Deity Hero: Me! Gaining Disciples Makes Me Stronger! Chapter 88
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The appearance of the Governor of the eastern royal city attracted a lot of attention.
Following that, he waved his large hand and created a virtual environment.
"Domain!"
At the moment, a series of gasps could be heard from below the stage.
"Doesn't that mean that the governor of the eastern royal city is an expert of the Sage Realm!"
"Hiss! This is the legendary realm!"
Many people were astounded.
The Sage realm was simply terrifying!
Many of them had rarely heard of the Sage realm, and they didn't expect to see one today.
"The Heaven Roll competition is divided into four rounds."
"In the first round, all disciples will enter the territory set by the city lord. Each of them will have a token with a bit of spirit source within it. The time limit is three days. After the period, those who have a lot of spirit source will be able to advance. Other than the token, there are also demonic beasts. They also have a lot of spirit source in their bodies."
After the city Lord finished speaking, he waved his hand and brought all the disciples into his domain.
Hundreds of thousands of cultivators were all admitted into the domain. Just this method alone was already very terrifying.
Not everyone in this domain was in one place. There were also many small worlds.
There were numbers written on them.
At the same time, a huge screen appeared in the domain world. On it were the names of all the participants present, as well as the numbers of the small worlds they were going to enter.
With a little token perception, one could know one's next small world.
"The 35th Small World is too good, this small world, no heaven's chosen one!"
"I am in 886 Small World. It's too bad..."
After the random assignment, there was an explosion of noise in the field.
While some people wailed, others were delighted.
Looking up, Xuan Yi also saw which small world he was in.
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"Number 936."
As for Bai Weiwei and the others' names, Xuan Yi also saw number 132. As Xuan Yi didn't know much about these prodigies, he didn't know if the group of his disciples was good or not.
He only hoped that they could enter the top ten of their small worlds as the system had just issued a side mission.
Disciples entering the top ten would be rewarded with a set of alchemy techniques.
Alchemy techniques were very rare existences. Even in the Middle East, there were very few alchemy techniques that were spread out. Only alchemy grandmasters might have some, but they were also very precious treasures that wouldn't be released for the world to learn.
"You Are Xuan Yi?"
At the entrance of the Small World, Xuan Yi was thinking about entering the space when a faint voice sounded.
Xuan Yi did not know who this person was, so he nodded lightly and asked, "Yes, what's the matter?"
"I am Situ Bei."
Situ Bei?.
Who was that?
Xuan Yi raised his head to take a look and realized that this situ bei seemed to be quite famous.
He was ranked 46th on the Heaven Roll, but Xuan Yi obviously didn't know him and didn't know why he was here.
"In the future, stay away from fairy Cai!"
Situ Bei said fiercely.
Fairy Cai?
Xuan Yi was even more confused
He didn't even know who this fairy Cai was.
Was there something wrong with this person?
Xuan Yi inquired, "I don't understand what you're saying."
Actually, it wasn't Xuan Yi's fault. It was just that Situ Bei only found out about this matter from time to time.
He was originally going to talk to fairy Cai, but coincidentally, he bumped into her chatting with the people from her sect. He accidentally revealed that he was very interested in this person called Xuan Yi.
Thus, Situ Bei, who adored fairy Cai, couldn't take it anymore and wanted to find trouble with Xuan Yi.
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Unfortunately, Xuan Yi did not know about this at all.
He was extremely disdainful of Situ Bei's threat.
If it were not for the fact that the entrance did not allow the battle, Xuan Yi would have sent him flying with a single palm strike. There was no need for him to waste his energy talking to that person.
"Stay away from fairy Cai! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"
Xuan Yi did not know who fairy Cai was at all, but he still said coldly, "Who do you think you are!"
"B*stard!" Situ bei cursed. Then ye realized that they could not fight here. Just the conversation between the two had attracted a lot of attention.
However, they could fight in the Small World. After all, they still wanted to snatch the source of spirit. Situ Bei suppressed the anger in his heart and suddenly smiled because he and Xuan Yi belonged to the same small world. "I'll wait for you inside."
Xuan Yi was even more unafraid. "Alright, I'll wait for you too."
The cultivators gradually approached the small world.
There were also some cultivators who stood at the entrance in despair. This was because there were too many experts on the heaven roll in this small world, and it would be very difficult for them to achieve anything if they were assigned to this small world.
"46th on the Heaven Roll, Situ Bei."
"30th on the Heaven Roll, Jian Dongyuan!"
"80th on the Heaven Roll, Deji!"
"72nd on the Heaven Roll, Goddess of Flowers!"
The group of cultivators wailed non-stop.
The more heaven's favorites they were in the Small World, the less likely they were to enter the next round.
Being assigned to this round, strength was very important, and luck was also very important.
Xuan Yi entered, and very quickly, he took in a large amount of the surrounding environment.
It was similar to a forest, but it wasn't just a forest. There were many regions, valleys, deserts, and in short, extremely harsh environments. This small world was formed from such environments.
Not long after entering, mystic one heard many shouts.
The locations of entering the bar world were randomly assigned. It didn't mean that everyone entered the same place.
"Fourth-level Demon Beast!"
"Fourth-level Demon Beast, heaven-dominating boa!"
"Run!"
"We just came in and already encountered such a powerful demon beast. Why are we still playing?"
Xuan Yi casually stopped the two and asked, "What are you running for?"
"There's a fourth-level Demon Beast!"
After the two casually said that, they ran in the opposite direction.
"Fourth-level?"
There were some differences between the power levels of demonic beasts and human cultivators. Level four was similar to the law-enforcing realm, and some level four demonic beasts were even stronger than the law-enforcing realm.
This was also the reason why they fled. Many cultivators had only reached the Abhijna realm, and there were even many aurous core stage cultivators. Because there was no cultivation restriction in the heaven roll competition, other than foundation establishment stage cultivators, there were basically all kinds of cultivation levels.
However, after this round of selection, the remaining ones were all powerful cultivators.
"Fourth level..."
There should be a lot of spirit sources, right?
With this thought in mind, Xuan Yi ran in the opposite direction of the escaping people.
This scene shocked those who stood rooted to the ground and looked at Xuan Yi's back in disbelief.
"Is this kid crazy?"
"He can't be a fool, right?"
"I think he's crazy about obtaining the source of spirit!"
"He's courting death. Let's ignore him."
At this moment, a different voice sounded. "Why do I feel like he's an expert ranked on the Heaven Roll!"
"It seems like he really is Xuan Yi!"
"That's right, it's him!"
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