Ch 3: Lucky Peak Doesn’t Keep Idlers, Not Even Artists
Lucky Peak, Night,
“So Senior Brother, you mean……”
“Exactly, we are all participating in the Martial Arts Grand Competition, and have been predetermined for the top fifty. I expect a considerable amount of hatred to be directed at us.”
“Older Brother can’t do anything about it; Sect Leader Li acted first and reported later— Ah!”
Mo Mo was speaking for Xia Jiuyuan when he delivered a chop to her hand,
“Call him Uncle Master. Uncle Master is very good to us, respect him.”
“Okay.”
Mo Mo agreed, but Mo Mo might not change.
Xia Jiuyuan also felt helpless about this and returned to the topic,
“Do any of you have anything to say?”
“We’ll follow Senior Brother Xia’s arrangements!”
Li Le replied excitedly, then scratched his head, “But I haven’t fought many humans, I don’t know if I’m up for it…”
Duan Shahe patted Li Le on the shoulder and comforted him:
“Relax, Junior Brother Li, I’ve seen you spar. Second Rank Demonic Beasts are like killing chickens in your hands, and you can handle Third Rank Demonic Beasts just fine.
However, humans are different from Demonic Beasts after all… I can give you some special training…”
“Thank you, Senior Brother Duan.”
Duan Shahe smiled, accustomed to his junior brother’s seriousness, and then spoke about himself,
“As for me, it depends on luck. If my luck is bad, I won’t be able to beat anyone; if my luck is good…”
Duan Shahe paused and changed the subject: “By the way, Senior Brother, do you have any ranking requirements?”
“No, I’ll play however I want. Rankings don’t matter.”
After all, the System hadn’t specified any requirement for a good ranking, so he wouldn’t put pressure on his sworn brothers.
“Okay.”
“What about you, He He?”
Xia Jiuyuan looked at Jun Liuhe, who had been silent beside him,
“Whatever.”
“Whatever?”
“First.”
“Oh, first. I thought… Huh? First?!”
Instantly, the three men dropped their jaws. Jun Liuhe was that confident?
“You don’t think I can do it?”
Looking at Jun Liuhe’s emerald green eyes, Xia Jiuyuan explained:
“No, it’s just that I didn’t expect you to aim for first. Actually, I was a little worried you might just say you wouldn’t go.”
Jun Liuhe shook his head: “If I do something, I do it well. As for you thinking I wouldn’t go… is this how you see me in your mind?”
Hearing this, Xia Jiuyuan started to sweat. “Tsk… come to think of it, He He has never officially refused a request from me.”
He continued to explain:
“He He is too special. You’ve always been doing your own thing, which makes it feel like you’re independent of me… independent of our Lucky Peak.”
In their Lucky Peak family’s conversations, if Xia Jiuyuan hadn’t actively asked Jun Liuhe, she likely wouldn’t have said a word.
Jun Liuhe looked up at the moon,
“Not at all.”
Xia Jiuyuan also looked at the moon, secretly giving points to Harem Number Two in his heart.
“That’s really great.”
The atmosphere was a bit subtle. Li Le, without looking up, was devouring food voraciously, while Duan Shahe looked expectantly at Mo Mo, who seemed to have no life at all.
She was about to speak!
“Doesn’t Older Brother care about me?”
Is Mo Mo…
Xia Jiuyuan was completely unfazed and replied smoothly:
“How could that be? Mo Mo, you don’t have to worry. I’ve already thought of a method for you, a plan that can at least guarantee you win one match—”
Before he could finish speaking, Xia Jiuyuan froze.
The spiritual energy here became turbulent, then rapidly gathered, pouring into Mo Mo’s body.
She softly uttered:
“Since it’s come to this, I’ll break through first.”
In just a few seconds, her aura climbed steadily.
Looking at her small body in the moonlight spiritual energy storm, Xia Jiuyuan doubted life.
His head buzzing, he asked:
“What Rank?”
“Third Rank.”
Xia Jiuyuan was so shocked he couldn’t speak. Breaking through three Ranks consecutively?!
This was like an insurmountable chasm for him, who was restricted by the System.
Such a large disturbance also drew Jun Liuhe’s attention. She sized up Mo Mo a few times and commented:
“Impatient.”
?
Does Jun Liuhe also know the six arts of a gentleman from the internet?
Hearing this, Mo Mo met her gaze. After confirming Jun Liuhe didn’t mean anything else, she replied in surprise:
“It seems I was indeed a bit impatient… Elder Sister Jun is amazing.”
“Moon Blood Grass, Purple Sun Flower, Hidden Blood Insect. Once a month. Don’t break through again anytime soon.”
“…Thank you.”
“What does that mean? What happened to Mo Mo?”
Xia Jiuyuan asked Jun Liuhe, who replied:
“Her body’s energy is insufficient. Advancing so quickly will leave flaws in her physical body.”
As Jun Liuhe spoke, Mo Mo had already stood up, ready to bolt, but Xia Jiuyuan grabbed her arm.
Mo Mo obediently sat down, intending to win them over with cuteness.
“Is the problem serious?”
“No need to worry, it’s not that severe. The Heavenly Dao is boundless; even without regard for the physical body, there are still paths to take. However, it’s best not to be so extreme under normal circumstances.”
Mo Mo also nodded in agreement at this point,
“Yes, after thinking about it, I can’t neglect my physical body either, after all, I will… Ouch!”
Xia Jiuyuan lowered his hand, which had just tapped Mo Mo’s head.
She was truly unrestrained. Although everyone present was family, it was still too…
“You should know there might be problems. Knowingly repeating a mistake is a grave offense, a grave offense!”
“When inspiration strikes, strike while the iron is hot. Hesitation leads to exhaustion. Older Brother, you must know this principle, right?”
“That means you weren’t prepared—”
Mo Mo covered her ears and shook her head expressionlessly,
“Older Brother, stop lecturing me. Let’s talk about something else… Hmm… Got it. Doesn’t Older Brother want to think about what you’ll do in the competition?”
Xia Jiuyuan, interrupted by Mo Mo, finally realized that, yes, he was the only novice left.
Thinking about his own sealed Second Rank cultivation made him furious!
“Older Brother has his own clever plan! It’s getting late. We’ll stop here for tonight. Everyone, remember the Martial Arts Grand Competition in two days. Get some rest early.”
…………
Two days later, Main Peak,
“Welcome everyone to the tense and exciting Martial Arts Grand Competition—Finals!
This finals will be different from usual; we have changed the elimination format to an arena match!
The fifty contestants who entered the finals and the five seed players who were granted special entry, a total of fifty-five people, will compete in arena matches.
We will set up fifty-four arenas on the Main Peak. All contestants will be assigned an initial arena ranking based on their points from the previous round.
The finals will last for seven days. Each day from 9 AM to 6 PM will be the time for challenging arenas.
Each person can only challenge an arena twice a day, and each person can be challenged a maximum of three times a day. The span of each arena challenge cannot exceed ten.
On the last day, the number of challenges is unlimited, and the number of times being challenged is unlimited!
Under normal circumstances, if an arena owner does not respond to a challenge within ten minutes, they will be judged as defeated. After defeat, their ranking will be swapped with the challenger.
Additionally, each arena is equipped with a Shadow Stone. Anyone can watch a genius battle up close for just one Third-Order Spirit Stone!
Furthermore, this competition is sponsored by Listening Rain Pavilion…”
“Le, there are fifty-five contestants but only fifty-four arenas. Uncle Master is definitely trying to annoy me!”
“Senior Brother, you can’t say that. After all, no one wants to challenge the last place.”
Xia Jiuyuan rolled his eyes at Duan Shahe and looked at the arenas before them, saying:
“51, 52, 53, 54, you guys choose. I’ll take the most special one, the one without an arena.”
The five from Lucky Peak did not participate in the previous round and had no points, ranking jointly last. Therefore, they could choose any from 51 to 54.
Mo Mo casually walked onto Arena 51. Looking at the crowded grandstands around her, she excitedly took out her paintbrush and canvas.
So many spectators, such a scene, it’s truly worth painting.
“However, with this kind of format, I’ll head back first and come back in the last few days.”
Duan Shahe said goodbye and left without any hesitation.
After all, with this format, it was entirely possible to accumulate points in the last two to three days.
Li Le, on the other hand, was quite excited. He jumped onto Arena 54, seemingly looking for a suitable opponent to challenge.
“What about you?” Xia Jiuyuan asked Jun Liuhe beside him,
“Me—”
At this moment, a discordant voice interrupted their conversation.
“Are you the so-called seed players who were granted special entry?”
A young man carrying a sword approached Xia Jiuyuan and Jun Liuhe, who were still below the arena.
“One is messing around in this setting, one has no cultivation at all, one chooses to leave, and one, as the Acting Peak Master, doesn’t even have an arena.
And this one… a Fairy? Lucky Peak is keeping slaves in the Inner Sect of Ask Dao Sect, isn’t that inappropriate?
Acting Peak Master Xia, if you have talent in formations, pill refining, or the Spiritless Method, focus on those and don’t come to defile our arena.”
Who are you?
Hearing this, Xia Jiuyuan frowned. This person was stepping on Jun Liuhe’s nerves, and he wouldn’t be leaving intact today.
The Fairy race is a mystery. They don’t seem to be recognized by the Heavenly Dao on this Continent.
They have long lifespans, are exclusively female, cannot have offspring with other races, and cannot cultivate. Theoretically, they are a race destined for extinction in the future.
Furthermore, because Fairies are generally very attractive and scattered in small numbers across the world, they can be sold for extremely high prices as slaves.
As expected, Jun Liuhe had her eyes on this person, but she didn’t say anything.
She was waiting.
“Who the hell are you? You’re observing us secretly and then spewing nonsense as soon as you arrive. Which peak has such uncivilized people?”
Xia Jiuyuan couldn’t understand the motive of these people provoking him, but based on their equipment, he could guess they were from Sword Peak.
“In terms of civility, I’m at least stronger than you.”
“Is that so?”
Xia Jiuyuan narrowed his eyes. He took out the Acting Peak Master Token from his pocket.
“Kneel!”
The scene fell silent. The onlookers were speechless and amused.
The face of the person before him turned ugly, but in the end, he did not kneel, merely performing a standard gesture of etiquette.
“You have some civility, but not much.”
Xia Jiuyuan put away his token. He didn’t want to resort to power to suppress others, but the person before him was simply unreasonable.
“You’re from Sword Peak, aren’t you? Regarding that incident with Li Er, I’ve been curious about who from Sword Peak wanted to cause trouble for me. Just say it clearly.”
“No one, or rather, everyone from our Sword Peak. With Sword Bone in our bodies, it’s understandable that we can’t see it normally, but now that we see this absurdity with our own eyes, if we ignore it, our thoughts will be unsettled!
Ask Dao Sect should speak with strength. If you continue like this, you will eventually face backlash.”
“Heh, that’s better than you facing backlash right now.”
Sword Bone? What a ridiculous excuse.
Originally, he had suspected that Uncle Master was behind the Li Er incident, using it to let Lucky Peak stand out. But now, it seemed that was not the case; Sword Peak had not settled down.
It seemed he needed to find someone from Spirit Peak Pill Pavilion to investigate this matter. Coincidentally, he had the Blueberry Flavor Spirit Pill Recipe that Mo Mo gave him for a task.
A fierce glint flashed in Xia Jiuyuan’s eyes.
And since it wasn’t Uncle Master instigating this matter, everyone involved should pay the price!
Seeing Xia Jiuyuan fall silent, Li Le, who was on the arena and had also heard the person’s words, yelled angrily at the provocateur,
“Who are you, to be so disrespectful? Is this the quality of Sword Peak’s geniuses? I challenge you!”
“I do not change my name, nor do I change my surname, Zheng Yuan. Disrespectful? How have I been disrespectful? The truth hurts.
As for you…”
He glanced at the arena number Li Le was on and continued, “You are not qualified to challenge me. My ranking is 41.”
Saying this, he turned as if to leave.
“He He.”
Hearing this call, Jun Liuhe knew it was her turn to act. She said coldly:
“Arena 51, challenge 41.”
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