Chapter 306

Meng Zhangqing gazed toward the training ground.

There, he faintly sensed many powerful auras.

All eyes upon them—the grand battle of the age.

"Meng shidi, it's time to go."

Not far away, Lan Chan seemed to have been waiting, smiling as he spoke.

"Alright."

Meng Zhangqing nodded.

Arriving before Lingxiao Hall, disciples arrived one after another.

Exactly ten in total.

Mo Xiaoyu made a face at Meng Zhangqing and raised her tiny fist.

Today, she had tied her hair into a high ponytail.

It made her look even more vibrant!

"This time, I'll defeat Especially Especially Han Luoyu too and become number one!"

The little girl stood with hands on hips, brimming with determination.

It filled Mo Shukuang with deep satisfaction.

"Since everyone's here, let's go."

Mo Shukuang swept his right hand.

The massive sword-light reappeared, and all of them stepped onto it.

The sword-light shimmered.

Soaring toward the training ground.

Along the way, they encountered many others.

All were disciples from various branches attending the event.

Meng Zhangqing saw the Shi brothers.

Their physiques were truly unmistakable.

Compared to them, other disciples from Ziyun Peak looked extremely slender.

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The training ground.

A full kilometer wide.

Capable of accommodating many warriors fighting simultaneously!

Otherwise, one match after another would be too inefficient.

The goal is to get results as fast as possible.

At this moment, the surroundings of the training ground were already packed with people.

The murmur of discussion never ceased.

Everyone was debating who would win today's martial contest.

And whether Xuan Sect could meet all conditions and succeed in promotion.

Most people firmly believed it would still be Especially Especially Han Luoyu.

After all, since Especially Especially Han Luoyu's debut, he had never lost—he had always been top of the Qianlong Ranking.

As for Duanmu Long Que this time, he would likely fail again!

So the key issue is numbers.

Among the top thirty, Xuan Sect must have the most disciples.

Otherwise, even if they held the top position,

they would still fail promotion.

"With Juling Sect involved, Xuan Sect has little chance."

Someone said.

In recent times, the world had naturally learned why the Qianlong Ranking had shifted so abnormally.

Since the top spot was hard to claim,

one should focus on the other conditions.

With Juling Sect involved, if they constantly obstructed Xuan Sect disciples while deliberately letting Yan Yang Valley win, Xuan Sect would struggle to meet the second condition.

This was an open strategy.

Everyone understood it, but there was nothing to be done.

The Sacred Land's rules were set this way.

If you want promotion, fine—prove you have absolute overwhelming strength!

Prove you deserve to become a stronger force!

So you may gain more land and resources!

Otherwise, others have high potential too—why should you be promoted?

"Look, the Nie family from Fengyun City is over there."

Someone suddenly pointed.

On a noticeably higher platform, the Nie family had already taken their seats.

For this martial contest, although the Nie family did not participate, they had still "contributed."

Otherwise, how could Juling Sect have secured so many positions?

There will be no Sanzong Society martial gathering today.

Only two sects will be present.

"Such a grand gathering, yet our Nie family has no place—it is an ill omen."

The old city lord sighed lightly.

His face carried a hint of loneliness.

"It's all our younger generation's fault for not being worthy."

A young man with a blade on his back spoke in a deep voice.

He is the strongest among Nie family's younger generation.

Ranked tenth on the Qianlong Ranking.

He is the last shred of face for a Rank Two power.

"It is fate; no amount of forcing will change it."

Looking at him, the old city lord's eyes flickered with pride, and he raised a hand to pat his shoulder.

"Ancestor, I heard that after becoming a Rank One Zong Sect, though one gains many things—even support from the Central Plains—one must also bear greater obligations, such as suppressing the Demon Abyss and Demon Lands!"

The young man thought for a moment and said.

A solemn expression appeared on his face.

The Demon Abyss and Demon Lands—these are terms synonymous with great danger and terror.

What exists within them.

Is enough to destroy any Rank Two power!

Thus, only a Rank One Zong Sect has ever been able to guard them.

Before Lingzhou had a Rank One Zong Sect, the Central Plains sent personnel to oversee them.

"Even though the Demon Abyss and Demon Lands are dangerous, they cause countless deaths among the guarding forces."

"But it is worth it."

The old city lord shook his head. "As long as the required guarding time is met, the Central Plains will grant a resource no one can refuse."

"What is it?"

The young man was deeply curious.

He was utterly unfamiliar with this matter—he had never heard of it before...

The old city lord spoke softly, uttering a few words.

The young man's pupils instantly shrank.

His entire body trembled.

Only after swallowing hard did he gradually calm down.