Chapter 77

"From now on, this is your spirit peak."

Elder Ye said with a smile.

Meng Zhangqing looked around.

He was already at the peak of the spirit peak; although it was called a small mountain, it was actually not much lower than the main peaks, reaching about two-thirds of their height.

The view was vast, surrounded by clouds and mist, looking like a sea of clouds when they met.

The scenery could be described as quite magnificent.

Cultivating in such a place, over time, one's heart would become grander.

Moreover, in terms of vital energy, it was indeed very abundant.

It had almost reached the stage of turning into clouds and rain.

With every breath, he felt the true qi in his dantian sea grow a little.

"A good place."

Meng Zhangqing nodded, saying it from the heart.

"Haha, in the sect, spirit peaks can be said to be very precious cultivation resources; not everyone can possess one."

Elder Ye stroked his white beard. "There are only one hundred and eight in total."

"So few?"

Meng Zhangqing was slightly stunned.

"Yes, so you must keep getting stronger, otherwise you will be squeezed out by others."

Elder Ye laughed. "But with your strength and potential, there shouldn't be any problems in that regard."

"This is a new spirit peak; you can give it a name when you have time."

"Also, have you decided what you want?"

"After defeating the Red Violent Vajra Ape, besides the spirit peak, you can choose one from spirit weapons, third-grade elixirs, earth-grade martial arts, and so on."

"I choose an earth-grade martial art."

Meng Zhangqing didn't hesitate.

Although he already had two earth-grade techniques in his hands, one was for increasing true qi volume, and the other was a secret technique.

They were not martial arts types at all.

In the past, Meng Zhangqing might not have been so urgent.

But now it was different.

Among the true disciples, especially those ranked higher, most likely had earth-grade martial arts.

If he didn't have one, he would be at a disadvantage.

So he had to hurry and strengthen his foundation.

"Good."

Elder Ye took a token from his bosom and handed it to Meng Zhangqing.

The token was silver in its entirety.

On the front was 'Profound Heaven', and on the back was the character 'Earth'.

"With this token, you can go to the Martial Arts Pavilion and exchange it with the Pavilion-Guarding Elder for an elementary earth-grade martial art."

Elder Ye said with a smile.

At the same time, a flash of longing crossed his eyes.

Although he was an inner sect Elder, he was actually the lowest in status among the Elder ranks.

There was no help for it; who told him his potential was insufficient.

Nearly forty, still wandering in the Sea Opening Realm, unable to break through.

In the end, he could only choose to become an inner sect Elder.

So, precious earth-grade martial arts were naturally not something he could touch.

In fact, in the sect, not all true disciples could cultivate earth-grade martial arts.

On the contrary.

They were quite rare.

Because for any force, earth-grade martial arts were core items and could not be easily taught to disciples.

It required consideration from many aspects.

Only then would they be taught.

"Good."

Meng Zhangqing nodded.

"Also, there is one more thing I need to tell you."

Seeming to think of something, Elder Ye slapped his forehead.

"Please speak, Elder Ye."

"In three months, it will be the Seven Veins Martial Competition; the specific time hasn't been fully determined, so just wait for the announcement."

Elder Ye said.

"Seven Veins Martial Competition?"

Meng Zhangqing was slightly stunned.

"Hmm? You don't know?"

Elder Ye felt somewhat surprised by Meng Zhangqing's reaction; as an inner sect disciple, he should have known about the Seven Veins Martial Competition.

But thinking that Meng Zhangqing had only entered the inner sect not long ago, it was normal not to know.

"The so-called Seven Veins Martial Competition is a grand event where disciples of the seven veins of Profound Heaven gather to compete."

"Firstly, it is to assess the strength of the disciples of each vein."

"Secondly, it is to decide the future resource allocation of the sect, and so on."

"Anyway, it is very important."

Elder Ye introduced it briefly.

"So that's how it is."

Meng Zhangqing suddenly understood.

This kind of competition seemed to be a contest between disciples, but it was more about resource allocation.

After all, there were many monks and little gruel.

The higher the level of resources, the scarcer they were.

Since they were all one family, they certainly couldn't fight to the death, so they could only use this method.

"Also, I heard that this Seven Veins Martial Competition is a bit different."

Elder Ye suddenly became somewhat mysterious.

"Oh? I would like to hear the details."

"It is said that the Sect Master has the idea of selecting a successor from this competition."

Hearing this.

Meng Zhangqing's pupils shrank.

A successor?

That would be the next Sect Master of the sect?

Speaking of which, after so many years, the sect still didn't have a successor?

"The Sect Master is still very young, said to be only a hundred-plus years old."

Elder Ye seemed to see through Meng Zhangqing's doubts and immediately explained with a smile, "Although there isn't much time left until the Seven Veins Martial Competition, with your strength, I believe you can achieve a high ranking in the competition."

"Try to aim as high as possible; the rewards given by the competition are far higher than those in the Profound Clarity Realm, with third, fourth, and even fifth-grade resources."

"Fourth and fifth-grade resources, huh."

Meng Zhangqing's hands tightened slightly.

Although he had obtained many resources in the Profound Clarity Realm, he would digest them soon, and as for his family, they could no longer provide him with help.

From now on, he would have to find his own way.

The world-weary smile is like an umbrella held while riding, leading the spirit.

And now, the Seven Veins Martial Competition actually had such rich rewards.