Terran Guardian - Chapter 3718

Chapter 3695 The Biggest Winner

“What do you all think is the best order for this?”

A mysterious Daoist aura appeared, enveloping the five members of the Xuanji Immortal Sect. Then, Venerable Luo Tian asked.

Upon hearing this,

Venerable Qingyao and Venerable Jiuyue both frowned slightly.

The order was

a matter for discussion.

If arranged properly, the Xuanji Immortal Sect could potentially obtain the largest share.

Conversely ,

if the order was incorrect, the Xuanji Immortal Sect might not only fail to gain a larger share but could even lose its existing share.

Shen Changqing naturally offered no opinion.

This was a matter for the Xuanji Immortal Sect, and it was not his place to interfere.

Besides

, in Shen Changqing’s view, his presence in any order wouldn’t be a problem.

As for the Demon God Chang Geng, he remained silent.

He respected Shen Changqing above all else; if Shen Changqing didn’t speak, the Demon God Chang Geng naturally wouldn’t speak either.

Ultimately…

Venerable Luo Tian made his decision, looking at Shen Changqing and saying in a deep voice, “Fellow Daoist Shen, you’ll be in the third round. Although you’re only at the Immortal Emperor realm, with that supreme treasure as a deterrent, you might be able to make all the other forces wary.

Furthermore, if you win less than three times in the third round, Xuanji Immortal Sect will still consider it a share for you, how about that?”

This meant that

regardless of whether Shen Changqing won or lost, he was guaranteed a share.

This

was Venerable Luo Tian’s compensation.

Shen Changqing understood the hidden meaning in his words.

Normally,

the first to appear wouldn’t be the strongest, and the last to appear would likely be the same. The truly top-tier combatants would most likely be around second to fourth,

with

the third being the most probable .

Xuanji Immortal Sect’s decision to place him in the third round wasn’t to use him as cannon fodder, but rather to allow him to use the Soul-Destroying Sword to intimidate all sides and try to secure Xuanji Immortal Sect’s share.

In this way,

Xuanji Immortal Sect would have an extra top-tier combatant to compete for more shares.

Shen Changqing didn’t refuse this decision.

After all, according to Venerable Luo Tian, he was basically guaranteed to make a profit.

Since that was the case,

there was nothing more to consider.

However, whether this guess was accurate remained to be seen.

“Alright, since Fellow Daoist Shen is willing, then I will be the first, and also test their mettle!”

Venerable Luo Tian said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the mysterious Daoist aura dissipated.

Venerable Luo Tian flicked his finger, and a Daoist-formed immortal stele appeared, though it was hazy and its contents were difficult to discern.

Seeing this, the other forces did not hesitate.

Soon,

each force condensed a Daoist immortal stele, then exchanged glances and removed the Daoist aura covering their own steles.

The next moment

, numerous names appeared on the previously blurred immortal stele.

Upon seeing the names on the immortal stele, the half-saints of each force frowned, only Venerable Luo Tian’s expression faltered, then a faint smile appeared on his face.

Li Chenyuan glanced at Venerable Luo Tian, a meaningful expression on his face: “It seems the Xuanji Immortal Sect is going to take the lead in this battle!” Indeed

, Venerable Luo Tian was ranked first among the Xuanji Immortal Sect’s forces.

Looking at the other five forces, just as Venerable Luo Tian had predicted, the top-ranked cultivators weren’t the strongest in their respective factions, nor were they the weakest; their strength was roughly average.

At a glance, their cultivation levels were mostly between the fourth and sixth tribulation half-saints.

While such a level of cultivation wasn’t to be underestimated, it was relative.

Facing Venerable Luo Tian, an eighth tribulation half-saint, such cultivation was somewhat insufficient.   The Xuanji Immortal Sect understood

this , as did the other forces.   Because of this, the first-ranked half-saints all had grim faces.   Facing an eighth tribulation half-saint, they were destined to lose a round.   Therefore,   if they wanted to gain a share in the next round, they would have to win three consecutive battles.   But—   the other five half-saints exchanged glances, their eyes revealing a sense of gravity.   Four matches!   Three wins!   This was no easy feat.   On the other side.   Shen Changqing also saw his name in the third row, along with Li Chenyuan and Su Gu.   The remaining leaders of the three major sects—Lingxi Sword Sect, Wangqing Immortal Sect, and Lihuo Dao Sect—all ranked themselves second.   As for Chang Geng Demon God, he was ranked fifth.   However, when Shen Changqing looked at the fifth-ranked list, he couldn’t help but shake his head inwardly.   ”It seems Chang Geng is in for a tough time this time!”   The other five half-saints in the fifth ranking were all at least at the second tribulation level, with two even reaching the third tribulation.   Chang Geng Demon God might have a chance against the former, but he had absolutely no chance against the latter.   ”These are six spirit slips, which determine the order in which each force will appear. Please proceed first, our sect will be last!”   Venerable Luo Tian flipped his hand, and several jade slips appeared out of thin air.   Li Chenyuan didn’t waste any words, directly reaching out to grab a jade slip, on which was clearly marked with the number three.   Seeing this, his expression relaxed slightly.   Third.   This meant that in the same order, the cultivator from the Void Sword Sect was ranked third to appear.   While this position wasn’t ideal, it wasn’t too bad either.   But soon,   Su Gu also reached out and grabbed a jade slip, his face immediately darkening upon seeing the number one.   Immediately afterward,   the other three forces also made their moves.

Before long, the order of the attacks was clear.

The Poison King Holy Land was first, the Spirit Stream Sword Sect second, the Void Sword Sect third, the Blazing Fire Dao Sect fourth, the Forgetful Love Immortal Sect fifth, and the Xuanji Immortal Sect sixth.

Seeing this result, the Poison King Holy Land snorted coldly again, but didn’t accuse Venerable Luo Tian of cheating.

After all, it was under everyone’s watchful eyes; there was absolutely no possibility of cheating.

If someone could cheat without making a sound, it would mean their strength was superior to theirs, which was impossible.

Venerable Luo Tian chuckled, “Since the Poison King Holy Land is first, then please!” As soon as he

finished speaking

, an old man from the Poison King Holy Land, dressed in a black Daoist robe with a sinister face, stepped forward and instantly appeared in the sky, his gaze already fixed on the Spirit Stream Sword Sect’s camp.

“I, Lian Qianchou, humbly request guidance from fellow Daoists of the Lingxi Sword Sect!”

Upon hearing this, a middle-aged cultivator from the Lingxi Sword Sect’s ranks stepped out into the air. His expression was cold, and his gaze towards Lian Qianchou held even greater gravity.

“Please!”

Before the words even finished, the middle-aged cultivator launched his attack, unleashing a terrifying sword aura that transformed into a divine rainbow, hurtling towards Lian Qianchou.

Faced with such an offensive, Lian Qianchou dared not be careless and immediately countered.

…

The two sides went all out from the very first exchange.

Powerful fluctuations of energy raged across the sky, causing billions of miles of space to crumble and dissipate, dimming even the radiance of the sun and moon.

The cultivators from the six opposing forces consciously retreated, leaving the battlefield to the two.

The Xuanji Immortal Sect’s side…

Shen Changqing watched the battle in the void, his expression slightly grave: “Whether it’s Lian Qianchou or Jiang Hanfeng, both are at the Third Tribulation Half-Saint realm. It won’t be easy for them to determine a winner.

Besides… this is only the first battle; I’m afraid neither will use their full strength.

After all, there are still many opponents to face after this battle!”

Shen Changqing glanced almost imperceptibly at the remaining sects.

The rules of this competition were simple: cultivators from each faction fought according to the order of the jade slips. For example,

if the Poison King Holy Land was ranked first, then they would have to fight against the cultivators of the five sects in a series of battles.

After the Poison King Holy Land finished its round, it would be the turn of the second-ranked Lingxi Sword Sect to fight against the remaining four sects.

This cycle would continue.

Being ranked first was

naturally at a disadvantage, as the cultivators they faced were all at their peak.

In contrast

, those ranked lower had an advantage.

After all, the more battles they fought in the earlier rounds, the weaker their opponents would be when it was their turn later.

Perhaps this approach is somewhat unfair, but in reality, how many things in the world are truly fair?

Besides, these rankings are determined by drawing lots; one can only blame bad luck.

With this thought,

Shen Changqing stopped thinking about these things and continued watching the battle unfold.

The Lingxi Sword Sect is renowned for its swordsmanship, and along with the Void Sword Sect, it can be considered one of the two top sword sects in the Chaotic Void Sea.

As for the Poison King Holy Land, it is infamous for its poison-making and cultivation techniques.

The supernatural abilities of these cultivators are extremely unpredictable; sometimes, during a fight, the opponent is caught off guard and silently attacked.

But now, it seems Jiang Hanfeng is quite cautious, not giving Lian Qianchou any chance to poison him.

Several days later.

As Jiang Hanfeng pierced Lian Qianchou’s chest with a single sword strike, the latter’s expression changed, and he immediately admitted defeat.

“I concede!!”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hanfeng immediately stopped.

“You flatter me!”

He nodded slightly to Lian Qianchou, then returned to the Lingxi Sword Sect’s camp.

For Jiang Hanfeng, whether or not he killed Lian Qianchou was unimportant; winning one round was enough.

Moreover, if a powerhouse of Lian Qianchou’s caliber were truly driven to the brink, the opponent’s desperate counterattack would not be any better for him.

If he were injured, it would be detrimental to the subsequent battles.

At this time, since Lian Qianchou was willing to concede, Jiang Hanfeng was naturally willing to grant it.

“Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Jiang, on winning a round for our sect!”

The Lingxi Sword Sect Master’s face was full of smiles, extremely satisfied with the result of this battle.

In a battle involving an Eighth Tribulation Half-Saint like Venerable Luo Tian, the Lingxi Sword Sect’s ability to emerge victorious meant that the sect would at most lose three shares in this round.

And the premise of losing three shares was that, excluding the battle with Venerable Luo Tian, all three subsequent battles had to be lost.

If Jiang Hanfeng could win one more round, then the Lingxi Sword Sect would only need to lose one share.

If they win two more rounds, the Lingxi Sword Sect will gain a share.

If Jiang Hanfeng can win all three rounds, the Lingxi Sword Sect will undoubtedly be the biggest winner in the first round, second only to the Xuanji Immortal Sect.