PFC Chapter 406: Danger
Chapter 406: Danger
Ji Wantang's strong return, and his cultivation level directly reaching the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation, spread throughout the entire Zuhuang plane on the first day of the selection.
The Hehuan Palace, which had originally had a somewhat unclear stance due to Ji Wantang's defeat in the Spirit World, now had to completely stand with Ji Wantang for the sake of its second disciple and Ji Wantang's terrifying talent.
The rules of the selection are very simple. All the participants will be sent to the Zuhuang Secret Realm. In the Zuhuang Secret Realm, the tokens of each contestant will be seized. The one who obtains the most tokens will win.
In this process, life or death is not important.
This is the stage with the highest number of casualties in the imperial election, and it is also the stage that determines the ranking of forces participating in the imperial election.
The selection period is only seven days, and there are tens of thousands of monks participating in the selection.
These tens of thousands of cultivators were selected from the Zuhuang Plane after two levels of selection, the lower selection and the middle selection. They are all seed-level players from the major forces in the Zuhuang Plane.
Now they are put into this big killing field and compete with each other.
There is never a shortage of geniuses in the Zuhuang plane, not to mention that dead geniuses never count.
After Lin Zhao learned about the selection rules, he couldn't help but think of the game when he left the Lin family and joined Nanhai College.
It’s also a points system.
However, compared with the Imperial Selection, the entrance examination of Nanhai College now looks like a child's game.
After all, in the assessment in the South China Sea, the disciples who really have some talent are kept an eye on by the teachers, so as not to let too many potential disciples die in one entrance examination.
However, the final ranking of the Imperial Selection will determine the future distribution of resources in the sect. There is no so-called teacher who cares about your life here, no so-called alliance to enter the academy and establish friendly relationships. Here, there are only intrigues from various forces and life-and-death competitions among various geniuses.
You can say there are temporary allies here, but there are definitely no real friends.
There were also cases in which the top five geniuses in the imperial selection list were killed by dozens of disciples in the top 100.
Here, anything can happen.
When Lin Zhao appeared among the shortlisted candidates, people around her couldn't help but look at her.
The vision of the people from Lingtian Pavilion and Shenghuang Palace was fine, and they all greeted Lin Zhao in a friendly manner.
The Hehuan Palace, Diyin Gate and Guangming Hall are more intriguing.
Hehuan Palace has always been the most face-saving. This time, Hehuan Palace itself has fifty places for the upper selection, and the sect’s own disciples have made it from the lower selection to the upper selection, with nearly eighty people, which is already a strong team.
In this kind of election, the cohesion of disciples from the same sect will be stronger than ever before because of the sect's common interests.
The look that Li Changhao, the young master of Hehuan Palace, gave Lin Zhao did not seem very friendly, let alone the other disciples.
However, there was a fox-eared girl next to Li Changhao who was dressed seductively and had a charming temperament. She flirted with Lin Zhao, but received a roll of the eyes from her own young master.
The fox-eared girl scratched her ears, seemingly unfazed by the young master's contempt, and nodded to Lin Zhao with a smile.
There were no people from the Diyin Sect who were selected from the lower ranks, but the fixed fifty places were more than enough. Xu Lewei, the young master of the Diyin Sect, cast a cold and indifferent gaze on Lin Zhao.
As a genius of the same sex who is equally talented and beautiful, Xu Lewei still has the competitive mentality that she had towards Ji Wantang in the past, and she still has it towards Lin Zhao.
But no matter how she compared, Xu Lewei had to admit that she could not compare to these two in appearance and temperament.
If we have to talk about appearance, Xu Lewei believes that she is not much worse than Lin Zhao and Ji Wantang.
But the charm of these two people can no longer be described by their appearance. Their charm lies in their absolute strength.
As for Guangming Hall, Ji Wantang was not there. The leader was a young man who had reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage. When he saw Lin Zhao, there was inevitably a flash of surprise in his eyes, but it was followed by a surge of murderous intent.
Faced with their murderous intent, the disciples of Lingtian Pavilion behind Yang Jingjing did not tolerate it. The two giant-level forces were already on the verge of a fight before they even entered the Zuhuang Secret Realm.
Lin Zhao coughed and said, "If there is any grudge, let's talk about it inside."
After saying this, facing the serious provocation from the young man headed by Guangming Hall, Lin Zhao couldn't help but laugh: "Besides, there is nothing here that is enough to provoke me."
She said this without making any sound. Everyone around heard it. The young man who was the leader of Guangming Hall had veins popping out on his forehead and said, "I hope that in the Zuhuang Secret Realm, the young master of a small first-class force like you can be so tough."
Lin Zhao glanced at him and ignored him.
But almost everyone could sense from the meaning in her eyes that Lin Zhao remained silent because she simply didn't want to talk to him, not because she was afraid.
How could this young man, who had always been very concerned about his reputation, tolerate this? After waiting for the five true immortals from the five giant-level forces of the Ancestral Phoenix plane to open the entrance to the Ancestral Phoenix Secret Realm, he and his men followed Lin Zhao and the people from the Phoenix Medicine Sect closely.
Seeing this, Yang Jingjing looked at Lin Zhao with some concern.
When entering the secret realm, the cultivators are randomly placed according to the aura of the tokens carried by the major sects. In other words, cultivators from the same sect will be placed in the same place.
Although Lin Zhao was not afraid of the people from Guangming Hall, the disciples of Phoenix Medicine Sect were more than one level lower than those of Guangming Hall.
"Do you want to exchange tokens with me?" Yang Jingjing sent a message to Lin Zhao.
Lin Zhao shook the token in his hand and laughed, "No need. If Ji Wantang doesn't show up, even if a hundred of them come, they will still lose."
At this point, Yang Jingjing and Lin Zhaoxin both got worried.
Ji Wantang had clearly appeared in the sky above Prince Ding's Mansion yesterday in the form of a gun. How come he disappeared today?
"Are you planning to give me a big one in secret?" Lin Zhao thought about it and could only come up with this explanation.
But the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon in the sea of consciousness suddenly trembled.
"Senior, what's wrong?"
"I feel an ominous, yet familiar aura reappearing."
Grandma Honghu said: "I don't feel any evil thoughts from another world."
“It’s not an evil thought from another world, but…” The remnant soul of Zulong laughed bitterly: “I can’t remember what it is for the time being. My memory inheritance only tells me that this breath is very dangerous.”
After hearing this, Lin Zhao became even more nervous. He threw a talisman to each of Yang Jingjing, Chiyuan, and the young master of the Holy Phoenix Palace: "Location talisman. If you have any problems, burn the talisman and I will come to find you. Don't go alone if you encounter strange things."
Lin Zhao would never dare to take lightly anything that could be described as dangerous by the remaining soul of Zulong.
Yang Jingjing took the talisman and nodded. Chi Yuan's eyes fell on Lin Zhao with complicated eyes, and finally nodded. The young master of the Holy Phoenix Palace also nodded indifferently.
With the power of the five true immortals, the entrance to the Zuhuang Secret Realm slowly appeared.
One of the immortals with long beard sneered with an ambiguous meaning when he saw Lin Zhao leading the people from Phoenix Medicine Sect in.
"Haha, I hope this little girl can be so confident after she goes in."
"Wuya, you can still laugh now, but I'm afraid your Guangming Hall's status will plummet after this election."
A kind-looking old man at the side mocked the Immortal Longbeard with a smile.
The man with the long beard is the Immortal Wuya of Guangming Hall, and the kind-hearted old man is naturally the Immortal Linghe of Lingtian Pavilion who has always been at odds with Guangming Hall. The burly young man next to Linghe is the Immortal Huofeng of Shenghuang Palace, the beautiful woman next to Wuya is the Immortal Tianyin of Hehuan Palace, and the eagle-faced old man among the four of them is the Immortal Qianxuan of Diyin Sect.
Wu Ya seemed not to hear the ridicule of his old rival, but Tian Xuan smiled and said, "This is just the beginning, the outcome is still unknown. Brother Ling He is too optimistic about the daughter of the Ancient Phoenix."
Tianyin covered her lips and chuckled: "That girl is good, but she seems to be only in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation? Compared with the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation and the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation, there is a world of difference. Now is not the time when the cultivation levels were equal in the Spiritual World."
When Ling He heard the explanation here, he knew that he couldn't beat them with words, so he simply stopped talking.
Wu Ya over there saw that he was silent, and looked at the disciples entering the Zuhuang Secret Realm one by one. He raised the corners of his lips meaningfully, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.