Chen Sheng listened, looked at Master De Ming, and smiled:
"My descendants have inherited a few of my traits. If Brother Dao is interested, how about our two families form a marriage alliance?"
Master De Ming’s eyes lit up instantly, and he stood up abruptly, his robe sleeves fluttering without wind:
"Are you serious, Brother Dao?"
For a Cultivation Clan, allying with a top-tier Alchemist like Chen Sheng not only ensures a stable source of Elixir Pills but also leverages his network to elevate the family’s standing.
Not to ntion, Chen Sheng’s bloodline physique has attracted much attention over the years.
"Of course, it’s true."
Chen Sheng nodded with a smile, calculating in his heart that allying with these Golden Core Clans would not only strengthen the Chen Clan’s power but also spread his bloodline more widely.
In this way, when he reincarnates, the probability of being born in Yue Country will greatly increase.
Several close Elders saw this and also spoke up:
"Brother Micro-Image, you can’t show favoritism! My grandson also has a High Grade Spiritual Root... My son is very interested in Alchemy, and a marriage alliance with the Chen Clan would be perfect..."
Chen Sheng laughed out loud:
"Brothers, no need to rush. Our families should interact more in the future. As for marriages, it ultimately depends on the children’s wishes; we can only encourage it."
At that mont, Han Lou True Monarch spoke high above, his voice like a great bell echoing across the plaza:
"The Sect Competition begins now!"
The next mont, the black robe sleeves of Han Lou True Monarch brushed the Cloud Sea before him seemingly casually.
Instantly, fine silver lines appeared on the Profound Yellow Stone ground at the center of the plaza, spreading like a web from the White Jade Stele in all directions.
Finally consolidating into thirty-two space passages before over three hundred disciples!
The entrances of the passages were oval-shaped, margins flowing with distorted auras, as if absorbing the surrounding light.
Through the thin light film, scenes within could be vaguely discerned—jagged black rocks one mont, a scarlet sand sea the next, and an ice-sealed cliff at another instance.
Behind these passages lay a Small Realm!
Even a sect like the Qinghua Sect could control space realms; for Three Elents Dao Sect, it was effortless.
Not only does Three Elents Dao Sect control many Secret Realms, but it also controls a Pocket World together with several other Nascent Soul Sects.
However, these Small Realms before them are not Secret Realms, nor Pocket Worlds, but "by-products" of Nascent Soul Cultivators comprehending the Void.
Han Lou True Monarch’s voice carried through space to every disciple’s ears:
"Though narrow, these Small Realms most reveal the truth, where incomplete Five Elents lead to chaotic Spiritual Power, and complexities in terrain demand adaptability, a hundred miles ideal for two to maneuver."
He flicked his finger, sending thirty-two pale golden runes from the lotus platform, precisely landing above each passage entrance, brightening the passage scenes slightly.
Through one passage was a stone forest filled with spikes and through another a canyon with rushing black water.
On the cloud platform, Chen Sheng glanced at those space passages leading to Small Realms, understanding briefly flashing in his eyes.
Most of these Small Realms were bubbles in the process of spatial change, collapsing and vanishing swiftly.
However, Nascent Soul Cultivators, grasping the Void Power, could seize those fleeting nodes amid space tides, stabilizing these bubbles to form Small Realms.
But these Small Realms have imbalanced Five Elents, with chaotic Spiritual Power flowing wildly; forget planting Spirit Grass, even regular cultivators residing for long would harm their foundation, proving valuable only in Magical Combat.
Without reservations, it’s the best dueling arena!
In the plaza, the Steward Elder in charge of coordination shouted loudly:
"First group, enter the realm!"
Two disciples dressed in Moon White Martial Attire responded, their Identity Jade Tokens on their waists glowing red simultaneously.
They stepped to the nearest space passage, feeling the emanating pull.
The two exchanged looks, simultaneously deploying Magical Artifacts to protect themselves, leaping into the light film, their figures passing through the passage caused the entrance halo to fluctuate wildly.
The scene inside quickly switched to a lava-strewn valley, glowing red magma flowing slowly in the ravines, the air thick with the pungent sll of sulfur.
The Steward Elder’s voice echoed throughout the plaza:
"Two people per realm, life and death are of no consequence, fight until exhausted!"
"Ten realms per group, controlled by Golden Core Elders through the Central Jade Disc!"
On the left side of the cloud platform, ten Golden Core Elders each had a palm-sized jade disc floating before them.
The disc bore intricate star maps, with each star point corresponding to a Small Realm, its brightness changing with fluctuations in realm Spiritual Power.
One Elder lightly tapped the jade disc, causing the star point representing the third Small Realm to flicker, a semi-transparent water curtain unfurled mid-air, clearly displaying the Magical Combat scene of two disciples in the realm.
Though said to disregard life and death, that wasn’t really possible!
Every Inner Sect Disciple was among the best selected by the sect, the backbone of the sect’s future.
Apart from the Demon Dao, even Sword Cultivation Sects known for their decisiveness couldn’t spill too much blood in a sect competition.
The Golden Core Elders stood as the first layer of protection for the Foundation Establishnt disciples engaged in Magical Combat within the Small Realms, holding the central control, able to retrieve disciples at the brink of life and death instantly.
Additionally, each combatant disciple bore a faint golden light mark on their forehead, the Tier Three High Grade Primordial Spirit Talisman’s imprint.
Upon activation, this talisman could transform into a three-foot-thick Gang Qi Shield, capable of withstanding not just a full-powered strike from a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator but even the divine techniques of a Late-stage Golden Core Cultivator for a mont,
While distributing the talisman, Chen Sheng specifically chose Thunder Pattern Rune Talisman Paper for its thirty percent greater toughness than ordinary talisman paper, better enduring the chaotic Spiritual Power impact within the Small Realms. This was the second layer of protection!
anwhile, amidst the highest Cloud Sea, Han Lou True Monarch slightly closed his eyes, the Spiritual Energy Vortex around him accelerating suddenly.
His Divine Soul surged like an invisible tide into thirty-two Small Realms simultaneously.
Able to see disciples laying Illusion Arrays in the dark forest, sensing cultivators secretly conjuring magic, even catching subtle tremors from the Space Barriers of so realms.
Such is the mighty power of a Nascent Soul True Monarch’s Divine Soul, like a divine eye above all Small Realms, leaving no danger undiscovered, serving as the final layer of protection.
Master De Ming gazed at the disciples leaping into the passages below, sincerely marveling:
"Three layers of protection, both safeguarding hazards and sparing life."
"With Primordial Spirit Talisman shielding powerful attacks, Golden Core Elders controlling entry and exit, and True Monarch’s Divine Soul protecting the whole situation, such an arrangent indeed leaves no stone unturned."
Chen Sheng nodded slightly, focusing on the seventh passage Chen Xihua had entered.
Behind that passage lay a wind-eroded Gobi, black winds swirling with pebbles howling past, even the space rippled faintly from the winds.
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