First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1542 - The Seven Stars Immortal Assembly

The seventh day of the seventh lunar month.

The curtains were soon to open on the Seven Stars Immortal Assembly, the event the entire Jing Province was paying attention to.

The participants gathered in Sky Tripod Immortal City’s Sky Tripod Ritual Grounds. The participants were from the Fallen Cloud Immortal Sect, the Profound Transformation Daoist Sect, Song of Heaven Divine Mountain, the Northern Frost Sword Sect, the Violet Heavens Divine Palace, the Chaos Origin Daoist Sect, and the Jade Firmament Immortal Sect.

The Northern Frost Sword Sect was the host of this event.

It was early in the morning. Dawn had only just arrived, but the spectator stands were already a sea of people!

There were prominent members of all seven of the Jing Province’s top sects in attendance.

In addition to the seven sects’ elite young World Kings, there were a few other prominent World Kings famous within the province. There were almost three hundred participants in total!

When the curtains rose, these young World Kings would duke it out on the stage at the center of the Sky Tripod Ritual Grounds. After several rounds of duels, they’d select the top ten!

As time passed, more and more young elites gathered in the Sky Tripod Ritual Grounds. Some had an extraordinary martial bearing. Others were cold and aloof, while still others were unrivaled beauties.

“That’s one of the top ten young elites of the Jing Province, Xie Yunfeng! He’s from the Song of Heaven Divine Mountain, and they say he has enough talent to become an immortal!”

“That young man in white, the one who looks as ethereal as immortal... Is he perhaps Zhou Budu, the most dazzling genius of the Profound Transformation Daoist Sect’s younger generation?”

“Zheng Tiantu of the Chaos Origin Daoist Sect is here too! They say he’s among the most wondrous geniuses of the entire province!”

Xie Yunfeng carried a saber on his back, and he walked with the pride and vigor of a dragon or tiger. His gaze was full of contempt.

Zhou Budu had an elegant, ethereal bearing, as if he’d risen above it all. His clothes were whiter than snow.

Zheng Tiantu’s long hair looked as if it were on fire, and his eyes blazed with torches. He was strikingly majestic!

As these dazzling figures appeared, they provoked uproar and discussion throughout the crowd.

“Xie Yunfeng is a saber cultivator, a true fanatic from Song of Heaven Divine Mountain. Zhou Budu is the greatest World King of the current Profound Transformation Daoist Sect, a rare talent for cultivation. As for Zheng Tiantu? He has an all but indestructible physique, and he cultivates at Chaos Origin Immortal Mountain. Even I would have little chance against him,” murmured A’Ning, introducing the prominent participants to her sister one by one.

“Big Sister, I have faith that you’re the strongest! You can definitely beat them and take first place in the Seven Stars Immortal Assembly!” chirped A’Li. She’d already regained her voice, and her expression contained a hint of newfound brightness.

“First place?” A’Ning shook her head and sighed. “So long as that person is here, no one else can hope to take first place.”

Everyone knew who A’Ning was referring to.

Wen Yuanming!

He was the chief disciple of the Falling Cloud Immortal Sect’s younger generation, the greatest of the top ten young elites of the Jing Province, a rare chosen son of heaven!

Every other World King in the province paled by comparison!

Ever since he’d entered the world of cultivation, Wen Yuanming had been invincible. They say no one had ever even managed to force him to use his true power. He single-handedly dominated the World King Realm. Nothing could stand in his way!

“Big Sister, you aren’t necessarily weaker than him!” A’Li said stubbornly.

“A’lI, you’ve never seen Wen Yuanming fight. You have no idea how terrifying of an existence he is.” A grimace rose to A’Ning’s lips. “I’m one of the top ten young elites too, but if I run into him, I’m sure to lose.”

A hint of deep-seated dread appeared in her gaze, as well as... admiration.

Those around her were impressed. Even A’Li was stunned.

Her older sister had always been proud, yet now, she was openly admitting she’d be no match for Wen Yuanming. Just what kind of unrivaled genius was he?

Only Su Yi languished off to the side, gazing into the sky. It looked like he was daydreaming.

What ‘chosen son of heaven?’ What ‘unrivaled genius?” In the end, he was just another World King of the Jing Province. By the standards of the Immortal Realm as a whole, he was nothing at all.

More importantly, even before arriving in the Immortal Realm, Su Yi had long since ceased to view experts beneath the Immortal Dao as threats.

This wasn’t brazen arrogance. He’d just slain Void Realm True Immortals and divine emissaries before. None of these prominent young geniuses were worthy of his attention.

“Big Brother Su, with your talent and strength, it’s truly a shame that you aren’t participating,” A’Li suddenly whispered.

Numerous others scrunched up their lips. Su Yi is just a hanger-on. If A’Ning hadn’t brought him here, he’d never have even made it into the Sky Tripod Ritual Grounds!

Ma Xingkong and the other Jade Firmament Immortal Sect higher-ups found it funny too. This little girl is truly ignorant!

They couldn’t be bothered to pay her any heed.

Only Chang Lexing’s expression was strange. This is a mysterious existence even immortals must avert their gazes before. How could he possibly deign to participate in an assembly like this?

Indeed, how could Su Yi concern himself with what these people thought of him? He laughed and said warmly, “When you see him, tell me which one is Sun Yunqi.”

A’Li was stunned, but before she could say anything, A’Ning frowned and interjected, “Su Yi, don’t cause trouble! If you create a disaster, I won’t be able to save you.”

Two days prior, Su Yi said he’d help the sisters vent their displeasure. At the time, A’Ning took it for mere words of comfort. Who’d have thought Su Yi was dead serious?

A’Li hurriedly tried to dissuade Su Yi too for fear he’d let his emotions get the best of him.

But then, Ma Xingkong said coldly, “Young man, have a look around you. If you cause trouble here, there’s no way the Jade Firmament Immortal Sect will protect you!”

The crowd was instantly solemn.

But Su Yi wasn’t at all concerned. It was as if he hadn’t heard a thing.

Suddenly, startled cries rang out from all over the arena, like a tidal wave or avalanche. The sound reverberated throughout the dome of heaven.

Wen Yuanming had come!

Countless people looked over. Even the higher-ups paused their conversations.

The crowd watched as a young man in purple robes walked over from afar, his hands behind his back. His long hair hung loose, with only a golden crown to hold it in place. His gaze seemed as grand as the heavens themselves, and he was imposing even while calm.

It was like the arrival of a monarch. Every inch of him emanated a contemptuous, forceful presence so vast that it seemed to connect heaven and earth.

Wen Yuanming!

He was an invincible existence among the province’s World Kings. As soon as he arrived, he became the center of attention.

“He... looks really strong... don’t you think, Big Brother Su?” murmured A’Li.

Although she’d yet to truly step onto the path of cultivation, when she gazed at Wen Yuanming from a far, she could sense his invincible momentum!

It was starkly different from the other prominent young elites.

Su Yi just sat there as if all of this were perfectly normal. He said distractedly, “When you step into the World King Realm, you’ll be far better than him.”

A’Li was stunned.

The others couldn’t help but find this funny, and they couldn’t even be bothered to argue. They just took his words for ignorance.

Before long, an immortal of the Northern Frost Sword Sect stepped forth to announce the rules of the competition. A bell rang throughout the ritual grounds, signaling the start of the event the crowd was waiting for. The Seven Stars Immortal Assembly had officially begun.

As one prominent young elite after another took the stage to compete, the atmosphere grew livelier and livelier.

To the crowd, the Seven Stars Immortal Assembly was indeed a gathering of stars, dazzling to behold. Every participant seemed utterly dazzling.

As the battles raged on stage, countless exclamations, cheers, and shouts arose from the spectator stands. Even the sky seemed to boil with the crowd’s collective excitement.

The gathered higher-ups were all focused on the battles. From time to time, they commented on the combatants.

Even A’Li felt dazed just watching, and her little face filled with longing. This is the power of a cultivator! They can incinerate mountains, boil seas, and fly through the air, high above the masses!

Su Yi watched seriously too... for a moment.

In the end, he decided not to bore himself. He retracted his gaze and slowly shut his eyes.

At his level, and with his horizons, a competition on this level was dull and insipid, without the slightest draw.

Instead, he started to ponder his own cultivation. Qing Wei had delivered him the immortal medicinal materials he needed. He’d already taken three stalks, and the results were obvious. He’d already refined about forty percent of the wisps of Immortal King power permeating his body.

This let his depleted cultivation base finally recover a portion of its power. He was now at about ten percent of his peak strength!

It was just ten percent, but don’t be fooled. With his unimaginably solid foundations in the Grand Dao, ten percent was enough to accomplish an awful lot.

At this rate, I’ll have fully recovered from my wounds within a week. My cultivation base will be able to fully recover then too!

A hint of eagerness shone in the depths of Su Yi’s gaze.

It was only after losing his strength that he understood on a visceral level what it meant to “fall into the abyss.” It was true what they said; on level ground, even a tiger would find itself bullied by dogs.

Suddenly, A’Li’s startled cry echoed through Su Yi’s ears.

Su Yi suddenly opened his eyes and saw A’lI staring intently at the stage, her little face pale with nerves and concern. Even her hands were tightly clenched.

The other members of the Jade Firmament Immortal Sect had unsightly looks on their faces too.

When Su Yi looked over, he saw A’Ning locked in combat with Wen Yuanming!

But her situation looked dire. Her rainbow raiment was stained with blood, and her wounds were severe. Her long hair was disheveled, and it was obvious that she wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.

As for Wen Yuanming? He fought with unstoppable momentum, as contemptuous as a god. This was a one-sided pummeling!

The sound of onlookers exclaiming over Wen Yuanming was like the continuous, low rumble of thunder.

As were those sighing with pity over A’Ning’s suffering.

The results were entirely expected. A’Ning lost, and badly at that!

Wen Yuanming sent her flying from the stage with a slap. She slammed into the ground, her entire body covered in blood. Throughout her body, countless bones snapped.

“Big Sister——!” A’Li’s heart ached to the point that she could no longer hold back tears.

Deathly silence descended upon the venue. Everyone was astonished.

When the crowd looked at Wen Yuanming, their gazes were full of awe, astonishment, and admiration.

A’Ning’s wretched state only served to highlight Wen Yuanming’s strength!

Wen Yuanming put his hands behind his back and said with cold indifference, “I told you to admit defeat before the battle began, but you stubbornly refused to acknowledge your limits. How ridiculous is that?

“To tell the truth, someone like you has long since ceased to be a worthy opponent. You aren’t even worthy of a spot among the top ten elites of the Jing Province’s younger generation World Kings. From this day forth, your name is off the list!”

Uproar followed this declaration.

The Jade Firmament Immortal Sect higher-ups' expressions were incomparably overcast. This wasn’t just an expression of contempt for A’Ning. He was trampling all over her dignity without the slightest politeness!

A’Ning sat there on the ground, covered in blood, her whole body quivering and her face ashen.

Over in the spectator stands, A’Li glared, her little face ashen with fury.

Su Yi sat to his side, his brow furrowed.