Fantasy: My Nine-Life Fate With The Empress

"If you lose, but your talent is favored by the elders, you can all be accepted as disciples into the sect."

"That's all, don't take human life. However, if the sword has no eyes, if you accidentally end up crippled, our little sword sect has no right to take responsibility!"

"However, after the winner joins the sect, the cost of treatment can be reported to the sect."

"Finally! The first place winner in the competition will receive a top-grade Xuan-level Sword Intention Stone, and the top two or three will receive a mid-grade Xuan-level Sword Intention Stone!"

Standing in the middle of a dozen large columns, an upright middle-aged man used his spiritual power to talk about the competition rules and prizes.

The moment the crowd below heard these words.

Thousands of people in the audience suddenly erupted into a sound that was deafening.

"The top-grade Xuanjie sword intention stone..."

Wang Feng himself was very excited and was thinking about whether to suppress his cultivation to the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

Wang Feng glanced at the little black shadow sect leader on the column. He turned out to be a monk who had entered the Yuan San Realm.

Break the Yuan Realm!

This is definitely a branch of the Sword Sect!

Wang Feng was shocked. When he first heard the name Xiao Jian Zong, he thought of Jian Zong.

This is a sect that has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, and is slightly stronger than the Ice Palace where Jiang Hanxi was at that time.

I originally thought that the Little Sword Sect was just named with the same two characters accidentally.

But now Wang Feng is sure that the Little Sword Sect is definitely a branch of the Sword Sect.

After all, whose small sect is so big and spectacular.

There are so many monks and they are so strong, even most of the outer disciples are at the upper seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm or above.

When he visited, he saw quite a few monks who were at the upper level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, although most of them were at the seventh or eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

The inner disciples didn't see it when they visited, but they see it now.

These ring judges are all monks in the spirit realm.

Even the prize for the competition is a Xuan-level sword intention stone.

However, Wang Feng still wanted to get the Sword Intent Stone. Anyway, there was a system and they couldn't see through it.

As long as the aura keeps releasing the cultivation of the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, it will be fine if the people on the pillars cannot see through.

Done!

Just do it when you think about it, wait for a while and then go on stage. In the end, you just get the reward and don't join the Little Sword Sect.

Jian Zong's reputation is still very good, so if he doesn't want to join, they won't force him.

Maybe we can borrow their help to go to Zhongzhou.

And when he was cultivating in the eighth great emperor realm, he visited the Sword Sect.

Even among the people, Jian Zong's reputation is very high.

After all, these are all origin points. The more origin points there are, the more the system can recover.

Because...he wants to buy another life!

However, this life requires more than 10 million origin points, which is still incomplete resurrection.

In other words, you may become stupid or forget something.

Or they are disabled, or they are unable to practice, etc.

Normal resurrection requires 100 million, so that he can be fully resurrected, just like his previous eight lives, this is what the system said.

So now he would not buy anything unless he came across something he likes, but he still has to spend it.

These days, he also roughly knows the current terrain of Tiancang Continent.

It is divided into: Eastern Wasteland, Southern Territory, Western Desert, Northern Territory, and Zhongzhou.

But ten thousand years ago, it was not so complicated. Instead, it was named after the southeast, northwest, and central regions.

As for why he went to Zhongzhou, it was because he was afraid of dying again in his eighth life, and he did indeed die.

There was something buried in a place in the Central Territory or what should be called Zhongzhou now, ten thousand years ago.

Because if it is placed in the storage space, once he dies, all the things in the system's storage space will be converted into origin points to resurrect him.

Everything else is fine, but that thing is definitely not fine.

I just don’t know if that thing is still there, it’s of no use in increasing combat power.

This is also the reason why Wang Feng didn't take him to fight Jiang Hanxi, otherwise he would probably fall into Jiang Hanxi's hands.

That thing has been with him for two whole lives, and he got it from his seventh life.

It can be found in the eighth life, but after ten thousand years, this life will probably be harder to find than the previous ones.

[Ding, mission: find something buried thousands of years ago, reward: 100,000 origin points. 】

"Ah? System, are you having a seizure?"

Wang Feng was shocked after reading this task. He did not expect that the system would assign him such a task.

Is this here to bring him the origin point?

[Ding, as long as the host can be found, if you look at how many origin points the reward is, you should know how difficult it is to find it. 】

[Ding, but the host can spend 200,000 source points to locate it~]

"System, you are a bit mean."

The system's words also made Wang Feng's heart sink. Fortunately, it could be located.

He also found it in this way in his eighth life, but there was no mission in his eighth life.

Wang Feng is sure that this thing will not be damaged in ten thousand years. The main reason is that it is troublesome to find this thing.

...

"stop!!"

The middle-aged man stood on the stone pillar in the sky and shouted to the noisy crowd below.

The crowd soon silenced their voices, because those who did not silence their voices would be directly targeted by the spiritual power wave and turn pale.

"Now! The competition! Begin!!"

Rumble~!

Swish swish~!

One after another, spiritual power and movement techniques of different colors ran towards the ring.

Wang Feng took out the melon seeds from the storage space.

This was accidentally updated in the past few decades. Wang Feng bought dozens of packages on the spot.

Just wait and watch when it’s busy.

Isn't it right now? It comes in handy.

They stuffed two bags into Xiao Hao beside them, and they were not in a hurry. After all, one session only lasted about half an hour.

Let's wait until they, the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, finish fighting. Then it will be much easier to advance.

But obviously there are many people who have the same idea as them.

Just now, there were clearly so many figures running towards the ring.

The current arena is actually short of people. Each arena has one or two people at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

"Three are missing here!!"

A judge from the arena shouted.

"One is missing here!!"

What followed was the shouts of the ring judges one after another.

"The no-name competition is only for one day today. Those who are capable today but fail to make it to the ring can only wait for the next entry competition!"

An old man on another column spoke with spiritual power, which was unparalleled and put a layer of pressure on everyone.

In other words, after midnight today, even if you have the ability to stand at the end of the ring, those who do not enter the ring still have no chance to be selected.

Now there were many people running towards the ring just to be on the safe side.

Boom~! !

Another heavy bell rang, but this time it was the message that the competition was about to begin.

In an instant, a layer of light curtain emerged from hundreds of arenas, covering the entire arena to prevent attacks from flying out.

"start!"

The judge gave an order, and the stage suddenly burst into flames, and spiritual powers with different attributes flew around.

From time to time, someone would slam into the barrier, causing ripples in the barrier.

"Give way! Give way!"