Chapter 211
Seven-patterned Azure Mist Pill!
A high-grade Earth-tier item!
Han Li returned to the training room arranged by the Holy Academy and immediately poured the pill into a small green bottle. In just a breath’s time, he poured out dozens or even hundreds of the same pills!
“Little green bottle! Little green bottle, you really are my precious treasure!”
He had obtained this small green bottle in his youth; as long as he put in spiritual herbs, it could accelerate growth or multiply them.
With the help of the small green bottle, his cultivation rapidly improved, and he gained a reputation among loose cultivators, even forming an alliance with several loose cultivators far more experienced than him, aiming to unite and support each other.
But he didn’t care.
After joining the loose cultivator alliance, Han Li exploited the organization to amass wealth, seizing resources from the cultivators who joined the alliance, causing the alliance’s reputation to plummet, and few were willing to join.
Later, when they went to the Tianfu secret realm, he arrived a step late, but with his quick wit, he still managed to snatch a Moon Spirit Fruit right under the noses of the Longhu Sect.
Afterward, he received news that a great disaster was coming to the Great Xia, so he hurried to the neighboring Qinzhou to take refuge.
As it turned out, the Southern Region soon faced the chaos of ten nations and the turmoil of true demons, causing immense suffering.
Thanks to his keen intuition and bold judgment, he avoided crises multiple times and gained significant benefits.
Later, he even obtained the treasure-hunting mouse, a powerful tool!
With his foresight, he seized opportunities everywhere, rapidly increasing his cultivation, reaching the peak of the Divine Sea Realm in just a few years!
If it hadn’t been for the sudden emergence of Xiao Minghuang at the market outside the academy, he would have certainly managed to gather all opportunities before the trials began through clever maneuvering.
Because he lost those opportunities, even if he exhausted all his resources now, he would have no chance at the first place in the trials!
“Damn it!”
Han Li’s expression darkened; the second round of entrance trials was his greatest opportunity.
This round only considered personal strength, and when the strength was similar, it depended on who had more tricks and was more unexpected.
This was his biggest chance!
In the third round, he would surely be outmatched by those from the holy lands, who had hundreds or thousands of followers.
“Alas! Forget it; if I really can’t compete, I’ll have to plan for the long term!”
Right now, he had only one opportunity left: to break through to the Fetal Shadow Realm before the semifinals. That way, he could suppress other opponents with his realm and win first place!
But breaking through to the Fetal Shadow Realm was incredibly difficult; even Han Li needed time to accumulate. Otherwise, he wouldn’t dare to be certain he would have a chance to reach the Fetal Shadow Realm.
But if successful, he could aim for first place!
At that time, he would be able to receive the rewards from the Holy Academy!
Becoming a disciple of the strongest!
Whether it was Heaven-tier techniques, Heaven-tier treasures, or Heaven-tier elixirs, he could take whatever he wanted!
Just thinking about such treatment made Han Li’s lips curl into a grin.
“Keep it up! Work hard in your cultivation, and everything will come your way!”
…
At the same time.
The other trial participants were also making their final preparations.
Ye Ruoshui and Lin Wanqiu had stopped bickering, both of them now focusing on regulating their breathing to bring themselves to their peak condition.
Since the next round was the semifinals, they had three days to prepare.
The matchups were as follows:
Ye Ruoshui versus Han Li!
Lin Wanqiu versus Lin Tianyang!
Ru Lu versus Qi Wangshu!
Jian Chen versus Qi Mingdao!
As soon as the match list was displayed on the Sky-Mirror, the cultivators began to discuss.
“Ye Ruoshui, Lin Wanqiu, Ru Lu, Jian Chen, and Han Li—these five are the dark horses of this generation. The other three are disciples from the sacred land families. Has the legacy of our Hundred Saints Province really declined so much?”
“Not necessarily. Ye Ruoshui and Lin Wanqiu use similar techniques, and they’ve always been together, like sisters. Someone even saw them with Princess Xiao, who advanced directly, in the market outside the courtyard. So, the three of them must be from the Southern Realm.”
“Ru Lu’s roots likely trace back to the Great Bodhi Mountain in the Western Lands. Her Buddhist seals are too distinctive.”
“As for Jian Chen, there were earlier speculations that he was a disciple of the Thirteen Sword Saints. Now, it’s practically confirmed.”
“Counting it all, the only true rogue cultivator without any background or origins is Han Li.”
Someone spoke confidently, analyzing the situation.
“…But Princess Xiao, Ye Ruoshui, and Lin Wanqiu, though they’re from the Xia Kingdom in the Southern Realm, that’s just a small, barren country. How can they be counted among the sacred land families and imperial dynasties?”
“You! How ignorant!”
“Oh? Then I’d like to hear your esteemed opinion, fellow Daoist.”
“Hmph! Do you know that during the First Epoch, the Xia Kingdom in the Southern Realm was the most powerful, and the only imperial dynasty in the Eastern Pole? Within the Eastern Pole, aside from the Great Xia, no other forces existed!”
“What?!”
“That’s impossible! The Southern Realm is so small. How could it accommodate such a vast empire?”
Hearing this, everyone was shocked, their faces filled with disbelief.
“The Southern Realm is the edge of the Eastern Pole. How could a sacred land establish its lineage there?”
“How dare you shake my Dao heart!”
The man sneered.
“A bunch of ignorant fools. I can’t be bothered with you!”
“Hey! You can’t leave. Explain yourself!”
The cultivators blocked his path.
Seeing this, the man sighed helplessly.
“What more is there to say? Naturally, it’s because the Great Xia declined and couldn’t survive in the Hundred Saints Province, so they migrated to the Southern Realm! Can’t you use your brains and think about it?”
“Uh… We don’t need you to tell us that. Of course, we know. But how did the Great Xia decline? Explain that clearly.”
“On one hand, it was due to the Great Xia’s own issues. On the other hand, there were those with ulterior motives. It’s complicated, and it’s not something that can be explained in a sentence or two…”
Before he could finish.
A cold voice interrupted.
“Who are you saying had ulterior motives?!”
A dignified man in purple robes strode forward. He was tall and exuded an overwhelming aura. The cultivators retreated like a receding tide, keeping their distance, their faces filled with fear.
It was Qi Mingdao, the True Disciple of the Ziwei Sacred Land and a candidate for the position of Holy Son.
The Ziwei Holy Land has always been known for its domineering ways. Although he dared not act under the watch of the Sky Patrol Mirror, if he were to be targeted, he might find it difficult to establish a foothold in the Hundred Saints Province from then on.
The man sneered and said disdainfully, “Whoever jumps out, I’m talking about them. You know it in your heart, so why force me to say it out loud?”
“Insolence!”
Qi Mingdao’s face darkened, and the surrounding air instantly solidified, as if suffocating.
The man felt immense pressure, beads of sweat instantly covering his forehead, and his breathing became labored.
“If it weren’t for the Sky Patrol Mirror, you would already be dead. In the future, think carefully before you speak about what should and shouldn’t be said.”
Qi Mingdao spoke indifferently, his gaze sweeping over the crowd before he turned and left.
After this incident, no one dared to mention anything related to ancient Great Xia again, as if it had never happened.
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