Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1166: Zheng Dongxiong
Somewhere on the mountaintop.
The Big Black Dog looked around, seemingly observing the terrain of the Creation Taiyi Sect’s mountain, his eyes flickered with light as he muttered to himself, "I really don’t know how much longer this tournament is going to drag on..."
The Big Black Cat glanced at him, "What’s wrong, Dog? Are your hands itching again, wanting to go tomb raiding?"
"No, no, it’s just a habit of mine to look around... Cat Brother, I’ve already washed my hands and retired!"
The Big Black Dog hurriedly waved his hand.
"Then why are you so impatient? Dog, you better watch closely - wait for the young miss to display her divine prowess, smashing those seeded players into running for their lives, that’s going to be so entertaining!"
The Big Black Cat chuckled.
"With the young miss’s strength, taking first place is absolutely a sure thing!"
The Big Black Dog said with a cheeky grin.
"Exactly! The young miss is the senior sister of our Dragon God Sect, how could she not take first place?"
The Sky-boring Rat also chimed in, with its crafty look.
"You two are the real bootlickers!"
The Big Black Cat patted the two on the shoulders, burst out laughing heartily.
The place where the three of them were located was not far from the observation deck.
Followers brought by competitors like them had a special rest area.
However, the three of them found it a bit noisy there, so they moved outside of the rest area.
On the arena.
Rounds of matches were fervently underway.
People kept losing, of course, others kept winning.
It was truly the joy of some, the sorrow of others.
The death of Zhong Lishan in the first match truly shocked many cultivators watching from all around at that time.
However.
The later matches were extremely intense, and no one else died, people soon neglected Zhong Lishan’s death.
The first round of the top 32 matches ended by dusk.
The victors at this time, became the top 16.
As the matches drew to a close, an elder of the Creation Taiyi Sect came out, looked at everyone, and slowly said, "Competitors, today’s top 32 matches end here. Tomorrow morning, the top 16 matches will begin. I wish you good luck..."
"Alright..."
The cultivators on the observation deck responded in chorus, but no one left.
Some whispered, others pondered silently, most of them had excited looks, as if still immersed in the joy of watching the battles during the day.
There were also some who closed their eyes slightly, entering the state of cultivation.
It’s just one night after all.
For these cultivators, it easily passed.
In the resting area for competitors, almost no one moved.
According to the pre-established regulations of the tournament, they rested on-site and would not return to their former separate courts.
Su Wanyi closed her eyes and quickly entered a state of cultivation.
Others did the same.
Only a young man, his face showed a look of anxiety.
He was one of those who failed in the top 32 matches.
That meant he was no longer qualified to compete.
The sky gradually darkened.
Night fell over the entire peak.
Tens of thousands of miles away from this competition peak.
At the top of another peak, inside a majestic hall, shadows flickered, and lights blazed.
An elder with white hair, hands behind his back, paced slowly, back and forth, his face was terrifyingly dark.
Beside him, stood two elders in black.
These two black-clothed elders had respectful expressions, standing with their hands at their sides, silently motionless.
"Qing Mountain, that child, actually lost to Bai Tianyi, his luck is just too bad..."
The white-haired elder said angrily.
The two black-clothed elders beside him heard this and didn’t dare to breathe loudly, feeling a bit uneasy in their hearts.
The white-haired elder in front of them was the Deputy Sect Master of the Creation Taiyi Sect—Zheng Dongxiong.
He was a man with true power, high position, in charge of life and death.
The Qing Mountain he spoke of, was named Zheng Qingshan, his illegitimate son whose identity could not be exposed, but had been secretly nurtured by Zheng Dongxiong.
This Zheng Qingshan, although he had not joined the Creation Taiyi Sect, had now cultivated to the Heavenly Mandate Realm Tenth Level.
His cultivation base naturally wasn’t weak.
Compared to that Bai Tianyi, he was only slightly weaker.
Logically, with Zheng Qingshan’s current strength, he definitely could secure a top-three spot.
Yet his luck was really unfortunate, being eliminated in the first round, losing his qualification to compete.
As Zheng Dongxiong’s confidants, the two naturally knew some secrets.
Zheng Dongxiong kept pacing, his face getting darker and darker.
Suddenly, he decisively slammed a palm in the air, the hall rumbled loudly.
Zheng Dongxiong said in a deep voice, "Now, the only thing left is to target that loose cultivator Su Wanyi..."
"Master, shall we go look for Su Wanyi now!"
One of the black-clothed elders said.
"Invite her over, I have some things to say to her face-to-face."
Zheng Dongxiong said, contemplating.
"Yes!"
The two black-clothed elders nodded in agreement.
"Take my token, this way no one will stop you..."
Zheng Dongxiong thought for a moment, taking out a token.
This was his identity token.
Within the Creation Taiyi Sect, no one dared to disrespect this token.
Currently, the Sect Master of the Creation Taiyi Sect was still in seclusion,
So, in the sect at the moment, his authority was the greatest.
The two black-clothed elders took the token and left with solemnity.
Zheng Dongxiong, hands behind his back, stood in the hall, looking into the distance, his expression fluctuating.
What he was doing now, although somewhat exceeding his bounds, did not touch the bottom line of the Sect.
However.
Later on, he would need to give a proper explanation to the Sect Master.
The reason his illegitimate son hadn’t joined the Creation Taiyi Sect was naturally because he sent Zheng Qingshan to a Sky-Level Sect.
The potential for development in a Sky-Level Sect naturally surpassed a Super Sect.
Once Zheng Qing Mountain had broken through to the Life and Death Realm in the Creation Divine Spring, receiving great fortune, and returned to that Sky-Level Sect, his status would naturally elevate.
All these.
Zheng Dongxiong had originally arranged well.
However, he hadn’t expected...
According to the normal tournament process, Zheng Qingshan’s luck would be this poor, losing in the first match.
But fortunately.
He could use his power to turn all the terrible things in another direction.
...
The two black-clothed elders quietly landed on the peak of the competition, in the rest area.
"Su Wanyi, our Deputy Sect Master requests your presence..."
One of the black-clothed elders said, showing the token to Su Wanyi.
"Requests me?"
Su Wanyi was taken aback.
Then she seemed to realize something, but her expression did not change.
If it weren’t for that carriage hovering in mid-air, Su Wanyi would have already made a move on that old bastard.
"Alright, I’ll go with you now!"
Su Wanyi stood up, glanced at the token again, and followed the two black-clothed elders out.
"Miss!"
The Big Black Cat and the other two came over, stopping the two black-clothed elders.
"This?"
The cultivation of the two black-clothed elders was only at the Fourth Level of Life and Death Realm, seeing these big demons made them a little nervous.
After all, it’s the Demon Clan.
Demons that reached the Life and Death Realm naturally also had a significant background.
"These are my demonic pets..."
Su Wanyi explained.
One of the black-clothed elders thought for a moment, then said, "Alright, let’s go together!"
"Good!"
Su Wanyi nodded.
The four of them followed these two black-clothed elders to a nearby teleportation array and were transported thousands of miles away.
Inside the carriage.
Ye Yun, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes.
"A mere Creation Taiyi Sect really has no atmosphere at all. Such a grand tournament, yet they resort to such underhanded tricks..."
Ye Yun chuckled coldly.