630 A Writer’s Self-Attainmen (1/2)

Three days later.

Wang Lu was still writing hard at the desk. Although he had not closed his eyes for three days and three nights, he did not look tired at all. His right wrist had become even more determined and vigorous!

Wang Lu's calligraphy copying performance had lasted for three days. During this time, he had transcribed hundreds of thousands of words from scratch with amazing speed. The manuscript papers were stacked like mountains and grew at an alarming rate. The momentum seemed endless.

In these three days, most of the audience had given up watching.

With Wang Lu's stance of dead-set-in delaying-the-time, people soon realized that there would be no more serious performance after this, thus there was no need for them to waste time here.

At the same time, the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals was operating efficiently and quickly organized those contestants to return to the training ground to continue the training for the final push.

The news revealed by Wang Wu was that Wang Lu planned to delay the opening ceremony for at least one or two years, which was for the last burst of all the Nine Region players. Although it was hard to imagine how he could accomplish this feat, at present, they had to carry out the work according to his plan.

Previously, with two months of intensive training, many people had broken through bottlenecks and made great progress. If they could consolidate those results in these one or two years, then, at the start of the competition, they might really be able to complete the miracle of defeating the Earth Immortals.

Of course, they had to win it. Wang Lu had already tried to create too many favorable conditions for the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals—in negotiating the Grand Competition, he managed to make it so that the events would be held with stage restriction. Moreover, it was also divided into two kinds of competition: civil and martial. Then he won a lot of training time for the contestants… If despite all of these, the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals was still unable to win, they would be too unworthy of Wang Lu's hard work.

On the other hand, those idlers who looked forward to entering the City of Immortals also took this opportunity to get to know the city in depth.

The radius of the fighting arena of the City of Immortals was hundreds of miles, moreover, there were many warped spaces inside, thus, the real space was difficult to estimate. Such a huge city was divided into five large areas and hundreds of communities. Currently, only area A was open to everyone, which was the general residential area. This area could accommodate up to ten million people and provide them with basic living supplies. Most of the ordinary mortals settled here as they tried to find their own immortal fate.

The City of Immortals also gathered numerous cultivators. Thus, the so-called immortal fate was bound to happen. Every day, there were many ordinary mortals who were picked by cultivators and brought to cross the boundary between ordinary mortal and cultivator. There were also many loose cultivators and disciples from small sects who met and favored by the Elders of high-rank sects and henceforth advanced by leaps and bounds...

In short, everyone had their own issues.

Only those who sat on the rostrum suffered in these past three days. Because, according to the rules, during the opening ceremony, those who sat on the rostrum were not allowed to leave without permission. Once they were on the stage, they had to wait for the show to finish.

This rule was originally designed to limit the need for both high-level parties to come forward at the same time, so that no side needed to worry about if the other side could be having some secret move during the show. At that time, the Earth Immortal side also agreed to this rule. Who would've ever thought of that it had now become a spell for action restriction? As long as they acknowledged that the rules of this grand competition were valid, no matter how dissatisfied they were, they had to stay on the stage to enjoy the show. Thus, when the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals' Organizing Committee of the Grand Competition fully operated the training, more than eighty percent of the Earth Immortals in the group of immortal tombs could only sit on the rostrum and watch Wang Lu copy the novel for three days!

The psychological torture of this was self-evident. Thus, after those three days, one Earth Immortal could not hold back anymore, stood up, and roared angrily.

”The heck, when would he finish writing? It's been three days already! The opening ceremony was originally expected to finish in less than a day, right? Even if you want to delay time, it has been delayed long enough!”

Toward this, the cultivators of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals could only look at their nose which was pointed at their chest, pretending not to hear it.

Xuan Mo sighed, stretched out her arm, and pulled him back so that he didn't need to say it anymore.

Three days? She thought. I'm afraid the other side wanted to delay for three months or even three years. The last time we met, Wang Lu has already shown an amazing strength… The cultivators of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals had made great progress during this period, but if they wanted to overwhelm the Earth Immortals on the field, they needed to do at least a few more years of targeted training. After all, Wang Lu's against the heaven strength was only a special case.

Xuan Mo had previously assessed with her companion who was good at deduction and concluded that, unless the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals was given more than a year, the overall advantage of the Earth Immortals should be unshakeable. However, it seemed that the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals was also aware of this, hence, they resorted to this despicable delaying tactic. As for the delaying time itself, of course, the longer the better.

”Wait two more days. If it's still like this, I will take measures.”

Since Xuan Mo had said so, other people who had objections could only hold back temporarily. However, people were still skeptical. With Xuan Mo's temper and amiable words, if the situation still stayed the same two days later, what could she do?