“I’m dying of anger!”
Realising that Qin Feng was watching the sisters’ dance, Zi Yuan’s face puffed up like a dumpling in anger.
Even Whitey, this rabbit, after receiving two carrots from Qin Feng, also happily followed the sisters to dance as it hugged the carrots in its embrace, shaking its little tail and swaying its ears. It truly resembled its master.
“Could this kid have fallen in love with Qin Feng?!”
The Moon Goddess looked at Zi Yuan in worry from the sidelines.
She wasn’t too concerned when Qin Feng was young. She simply thought that Zi Yuan had liked him as a little brother. But now, it seemed like she liked this little brother.
She had never doubted Qin Feng’s potential, and she absolutely believed that Qin Feng could bring endless glory to the Moon Goddess Palace. However, she disagreed with his personality and character.
As a person who would dare to dig out the Sovereign Bone of his younger brother in his pursuit of power, it was unlikely that he had a good character. Thus, he was undoubtedly a remorseless person.
At this moment—
In the Yin Yue imperial Dynasty, within the Emperor of Six Daos’ imperial hall.
Princess Nan Feng came to pay her greetings to the Emperor of Six Dao, intent on joining the Death Elimination Tournament.
After she had witnessed how horrifying Qin Feng was, she no longer wanted to join the tournament, which held the risk of death.
But after some careful deliberation, she thought that she could take the lead in joining the Death Elimination Tournament under the guise of wanting to wash away the Great Xia Imperial Dyansty’s humiliation and therefore persuade the Heavenly Youth Scholars to participate as well.
She just needed a few of them to die to meet her target, and if they won, she could conveniently rid themselves of that humiliation and increase her standing in her imperial father’s heart, along with her influence among the civil and military officials. This would all help path her road to the throne.
She would benefit whether they lost or won, so why wouldn’t she participate?!
“The Great Xia’s diplomats want to join the Death Elimination Tournament?!”
After hearing the news, the Emperor of Six Daos wasn’t too surprised.
The purpose of the Great Xia Imperial Dynasty’s dispatch of their Heavenly Youth Scholars as diplomats was to show off their strength. It was a way for them to reveal their strength, and the best way to do so was to join the Death Elimination Tournament.
“Alright!”
The Emperor of Six Daos didn’t hesitate in the slightest, immediately nodding to show his approval.
As the big boss of the Yin Yue Imperial Dynasty, he naturally had confidence in their own prodigies, and as such, he didn’t cower away from any challenges. Conveniently, he could also get rid of a few of Great Xia’s Heavenly Youth Scholars rightfully, which aligned with his goals.
“Many thanks to the Emperor!”
Both sides were smiling brightly. Their cooperation was rather satisfactory.
And the disciples of influential families within Great Xia’s Heavenly Youth Scholars had no inkling of the fact that they had been sold off just like that. Instead, they were rubbing their palms in anticipation of giving Qin Feng a good beating.
Quickly—
The Yin Yue Imperial Dynasty’s Death Elimination Tournament commenced.
Due to the high death rates, most of the participants were self-voluntary. There wasn’t anyone that was forced to participate.
However, even after signing up, their participation wasn’t guaranteed. Even before this, they needed to go through a trial to prove their right to participate in the Death Elimination Tournament.
What the Yin Yue Imperial Dynasty needed was real prodigies, not hot-blooded cannon fodders.
And due to the high number of contestants each year, the Yin Yue Imperial Dynasty had segregated more than ten thousand sparring arenas. Each arena would have a total of 10 participants, and in the end, 1,000 people would be chosen among the 100,000 contestants.
Prodigies with remarkable strength would even have the opportunity of being selected as the saint of the Yin Yue Imperial Dynasty, giving them a status comparable to the Yin Yue Imperial Dynasty’s royal heir with an opportunity of obtaining the imperial throne and becoming the emperor in the future.
“Saint? Why does it feel less prestigious compared to a Son of God like me?!”
Qin Feng couldn’t stop himself from grumbling as Zi Yuan pulled him over to sign up.
As his current prestigious status as the Son of God of the Moon Palace, he didn’t get to enjoy any special privileges, and he had no choice but to join the tournament’s trials to obtain the right to participate.
Zi Yuan raised her little head high as she spoke in a haughty voice, “Of course, the Moon Goddess is akin to a divine guardian to the Yin Yue Imperial Dynasty, and the young goddess herself is future heiress of the Moon Goddess. The saint is just a royal heir, how could they be compared to the young goddesses and Son of Gods from the Moon Goddess Palace?”
“En?”
With question marks adorning his head, Qin Feng was completely dumbfounded.
If his title as the Son of God was more prestigious, why did he have to participate in the Death Elimination Tournament to fight over the mere title of Saint?!
'Wasn’t he just degrading himself?!'
“You’re really an idiot!”
Zi Yuan snuck a glance at Qin Feng as her face reddened, “You’ll be the emperor in the future, I’ll be the Moon Goddess. It’ll be more convenient for us to speak behind closed doors then.”
“I got it!”
Whitey, who sat on Qin Feng’s shoulders, suddenly shouted, “This is called corruption and collaboration!”
“What do you mean by that?!”
Zi Yuan’s eyes rolled as she seethed in anger. The pink atmosphere was ruined just like that.
At that moment—
Gasps rang through the crowd near the signup area as everyone’s gazes fixated upon Qin Feng.
“Look, quick, it’s Qin Feng of the Moon Goddess Palace. Is he participating too?!”
“I recall that he’s just fifteen years old, isn’t he too young?!”
“The maximum age for the Death Elimination Tournament is 25, isn’t 15 years too much of a difference?”
“I heard that among the Dao cultivators participating, there are over a thousand in this year’s tournament. His cultivation at the Ninth layer of the Phenomenal realm is nothing.”
“He has no advantage—neither in age nor cultivation. Isn’t he acting too hasty?”
“He should wait a decade, he’ll be 25 in ten years, the winner would undoubtedly be him then.”
“He’s young and his cultivation is low, but that doesn’t mean that Qin Feng is weak. Did you all forget the horrifying sight of his half-unsheathed sword in just a day?”
“No one with such a high reputation would be weak, he is the strongest prodigy in all of Huang Gu.”
Seeing that Qin Feng had signed up, many people followed to sign up at other sparring arenas.
Qin Feng’s full might was far too horrifying. Barely anyone wanted to meet such a monster like him.
However, there were also people who harboured suspicions about his reputation, and they wanted to try their hand at fighting Qin Feng.
After all, the upper age limit for the Death Elimination Tournament was set at 25. Most of them were cursed with a chuunibyou affliction, prompting them to believe that they were the strongest here.
Only the older people would know that they were just one in a million.
Clang!
The crisp sound of a gong sounded as Princess Nan Feng’s carriage approached slowly, accompanied by dozens of the Heavenly Youth Scholar diplomats. However, Zhu Thou was nowhere to be seen.
“What are they here for?” Zi Yuan questioned.
“We’re here to sign up!”
Princess Nan Feng was no longer dressed in luxurious clothes. Instead, she was wearing a martial arts uniform for sparring.
“We’re here to wash away our humiliation!”
The influential families’ Heavenly Youth Scholars shouted, their killing intent unconcealable in their gaze.
Their hatred towards Qin Feng soared, especially when they thought of Zhu Tou’s appearance after his violation. Prodigies of influential families prospered together, but they also suffered together.
“They’re being used but they’re still somehow showing off here.”
Qin Feng couldn’t help but complain. These influential family disciples were far too naive.
Their blood boiled with a few fooling words from Princess Nan Feng. Were they actually unaware that the princess could admit defeat and withdraw from the tournament at any time?!
But seeing that Fang Chang was also participating, Qin Feng instantly felt reinvigorated.
Clang!
An eardrum-splitting gong sounded, instantly quieting down the crowd.
“Signups have ended. The trial will start now!”
A black-clad man with an icy countenance floated in the air as he pointed down, his hands performing a ritual gesture.
Rumble!
The ground started to shake vigorously as hundreds of arena platforms surfaced.
“The trials have started!”
Countless cultivators had travelled from all directions to come and spectate this tournament. Some levitated in midair on their swords, some landed on rooftops and trees, and some even used magic to spectate from afar as if they were watching a live broadcast.
Quickly—
Thousands of people entered the ring, drawing their numbers to allocate themselves to their respective arenas.
“There’s just this many participants?!”
The black-clad man’s eyebrows furrowed, turning his gaze towards Qin Feng, who was standing on the ring.
Normally, tens of thousands of people would join the trials for the tournament. However, with the Heavenly Youth Scholars’ participation this time, the participation had dropped tenfold.
After all, Heavenly Youth Scholars from Great Xia were all prodigies of influential families. There was no room for doubt when it came to their capabilities.
Even among those that had stayed, many were all betting on the chance that they would not meet Qin Feng or the Heavenly Youth Scholars. And if they did, they would unhesitantly choose to admit their defeat.
“I admit defeat!!”
Qin Feng was completely speechless. This was the eighth one.
While others were fighting exciting battles, he hadn’t even budged once during his eight consecutive victories and entered the top 16.
It was as if God himself had heard Qin Feng’s prayers—on the ninth match, he met a young man called Wang Peng.
He was a Heavenly Youth Scholar from Great Xia, and unlike his previous cowardly opponents, he lunged at Qin Feng with a steel rod in hand the moment he entered the arena.
“I didn’t expect anything less from a Heavenly Youth Scholar, your steel rod is really fierce!”
Qin Feng could clearly sense the rod filled to the brim with energy. His body flashed to the side as swiftly as a spectre, while throwing a few hidden weapons, silver needles, towards Wang Peng.
“Despicable!”
Wang Peng’s eyes were filled with contempt. He hadn’t expected Qin Feng to use hidden weapons.
Left without any time to dodge, he directly raised his arm to block. And as such, the silver needles penetrated his flesh, but they didn’t cause too much damage.
“You lost.” Qin Feng spoke calmly.
“I lost? You poisoned me!”
Wang Peng’s expression changed as he hurriedly pulled out the needles to check.
“I am a gentleman, how could I use poison?” Qin Feng spoke logically.
“Huff huff……”
Wang Peng exhaled a sigh of relief. It’s good if it wasn’t poisoned.
But the next sentence that followed almost angered him into insulting his mother.
“I drugged them. Even a sow would go crazy……”