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Chapter 155 The Grand Competition Begins
In an instant, a spatial force spread out, and the air in the private room seemed to distort slightly.
The bottom of the box was covered with soft nebula brocade, upon which lay a strange mineral containing tiny specks of starlight.
It was that precious fourth-order Void Essence.
"Young friend Xu, how is it?" Zhou Caisheng gestured for him to enter, his face filled with anticipation.
Chen Xu extended his divine sense and carefully scanned the Void Marrow. After confirming that it was perfectly intact, a look of satisfaction finally appeared on his face.
He gently pushed the four jade boxes in front of Zhou Caisheng: "Manager Zhou, please."
Zhou Caisheng quickly took the jade box and carefully opened it to examine it.
Upon seeing three vibrant thousand-year-old medicinal herbs and one equally excellent five-hundred-year-old medicinal herb, he nodded repeatedly:
"Good! Good stuff!" He quickly closed the jade box and put it back into his storage bag.
"The deal is done, young friend Xu, we're even now," Zhou Caisheng said with a beaming smile.
"If you ever need any rare goods or have any miraculous medicines to sell in the future, please think of me first!"
Chen Xu carefully put away the cold iron box containing the Void Essence, cupped his hands in greeting, and replied, "Of course. It's late, so I'll take my leave now."
He said no more and turned to leave the private room.
Zhou Caisheng watched Chen Xu's retreating figure disappear through the doorway, a strange light flashing in his eyes, and muttered to himself:
"Three thousand-year-old spiritual herbs plus one five-hundred-year-old one... Where did this kid get so many treasures?"
……
The stormy sea, with surging undercurrents and turbulent storms.
On the seabed, a palace constructed from enormous, dark blue crystals lies hidden in a secluded corner of this turbulent ocean.
Deep within the palace, a stern-faced man sat cross-legged atop a swirling cloud of mist.
He slowly raised his hand, and a faint blue light pierced through the palace's isolation barrier and fell into his palm.
"How could members of my Ning family have perished in this sea area?"
The man's voice echoed in the dim space, carrying a mixture of surprise and anticipation.
As the murky water around it receded, its body, covered in fine scales, was revealed.
He then closed his eyes, sensing the source of the blue light in his hand.
After a long while, he opened his eyes, his tone chilling:
"Meteor City..."
"Fellow Daoist Li Ming of Xuan Shui Palace..."
It seems he has been in seclusion to break through a bottleneck and has not shown his face for nearly three hundred years.
It seems it's time to call up a few old friends and test the waters.
……
Wutan City, Xiao Mansion.
The news of the two ladies' disappearances was like two huge stones thrown into a calm lake.
It didn't stir up ripples, but rather a raging storm.
The first wife, Ning Wenxin, and the second wife, Zhao Fengzhi, both had impressive backgrounds.
They all vanished silently in Fog Pool City, leaving no trace, neither alive nor dead.
Rumors and gossip had already spread like wildfire throughout the city.
Some even speculated that the real culprit behind it all was the third wife, Madam Wang.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the Xiao residence was extremely oppressive. The servants were silent as cicadas in winter, and they even walked on tiptoe.
Inside the council chamber, Xiao Zhenshan sat in the main seat, his brows furrowed.
He had just received another message from the Ning family, demanding that he find Ning Wenxin.
Otherwise, give the Ning family a satisfactory explanation.
"The Ning family...the Ning family!"
Frustrated, Xiao Zhenshan slammed his hand on the spirit wood tea table beside him, instantly turning it into dust with wood chips flying everywhere.
"That stupid woman, Ning Wenxin! She'd rather be the proper matriarch of the Xiao family than run that so-called 'Secret Pavilion'!"
He stood up and paced anxiously around the hall.
Both the Zhao and Ning families are now putting pressure on Xiao Zhenshan.
Especially the First Madam Ning Wenxin.
Not only are there many Core Formation cultivators in their clan, but it is also rumored that their ancestors included Nascent Soul cultivators.
However, the Nascent Soul ancestor of the Ning family acted arrogantly back then and offended several powerful demonic cultivators.
It is said that he was besieged by demonic forces in the Endless Sea and has long since disappeared, his fate unknown...
However, even though the Ning family lost its Nascent Soul ancestor, its foundation is still far beyond that of ordinary Core Formation forces.
Thinking of this, Xiao Zhenshan felt like his head was about to explode.
But then I realized that the disappearance of these two ladies had nothing to do with me.
Why should the Xiao family, and me, Xiao Zhenshan, bear this pressure?
Thinking of this, a flash of fierceness crossed Xiao Zhenshan's face, and he had already made up his mind.
So what if the Ning family is powerful? So what if the Zhao family exerts pressure?
Xiao Zhenshan is a dignified mid-stage Core Formation cultivator. Would those two families really go against the Xiao family for a Foundation Establishment woman?
The most important thing right now is the competition among the three companies.
How could we let the trivial matters of these two foolish women disturb the peace of the entire Xiao family and even affect our preparations for war?
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, took out the two communication jade talismans, and squeezed them down sharply.
Two crisp cracking sounds rang out almost simultaneously.
The two communication jade talismans instantly turned into dust.
Xiao Zhenshan stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze icy:
"If either of you dares to exert unreasonable pressure again... then don't blame me, Xiao Zhenshan, for showing no mercy!"
He glanced one last time at the empty hall, then turned and left.
……
Soon, the day of the grand competition among the three families of Wutan City arrived.
The atmosphere in the city was unprecedentedly enthusiastic, with cultivators from various families gathering in the martial arts arena.
Because his only employee went to participate in the competition, Chen Xu had to close the store again.
He even spent a thousand low-grade spirit stones to create a pay-to-win clone to cheer on Xiao Xun'er.
At this moment, Xiao Zhenshan, the head of the Xiao family, was talking with the heads of the Lie and Ba families.
He habitually scanned the crowd below the training ground with his divine sense and quickly spotted Xiao Xun'er.
"Mid-Foundation Establishment stage?" Xiao Zhenshan was somewhat surprised.
After giving Xiao Xun'er a bottle of Foundation Establishment Pills, he had been sending people to observe Xiao Xun'er's cultivation level.
However, the information relayed back by her subordinates indicated that she was stuck in the late stage of Qi Refining, which disappointed Xiao Zhenshan somewhat.
I never expected that Xun'er had been hiding her cultivation level all along...
At this moment, the young elites of the Xiao, Lie, and Ba families have all entered the arena and are standing in the three areas of the arena according to their families.
The majority of cultivators in the field were in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, accounting for about 70%.
About 20% are in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, while only six are in the late-Foundation Establishment stage.
Among them, Xiao Yan, the seeded player of the Xiao family, wore a red-patterned robe, was tall, and had a sinister arrogance on his face.
When his gaze fell on Xiao Xun'er, who had just stepped into the arena, a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.
"The last message my mother sent before she disappeared was to deal with Xiao Xun'er."
Now that her mother has disappeared without a trace, it must be related to this woman!
At that moment, a deep, resonant bell rang, silencing all the noise.
The elder's deep voice rang out:
"The Grand Competition among the Three Families of Fog Pool City is about to begin!"
The rules remain the same: in the first stage, those who avoid the top ten in the mixed battle, fall off the stage, or voluntarily concede are eliminated.
The ten cultivators who remained on the platform then participated in the second round of competition.
On the arena, life and death are left to fate.
However, if one side surrenders, the one who attacks again will be forcibly eliminated!
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