Chapter 44

"The reason for offering such a generous reward is because..."

Ping Yuzi paused for a moment, smiled slightly, and continued: "Because our Cold Cloud Sect has produced a world-shocking genius, and even more so because the Sect Master of our Cold Cloud Sect has broken through to the Dragon God Realm!"

"What?!"

Everyone was stunned.

They ignored the so-called world-shocking genius; what shocked them was the Sect Master of the Cold Cloud Sect.

Dragon God Realm!

Although the Cold Cloud Sect is highly regarded in places like Yuan Mountain County, it is, after all, only a ninth-rate sect.

But now, things are different. With the Sect Master of the Cold Cloud Sect breaking through to the Dragon God Realm, it means that the Cold Cloud Sect will soon develop into an eighth-rate sect!

If one can join the Cold Cloud Sect at this time, then in the future, one might very well become a disciple of an eighth-rate sect!

Although there is only a one-rank difference, the identity, status, and treatment are completely different.

In an instant, many people were eager and could hardly wait.

This was exactly what Ping Yuzi wanted to see; otherwise, why would he say such nonsense?

"Alright."

Seeing that everyone was eager, Ping Yuzi smiled and said, "Those who wish to join the Cold Cloud Sect, follow me. The rest of you wait here."

"Xiao Suhan, you must work hard and bring glory to your wife!" Xiao Yuran's big eyes twinkled with anticipation.

Suhan felt a bit helpless; it seemed he couldn't get rid of this little girl.

"Han'er, your father is waiting for you." Su Yunming also smiled.

"Suhan."

Xiao Hengshan walked over and said with deep meaning, "Whether you marry Yuran or not, the Xiao family cannot and will not interfere. The last time I saved you was not to force you to marry Yuran. But this time, joining the Cold Cloud Sect is a very good opportunity. If you can become the first place winner in this competition, the Cold Cloud Sect will certainly cultivate you with all their efforts, and at that time, your potential can be further developed."

"Xiao Suhan is my husband, he will marry me." Xiao Yuran muttered, looking a bit aggrieved.

Seeing her like this, Suhan couldn't help but smile: "Little girl, once you gather those four items and become a cultivator, if you still like me, then come and talk to me about marriage, okay?"

"Even if I become a Dragon Emperor Realm, I will marry you!" Xiao Yuran clenched her small fists.

...

At the same time, in another part of the crowd, the Su family was in a hurry.

"Where are Mingxuan and Minghui? Why haven't they returned yet? The competition is about to start." Su Yunchen said anxiously.

Su Yunpeng also looked angry: "These two scoundrels, actually causing trouble at this time. Just wait until I deal with them!"

Standing beside them, Su Yunlie looked at them, then at the white-clad Suhan not far away, feeling extremely complex, as if a bottle of mixed flavors had been overturned in his heart.

"Was my decision back then... really correct?" Su Yunlie muttered to himself.

"Father, although Suhan has left the family, you still have me. Even if I can't win first place, I will definitely not let you down." A young man suddenly said.

"Good!"

Looking at this person, Su Yunlie's face showed a smile: "Mingkai, although we are not father and son by blood, we have the bond of father and son. Do your best, no matter the result, I will set up a banquet and wait for your return."

"Yes!" the man nodded.

This person was named Su Mingkai, Su Yunlie's son.

To be precise, he was Su Yunlie's adopted son.

Su Yunlie had no wife and no descendants in his life. Su Mingkai was someone he saved by chance a month ago and later adopted as his son.

Before entering the Su family, Su Mingkai had only opened five dragon veins, but with the help of the Su family's resources, he opened three more in just a month, which made Su Yunlie extremely happy.

The only drawback was that Su Mingkai was a bit old, almost thirty years old.

However, the Cold Cloud Sect did not look at age but at potential and willpower. Su Yunlie had high hopes for Su Mingkai, and at least in terms of potential, Su Mingkai was much stronger than Su Minghui and Su Mingxuan.

"Let's go!"

At this moment, Ping Yuzi's voice was heard.

Su Yunchen and Su Yunpeng's faces changed drastically, the former directly shouted: "Are you all a bunch of useless people? You've been investigating for so long and still can't find where the two young masters went?"

"Reporting to the family head, someone just reported that half a month ago, the two young masters went to the Xiao family with the Liang family's young master and then disappeared." a guard said.

"Hmm?"

Su Yunpeng's face changed: "They disappeared half a month ago? The Xiao family wouldn't dare to do anything to them..."

"The Xiao family wouldn't dare."

Su Yunchen snorted: "If it were just Mingxuan and Minghui, it would be fine, but there is also Liang Shaohui. Even if the Xiao family had a hundred reasons, they wouldn't dare to do anything to Liang Shaohui."

"You're right. Liang Shaohui hasn't come either. They must have gone somewhere unknown, and it's a pity they missed the opportunity to join the Cold Cloud Sect." Su Yunpeng gritted his teeth in anger.

They were confident, but they had no idea that both Liang Shaohui and Su Mingxuan were already long dead.

...

A large number of people followed Ping Yuzi, all of them young.

A quick count showed there were thousands of people.

Just the four major families alone had over a thousand people, and with those from other counties and prefectures, the number was not surprising.

Before the mountain, there were stone steps, one after another, leading straight up.

For ordinary people, walking up these steps would be very tiring, but they were all cultivators and did not feel much.

After half an hour, everyone arrived at the halfway point of the mountain.

Here, there was a huge square, large enough to accommodate ten thousand people.

Around the square, there was a huge light barrier covering the entire square.

"This is the venue for the first round!"

Ping Yuzi said: "All of you will enter it, and a high-grade gold-level spirit item will be given to each of you. After you consume it, if you open one dragon vein, you will be given ten points, two dragon veins will be given twenty points... and so on. The more dragon veins you open, the higher the score you will receive."

The score is only useful for this round; it is not used in the second and third rounds.

The highest scorer will naturally be the first place winner of this round.

Of course, the "gold-level spirit item" mentioned by Ping Yuzi is not real but an illusion. Otherwise, if each of the thousands of people received a high-grade gold-level spirit item, even a seventh-rate sect would not be able to afford it.

As people entered the square, the sky above the square suddenly hummed, and a large number of spirit items descended from the sky.

"This is not an array, but a strong concentration of dragon qi, which can interfere with one's mental power."

Suhan looked at the floating spirit items and thought to himself: "It seems the Cold Cloud Sect has some special items; otherwise, even a Dragon God Realm cultivator would not have such strong dragon qi."

"Suhan."

At this moment, a cold voice came: "Eight dragon veins, you have great potential. Don't disappoint me."