Chapter 1248: Chapter 1239: Righteous Indignation
However, Chang Wei sensed sothing amiss and asked, “With this kind of fighting style, wouldn’t each team’s combat power be greatly reduced by the finals? How would we face the Xiao Family then?”
Zhang Po continued to explain: “That’s exactly the case, but in order to preserve combat power, it’s rare for anyone to die in the early rounds. Every challenger will withdraw or concede based on their own strength and physical condition, unless they et with a rival family where it’s a fight to the death.”
“Rival?”
“That’s right. Among cultivator families, there are often open and secret struggles. So are aid at weakening each other’s strengths to prevent one from growing at the expense of the other, while others simply covet the cultivation techniques and inheritances of other families, leading to deadly conflicts.”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yifei seed to have thought of sothing: “So, the ‘Martial Artist Conference’ held by the Xiao Family is also like this?”
“Exactly!” Zhang Po answered straightforwardly: “The ‘Martial Artist Conference’ held by the Xiao Family seems to exist for the purpose of sparring, but it’s actually aid at weakening the strength of other cultivator clans. Despite knowing this, many powerful families are eager to participate, because even a one-percent chance of winning can severely damage the Xiao Family.”
Zhang Po continued: “The strength of the Xiao Family is overwhelmingly vast for other cultivator families. No one can imagine what the consequences would be if they tired of life in the Ten Thousand Mountains and ventured into the outside world one day. Hence, weakening the Xiao Family’s power is an imperative.”
“These families, truly despicable.” Hearing Zhang Po’s words, Xiao Yifei suddenly displayed a fierce deanor as he spoke to the two.
“Why do you say that?” Zhang Po was puzzled.
Xiao Yifei thought of the recent war in Huaxia, which had reached a critical point. Yet, aside from the nation’s resources, none of these hidden cultivator families in the Ten Thousand Mountains lent any assistance, instead watching the conflict unfold idly as they engaged in petty squabbles among themselves.
Xiao Yifei imdiately explained the current situation in Huaxia to Zhang Po and recounted his own experiences to them. The two, upon hearing this, showed expressions of concern: “To think that so much has happened outside after staying in the Ten Thousand Mountains for so long. Truly shaful, as descendants of the Seven Ancient Clans, we should contribute to Huaxia.”
“Don’t they understand the principle of worrying before the country worries and enjoying after the country enjoys?” Chang Wei also looked indignant.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yifei said to the two, “After finishing cultivation in the Ten Thousand Mountains, I will surely return to Huaxia to offer my help, eliminate evil, and stabilize external threats.”
The two also nodded in agreent: “If there’s any place you need us, we won’t refuse.”
During this conversation, the families in front had already registered, and it was Xiao Yifei’s turn.
“Which family?”
When the attendant asked, Xiao Yifei realized the three of them were not from the sa family, which presented a challenge for him. He thought over it and was unsure of how to answer until Zhang Po relieved him of the embarrassnt.
“Ancient Clan!” Zhang Po simply replied with two words.
The attendant showed a surprised expression upon hearing this: “Ancient Clan? Haven’t heard of it, there’s no record of participation. You must be a new family, aren’t you?”
“Yes, we just heard about the ‘Martial Artist Conference’ and ca for so excitent.”
Hearing this, the attendant looked at the three with a sense of pity in his eyes and then said, “Got it, go to the corner up front and find the attendant in the red robe. They’ll lead you to the resting area, and tomorrow morning you’ll draw lots at the Martial Arts Arena.”
Following the attendant’s guidance, the three joined the other participants and arrived at the resting area, which had a unique primitive tribal style characteristic of the Ten Thousand Mountains. However, it differed from the buildings Xiao Yifei had seen in the Zhang Family and Jin Family, as each house had a symbol distinct to the Xiao Family.
It was a cluster of purple flas, and Zhang Po introduced this totem as a fla said to be controlled only by the ancient strongest mbers of the Xiao Family, representing their ultimate power.
The resting area was filled with rows of small houses neatly arranged, each adorned with the sa symbol. The houses were constructed of wood, exuding a sense of simplicity yet profound antiquity, with a faint purple mbrane vaguely visible around them.
“What’s that?” Xiao Yifei asked, pointing at the mbrane on the houses.
“A special form of magic. The houses encased in this mbrane can isolate all sounds and Qi, designed to prevent eavesdropping on neighboring team’s tactics. It’s quite clever,” explained Zhang Po.
Suddenly, Xiao Yifei gained a deeper understanding of the Xiao Family. Not only were they wealthy and powerful, but their mind was also extrely ticulous. As he considered how thoroughly they planned, Xiao Yifei couldn’t help but wonder what the consequences would be if they beca enemies of such a family.
“What a lousy place, are we really staying here?” So contestants nearby were showing dissatisfaction. Clearly, although they lived secluded in renowned mountains and rivers, they were heard of the opulence of the real world and even deeply indulged in it. For a cultivator family, money is just a number, so suddenly bringing these young people to such an environnt is bound to be slightly uncomfortable.
“Isn’t there a great suite or sothing? How can we fit into these small wooden huts?”
“Exactly, exactly.”
“Quickly change our accommodations, we can’t stay in places like this.”
Like a stone thrown into a calm lake, the first contestant’s complaint imdiately stirred the crowd into a ripple, as many started expressing dissatisfaction.
Xiao Yifei smiled wryly: “A bunch of kids indeed.”
For many of these cultivators, it’s their first ti participating in the ‘Martial Artist Conference’. Those who have experienced such brutal competition rarely manage to regain their spirits and return like Zhang Po.
Although they’re the dragons and phoenixes among people, they lack the perspective and experience of Xiao Yifei. Having not been through such events, they are equally unwilling to accept this arrangent.
“Notice, those not shouting among this crowd are our real opponents for the competition.” Zhang Po whispered to the two.
The two nodded affirmatively and began to scrutinize the silent individuals awaiting allocation in the crowd.
Xiao Yifei noticed several groups among them who were quietly standing still. One group was very close to Xiao Yifei and his companions. Their attire was quite strange, mixed-gender, wearing various colored animal skins, their faces showing both confidence and eccentricity, quite resembling avant-garde artists.
This group had about five or six people, and one tall individual stood out, standing over two ters tall, comparable to Xiao Yifei’s sparking state, resembling a formidable mountain amidst the crowd.
Feeling Xiao Yifei’s gaze, the individual looked in his direction, eting Xiao Yifei’s eyes briefly before closing his eyes again, ignoring the noisy crowd.
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