Chapter Sixty Arrives

  This night is destined to be a sleepless one.

  The entire Wanxia County's sect boundary, countless people were sleepless throughout this night.

  Bei Yue Sword Master's promotion to the realm of Sword Master is not unexpected, but what about Lu Dingdong's identity? Not only is he a strong swordsman himself, but also the highest ruler of Wanxia County. He personally invited Bei Yue, and even if something really happened, as long as it didn't affect the overall situation, Bei Yue Sword Master couldn't leave halfway either.

  To the point where Yunlai Sword Sect and Xuanling Sect, Taoyuan Gate had conflicts at night, but with the strong presence of Taiyin Pavilion, Leishen Temple, and Xianxia Sect here, Xuanling Sect still did not launch a large-scale attack.

  Perhaps in their view, as long as the Northern Yue Sword Master appears, the alliance of the Yunlei Sword Sect, Taiyin Pavilion, Leishen Temple, and Xianxia Sect will immediately collapse like a fragile sand sculpture.

  So, the second half of the night was actually very calm.

  Time finally flew by quickly in this torment and waiting.

  In the courtyard of Yunlai Jianzong, a hint of anxiety had already appeared on Qilingyun's face.

  The morning sunlight shone onto the stairs of the living room in the courtyard, but Qin Tianyi, who was in his quiet room, still didn't make any movement.

  One evening?

  One evening's time has passed.

  Not only was Ziling Yun anxious, but also Kong Mo, Wu Zhen Tian, and Wei Qing, who were all in the same courtyard of Yunlai Sword Sect, had not slept for a whole night.

  As the time for the sect's grand competition draws near, the expressions of the three people become increasingly uneasy.

  "Hasn't it arrived yet?"

  Wu Zhen Tian, who was slightly weaker in determination, could no longer hold back his words.

  As soon as he spoke up, Kong Mo and Wei Qing asked in unison: "Has Qin Tianji, the young master of the Shaolin sect, not yet brought over the war puppets of your sect?"

  "Wait, wait a minute."

  Qī Língyún tried his best to remain calm and composed.

  He can't say that their Qin Tianyi, the young master of the Shaolin sect, didn't rush back to Yunlai Sword Sect overnight to drive that swordmaster-level war puppet, but instead has been in seclusion in his quiet room for meditation.

  Wei Qing smiled wryly: "We can wait... but..."

  After he finished speaking, his gaze had already shifted towards outside the courtyard.

  Outside the courtyard, Zhang Baisheng, the military officer who had been ruthlessly trampled by Qin Tianyi earlier, walked over with a haughty expression and loudly shouted: "People of Yunlai Sword Sect, the sect's grand competition is about to begin! What are you still dawdling around here for? Do you want Master Hou to wait for you?"

  "Hmph! Since the time has come, we will go ourselves!"

  "Hurry up, or I'll report to the Marquis that Cloudy Sword Sect, Thunder God Temple, Tai Yin Pavilion and Xian Xia Sect are afraid of giving up their power and stripping them of their sect qualifications."

  "How dare you!"

  Qilingyun let out a loud roar and suddenly stepped out of the courtyard: "It seems that the lesson I taught you yesterday was not enough!"

  Zhang Baisheng's face changed slightly, he already knew that Qi Lingyun and Qin Tianyi were both strong swordsmen of the Great Sword level. Seeing Qi Lingyun walk out of the courtyard with an angry expression, he hastily retreated from the courtyard: "I'm just following orders, notifying you to go to the venue of the Sect's Grand Competition. The message has been delivered, I won't linger."

  Having said that, he hastily turned around and left.

  "Hmm!"

  Seeing Zhang Baisheng leave, Qi Lingyun coldly waved his sleeve.

  "Qī Lǎo Zhāng, actually that military officer was right, now it's indeed almost time for the sect's grand competition."

  "Right, whether we..."

  Kong Mo, Wu Zhen Tian and Wei Qing looked up at the sky, their faces filled with worry as they spoke.

  Qī Língyún glanced in the direction of the quiet room, pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "In that case, let's go to the martial arts arena first."

  "Then Qin Tianji, the young master of the Qin clan..."

  "We want..."

  Qiling Yun was about to speak when a sudden cry of surprise came from the backyard: "He's out, he's out, Young Master Shao is out!"

  "Are you here?"

  Qilingyun's face lit up with joy, and he hastily turned around, quickly heading towards the quiet room in the backyard.

  "What's out? What has come out?"

  Kong Mo, Wu Zhen Tian, and Wei Qing exchanged a glance, with an inexplicable bad premonition, and hastily followed Qi Lingyun.

  In the backyard, Qin Tianyi, who had just come out of the quiet room, still looked a bit weak. This was not physical weakness, but rather spiritual.

  With the help of the "Star Chart" spiritual cultivation method, combined with No. 2's full assistance, after spending a night's worth of time, he finally successfully merged the X-01 mech thoroughly, causing this biological mech to merge into his cells, skeleton, and blood, becoming one with his physical body.

  Due to the urgency of time, he had no time to experiment with the true power of the X-01 type biological mech suit and rushed out of the static room.

  "Tianji, how is it?"

  Qiling Yun hastily asked in the front yard.

  Qin Tianyi felt the green biological armor dormant within his body, with a spiritual degree of 1.9, in normal mode No. 2 startup, perhaps only able to maintain one minute of combat power...

  But...

  "As long as Bei Yue is not ridiculously overpowered, he might still have a chance in this battle."

  At this time, Wu Zhen Tian, Wei Qing and Kong Mo had already chased into the courtyard, seeing Qin Tian Yi, each of their faces slightly changed.

  "Qin Tianji, Young Master of the Qin Clan, didn't you go to your Yunlai Sword Sect to pilot that swordmaster-level war puppet?"

  "Headed to Yunlai Jianzong to pilot that Swordmaster-level war puppet?"

  Qin Tianyi shook his head: "Of course not, our Yunlai Sword Sect's war puppet has already... because it didn't have any energy..."

  "Cough...cough..."

  Zi Lingyun hastily coughed and looked up, wanting to stop Qin Tianyi from continuing, but it was already too late.

  "I'm not going!"

  "Zi Lingyun, you actually deceived us!"

  "What reason is this!"

  In an instant, Kong Mo, Wu Zhen Tian, and Wei Qing were all burning with anger, their eyes fixed on Qi Ling Yun, with a hint of murderous intent.

  Qin Tianji didn't go to Yunlai Sword Sect to drive that war puppet, doesn't that mean they have no hope of resisting the North Yue Sword Master? In this case, the several major sects are equivalent to facing the wrath of the North Yue Sword Master head-on.

  "How despicable!"

  Several people in the crowd cursed, and their minds involuntarily associated with Dong Ping's promise last night...

  If it's possible to offer the heads of all members of Yunlai Sword Sect to Xuanling Sect as a sign of their remorse...

  "Hmm!?"

  Qin Tianji's spiritual sense had reached a level close to that of a great master, with a sensitivity of 1.9. In an instant, he sensed the murderous intent hidden within the three men, and then his figure flashed, appearing in front of them, his gaze fixed on them with ill intentions.

  "Gentlemen!"

  Zi Lingyun also quickly reacted, he didn't know what kind of cultivation Qin Tianyi had now, and couldn't help but add: "My words last night were not entirely false, this one night, our Young Master Qin Tianyi has been cultivating a mysterious secret technique, and now it's already successful. Even against the Northern Yue Swordmaster, he still has the power to fight."

  "Cultivating secret techniques?"

  "Is it still impossible for a swordsman from Beihai to have a battle with him?"

  "How can this be possible? How can there be such a secret technique in this world?"

  Qin Tianji had already understood that the Ta Yin Pavilion, Lei Shen Temple, Xian Xia Sect, and Tao Yuan Gate were all only concerned with their own interests, their own sect's inheritance and development, and didn't have any emotional ties to speak of. Otherwise, when they learned yesterday that Yun Lei Sword Sect's sword master-level war puppet couldn't be activated, their attitude wouldn't have immediately turned cold.

  "So, there's no need to explain: can we or can't we surpass the Northern Peak Sword Master? You all know already, don't you? Alright, the time for the Sect's Grand Competition is almost here, let's head to the competition venue immediately."

  Zi Lingyun nodded and said a word to Qin Yuyan, telling him to gather his disciples and head there together.

  Kong Mo, Wei Qing and Wu Zhen Tian exchanged a glance, seeing Qin Tian Yi's confident tone, they also hesitated for a moment.

  They thought that they had already missed the best opportunity to join the Xuanling Sect, and even if they really killed the people of Yunlai Sword Sect, the people of Xuanling Sect might not let them off. So, with a gritted teeth, they took a path to darkness, putting all their hopes on Yunlai Sword Sect.

  If all else fails, I'll have all the elite disciples in the sect withdraw to Wanjia County and find a mountain range in another county city. Dongshan will rise again.

  With this in mind, the teams of the four major sects finally set off and headed towards the central arena of the martial arts field.

  "Tianji, this time your opponent is Beiyue Sword Master, a true sword master-level expert. How confident are you?"

  By Qin Tianyi's side, Qin Yuyan said in a low voice, after a moment, she hesitated for a moment, and added: "If it's really very dangerous, you quietly leave, I'll cover for you, as long as the person is still alive, everything has hope."

  "Hehe."

  Qin Tianyi looked at Qin Yuyan and could feel the genuine concern she had for him.

  "I remember Shui Rou's words from before, they made a lot of sense. She said that if all the people you care about in this world were gone, then no matter how much splendor there is between heaven and earth, what's the point of being alive?"

  "Shui Rou's sister?"

  Qin Yuyan was taken aback for a moment.

  How can that little girl come up with such philosophical words?

  "Jade face, don't worry, this battle may be extremely perilous, but for our Yunlai Sword Sect, it's not necessarily not an opportunity."

  Qin Tianyi said, raising his head and gazing at the stage in the center of the martial arts arena.

  The grand martial arts tournament is about to begin, and the venue is already packed with people from all over Wanjia County. Tens of thousands of warriors have bought tickets and gathered at the arena, creating a lively atmosphere.

  Every time the sect's grand comparison takes place, there will be several sects that lose face and lose their qualifications as a sect. In the following years, they will be in a dire situation, barely holding on. At the same time, some sects will rise to power, becoming famous throughout the Wanxia County, attracting countless young talents from all over, causing their influence to soar.

  Every five years, prosperity and decline alternate.

  Qin Tianyi had only been in this world for half a year, but he also understood what the sect's grand competition meant to him and to the entire Yunlai Sword Sect.

  It means that Yunlai Jianzong, which has been in a poor situation recently, can rise again.

  It means Yunlai Jianzong can make those disciples who betrayed the sect in the past regret it.

  It means that Yunlai Jianzong can change its past difficulties and proudly raise its head.

  It means that the entire sect, from top to bottom, countless disciples have devoted five years of hard work, and finally reached the moment of verifying their achievements.

  Also means...

  A thread of apology that lingered in his heart and refused to dissipate...