Chapter 171 - Great Luck and Prosperity (2/2)
“Okay, nobody will know what the mystic realm looks like until tomorrow. It’ll be good if you can get an array flag, but if you can’t, don’t push yourself too hard.” Lonemoon lowered his gaze. “It’s more important to come out safely.” Since they were unfamiliar with the competition grounds, it was useless to attempt to discuss any techniques or strategies.
He sighed and glanced at the lazy pile of mud who was sprawled on the table, frowning. “Hey! You’re the sect master. Can you give them some instructions?”
“Oh.” Shen Ying turned to address the group. After thinking for awhile, she said, “Actually, I really do have a plan.”
Lonemoon started and looked at her, surprised. “What plan?”
“Be indifferent!”
“Huh? What does that mean?”
“The saying is well and good: Be indifferent and you will live longer!”
Lonemoon: “…”
The crowd: “…”
Be indifferent my ass. Do you think they’re going for a chicken-eating competition? Do you think they won’t die if they remain indifferent? ”
“I think Master has a point,” Yi Qing agreed.
Lonemoon shot him a glare. You’re in love with your master; of course you’re going to agree with everything she says.
But Yi Qing ignored him. Instead, he carried on, “There are many immortals in the Earth Immortal and Golden Immortal groups. There are over a thousand Earth Immortals alone. In other words, the various countries brought at least a hundred Earth Immortals each. We’re only a few – even if we can get the flags, we won’t be able to beat that many people too. Why not we just wait at a corner until the various countries’ fighters have already battled one another? That way, the numbers will greatly decrease. We will also have a greater chance of emerging victorious with the flags.”
Lonemoon paused. Thinking about it this way does make sense.
The disciples also understood. Their eyes began to twinkle as they looked at Shen Ying. She’s indeed worthy of being the sect master!
“Alright, that’s what we’ll do then?” Lonemoon said. “Once you enter, don’t be eager to battle anyone yet. Wait for the right opportunity to strike!”
“Yes!”
Shen Ying waved her hand. “All the best, good luck, eat chickens tomorrow!”
Lonemoon: “…” You’re still freaking talking about eating chicken!
Yi Qing: “…” Master wants to eat chicken tomorrow; I can make the preparations today.
All the disciples: “…” Sect Master is indeed wise!
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The Mystic Spirits Meeting
Shen Ying and the rest of the group were considered early, but the competition venue was already crowded. There were at least ten thousand people there – this was much more than the number of people they thought they saw at Heavens beyond Heaven the day before.
They asked around and found out that the various emperors from Feng Can continent and other continents had sent people to participate in the competition. Lonemoon once again addressed his disciples and motivated them.
He even dragged Shen Ying along to give her retarded fans a bit of encouragement and personally send them into the battle arena.
Then, he brought Shen Ying and Yi Qing to the viewing platform.
There were many people at the viewing platform as well – even Chen Ge was seated there.
“The three of you have arrived.” Chen Ge smiled and waved at them.
“Celestial Emperor,” greeted Lonemoon and Yi Qing politely as they bowed.
“Hey!” Shen Ying raised her hand to wave, yet she could not recall his name. Off the top of her head, she said two words, “Salted Fish?”
“Heh heh…” Lonemoon choked on his saliva and turned to glare at her. You could have remembered his name. What the hell is “Salted Fish” supposed to mean? Even if he had been slapped by your fish before, he wouldn’t have to be called that?
Chen Ge stared blankly at her, obviously confused as to what that was supposed to mean. He decided not to pursue the matter further, and instead invited the three of them to take their seats before he gave the person beside him a look.
“Sect Master Shen…” Hui Ling, who had been standing by his side the entire time, walked over.
Lonemoon and Yi Qing subconsciously frowned. Isn’t she in seclusion? What is she doing out here? It seemed that Chen Ge still favoured his own disciples afterall.
It was obvious, however, that Hui Ling’s attitude was very different now. She bowed to Shen Ying and said, “Little Ling was rude to you yesterday – hence a conflict resulted between us. Please be magnanimous and forgive Little Ling for her wrongdoings, Sect Master.” Hui Ling saw that Shen Ying did not respond, and anxiously glanced at Chen Ge. Gritting her teeth, she got down on her knees.
Shen Ying still did not say anything. Out of habit, she turned to Father Niu.
“Fellow Immortal, please do not do this.” She had already said what she needed to say; there was no point in them bearing grudges against her any more. Lonemoon replied, “What’s more, this is a small matter. Our Sect Master will not take it to heart.” If she really took it to heart, she would not just pour a cup of tea on you – she would make you doubt your entire existence!
“Thank you, Sect Master.” It was only then that Hui Ling got to her feet. Yet, as if she had just completed a task, she turned back to Chen Ge and returned to his side. Her face betrayed the resentment and indignance she was feeling.
“Sect Mater Shen is indeed a magnanimous person.” Chen Ge paid no attention to Hui Ling beside him. Instead, he continued smiling at the three of them.
He could not figure Shen Ying out. She looked like a mere Earth Immortal with little immortal Qi, and so weak that any immortal would be able to kill her. Yet, the Young Emperor Yi Qing and the Exalted Immortal Lonemoon treated her with such high respect, as if she’s worthy of being their leader. Even when he was staying at Invincible Sect as Ning Zi’an, all the disciples in the sect almost worshipped her.
In the beginning, he thought that the disciples were only treating her that way because she was Yi Qing’s master. Later on, however, when he was overcome by his mental demons and entered the demonic realm, he found out that even the demon king did her bidding.
He guessed that her identity was not as simple as he thought and as what she looked like on the surface. He even guessed that Lonemoon and Yi Qing’s cultivation levels were increasing so quickly because of her. A person who could instil fear in the demonic king could be… related to the divine race. He could not afford to offend someone like that.
“Master, the competition is about to start,” Yi Qing reminded her.
Indeed, on the arena below, huge groups of disciples gathered. In front of the audience, there were four great stone gates set up. There was a complex array set up on each one and they were all glowing. Vast greenery and mountains could be vaguely seen behind the gates.
“Master, I am going over,” Hui Ling suddenly announced.
“Alright, you be careful.” Chen Ge nodded.
Hui Ling mounted her sword and flew to join the group of immortals at the entrance on the left.
It looked like she was going to participate in the competition. It was no wonder that Chen Ge let her out so easily. Lonemoon wondered what happened to Lu Ming.
Chen Ge conjured an array. Several crystals appeared before them. Inside each of them was the image of a mystic realm – the four mystic realms that were supposed to appear at the beginning of the competition. They were each still empty, but they could clearly see the different environments – high mountains, clear lakes, green fields, white snow and the like.
Chen Ge stood up and announced the start of the competition. The array on the stone gates opened and various entrances appeared. The various disciples flew toward the various entrances. The disciples of Invincible Sect chose the entrance in the middle. They were neither too early nor too late.
Compared to the immortals who frantically began to look for the array flags upon entering the mystic realms, Invincible Sect’s disciples were relatively passive. They found a dense yet unassuming bush nearby and set up a concealment array. Then, they squatted in a line to rest.
They were very seriously being indifferent!
Not a move was made.