The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 834 - 368: The Rise of Meow Meow, Xie Xinsu the Dragon King Returns!

Chapter 834: Chapter 368: The Rise of Meow Meow, Xie Xinsu the Dragon King Returns!

While Qi Yuan was exchanging words with the Hei Lu Martial Lord, nearly four hundred Peak Martial Kings gathered beneath the Tower of Heaven’s Apex.

These Peak Martial Kings, hailing from various strongholds, now stood together in silence, forming into distinct factions.

Since the Ancestral Blood Strife was of paramount importance, no one dared to speak loudly or act out of line.

On the surface, they seemed calm, but in reality, their hearts were extremely excited, their gazes varied, some filled with wild ambition.

At that moment, a serpent-like creature spoke, its voice mechanical, "The examiners have arrived, pay respect to the examiners!"

Following its voice, thirty-six robust beams of light descended from atop the tower.

Within each beam of light was the representation of a powerful Martial Lord.

These Martial Lords sat atop the tower, with only a wisp of their aura leaking out as a beam of light.

The nearly four hundred Peak Martial Kings quickly bowed their heads, offering respectful greetings.

"We pay respects to the examiners!"

They did not dare to look at these examiners, their heads bowed, with caution and trepidation.

Or rather, even if they had the boldness to look up, they could not see them, only glimpsing the aura that the Martial Lords revealed.

The beams of light appeared only for a moment before vanishing, much like deities high above the clouds.

The serpent-like creature spoke again, "Honor the primeval ancestor!"

All the officials immediately faced south, their expressions respectful as they solemnly offered their salutations.

After the salutations were completed.

The serpent-like creature announced, "The Ancestral Blood Strife begins!"

Suddenly, under the tower, an iron gate slowly opened.

The expressions of the Peak Martial Kings on the field became excited.

"In this Ancestral Blood Strife, I must make it into the top ten!"

"The top thirty will definitely bear my name!"

"I, too, will ascend to the throne and become the supreme Martial Lord!"

Some recalled the Martial Lords above the tower, longing in their hearts.

"Mu Yan, this time in the Ancestral Blood Strife, my ranking will surely surpass yours!" Just then, a man dressed in black blocked Mu Yan’s way, his eyes filled with dominance and self-confidence.

Seeing the newcomer, Mu Yan replied with an easy smile, "My goal has never been to surpass you."

Upon hearing this the man in a black robe’s gaze flickered, as if he had thought of something, "You and that Qi Yuan have something in common. Back then, in the Mountain and Sea Scrolls, he said the same thing to me.

At that time, he was superior, looking down on everyone else, taking away the task’s objective, and doing as he pleased.

But now, after entering the Origin Lands, without the Mark of Martial Lord, he can only hide away secretly, daring not to show his face."

You, since you’ve said something similar, it looks like you’re going to meet the same fate."

The man in the black robe knew Qi Yuan.

In the previous mission, he had encountered Qi Yuan.

He had long heard of Qi Yuan’s reputation.

When other Bloodline Bearers chose to wait and let Qi Yuan kill the demons and complete the mission, he was dissatisfied in his heart and wanted to challenge Qi Yuan.

He told Qi Yuan that he would complete the mission and that he too was a goal Qi Yuan could not surpass.

The outcome was disastrous; Qi Yuan uttered words similar to Mu Yan’s and then easily defeated the man in the black robe.

"Even if you had ancestral blood, you would not be fit to carry Qi Yuan’s shoes." Mu Yan scoffed.

In his heart, he actually felt pity for Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan was the most talented Martial Artist he had ever seen.

One could say that even the dozens of Martial Kings on board combined might not match up to Qi Yuan.

The only pity was his lack of ancestral blood.

"Don’t you understand that heritage is also a form of strength after all you’ve been through in the Mountain and Sea Scrolls?" the man in the black robe said arrogantly.

Having the Mark of Martial Lord meant that the primeval ancestor was still alive.

Hearing this, Mu Yan fell silent, not arguing further.

At that moment, atop the tower, objects resembling screens appeared.

The appearances and conversations of all the Peak Martial Kings below were displayed on them.

The Hei Lu Martial Lord’s face held a smile, "Do any of you fancy a young talent?"

A Martial Lord said, "Li Fan seems quite ordinary at first glance, and true to his name, but upon closer examination, he shows great potential and could be a Great Martial Lord. He’s quite impressive."

"I think Zhuge Yu is not bad, he seems very smart at first look.

On the path of Martial Arts, besides talent and bloodline, wisdom is also very important."

The Martial Lords casually evaluated.

To them, those juniors below had no secrets at all.

A mere glance was enough to see through everything.

Watching the discussion below, Hei Lu Martial Lord turned towards Qi Yuan, casually asking, "Brother Qi, who do you fancy?"

"If you’re talking about who I fancy, that one named Mu Yan isn’t bad," Qi Yuan casually said, "But don’t you start giving him special treatment just because I mentioned his name. I’m just mentioning it casually because I know him well."

He was a person who always abided by the rules and valued fairness.

So even if he mentioned Mu Yan out of personal regard, he would add a word of caution against favoritism.

Qi Yuan felt that he was indeed a meticulous and perfect person.

"Oh? Is it him? He really is distinguished and possesses an extraordinary bearing," Hei Lu Martial Lord praised Mu Yan after glancing at him.

The Martial Lords below also glanced at Mu Yan.

Amongst them, a burly Martial Lord’s eyes showed a flicker of doubt.

Mu Yan was his bloodline descendant; how did this Lord Qi Yuan know him?

And to be acquainted, no less?

Hmm?

Suddenly, he recalled this bloodline descendant’s request, and his mind was struck by a bolt of lightning.

"No, no, in the Mountain and Sea Scrolls, without ancestral blood, it’s impossible to break through to become a Martial Lord.

Moreover, we Martial Lords cannot leave the Origin Lands.

It must be a coincidence of names.

Or perhaps, that Qi Yuan has some connection with this lord."

The Martial Lord thought to himself.

He made plans in his heart to step up the cultivation of Mu Yan and to seek good relations with Qi Yuan.

"As there are those we favor, there are also those we don’t, see that one in the black robe? I don’t fancy him much."