Chapter 47

Looking at Xia Qing, who was riding the clouds, Jiang Ping'an's eyes were filled with envy and longing.

When there's time in the future, he also wants to learn aerial techniques or sword flight, which is much faster than running on the ground.

Xia Qing stood on the cloud and said loudly, "I will repeat the rules. In five months, those who can stand on the top ten levels of the mountain will have the qualification to participate in the Hundred Prefectures Competition."

"During these five months, you must strive to cultivate and try to climb the mountain. The higher the level you are on, the more resources you will receive each day."

"On the first level, you get ten thousand spirit stones per day, and on the thirtieth level, you get only one hundred spirit stones per day."

"Each person has three chances to challenge and be challenged per day. Those being challenged cannot refuse unless they are injured or lack spirit energy."

"No killing, no use of non-combat secret treasures or weapons beyond the Foundation Establishment stage, and no consumption of pills during battles, or you will be disqualified."

"The first twenty levels can only have one person each, levels twenty-one to twenty-nine can accommodate two people each, and the lowest level has no limit on the number of people."

"If you want to become stronger and enjoy more resources, then strive to climb higher. The path of cultivation is fraught with difficulties and dangers. The victor will be the king, and the future of the Great Xia lies in your hands!"

Xia Qing's words were not overly passionate, but the group of young people felt their blood boil.

"The quota competition begins now!"

As Xia Qing descended, terrifying auras erupted from the young people. The clouds in the sky churned violently, and the fierce wind howled, driving back the winter chill.

A sixteen-year-old girl soared into the air, heading straight for the mountain peak. As her aura was released, a phantom divine phoenix appeared on her body, enveloping the sky.

The moment the divine phoenix projection appeared, the world became scorching, as if it had entered summer.

"I want the first level, who will challenge me?"

The divine phoenix girl looked down at the many geniuses, like a star that made everyone else pale in comparison.

"Divine Phoenix Body! We actually have such a genius among us!" A talented young man from a prominent family, seeing the strange phenomenon released by the girl, was stunned.

"Divine Phoenix Body? A descendant of the legendary Divine Phoenix clan?"

"How can we compete? In the entire Great Xia Empire, there are very few geniuses who can match her!"

Some of the young people who wanted to reach the peak were immediately disheartened.

If the first level is out of reach, we can only aim for the second.

At this moment, a young man soared into the air and landed steadily on the second level.

He had no aura of spirit cultivation or body cultivation, but his presence caused the sky to change. The energy released by the Divine Phoenix Body was repelled.

"Soul Cultivator!"

Seeing this, everyone immediately recognized his ability; he was a soul cultivator.

There are three major types of cultivators in the cultivation world: spirit cultivators, body cultivators, and soul cultivators.

These cultivators cultivate spirit, body, and soul, respectively.

Spirit cultivators are the most numerous, followed by body cultivators, and soul cultivators are the least.

The soul is a difficult thing to grasp, and soul cultivators with talent are not much weaker than those with single spirit roots.

Soul cultivators control the mind, which is intangible and unpredictable. A powerful soul cultivator can move mountains and seas with a single thought and destroy a person's soul with another.

This young man was not only a soul cultivator but also clearly an outstanding one among them!

His tone was calm, "I want the second level, who will challenge me?"

His voice had a strange fluctuation that made people dare not resist.

The many talented young people swallowed hard, unable to compete with him.

The only option left was to fight for the third level.

"Boom~"

A loud explosion echoed, and a young man over two meters tall leaped up, his body like a meteor, landing heavily on the third level.

His body was covered in golden light, and with a casual wave of his hand, he dispersed the surrounding dust with great force.

"I, the third level, who will challenge me!"

A deep metallic voice echoed in the sky.

"This... This seems to be the Ten Thousand Gold Body! According to legend, its physique is incredibly strong, and even someone one major realm higher would find it difficult to break through its defense, and its attacks are extremely dominant!"

Seeing the top three geniuses, many young people were disheartened.

They had hoped to compete for the top three, but with these three standing there, no one could challenge them.

"I, Feng Yuchen, the fourth level, who will challenge me!"

Feng Yuchen, dressed in a golden robe, flew to the fourth level, his tone as arrogant as the top three.

He had a trace of dragon blood, and when he released his aura, it had a strong oppressive force.

"Get down! The fourth level is mine, Qian Feng!"

A young man, completely不服 (unwilling to accept), rushed up to challenge him.

Other young people began to rush towards the mountain.

Not many aimed for the top ten, but they could still compete for other levels.

Staying on a higher level for one more day means receiving one more day of resources.

Several thousand spirit stones per day, this vast amount of resources was worth fighting for.

The first twenty levels could only have one person each, so the competition was particularly intense.

Meng Jing took out the Qinghua knife and said to Jiang Ping'an, "Wood, you need to work hard. I'm going to fight."

"Be careful, weapons have no eyes," Jiang Ping'an said.

Meng Jing nodded, her body glowing with electricity, and she instantly flashed to the mountain peak.

Jiang Ping'an stared at the mountain peak, where a group of exceptionally talented young people soared through the clouds. Some cut through the sky with sword qi, some shattered rocks with a single punch, and some controlled the clouds with a wave of their hand...

Each genius was like a small sun, radiating their own light.

Jiang Ping'an envied them for being born with good talents, good backgrounds, and good resources.

But he did not let this affect him negatively.

He calmly walked to the lowest level of the mountain, where there was a house.

Each level had places for rest and cultivation, and the thirtieth level had the most houses because the lowest level did not need to be fought over.

Xia Qing's attendant noticed Jiang Ping'an's actions and frowned.

"He actually chose the lowest level directly, completely lacking the spirit of competition."

Xia Qing glanced at Jiang Ping'an and said indifferently, "He has just broken through to the Martial Master stage and hasn't learned any advanced cultivation techniques. He can't compete with others."

"The Wuji Fist technique is good, but he just obtained it and needs time to digest it. Studying it seriously now is the wisest choice."

The attendant pouted, "Although that's true, giving the Tianxuan Pill to someone like him really feels like a waste."

"If Miss Meng could take this pill, she might shine in the Hundred Prefectures Competition, and the Empress might have a chance to return to the capital."

Xia Qing smiled, "It doesn't matter. With the Divine Phoenix Body and the four geniuses like Little Jing, it's enough."

She didn't place any hope in Jiang Ping'an.

Cultivating Jiang Ping'an was just for Blackwind Prefecture and the Great Xia.

"Ah~"

The attendant sighed, the more she thought about Jiang Ping'an wasting a Tianxuan Pill, the more she felt upset.

Some young people hadn't gone up to fight yet, silently observing at the base of the mountain, waiting for the right moment.

Among them was Ma Wei from the Ethereal Sect.

Ma Wei didn't rush up first because he was waiting for someone. He wanted to challenge and teach this person a lesson when they climbed the mountain.

Yes, he was waiting for Jiang Ping'an.

But he never expected that Jiang Ping'an wouldn't even try to compete, but went directly to the lowest level!

This almost made him explode with anger.

"Coward! Trash!"

Everyone else at least tried to reach the twenty-ninth level, but only Jiang Ping'an didn't even attempt to compete.

Ma Wei was furious but had no choice, as the thirtieth level was the lowest and couldn't be challenged.

He gritted his teeth, climbed the mountain, and challenged Meng Jing.

Unable to beat Jiang Ping'an, he would beat this woman.

Sword light and knife shadows clashed, various dazzling techniques flew through the air, lightning, fire, and ice spikes intermingled.

Each young person was striving with all their might to cultivate.

On the thirtieth level, in a house.

Jiang Ping'an activated a barrier, sat on the cultivation platform, and took out the pill Meng Jing had given him.

As soon as he opened the bottle, a rainbow of light instantly illuminated the room.

The strange fragrance accelerated the blood flow in Jiang Ping'an's body, and in a short moment, he touched the boundary of the Foundation Establishment stage.

"This pill... is so powerful."