In a simulated life scenario, how do you defy fate and change your destiny every time?

The main peak of Qingyun Sect.

At Han Qingxuan's command, the entire sect immediately sprang into action.

An elder at the Soul Palace Realm was in charge of drawing lots in front of everyone, announcing the order of participation for all the inner disciples.

"Stone Leopard, Li Yuan, First Peak!"

Upon hearing this, two inner disciples immediately soared into the air from the crowd and landed steadily on the first mountain peak that had been carved into a fighting arena.

"The Inner Sect Competition is only for friendly sparring. Fighting to the death is strictly prohibited. If anyone uses dirty tricks or forbidden techniques that result in mutual destruction, they will be disqualified from the competition."

An elder solemnly admonished.

"Disciple understands!"

The two disciples clasped their hands in a salute, having memorized the rules of the competition.

The competition then began, and the two disciples used all their skills to fight fiercely. It took half an hour to finally determine the winner.

Similar scenes were playing out in other places at the same time.

"Lu Yuan, Zhou Hao, the twenty-ninth peak!"

Upon hearing his name, Lu Yuan lightly touched the ground, and his entire body appeared on the arena of the twenty-ninth mountain peak in the blink of an eye, like a streak of light.

After a while.

Another inner disciple finally dawdled onto the arena, his face somewhat grim.

"How come I have to run into Senior Brother Lu Yuan in my very first competition? Isn't that just too unlucky?"

Upon seeing his opponent, the disciple inwardly let out a wail.

Although Lu Yuan had only recently become an inner disciple, he had already killed a powerful expert at the ninth level of the Spirit Sea Realm.

This disciple is only at the fourth level of the Spirit Sea Realm, how could he be a match for Lu Yuan?
However, with many elders and important figures from various forces watching the battle, this disciple dared not admit defeat directly and could only accept his bad luck and grit his teeth to fight.

"Zhou Hao greets Senior Brother Lu Yuan. I have long admired your reputation. I hope you will go easy on me."

The disciple forced a smile that looked more like a grimace and pleaded in a low voice.

"can."

Lu Yuan nodded and agreed to the disciple's request.

After all, he had no grudge against this person; it was just a friendly spar, and there was no need to kill him.

Subsequently.

The two exchanged blows for twenty rounds.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Lu Yuan casually slapped him out of the arena, easily winning the match.

"Thank you for your mercy, senior brother."

The disciple was unharmed and quickly got up from the ground, expressing his gratitude.

The inner sect competition is conducted by random draw, which often results in situations where the difference in strength between the two sides is too great.

under these circumstances.

Many disciples with decent skills are often eliminated due to bad luck, encountering a powerful opponent.

However, because Lu Yuan deliberately let him win, this disciple's strength was well preserved. Even if he lost this round, he still had a chance to fight his way out of the loser's bracket and try to achieve a higher ranking.

It can be said.

For an ordinary inner disciple, this would be an immense favor.

"It's a small effort, nothing worth mentioning."

Lu Yuan didn't take the matter to heart, slowly walked off the stage, and returned to his original position.

"Lu Yuan wins the first match!"

The inner sect elders, who were responsible for determining the winner, were not surprised by this and immediately announced that Lu Yuan had won.

The competition continues.

However, Lu Yuan's feat of killing Lin Hu had already spread throughout the entire Qingyun Sect.

Some of the weaker inner disciples would beg for mercy and admit defeat before Lu Yuan could even make a move.

Even if he occasionally encounters a few strong opponents, with Lu Yuan's cultivation level, he can still easily achieve victory with overwhelming force.

As time goes by, more and more inner disciples are eliminated, and only the true inner disciples are qualified to stand until the end.

three days later.

After several rounds of competition, the top ten inner disciples of this year were finally selected from among thousands of inner disciples.

These disciples possessed extraordinary auras; apart from Lu Yuan, they were all at the late stage of the Spirit Sea Realm.

Some of the best among them even possessed combat power comparable to that of a Soul Palace Realm expert, leaving many spectators secretly astonished.

"The Qingyun Sect has been working diligently and making great efforts to cultivate new talent over the years, and now it is becoming more and more prosperous."

"Yes, the top ten inner disciples this year are all exceptionally talented prodigies. Any one of them could become a true disciple of another sect."

"The Tai Xuan Sect, which prides itself on being the leader of Qingzhou, has become increasingly dilapidated in recent years. Even its former inner sect chief was killed by an outer sect disciple of the Qingyun Sect. It seems that it is getting worse day by day."

Many powerful figures couldn't help but sigh.

There are hundreds of sects and forces of all sizes in Qingzhou, and many of them follow the lead of Taixuan Sect.

However, in recent years, the actions of the Tai Xuan Sect have become increasingly unpopular, to the point that many sects have gradually sided with the Qingyun Sect.

"That may be true, but even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. As long as that Tai Xuan Sect leader is still alive, they will undoubtedly be the number one sect in Qingzhou."

Someone sighed and said with a sense of helplessness.

Upon hearing this, all the powerful figures present stiffened, deeply wary of the matter and unwilling to utter another word.

As for the other Qingyun Sect disciples who were unaware of the situation, they were extremely excited to see this grand occasion in the sect and began to whisper among themselves.

"Next up is the Inner Sect Top Ten Battle. I wonder which senior brother or sister will win the top spot in the Inner Sect this time."

"Of course! Everyone has witnessed Senior Brother Zhao Xu's strength. He's definitely going to be the leader of the inner sect this time!"

"I don't think so. Senior Brother Lei Heng and Senior Sister Su Yun are also quite strong. Moreover, Senior Brother Lu Yuan didn't use his full strength at all. If they were to encounter Zhao Xu, it's hard to say who would win."

The crowd argued endlessly, but some quick-thinking disciples took the opportunity to open betting odds on who would win the inner sect's top spot.

Lu Yuan paid no attention to the gossip of others, but silently circulated his cultivation technique, trying his best to adjust himself to the peak state.

None of the top ten in the inner sect are easy to deal with.

Not to mention.

Zhao Xu, Su Yun, and Lei Heng all possess combat power comparable to a Soul Palace Realm expert.

If Lu Yuan were to encounter them, he would probably have to expend some effort to take them down.

"First battle: Zhao Xu and Lei Heng!"

It didn't take long.

An inner sect elder then announced the candidates for the first round of battles.

Upon hearing this, all the disciples were in an uproar.

"Senior Brother Lei Heng actually ran into Senior Brother Zhao Xu ahead of schedule?"

"This is going to be interesting. Although Senior Brother Zhao Xu is very strong, Senior Brother Lei Heng is a born martial arts fanatic."

"He had already mastered the Thunderclap Fist to its peak, and had even personally killed a genuine Soul Palace Realm expert."

"The battle between the two of them will surely be extraordinary, and can be called the most exciting battle in this competition so far!"

Many disciples exclaimed in surprise, and even the powerful figures from various forces were quite looking forward to it.

"If I remember correctly, Zhao Xu should be Fellow Daoist Zhao's grandson, right?"

"That's right. I even went to his full moon celebration back then. I never imagined that he would grow up so fast in the blink of an eye."

"Zhao Xu has already entered the Soul Palace Realm at such a young age. His future is limitless. It seems that the Zhao family has produced a prodigy."

Many powerful figures showed slight changes in their expressions, recognizing Zhao Xu's identity.

Although a mere Soul Palace Realm martial artist was beneath their notice, the Zhao family patriarch was a renowned Nirvana Realm expert, famous throughout Qingzhou and possessing considerable prestige and status.

"This disciple named Lei Heng has a sincere heart and his talent is not bad. It's just a pity that his foundation is too shallow. Compared with Zhao Xu, he is still slightly inferior."

Some of the stronger individuals expressed their regret.

On the path of spiritual practice, wealth, companions, Dharma, and environment are all indispensable.

If both have similar talent and ability, then the competition comes down to their background and resources.

Although Lei Heng has good aptitude, he is all alone, without any background or support. How can he compete with Zhao Xu, who has the entire Zhao family as his backing?

as predicted.

With the elder's command, the competition officially began.

Lei Heng activated his technique, his entire body enveloped in purple lightning, like an ancient thunder god descending to earth, his attack extremely fierce.

Zhao Xu, wielding a blood-red longsword, annihilated all the purple lightning bolts with a single strike.

This blade is a top-grade spiritual weapon. As the blade flashes, the mournful howls of the dead can be faintly heard, affecting the mind of others and even damaging the soul of the enemy.

Just started.

Lei Heng was able to gain the upper hand for a time with his fierce and relentless offensive, forcing Zhao Xu to defend.

But after a while, Lei Heng noticed something was amiss.

Each time his fist collided with the blood-red longsword in Zhao Xu's hand, a murderous aura would seep through the blade and into his body.

This caused his mind to waver, his soul to become unstable, and his strength to be gradually weakened.

In the end, the situation reversed, and he himself was at a disadvantage!

"Well done, Zhao Xu. I never expected you to have mastered the Blood Soul Blade to such an extent."

Lei Heng's soul was damaged, and his movements became increasingly sluggish.

But he did not give up; instead, he fought back fiercely, trying to find a chance to turn the tide.

"laugh!"

But the next moment.

A blood-red blade of light suddenly descended from the sky. Lei Heng was unable to dodge in time and was instantly slashed and severely injured, losing all his fighting ability.

"Die!"

Holding the blood-stained blade, Zhao Xu's killing intent surged, and he was about to wipe them all out.

A beam of azure light swept across from above the sect's main hall, freezing Zhao Xu in place and rendering him unable to move.

"Enough, Lei Heng has been defeated. This match ends here."

Han Qingxuan frowned slightly, glanced at the Zhao family patriarch not far away, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

The Zhao family patriarch lowered his eyes, appearing indifferent and aloof.

Only after Han Qingxuan personally intervened did he slightly open his eyes and say calmly, "Xu'er, step back."

"Yes."

Zhao Xu bowed respectfully, sheathed his blood-red longsword, and walked straight off the arena.

Although this was just a minor incident, which of the powerful figures from various forces present wasn't a cunning old fox?
Their expressions shifted slightly; they immediately sensed something unusual about the matter.

"It seems that although the Qingyun Sect appears to be thriving and prosperous, it is actually quite unstable internally."

Many powerful figures had a strange look in their eyes.

With the Tai Xuan Sect eyeing the Qingyun Sect covetously and the Zhao family and the Enforcement Hall growing ever stronger within it, the Qingyun Sect is in a precarious situation, and a major upheaval could occur at any moment.

And the other side.

The battle for the top ten in the inner sect continues.

As other inner sect prodigies took the stage one after another, it was finally Lu Yuan's turn.

"Lu Yuan, Su Yun, the fifth battle!"

Upon hearing this voice, Lu Yuan transformed into a streak of light and swiftly ascended the arena.

"Buzz!"

at the same time.

A crisp sword sound suddenly came from not far away, echoing throughout the space.

Followed by.

A purple sword light pierced through the air and arrived in an instant, landing at the other end of the arena.

The sword's cry subsided, the light faded, and the figure of a woman appeared.

The woman was dressed in a purple dress, with an ethereal and aloof demeanor, like an ancient iceberg, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.

Furthermore, she was surrounded by invisible sword energy that could slice through the air, preventing outsiders from getting close.

Even a single glance from the disciples below the stage was enough to feel the chilling sharpness that could cut through iron like mud.

This woman is Su Yun, who is said to come from a powerful cultivation family in Qingzhou. Her cultivation level is unfathomable, and she is a strong contender for the inner sect leader this time!
"Is this person also a sword cultivator?"

Lu Yuan glanced at the other person twice, then looked away.

in his perception.

Su Yun is like a peerless sword with its sharp edge fully revealed, exuding a chilling sword aura.

Anyone who gets close will be cut by the sword energy.

Clearly, she has cultivated her swordsmanship to an extremely high level, and has faintly touched the threshold of becoming one with the sword.

However, in Lu Yuan's view...

Although Su Yun's swordsmanship is sharp, it lacks the tempering and refinement of time.

Excessive rigidity leads to breakage, and excessive fullness leads to overflow.

Only by experiencing all aspects of life and washing away all worldly impurities can one reach the state of inner peace and returning to simplicity.

"I've heard that you are also skilled in swordsmanship, and that you killed Lin Hu with just one sword strike. I would like to learn from you today."

Su Yun said coldly, her voice like the clanging of a sword, carrying a hint of killing intent.

"Alright, if you can withstand one of my sword strikes, you will win this battle."

Lu Yuan said calmly.

Since they are both sword cultivators, their skill level can be determined by a single sword strike.

Moreover, he didn't think Su Yun was qualified to make him use his second sword.

However, his matter-of-fact tone sounded like a great mockery to Su Yun.

Not only Su Yun, but the other elders and disciples were also in an uproar upon hearing this, all wondering if Lu Yuan had gone mad.

Who is Su Yun?

This is the most talented descendant of the Su family in the past hundred years.

Moreover, she was already at the half-step Soul Palace Realm before, and after two months of arduous training, she broke through the shackles and truly stepped into the Soul Palace Realm.

Her willingness to go to great lengths to break through her cultivation level clearly indicates her ambitious goals, namely, to become the leader of the inner sect.

But Lu Yuan now dares to claim that he can defeat Su Yun with a single sword strike?
Isn't that a bit too arrogant?
Even someone as powerful as Zhao Xu, who was at the first level of the Soul Palace realm, wouldn't dare to make such a boast!
What's the use of gaining a momentary advantage through words?

"We are both sword cultivators, and in the end, we still have to let the swords in our hands speak for themselves!"

Su Yun said coldly.

The voice just fell.

Her long sword suddenly drew from its sheath, and in an instant, the sky was filled with light.

A chilling sword aura shot into the sky, turning the heavens purple in its reflection! (End of Chapter)