qi.
“This… Shen Xu, I really need these pills right now, but…” Wu Qi hesitated, clutching the porcelain bottle tightly.
"You don't need to worry about me. Shen Guangjian is not someone I can take seriously right now!" Shen Xu said with a confident smile.
"Uh... Shen Xu, I know you're very strong now, but Shen Guangjian is definitely not weak either. You can't be too careless!"
Shen Xu didn't speak, but began to circulate the Yuan Qi in his dantian. Suddenly, Wu Qi felt a faint pressure from Shen Xu, which made him widen his eyes in surprise.
"You...you're not at the sixth level of Qi Cultivation!!" Wu Qi said in disbelief, his voice trembling.
"I was lucky that I somehow reached the seventh level of Qi Cultivation the night before last." Shen Xu shrugged helplessly; he wasn't lying to Wu Qi.
"I don't believe you! Shen Xu, are you still the Shen Xu I know?" Wu Qi circled around Shen Xu and asked suspiciously.
"Tell me the truth, what exactly happened to you this time? It's only been a short time, and you've already gone from the fourth level of Qi Cultivation to the seventh level. I couldn't have jumped off the Sword Training Cliff as fast as you!"
"Haha, do you want Wu Qi's pills? If not, I'll take them back!"
"Yes, of course I want it! I, Wu Qi, love to eat the rich! I bet you have a lot more!" Wu Qi stuffed the pills into his pocket.
“Now the gap between you and Shen Guangjian is even smaller, but don’t be careless. After all, Shen Guangjian has been at the seventh level of Qi Cultivation for so long, he must have more tricks up his sleeve,” Wu Qi reminded him.
"By the way, how much do you know about the competition?"
"I overheard some things from Elder Yan in the Hall of Affairs, and I also registered there. Did you register?"
“Brother Bu will help me. I came to you to ask if you wanted me to help you register. Now that you have already registered, I am relieved.”
"Since Elder Yan has already told you, I don't have any information worth paying attention to. After all, the rules are the same as in previous years: strength speaks for itself!"
Moreover, with these pills, I might really be able to get a glimpse of the top ten. I need to focus on breaking through these two days, so I might not be able to come to see you. Is there anything else you need my help with? Wu Qi asked.
"Focus on your breakthrough, and wait to treat me to dinner!"
"Haha... then I'll be waiting to treat you to dinner!"
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