C1213 The Contest in the Offering Ceremony
The contest at the Offering Ceremony.
Half a month later, the Worship Ceremony of the Demon Jade Mountain was held as scheduled.
Sect Leader, Clan Head, and Mayor from various sects led their elite disciples to gather at the foot of the mountain.
Everyone was very curious, what kind of mighty figure had been hired by the Devil Jade Mountain as a tribute?
At nine o'clock in the morning, Mo Caiyi and Palace Mistress from the other eight palaces announced the official start of the ceremony at the same time.
Mo Caiyi made a welcoming speech in a cheerful manner and did not say any more nonsense. She directly invited Zhang Xing and the nine dragons up.
The entire audience was stunned!
"Is the Great Elder joking with us?"
Everyone raised this question at the same time.
Although they had strange expressions on their faces, their eyes were filled with disdain.
If it was an Old Man with the Dao Bone of a Wind Immortal, they would certainly have a look of envy and jealousy on their faces.
However, because of their feelings, those old men only cupped their hands to express their congratulations.
However, the elite disciples that they brought along were restless.
"We traveled a long way and brought a generous gift just to see a brat who still stinks of milk?"
"Does Great Elder Mo Caiyi want to collect gifts and go crazy?"
"But... according to Mo Caiyi's identity, it seems that she can't do that."
"Won't we know if we try?"
“...”
The elite disciples were discussing in low voices.
"Next, the final segment of the ceremony..."
Mo Caiyi looked around and saw the excited expressions of the younger generation. She knew that they were already eager to give it a try.
The purpose of the ceremony was to display their strength and spar with each other.
Of course, it was a competition between the younger generation.
Those who could get into the top ten would also receive a large number of Middle grade spirit stone and Pills rewards.
The rewards were all given by Demon Jade Mountain.
After all, they had received gifts from various sects, so they had to express their gratitude.
"The Spirit Seizing Competition will begin now!"
Mo Caiyi paused for a moment, waved her hand and said in a deep voice.
In an instant, the atmosphere of the entire place became heated.
The so-called Spirit Seizing Competition was to fight for the Spirit Stone.
First was rewarded with 10 million Middle grade spirit stone, and one Upgrading Pill had a 30% chance of helping him increase his realm.1
28 million, six million for the third place, four million for the fourth place, and two million for the fifth place.
According to the individual's different cultivation techniques, the reward was an attribute pill that could improve one's physique.
One million each for the sixth to tenth places.
There was no Pills reward.
The rules of the competition were set, and no harm was allowed to be done to one's life.
One could challenge anyone.
Of course, this was to encourage the disciples to seek guidance from the powerful senior brothers and sisters of the cultivation level.
However, there weren't many people who could jump ranks to challenge others. Apart from the elite disciples, there were also direct disciples.
They were very familiar with each other's cultivation techniques, and their strengths were almost the same.
All of them wanted to take this opportunity to display the new cultivation technique, Martial Skills, in order to defeat their opponent.
When Mo Caiyi finished speaking, the gazes of the younger generation of each sect turned to Zhang Xing at the same time.
"Disciple of South China Sea, Feng Wuji, asks for Zhang Xing's guidance!"
A man who looked like a middle-aged man walked out.
Feng Wuji was a six star Combat Venerable, and he was currently eighty-eight years old.
He was the best of the younger generation.
Mo Caiyi and the others smiled without saying anything. All of this was within their expectations.
What she wanted was this kind of effect.
If the person she hired was an eight-star supreme level and above Old Man, no one would feel anything.
After all, such an old man didn't have any future prospects.
If he couldn't become a saint in the next few hundred years... Then he could only wait for death.
Palace Mistress and Sect Leader also quickly retired from the hilum and worked hard to break through to the Nine Star Venerable One realm.
The future of the hilum still had to be handed over to Descendant.
Of course, the younger one was, the higher the cultivation level was, the better.
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