Chapter 36

Su Yu gazed at Bai Bai Xiaowei with a half-smile, half-serious expression.

“Uh— I’m different!” Bai Bai Xiaowei hastily protested.

“Oh? How exactly are you different?” Su Yu raised an eyebrow.

Bai Bai Xiaowei straightened up and declared solemnly: “I’m your utterly devoted lackey!”

“I’d willingly be your ox or horse!”

“Don’t bother—I bet you just want to become Empress yourself,” Su Yu muttered, exasperated.

“Hehe.”

“Nothing escapes a great figure like you.”

“Stop sucking up.”

“Xixi.”

Bai Bai Xiaowei thus followed Su Yu around town, strolling and chatting.

Then they headed to the Central Tower in Jingcheng.

Tonight, the Blue Star Sovereign would host a celebration banquet there for the newly appointed Lords.

Though such banquets were held annually for each new cohort of Lords,

this year’s banquet was exceptionally grand in scale.

Even the newly appointed Lords themselves didn’t know why.

Moreover, invitees had been selected through rigorous screening—from provincial to municipal levels.

For instance, Bai Bai Xiaowei had cleared the Monster Tide at extraordinary speed and thus received an invitation.

And Su Yu, having sold Legendary Dragon Eyes, had also been invited.

By evening.

On the broad road, multitudes of stylish cars shuttled back and forth like a flowing river of color.

Su Yu and Bai Bai Xiaowei arrived at the entrance of the Central Tower.

Lamps lined both sides, while tall, neatly spaced phoenix trees arched their branches overhead.

A row of intricately carved decorative screens stood just inside the gate.

Treading on deep-red carpeting, the two followed a respectful attendant into a hall.

The hall was elegant and tastefully arranged—serene and refined—with bright yet gentle floral-chandelier lighting.

Numerous seats lined both sides; Su Yu and Bai Bai Xiaowei casually took a corner spot.

Before long, more and more guests filled the hall.

Today,

those who could attend here were undoubtedly the elite among elites.

They came from all corners of the globe,

all newly appointed Lords who had delivered outstanding performances.

Rumors had quietly spread that the Blue Star Sovereign had prepared extraordinarily lavish celebration gifts for this cohort of Lords,

so not a single invitee had declined.

The hall was packed—nearly one hundred and fifty people.

They symbolized the Blue Star’s newest generation of Lords—the celestial prodigies, or rather, the darlings of the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield.

If they avoided untimely death, their futures looked exceptionally bright.

Even if they later abandoned the path of Lordship, they could still rise to prominence on Blue Star.

Suddenly, Su Yu sensed a hostile gaze.

He turned his head forty-five degrees toward the front-left diagonal,

and saw, in the first row directly across,

a girl in a white dress baring her teeth at him.

That was… Gu Gu Linger?

Su Yu was baffled.

He’d only met the Blue Star Princess once before.

They’d crossed paths during the National Military Strategy Competition.

So why did she glare at him like he was her mortal enemy?

Su Yu averted his gaze, pretending not to notice—but inwardly, doubt stirred.

“Dead Su Yu! Stinky Su Yu! You see Her Highness and don’t even greet her…”

Gu Gu Linger gritted her teeth, muttering under her breath.

Just then,

a towering man strode onto the elevated platform at the hall’s center.

The low murmur of conversation instantly quieted considerably.

He had thick, square eyebrows and a stern, imposing face, dressed in a simple white robe.

He was the Blue Star Sovereign, Gu Gu Xiaowu,

whose name sounded modest, yet his bearing and status were anything but.

As Sovereign of Blue Star, few dared address him by his given name outright.

“Today, I sincerely thank everyone for accepting our invitation.”

The Blue Star Sovereign spoke, his gaze sweeping across the hall, eyes crinkling with warmth.

As the Lord of Lanxing spoke, he noticed his daughter grinding her teeth and frowned.

Following her gaze, he spotted a familiar young man.

So it was him?

The Lord of Lanxing chuckled silently.

Gu Gu Linger had often clamored for a rematch in his presence before, so he retained a faint impression of Su Yu.

He had once tried to recruit Su Yu—only to be refused.

“Let me speak plainly, without wasting the time of you new stars.”

The Lord of Lanxing withdrew his gaze and spoke solemnly:

“To celebrate your ascension as lords, I have specially selected ten Rare-tier cultivation techniques and ninety-five High-tier cultivation techniques.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of astonishment erupted across the vast hall.

“High-tier techniques?!”

“Are these being gifted to us?”

“And even Rare-tier techniques?!”

The newly appointed lords exchanged excited remarks.

They had just become official lords yesterday after the monster tide settlement.

Now they could gain experience and level up within the Myriad Realms Battlefield.

Yet choosing a cultivation system—and selecting an appropriate cultivation technique—had become a critical dilemma.

Because the universe where Lanxing resided was utterly incapable of cultivation.

They could only enter the Myriad Realms Battlefield to earn experience points and level up, thereby enhancing their cultivation base.

Thus, the choice of technique was absolutely vital.

If they hastily selected a technique and later encountered a far more desirable one, they would have to dismantle their entire cultivation foundation and restart from Level 1.

Accordingly, they had already resolved to search for a suitable technique,

whether it took one month or two,

even if it meant entering Wan Jie Cheng to negotiate with lords from other civilizations.

At the very least, they hoped for a top-tier technique among the Common-tier rank.

That way, they would stand a chance against ordinary heroes.

They had never imagined the Lord of Lanxing had already prepared techniques for them!

This treatment had never been granted to any previous generation of Lanxing’s lords!

And not only were there ninety-five High-tier techniques—but also ten Rare-tier techniques!

This meant that all 105 newly appointed lords—including each and every one of them—would receive a share!

How could anyone not be thrilled?

Their excitement and elation turned the hall into a roaring, chaotic din.

The Lord of Lanxing smiled faintly and made no move to quiet them.

They were all young people; such enthusiasm was admirable.

Gu Gu Linger snorted disdainfully—she had already known this news.

She had even reserved her own rare cultivation technique in advance.

So she felt little surprise.

She glanced toward the seat across from her, where Su Yu sat alone in the corner of the last row.

She intended to mock him for his ignorance, only to find Su Yu utterly calm.

No—it wasn’t just calmness. He seemed not to have heard a word the Lord of Lanxing had said.

He was simply chatting with the black-robed young woman beside him.

That instantly ignited a flare of anger in Gu Gu Linger’s chest.

She puffed out her cheeks in a huff.

“No wonder he’s my lifelong rival—unmoved even by supreme techniques, let alone rare ones.”

Gu Gu Linger took several deep breaths and fixed her gaze rigidly on Su Yu.

As the crowd’s initial excitement subsided, the noise in the hall gradually softened.

The many newly appointed lords gazed expectantly at the Lord of Lanxing, awaiting his next words.

“Next, I will assign cultivation techniques to you.”

As the Lord of Lanxing spoke, he began calling out names:

“Bai Bai Xiaowei.”

“Here!” Bai Bai Xiaowei, seated beside Su Yu, shot upright instantly.

Though she had witnessed Su Yu’s prowess firsthand,

facing such a formal occasion still inevitably made her nervous.

“Supreme technique *Mystic Rain Art*, xianxia system—hope you enjoy it,” the Lord of Lanxing greeted.

“I am deeply grateful!” Bai Bai Xiaowei stepped forward, bowed deeply, and accepted the technique with both hands.

“Wan Li.”

“Here!”

“Supreme technique *Scorching Flame*, magic system—hope you enjoy it.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty!”

“Liu Muning.”

“Here!”

“Supreme technique *Jade Clarity Art*, xianxia system—hope you enjoy it.”

“Many thanks, Your Majesty!”

……

As the Lord of Lanxing continued calling name after name,

the crowd grew increasingly excited.

For the techniques the Lord of Lanxing distributed were all drawn from the five great human civilizations across the myriad realms!

Xianxia, magic, technology, martial arts, and superpower systems!

And those whose names had yet to be called grew ever more roused.

Because this meant they stood a strong chance of receiving a rare technique!

Each such technique was utterly unique—uncopyable.

Embedded within each was the resonant rhythm of its corresponding cultivation system; only after being ratified by the Myriad Realms Battlefield

did it transform into their personal power, thereby enhancing their cultivation progress during breakthroughs.

Thus, rare-tier techniques were exceedingly difficult to obtain!

Their acquisition difficulty rivaled that of obtaining a rare-tier hero!

Finally, the Lord of Lanxing reached the last ten names.

“Su Yu.” The Lord of Lanxing said, turning his gaze toward Su Yu.

“Here.” Su Yu rose to his feet.

Su Yu?

It was actually him…

The assembly instantly wore strange, bewildered expressions.

“Your Majesty, I object—I demand to know: what qualification does this person possess to receive a rare technique?”

The Lord of Lanxing was famously affable and approachable,

so without hesitation, one newly appointed lord stood up to voice his grievance.