Chapter 11: The Tiansheng Grand Tournament

Gu Feng raised his head and looked at Lu Xunxian with a face full of shock.

Only then did he remember Ye Wushuang’s earlier warning.

“I am warning you now. That senior came down from above to gain experience. If you provoke him, even I will not be able to help you.”

“Senior, I know I was wrong. Please be magnanimous and spare me.”

In the face of death, Gu Feng yielded without the slightest hesitation and lowered his head to beg for mercy.

“If you were not still of some use to me, you would already be dead.”

Lu Xunxian cast Gu Feng a cold glance.

From that single glance alone, Gu Feng felt as though some great terror had fixed its gaze upon him, as if he would die and his Dao would vanish in the very next instant.

Fortunately, Lu Xunxian did not make things too difficult for him. After intimidating him a little, he withdrew the pressure.

Gu Feng scrambled up from the ground in a wretched state, no longer daring to show Lu Xunxian that arrogant attitude again.

“Hand over the Myriad Wood Scripture. In return, I can owe Ancient Wood Sacred Land a favor.”

Lu Xunxian understood that principle well enough. After the stick came the carrot.

Hearing that, bitterness appeared on Gu Feng’s face.

“Senior, could you allow your daughter to become the Holy Maiden of Ancient Wood Sacred Land?”

Seeing that Lu Xunxian was about to grow angry again, Gu Feng hurriedly added, “Do not worry. It would only be a nominal title. She would not need to leave your side, Senior.”

Although Ancient Wood Sacred Land also had peak Saint Emperor experts, Gu Feng could sense that the peak Saint Emperor experts of his own sacred land would absolutely not be Lu Xunxian’s match.

So he made the same choice as Ye Wushuang and sought to make Lu Qingyun a nominal Holy Maiden of Ancient Wood Sacred Land, thereby deepening their connection with Lu Xunxian.

Lu Xunxian did not agree immediately. Lowering his head, he looked at Lu Qingyun in his arms and asked, “Qingyun, do you want to become the Holy Maiden of Ancient Wood Sacred Land?”

Lu Qingyun lowered her little head and thought for a moment before looking up again.

“Father, I do. I want to be like Big Brother too.”

“Very well. From today onward, you are the Holy Maiden of Ancient Wood Sacred Land.”

A doting look appeared on Lu Xunxian’s face as he spoke.

At the side, Gu Feng was stunned. No, wait, he had not even spoken yet. What did that make of him, the Holy Lord?

But when he recalled the utterly irresistible aura Lu Xunxian had released just now, he quietly kept his mouth shut.

“All right. I will trouble you to pass the art on to my daughter.”

Lu Xunxian gently sat his daughter down, then looked at Gu Feng and said.

Gu Feng naturally did not dare refuse. He hurried over to Lu Qingyun and forced the kindest smile he could onto his face.

“Holy Maiden, there is no need to worry. In a moment, I will place the cultivation method of the Myriad Wood Scripture into your mind.”

“From then on, you only need to cultivate according to that feeling.”

With that, Gu Feng extended a finger and pressed it against Lu Qingyun’s forehead. At once, a vast mass of profound and obscure knowledge poured into her mind.

However, because Gu Feng had already processed it beforehand, Lu Qingyun did not feel any discomfort.

At that very moment, Lu Qingyun’s cultivation also began to surge at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Just like Lu Xiaoyao, it did not stop until it reached the peak of Spirit Entry.

The moment the transmission ended, Lu Qingyun skipped over to Lu Xunxian and spun in circles in front of him.

“Father, look quickly. Have I changed at all?”

“You have. You have become even prettier.”

Lu Xunxian played along.

In truth, there was no real change. When he had completed their Spiritual Roots earlier, he had already cleansed their bodies.

Now that she had stepped into Spirit Entry, there naturally would not be any outward change.

“Yay.”

The little girl understood nothing. She only knew that her father had praised her.

At that moment, Lu Xiaoyao came out of the residence, rubbing his eyes.

“Father, Little Sister, where did you go?”

“Brother, look quickly. I have started cultivating too.”

Lu Xunxian did not say anything, but Lu Qingyun ran excitedly over to show off in front of her brother.

Seeing that, Lu Xiaoyao did not look especially excited. Instead, he seemed a little disappointed.

“Little Sister, now that you have started cultivating too, will you still need Big Brother to protect you in the future?”

“Of course. I am a girl. How could I fight with my own hands?”

Lu Qingyun said proudly, her hands planted on her hips.

The moment he received his sister’s permission, Lu Xiaoyao immediately jumped up.

“Yay!”

Watching the warm scene between the brother and sister, a trace of contentment appeared on Lu Xunxian’s face.

But that feeling of contentment did not last long before Gu Feng interrupted him from behind.

“Ahem, Senior. There is a matter I would like to discuss with you in detail. I wonder whether you have the time?”

Gu Feng coughed lightly, his expression somewhat uneasy.

At the side, Ye Wushuang also seemed to remember something and hurriedly spoke up.

“Senior, I also have something I would like to discuss with you in detail. Please, Senior, you must agree.”

Looking at the two of them, Lu Xunxian had a bad feeling. He frowned slightly.

“If you have something to say, then say it directly.”

“Senior, have you ever heard of the Tiansheng Grand Tournament?”

Ye Wushuang and Gu Feng exchanged a glance, and then Ye Wushuang was the one who asked.

A puzzled look appeared on Lu Xunxian’s face as he said, “The Tiansheng Grand Tournament? What is that?”

“The Tiansheng Grand Tournament was established a million years ago by an unparalleled great expert at the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm. Its purpose was to inspire all cultivators of Tiansheng Continent to strive diligently in cultivation.”

“After the passage of time, the Tiansheng Grand Tournament gradually evolved into a contest between the gifted disciples of the various great powers of Tiansheng Continent.”

“Today, the Tiansheng Grand Tournament is convened by the Thirty Sacred Lands and held once every five hundred years. Any cultivator under five hundred years of age may participate.”

“Anyone who ranks near the top in the Tiansheng Grand Tournament can receive rewards bestowed by the Thirty Sacred Lands.”

Ye Wushuang explained it to Lu Xunxian.

As for the so-called Thirty Sacred Lands, they referred to the thirty sacred lands that existed across Tiansheng Continent.

Hearing that, Lu Xunxian quickly guessed what they intended.

“So you want my son and daughter to participate in the Tiansheng Grand Tournament?”

The moment those words fell, Lu Xunxian’s expression darkened at once.

How old were they, that these people wanted them to take part in such a cruel competition? Did they truly think they could bully him?

The moment Ye Wushuang saw Lu Xunxian’s expression, he knew Lu Xunxian had misunderstood, so he hurriedly said, “Senior, please calm yourself first. The Tiansheng Grand Tournament is not being held right now. It will only be held eighteen years from now.”

“We are merely bringing it up now so that you will know of this matter in advance.”

“With the talents of your son and daughter, they will certainly achieve excellent results if they participate in the Tiansheng Grand Tournament eighteen years from now.”

At the side, Gu Feng also hurriedly added, “That is right. We ask that you consider it carefully, Senior.”

Once he heard that the Tiansheng Grand Tournament would only be held eighteen years later, the anger Lu Xunxian had been about to unleash gradually subsided.

But very soon, he shook his head.

“I have no intention of letting my son and daughter participate in the Tiansheng Grand Tournament. It is enough for them to grow up safe and sound.”

As a father, Lu Xunxian did not want his children to be placed in danger.

Ye Wushuang and Gu Feng exchanged a glance. Then Ye Wushuang said helplessly, “Senior, I understand that you are worried about the safety of the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden.”

“But they are bound to grow up someday. Do you intend to let them live beneath your wings for their entire lives?”

Hearing that, Lu Xunxian fell silent.

But soon, he shook his head.

“When they come of age, I will tell them about this matter. At that time, whether they participate or not will be for them to decide.”

“But I will absolutely not have them register now.”

Seeing that, Ye Wushuang and Gu Feng could not help but sigh. They could only hope that Lu Xiaoyao and Lu Qingyun would agree to participate in the Tiansheng Grand Tournament in the future.

After all, with the talents of the two of them, they would absolutely be able to win top rankings for the sacred lands to which they belonged.