《Diary of a reincarnate in a cultivation world》Chapter seven -The tournament
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Chapter seven – The tournament
The club I used to hit my cousin was made of a special wood, it’s specialty was that when something touches it you will feel a very irritating and itching sensation as a cultivator it can be removed using the circulating qi hence the reason for the club being five inches it would be very hard to remove it you would require to be in a cleansing herb bath made high quality materials for some time.
It has been four hours since I started the bath and itching only lessened mildly.
When I came here ten years ago I did not think that this would be my life. After reaching jade sword sect I was taken to figure out my talent. I had two heavenly spiritual root so I had above average talent.
Spiritual root is divided into, low quality which is the minimum, then mid quality, high quality, special, heavenly, elemental heavenly spiritual roots , and if they have more than one then double the speed in cultivation for each one in increase.
In lower realm, maybe the heavenly spiritual root is great but here, they are everywhere, only someone with elemental heavenly spiritual root would you be considered genius.
I learned that my father had a lightning heavenly spiritual root, and my mother had normal heavenly spiritual root but had a sword spiritual body which was very helpful to martial sword cultivation. Everyone in the Wu family had a sword body my grandfather, my uncle, my cousin, but I did not inherit it what a disappointment.
But I had two spiritual root and I have plans to acquire a spiritual fruit and obtain another spiritual root before I reach core formation.
After learning my talent my uncle took me to see my grandfather Wu Zixu, sword emperor he was one of the strongest immortal in the sect.
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The first time I saw him was a day I never forget, because of not his power or aura because he is the only one who could see the ghost other than me, he materialized the ghost out of nowhere. The ghost when it was alive was an immortal assassin raised and groomed by someone to be their weapon. According to my grandfather it should have been sent to kill my mother, but failed somehow and because I was part of her it came back to haunt me that’s why it killed the assassins and sprayed their blood all over me. But why it did not try to kill me, my grandfather also had no idea . Because of how dangerous he was it was decided to store the ghost in a artefact and refine it until it gains some form of clarity . The power requir to do that way above my pay grade so my grandfather took care of it.
He then gave me all of my mothers possession and resources my father left for me so I was rich . One of the possession was the peach blossom sword arts, it was created by my mother I was told to practice it as a main battle arts because this was a sword sect. The problem was it was people who are elegant, calm, man or woman . Calm and elegance could not be used to explain me so my uncle helped me to change it to he named it the wrath of peach blossom, it looks elegant on the outside but inside it was Savage, barbaric, it contained illusion and going camacrazy at the moment of attack.
After my bath I left my immortal cave and made my way to tournament Hall, it was a stadium of sorts , with many platform pillars at it’s centre . Yes I was here to take part in a tournament, there was a special realm opening, it contained a treasure called the golden lotus , that had the power to even resurrect mortals, or for cultivators it could heal their injuries, improve their cultivation base, and increase their talent by nurturing their spiritual roots. I could acquire that spiritual fruit that could form spiritual root with the help of my grandfather but how could something that can increase your cultivation on permanent basis would be that simple. The spiritual fruit require a huge amount of natural energy to form a spiritual root the more energy the better the spiritual root formed.
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The golden lotus realm contained the natural treasure that was the golden lotus, it was formed only once in hundred years. And I plan to use it to .
Only ten slots were available to our sects, the special realm was not under the jade sect but belonged to all sects of the huang realm*.
Only people with cultivation base in the core formation or under it could enter. I was in the late stage of foundation establishment, and I could feel that peak stage was right around the corner and the I will be able to enter core formation, but before I have to form my third spiritual root.
The tournament was fairly basic, all disciple in core formation or below within the age of thirty could fight one on one with the other for the spot. The tournament was being held for some time now only hundred participants remained.
As I reached the tournament hall I went to the area allotted the participants, there was already a crowd of participants so I joined them and waited for as a elder came and explained how will the competition will move on, the hundred participants will be divided into, ten groups and only one from each group with the most win will be selected.
I looked at the people that was in group, seven in foundation establishment don’t have to worry about them and three in core formation.
Of the core formation participants their was a woman named Bo Hua, seeing the name Tian had a frown on his face.
(Huang realm-name of this upper realm)
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