Chapter 642: Chapter 37 Dao-asking Conference_3
This once again made him feel a long-absent human aura.
Although the Dao-asking Conference was already crowded with many Cultivators, it still hasn’t started yet.
Until the sun was three poles high.
Streams of light flew in from the horizon.
At the sa ti, a series of voices rang out within the Wanxiang Sect.
“King Zhending of the Qin Family from the Jin Dynasty has heard that the Dao-asking Conference is about to comnce and has co to pay his respects.”
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A sowhat familiar voice rang out imdiately within the sect; it was Wang Ba’s.
“King Zhending, you have traveled thousands of miles to attend. It must be exhausting; please have a seat.”
“Hehe, Elder Xun, you’re too kind.”
King Zhending’s voice echoed.
Before long, another figure soared in.
“Li Wannian from the Longevity Sect has arrived to pay his respects.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Ba couldn’t help but look curiously towards the sky.
He saw a Cultivator, whose body was overflowing with strong vitality, fly past high in the sky, then promptly enter the main palace.
Not much later.
At the edge of the sky, yet another figure observed the scene below and, as such, was flying in. This figure was wearing a very simple Daoist robe with a divine light on his face, giving him an otherworldly air.
“Jiao Ying from Youxian Temple has co to pay his respects.”
Youxian Temple?
Wang Ba looked at him curiously.
He felt that the aura from the person was elusive, making him difficult to asure.
Shortly after.
The Cultivators who had co to watch the ceremony from outside the sect had all landed within the palace in the sky.
Wang Ba and Bu Chan patiently waited below for a while.
It wasn’t long before a voice from the high-ranking sect mbers echoed throughout the Wanxiang Sect:
“The Dao-asking Conference officially begins!”
With these words,
On the open field, Wang Ba saw several familiar seven-story buildings slowly rise from the ground.
Wang Ba couldn’t help but question: “Baiwen Tower?”
Next to him, a Cultivator emanating Golden Core aura took a look at Wang Ba upon hearing this.
Observing that Wang Ba’s aura faintly displayed him as being at the Foundation Establishnt Stage, he then explained:
“You must not have participated before. The discussions in the arts arena are all done like this, directly held inside the Baiwen Tower. But the fighting arena is much more complicated. Normally people from all the peaks have to take action, constructing the battlefield. It’s not just a stage inside but also so strange areas might appear. Five elents, Yin and Yang, Wind, Thunder, and so on.”
Upon hearing these words, Wang Ba let out a sigh of relief. He was glad he hadn’t participated.
At this ti, the true face of the fighting arena was finally revealed.
Blocks of fighting areas erged from the open ground.
The environnt in these fighting areas was different and kept changing.
There were icy snowfields, sandy skies, seas of fire, and deep-sea bamboo forests.
In short, the main the here was that the environnt kept changing.
Seeing this, Wang Ba couldn’t help but ask curiously: “Does this environnt have any impact on the fight? What if one of the Cultivators in the fight is incompatible with this environnt?”
The Golden Core Craftsman replied with a chuckle: “If it’s incompatible, it just ans that their luck is not good. Luck is also a part of their strength, and we Cultivators should admit the existence of luck.”
“Besides, this also adds a few points of interest and unpredictability, doesn’t it? Otherwise, everyone would just be showing off their cultivation bases and spells.”
Wang Ba nodded, feeling that it made sense.
At this mont, a huge light curtain rose up over the fighting arena.
On the light curtain, the nas of various Cultivators began to appear one by one.
These nas were divided into two parts: Foundation Establishnt Competitors and Golden Core Craftsn.
What shocked Wang Ba was the exaggerated number of Foundation Establishnt Competitors. There were forty to fifty thousand of them!
Wang Ba scanned the crowd and found so familiar nas amongst them.
Most of these familiar nas were colleagues from his ti at the Spirit Food Departnt.
What surprised Wang Ba was that Mo Qi from Shou Peak was also listed among them.
The Golden Core practitioner next to him, seeing Wang Ba looking at the nas of Foundation Establishnt Competitors, couldn’t help but exclaim in a casual tone:
“You can’t underestimate Foundation Establishnt Competitors. I heard that this ti the Wanfa Peak has taken on disciples. Yes, that Wanfa Lineage that is often bragged about by Bai Xiaoyun in the teahouse. I heard that there is a Foundation Establishnt disciple from Wanfa Peak too, who will likely participate this ti… but it’s strange, I don’t see them…”
He looked around, then couldn’t help but frown.
Wang Ba couldn’t help but laugh.
It was right not to see him. He hadn’t registered.
After a glance at the fighting arena, he no longer paid any attention to it. Instead, he turned to look at the various Baiwen Towers. He quickly found the location corresponding to Beast Controlling skill among the many Baiwen Towers.
However, at this ti, there was already a long line up in front of the Yushou Baiwen Tower.
At the sa ti.
Tang Yun from Fire Cloud Peak, staring at the huge light curtain in the sky above the fighting arena, beca more and more confused.
“Where is he?”
“Wang Ba, where is he?”
At this mont, not just him.
Many pairs of eyes from Tianji Peak, Shenti Peak, Chunyuan Peak, Fire Cloud Peak, Renshuifeng, Shehun Peak… were staring blankly at the light curtain, all puzzled.
Wasn’t it said that a disciple from Wanfa Peak would participate in the fight?
Where is he?
At this mont, Wang Ba, completely oblivious to all this, placed Bu Chan in a place where he could be seen, and where there weren’t many people around.
Then, he walked up to the Yushou Baiwen Tower.
Looking at the empty light curtain above the Yushou Baiwen Tower, and the rewards noted at the bottom.
“For the best Foundation Establishnt Competitor, a reward of 1,000 rit points and a third-order Spirit Beast egg. For second place… ”
“For the best Golden Core Competitor, a reward of 6,000 rit points and a vial of fourth-order Spirit Beast blood and essence. For second place… ”
As Martial Uncle Qi had said, there really was the blood and essence of a fourth-order Spirit Beast as a reward.
Wang Ba felt a slight thrill in his heart.
However, what was rather coincidental was that he soon noticed a sowhat familiar figure standing right in front of him.
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