In this barren land at the duchy’s border, Tier Seven is already considered the top level of combat power.
The representatives of the major factions are basically at this level.
It goes without saying.
These youths, mostly only at Tier One or Two, just stepping onto the path of cultivation, are incredibly excited at the sight of these influential figures.
Each of them hopes to perform excellently in this hunting competition and get noticed by the representatives of these major factions.
By doing so, they can join these major factions, soar to great heights, and even change their lives because of it.
So every one of them is secretly gathering strength, ready to stand out and win in the upcoming hunting competition.
So with a solitary nature, standing alone in the corner, also have glimrs of determination in their eyes.
At this mont.
In front of the teams of major faction representatives.
Those Tier Seven representatives gathered together, whispering among themselves.
"I heard this competition is hosted by Yellow Sand City’s lord, I wonder if that esteed individual will make an appearance."
"It would be great to catch a glimpse of him."
"That might be difficult; yesterday, when I brought a gift, I saw several Tier Eights waiting outside."
"Indeed, if even Tier Eights can’t see him, what chance do small factions like ours have?"
These Tier Seven representatives mostly co from the more top-tier factions, or they themselves are city lords.
In this region at the duchy’s border, they are considered influential figures.
And behind them, nurous smaller factions are spread out, all hoping to recruit so good prospects in this competition to strengthen themselves.
This is the origin of the Demon Hunting Competition.
So every year at this ti, youths from surrounding lord cities and indigenous people’s cities who et the requirents co, accompanied by their elders.
The goal is to join a desired faction and truly embark on the path of cultivation.
A glance reveals that the number is at least tens of thousands, and it’s continuously increasing, gathered on the Gobi Desert beyond the forest range of Yellow Sand City.
"They’re coming!"
Suddenly, a shout interrupted the discussion of the crowd.
The representatives of the major factions jolted awake, all turning their heads towards the direction of Yellow Sand City.
In that lush forest above, a grand flying mount team appeared, rapidly approaching this way.
At the forefront of the team was an enormous, majestic Plant Giant Dragon, accompanied by several other Giant Dragons.
Wherever they passed, fierce winds rose.
Along with them ca a terrorizing pressure.
"It’s that esteed individual’s mount!"
The eyes of the faction representatives widened as they hurriedly went up to greet him, waiting by the side.
Their extrely respectful deanor stunned the youths watching from afar.
Are these still the important figures they know?
Before they could think further, the massive flying mount team had already landed with a howling wind.
Landing right before the teams of the major factions.
"Welco, esteed one!"
"Greetings, exalted one!"
The representatives called out in unison, their faces full of excitent.
Unexpectedly, this influential figure actually ca in person.
To think, he is soone even Tier Eight strongholds might not be able to et, the true controller of the entire duchy border!
"No need for formalities."
Sitting on the back of the Demon Emperor Dragon, Lin You glanced around at the people below, secretly amazed.
He hadn’t anticipated that this Demon Hunting Competition would gather so many factions.
It seems that all the notable factions around have arrived.
No wonder he felt that this journey was much livelier than usual.
Looking at the youthful faces watching from afar, Lin You was filled with emotion.
These.
Are probably the future pillars of the duchy’s border.
Not wasting any ti, he gracefully dismounted, accompanied by Wei Gang and a team of guards, and slowly approached the major factions’ representatives.
"Greetings, Lord Lin."
At this mont, a familiar face stepped forward from the team, bowing to him respectfully.
"ng Qing’an?"
Lin You looked at the person, his expression blank — wasn’t this his neighbor, the lord of Shuangye City?
"I didn’t expect you’ve reached Tier Seven, how have you been lately?"
Speaking of which, ng Qing’an arrived around the sa ti he did, only a few days later.
Unexpectedly, while other city lords constantly changed, this guy remained alive, and even advanced to Tier Seven.
"Thanks to your care, everything is going well now," ng Qing’an bowed slightly again.
His friendly conversation with Lin You made other lords and faction representatives envious, but they dared not speak up.
anwhile, the guardians accompanying their children in the distance had finally found out about Lin You’s identity and beca excited.
"Dad, who is that man?" a distinguished-looking youth curiously asked.
"That’s the lord of Yellow Sand City, Lin You!" the father said, his voice trembling trendously, urgently advising: "Tian’er, rember, do your utmost to perform, if that esteed one chooses you, our Zhou Family could instantly beco a top-tier family!"
"Top-tier family!?"
The young man looked at his father in shock, then glanced again at Lin You in the distance, unable to believe it.
And similar conversations were happening in every corner of the field.
Every accompanying parent or elder was sternly advising their offspring to perform to the best of their abilities.
So even gritted their teeth, handing over their precious keepsakes.
Because they all knew the terrifying identity of that influential figure.
If chosen, it would imnsely benefit them and their backing faction family, possibly leading to an overnight rise!
And while they were discussing.
Lin You had already chatted with the representatives of various factions and, accompanied by them, approached the entire contestant lineup.
"Let’s begin, I’ll just watch from the side."
As soon as the voice fell, the entire team began to move, majestically heading toward the depths of the Gobi Desert under the leadership of those in charge below.
Their competition venue this ti was at a large cliff in the middle-front section of the Gobi.
Due to environntal reasons, there was a height difference of nearly a hundred ters there, and it was filled with demons below Tier Three.
Standing atop the cliff, one could see the vast expanse of the Gobi Desert, making it the perfect location for the competition.
Soon enough.
The entire team arrived at the top of the cliff.
With a glance for confirmation and a nod from Lin You, a Tier Seven Cultivator responsible for hosting the competition stepped forward and loudly addressed the young participants:
"You all should already know the rules, so I won’t repeat them unnecessarily."
"The first checkpoint is this hundred-ter cliff."
"What you need to do first is use your own abilities to cross this cliff and get down into the Gobi below."
"It doesn’t matter how you do it, as long as you get down. Otherwise, you will be disqualified. Understood?"
"Understood!!"
The thunderous shout echoed across the cliff top.
Many of the young participants were eager to try.
But so were visibly daunted.
This hundred-ter cliff was indeed a significant challenge for those at Tier Two or Tier One.
One wrong move, and they could fall to their deaths.
Moreover, the cliff sides were smooth with few footholds, making the challenge even greater.
"This checkpoint is interesting. Was it your idea, Wei Gang?"
Lin You smiled as he looked at the youths waiting by the cliff.
When he first ca here, he was already at Tier Six.
So this cliff wasn’t a big challenge for him.
But for these young ones, it was different.
The power of Tier Two or Tier One was only a bit stronger than an average adult. Climbing down a hundred-ter vertical cliff would surely test them.
"My Lord, it was my underlings who ca up with it. They wanted to use this checkpoint to filter out those lacking resolve and hoping for an easy way through," Wei Gang whispered respectfully from the side.
"Hmm, not bad. Reward them when we return. Let see... each of them can have a set of Tier Eight equipnt."
"Thank you, My Lord!"
Hearing this, Wei Gang’s face bead with joy.
Not because of the reward itself, but because Lin You’s approval ant the world to him.
However.
The other representatives nearby nearly had their eyes pop out upon hearing Lin You’s words.
This... everyone gets a set of Tier Eight equipnt?
They must’ve misheard.
After all.
Even these representatives typically only possessed one piece of Tier Eight equipnt, treating it like a treasure.
And yet, these people got a full set for a simple task!
Those with weaker hearts felt their breath catch, envying imnsely.
anwhile,
The host had finished speaking and now jogged over to Lin You, paying respectful homage.
"Sir, the rules are explained. Do you have anything to add?"
Hearing this, the other representatives and the young participants turned their gaze toward Lin You.
After thinking for a mont, Lin You smiled slightly and said, "Since it’s a competition, there ought to be prizes."
"How about this: the winner of this competition receives a piece of Tier Five equipnt, the top ten a piece of Tier Four, and the top hundred a piece of Tier Three."
"They can use their rankings to commission custom pieces at my Dwarf Race Blacksmith Shop."
Tier Five!
Dwarven custom equipnt!
It shook the other representatives to their core.
A full hundred pieces of equipnt, all custom-made by the Dwarves.
This generosity was imnse!
And needless to say for the young participants, their excitent was palpable.
Tier Five equipnt was beyond their wildest dreams.
They set their minds on winning first place and securing this generous prize.
Seeing their fighting spirit ignited, the competition host quickly capitalized, loudly proclaiming, "You’ve heard the honorable lord! Finish in the top hundred and win great prizes. Enough talk, the competition starts now!"
"Charge!"
"The prize is mine!"
"I’m set on winning first place!"
With shouts, all the contestants surged toward the cliff like a tide, starting their descent.
A few even leaped straight down, using various ans to glide downward.
"Such courage."
Lin You remarked softly, with a hint of astonishnt in his eyes.
To leap down a hundred ters, one wrong move could cost a life.
Yet those young participants jumped without hesitation, truly comndable bravery, and it was clear they were exceptional.
"Should we keep an eye on them?" Wei Gang whispered.
"Yes, if their character proves worthy, consider recruiting them," Lin You nodded.
Imdiately after,
Figures from the various factions appeared in the sky, riding flying mounts, surveying the contestants’ performance.
An imposing competition comnced.
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