The path to immortality through martial arts begins with being forced into marriage!

"I am already satisfied that you have done this much."

"I thank Your Highness. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely pay you a visit in person."

"Fellow Daoist Cui, you flatter me."

Yun Yi's voice suddenly held a hint of tentative amusement: "Since we're all in the same boat now, we're family, so why bother with these formalities?"

"It's all about mutual support and getting what you need."

Cui Yi naturally understood the implied meaning of those words, but he did not refute them; he simply smiled.

Yun Yi was also a shrewd person. Seeing that Cui Yi did not object, he tacitly acknowledged that the two sides had reached a consensus: "Since there is no problem with the general plan, our people will wait for you at the Tianhuo Inn near the Cui clan."

"Fellow Daoist, you only need to show the token to the manager of the Heavenly Fire Inn, and the rest is up to you."

"The competition is just around the corner. I wish you all the best!"

Thank you.

After transmitting the last message, the golden light on the token gradually dimmed, and the array patterns within it completely lost their spirituality, turning completely gray.

Cui Yi held the dull token, but his eyes lit up.

The Cui clan!

I, Cui Yi, have arrived!

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The capital city of the Great Yan Dynasty.

The Cui clan.

The clan competition, held every five years, is one of the most important events in the entire clan.

It not only concerns the ranking and resource allocation of the younger generation, but also serves as an opportunity to showcase the clan's strength to the outside world.

Outside the Cui clan's mansion, a sea of ​​people and carriages came and went, crowding the surrounding market streets and alleys.

However, the only open area in the entire mansion is the martial arts training ground.

Representatives from the Lin family of Qinglin Town were seated in the area at the back of the viewing platform.

The Lin family was a small family on the outskirts of the capital, with mediocre strength. They had a distant marriage relationship with the Cui clan, barely meeting the threshold for being invited.

Those who came to observe the ceremony were the head of the Lin family and a distant nephew who appeared to be in his early twenties.

This person was none other than Cui Yi.

After arriving in the capital of Da Yan, Cui Yi went to the Tianhuo Inn and found Yun Yi's people, thus experiencing what it means to have everything taken care of.

The forces behind Yun Yi operated extremely well, not only preparing a flawless identity for him within the Lin family, but also taking care of everything within the Lin family itself.

The head of the Lin family also received enough benefits, so he kept silent about the matter and even treated Cui Yi with great courtesy.

At this moment, Cui Yi sat quietly beside the head of the Lin family, occasionally glancing up at the warm-up and preparation activities that had already begun in the martial arts arena below, as if he were just a young member of a small family who had come with his elders to broaden his horizons.

A commotion gradually rose in the room, and everyone had basically taken their seats.

Seeing that almost everyone had arrived, the middle-aged man in the central seat, dressed in a dark gold embroidered tribal robe, slowly stood up.

"Distinguished guests, fellow clan members."

"I am Cui Zhenshan, the patriarch of the Cui clan. Today is the day of our Cui clan's grand competition, held once every five years!"

"We are deeply honored that all of you fellow Daoists have taken the time to attend this ceremony. We, Cui and my entire Cui clan, express our sincere gratitude!"

He clasped his hands in a fist and bowed slightly to the surrounding guests.

On the viewing platform, representatives from all sides stood up or nodded in return.

"During today's clan competition, every member of the Cui clan is strictly prohibited from using any forbidden methods, including hidden weapons and poisons. Violators will be severely punished!"

"The trial should be conducted in moderation; no one should be intentionally harmed, and certainly no one should be killed!"

"In case of any dispute, the judges and fellow Daoists shall jointly decide."

After Cui Zhenshan finished speaking, he slowly sat down.

An elder in charge of the event strode to the high platform at the edge of the training ground, gathered his inner energy, and announced loudly, "The auspicious hour has arrived! The Cui Clan's Grand Competition officially begins!"

"Round 1, Qi Refining Group!"

"The first match is between Cui Ming and Cui Hua!"

"Both sides enter!"

Two young members of the Cui family, who had been prepared, quickly entered the arena, exchanged greetings, and then engaged in battle.

Cui Yi didn't watch the first half of the competition.

There's no need to watch it.

What does it have to do with him if a group of Qi Refining Realm kids are just having a little fuss?

Among the younger generation, he is already far ahead, and even cultivators a generation older than him may not be his match.

After all, the Floating Pagoda had already saved him hundreds of years of cultivation time.

Strictly speaking, Cui Yi at this time was an old monster who was nearly a thousand years old, not a boy!

Cui Yi focused his attention on the layout of the entire training ground, taking in everything from the entrances and exits to the distribution of the surrounding patrol and guard forces.

Yun Yi had mentioned that their people had already infiltrated the area beforehand.

Furthermore, arrays have already been set up at key locations on the periphery, ready to be activated upon Cui Yi's signal.

After one tedious duel after another, a young man in brocade robes, whose aura was significantly stronger, finally stepped onto the martial arts field.

This person has a dignified appearance and his cultivation level has reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment!

His appearance caused quite a stir in the viewing area.

Many members of the Cui clan wore expressions of pride!

"It's Cui Hong! Young Master Hong is coming on stage!"

"Young Master Hong is one of the top experts among the younger generation of our clan, second only to Young Master Lie!"

"Mid-Foundation Establishment stage! Young Master Hong is sure to be among the top three in this competition!"

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Cui Yi finally perked up a bit and turned his gaze to the center of the arena.

Mid-Foundation Establishment stage, arguably the strongest character to appear so far.

Cui Hong's opponent was a disciple in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

As the competition began, Cui Hong indeed displayed strength far exceeding that of the others.

Not only is his true energy abundant, but his attacks are also quite swift, with each move carrying considerable power.

Relying on his superior cultivation level, Cui Hong quickly gained the upper hand, forcing his opponent to retreat repeatedly, leaving him powerless to fight back.

Cheers erupted from the viewing platform, but Cui Yi's interest, which had just been piqued, quickly dissipated after a few glances.

Although Cui Hong's moves were skillful, they were too rigid and lacked variation, and moreover...

too slow.

With martial arts skills of this level, Cui Yi felt he could dodge it even without using any martial arts techniques.

He even had some doubts: this Cui clan, which claimed to have been passed down for hundreds of years and occupied a large amount of resources, was this the level of its strongest young generation?

There isn't even one person of the same level who can pose the slightest threat to him?

The strongest, Cui Hong, is only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. So how strong can Cui Lie, who is hailed as the number one genius, be?

Cui Yi withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention to the competition in the arena, which he considered like child's play.

He has come today for only three things.

That's a slap in the face!

That's a slap in the face!

It's still a damn slap in the face!

Just because someone tried to silence him that day, Cui Yi felt that the fate of the Cui clan, this decaying behemoth, was nearing its end!

If they can't even preserve their own collateral bloodline, how good can things be?

This is a perfect opportunity to let these so-called Cui clan members see what kind of genius can be born from a branch they regard as nothing!

And how foolish are these arrogant idiots!