glow, one could clearly feel the immense energy it contained."I..."Feng Qianli looked at the sky, which had returned to normal, and then at the bead that flickered with lightning. Even if he was stupi...Ouyang Pingjiang conceded defeat, and at this moment the arena erupted in cheers like a tsunami. Countless people cheered for this young disciple from the small sect that emerged from Dilitian.

Now that the four-round competition has ended, thirteen people in total, including the winner and Ye Bufan who had a bye, have qualified.

Among them, the three major sects each had only one representative, with only Lingyun Jianzong emerging as the most dazzling dark horse, securing five spots.

Wuhua Daojun announced the results and then proceeded with the next round of drawing.

Thirteen glowing orbs flew into the air, captivating the attention of countless onlookers. Everyone was eager to see who would face off in the next round.

There are thirteen numbers in total. If someone catches all thirteen, they will be eliminated. The rest of the players will compete in pairs: twelve against each other, eleven against each other, and so on.

Okay, now let's begin.

Wuhua Daojun explained the rules in detail and then began drawing lots.

"You guys think that lucky son of a gun from Lingyun Sword Sect will ever catch a break"

"I doubt it, even if he's lucky he can't keep getting away with this forever..."

"Number 13, don't ever get drawn to Number 13. I just want to see how capable that kid is, and watch him get mercilessly beaten..."

The people around were buzzing with conversation, most of their attention focused on Ye Bufan, eager to see what number he drew.

In the eyes of countless people, this young man is mysterious and lucky. He hasn't made a move yet, and everyone wants to see his strength. Some even hope to see him make a fool of himself.

Not even a finger had to be moved, and they could enter the top thirteen. Such luck was bound to attract envy, especially from those disciples who had been eliminated.

Feeling the attention of the crowd, Ye Bufan smiled and reached out his hand to grab it. A ball of light fell into his palm.

The light faded, and eleven shone brightly in its place.

"Haha, he finally didn't catch Thirteen, he wasn't so lucky this time..."

Seeing this result, cheers erupted like thunderous applause.

Others scrambled to grab their own numbers, and in the end, this lucky number thirteen surprisingly ended up in Dongfang Dao Yuan's hands.

The onlookers expressed their pity, while many of the contestants secretly felt relieved. After all, no one wanted to face this legendary strongest contender.

After the exclamation, everyone's attention began to search for the number two again, after all, No. 2 was going to face Ye Bufan.

The Zhao family, the Four Directions Sword Sect, and the Han family harbored the deepest resentment, even beginning to gnash their teeth in anger.

Zhao Qinglian secretly made up his mind, if he was fighting against other families, he would definitely go and say hello, and he would have to give this guy a good lesson.

Even if his primordial spirit cannot be destroyed, his physical body must be utterly obliterated.

Although the final ruling was that Zhao Qingzhu and others died at the hands of powerful figures from the Demon Sect, they went to assassinate Ye Bufan after all, so this account must be settled with him.

Then, to everyone's surprise, number two ended up in Leng Qingqiu's hands.

A wave of murmurs filled the air, and many faces betrayed their disappointment.

No matter what others say, they are still fellow disciples. It's impossible to imagine a situation where one would completely dominate the other. At most, Ye Bufan would choose to withdraw voluntarily.

"This guy set a record too, didn't even move a finger and ended up withdrawing from the top 100 competition..."

"What a lucky guy, he didn't end up in anyone else's hands..."

"So disappointed, what a shame I didn't get to see him getting hanged and tortured..."

Many people shook their heads and sighed, in their eyes Ye Bufan was destined to be no match for Leng Qingqiu, and he would inevitably withdraw unilaterally.

But even so, this is already incredibly lucky. To have gotten this far by sheer chance is unprecedented.

A while later, everyone else had also drawn their own numbers, and another round of grouping was complete.

Thirteen people had a bye, and the rest were divided into six groups to battle.

Jin Meier against Jin Chongfeng of the Wuxing Sword Sect, Xuan Yuan Linglong against Qiao Yumian of the Hehe Sword Sect, and Situ Dianmo against Wei Wenshuo of the Wei family.

Ao Yue Xianzi against Xi Feng Lie, Qin Mu Yue against Chu Jia Chu Xiang Jun, and Ye Bu Fan against Leng Qing Qiu.

"Alright, let's go back."

The group was the subject of much discussion among those around them. Based on what they'd observed over the past few days, people debated and predicted the outcome.

Ye Bufan is now listless. At the beginning of the competition, the Xianjing reward for the top three attracted him greatly.

Back then, just thinking about three hundred million spirit crystals made my heart race. I couldn't wait any longer, wishing I could have them in my hands immediately.

After several games, things have changed drastically. It's a different world now. He had just spent tens of billions before, so three hundred million wouldn't even register in his mind anymore.

Besides, for the people around him, such a small amount of fairy crystals wouldn't have much effect.

Whether it's Xuan Yuan Linglong, Ye Tian, or himself, if they want to break through the current bottleneck, three hundred million wouldn't be enough, even thirty hundred million.

That's why he didn't have too many thoughts about the next game, win or lose didn't matter much to him.

In the end, it didn't really matter much. As long as we made it into the top 100, we could enter the Mythic Ancient Ruins.

Back inside the station, only Ling Jianfeng and his companions were exceptionally excited. Leng Qingqiu and the others remained composed, showing little reaction to today's victory.

Ye Bufan sat on the Taishi chair, holding his head in both hands, and began to think about what to do after entering the Yuangu Secret Realm.

Cultivating immortals is about seeking opportunities, but there's always the risk of falling. The greater the opportunity, the greater the danger.

The Primal Ancient Secret Realm everyone must enter, but also need to make adequate preparations. The top priority is still to improve strength, only with strength will there be everything.

Now, I, along with Xuanyuan Linglong and Jin Meier, have all reached the peak of Immortal Monarch. It seems we can still use our current strength for now.

Compared to other sects' powerhouses, he is not weak at all, and even surpasses them by a lot. He is even on par with Dongfang Dao Yuan.

Now the problem is Leng Qingqiu and Situ Dianmo are still a little weak, we need to hurry up and improve their strength.

Si Tu Dian Mo still had a Blood Lotus Pill in her hand, and she used the dual cultivation technique to help her stabilize her realm. Before entering the Yuangu Secret Realm, she should be able to reach the peak of Immortal Monarch.

In contrast, Leng Qingqiu has a harder path ahead. Now that she has broken through the second seal of the First Sword Immortal and opened up space for advancement, she still needs to improve step by step.

Xianjing's progress was too slow for her, at least before she entered the Yuangu Secret Realm, there was no way to break through again.

The best way right now is still pills. If we could refine a Tier 10 pill like the Sovereign Pill, it should be able to rapidly boost her strength.

But now the problem is, the higher the level of the pill, the more Immortal Spirit Grass it requires, and the level also rises accordingly.

He has indeed collected quite a lot recently, but he still can't gather the forty-nine kinds of fairy herbs needed for Junlin Dan. Moreover, he is missing two of the most important main ingredients.

What can I do It seems like I'll have to go back to the Zexing Tower and see if they can gather the Xianling Grass. If so, that would be best.

Having made up his mind, Ye Bufan was just about to get up and leave when a burst of hearty laughter came from outside the courtyard.

"Is Ye Yixian here"s or anything else.Ye Bufan couldn't help but shake his head slightly. It was a pity, otherwise, these three people would definitely have a lot of good things on them.while Mu Xiaoyun beside him was s...