I, the Chaotic Being, began my path to enlightenment in a brothel!

Silent all night.

As the sun rose, the Inner Gate Competition officially began.

One after another, figures emerged from the cave and rushed towards the inner gate square.

Some were full of fighting spirit, some were cold and aloof, and some were charming and beautiful. Many of the young men and women had entered the Foundation Establishment stage of cultivation.

"It's Zhou Tiangu! He's actually returned from his training! He's widely recognized as the second best in the inner sect, second only to Senior Brother Wang Long!"

"And Senior Sister Ziyun, she's getting more and more radiant!"

"The ten most outstanding disciples of the inner sect have arrived..."

Zhou Tiangu was dressed in a beast-patterned robe, exuding a wild and untamed aura, like a savage.

Zi Yun, on the other hand, dressed daringly, with a thin veil covering her chest, revealing her incredibly slender waist.

Her legs were long and white, and her delicate feet were bare. When she walked, her slender waist seemed to sway like a willow.

Many male disciples watched with longing, wishing they could pounce on Ziyun and put her on their bed.

Other tall and imposing figures also arrived. They were all top experts in the sect, and even if they were not as good as Wang Long, they were not much inferior.

The most sensational event was the arrival of Murong Xue.

"Whoosh!"

A snow eagle spread its wings from the depths of the sect, and on it stood a woman of stunning beauty, with an aura as cold as ice and as white as snow, like a celestial maiden descended from the moon palace.

The moment she appeared, she outshone all the other beauties, and countless male disciples rushed forward like bees and butterflies.

Even the female disciples lowered their heads in shame.

"Hmph! If it weren't for my status as the sect leader's beloved daughter, how could I be outdone by you?" Zi Yun said, quite unconvinced.

At that moment, cheers erupted from all sides of the square.

Wang Long is here!

Wang Long, dressed in a solemn robe and wearing a golden crown, walked over with his hands behind his back.

He exuded an awe-inspiring presence, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light, radiating authority without anger.

When Murong Xue saw the person who had arrived, a hint of aloofness appeared in her usually cold eyes.

If Lin Feng's dantian had not been repaired, she might have already become Wang Long's Daoist partner.

But times have changed, and everything is now completely different.

"Xue'er, Lin Feng dared to rashly accept the challenge; he's courting death!"

Wang Long walked quickly to Murong Xue, chuckled softly, and spoke with absolute certainty.

"Just you wait and see. On the stage of life and death later, he will have no chance against me!"

Murong Xue gave a faint reply, then quietly stepped back, deliberately distancing herself from Wang Long, as if to draw a line between them.

Wang Long frowned slightly, then relaxed in an instant.

He secretly speculated that it must be because Lin Feng's dantian had recovered that Murong Xue had developed ulterior motives.

"It doesn't matter. As long as Lin Feng dies, everything will return to normal."

A moment later, Lin Feng also walked slowly with his hands behind his back, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

A bright smile crossed Murong Xue's pretty face as she softly called out, "Lin Feng!"

Lin Feng looked up at her, a gentle smile playing on his lips: "Don't worry."

"Um."

Upon hearing this, Murong Xue adopted a docile demeanor.

This scene, witnessed by Wang Long, ignited a surge of rage within him, almost causing him to vomit blood.

However, with a group of disciples present, he had to forcefully suppress his emotions and maintain the demeanor of the top expert in the inner sect.

"Have you and the saintess reconciled?"

A clear, crisp voice suddenly rang out, and Zi Yun's eyes sparkled as she looked at Lin Feng with great interest.

"Um."

Lin Feng had a vague impression of Zi Yun, but they had never been close friends and their relationship was just so-so.

"That's a real shame."

Zi Yun shook her head slightly, her tone carrying a hint of playful regret.

"A dignified Chaos Body has to fall for the same woman twice."

"You might not be so blind to the fact that the reason she's attracted to you is simply because of your chaotic body."

Lin Feng was slightly startled. Just as the rumors said, Zi Yun was free-spirited, uninhibited in her words and actions, and straightforward.

"Zi Yun, what nonsense are you spouting?!"

Murong Xue's pretty face instantly turned frosty, and she frowned and rebuked him coldly.

"Holy Maiden, please forgive me. I spoke without thinking. Please don't take offense."

Zi Yun immediately bowed and apologized, then stepped aside with a smile and quietly disappeared into the crowd.

Murong Xue was secretly furious and made up her mind that if Zi Yun dared to sow discord between her and Lin Feng again, she would make her pay the price!

At this moment, Lin Feng turned his head and met Wang Long's angry eyes, which were full of murderous intent.

He ignored this and instead looked around the square.

At this moment, nearly a hundred disciples have gathered in the inner sect square, all of whom are at least at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Almost all the renowned masters of the inner sect have gathered here.

Lin Feng's gaze narrowed slightly as he watched Wang Long move to one side of the plaza and lightly flick his sleeves.

"Senior Brother Wang!"

"Brother Wang!"

A group of top inner sect masters stepped forward to pay their respects.

Zhou Tiangu, ranked second among the inner disciples, has cultivated diligently for many years, developing a body of steel and iron, and is a recognized combat maniac.

Wang Hao possesses exquisite swordsmanship and extraordinary skill, making him a renowned swordsmanship genius within the inner sect.

Lei Pojun's eyes are constantly filled with lightning, and he has already mastered the "Thunderous Mad Blade" technique.

Legend has it that when he unleashes a single strike, the blade's light carries the power of thunder, its might shaking the heavens, and its combat strength is so fierce that no one dares to provoke it easily.

These individuals are all among the top ten experts in the inner sect; ordinary disciples simply cannot contend with them.

"They're probably going to team up against you."

Zi Yun moved closer to Lin Feng again at some point and whispered a reminder.

"But you don't need to worry. The competition is decided by drawing lots, so they may not have the chance to fight you."

Lin Feng remained calm and composed, his tone even and even: "It's alright! If they dare to provoke me, I'll crush them all!"

In the past two months, Wang Long's reputation has soared, and he has accumulated a vast network of connections and influence within the inner sect, far surpassing what Lin Feng can currently achieve.

But so what?

In the face of absolute power, everything else is meaningless.

"What spirit!"

Zi Yun's eyes shone brightly as she carefully examined Lin Feng, a playful glint in her eyes.

It seems that with his dantian restored, he's full of confidence!

I wonder if you've been completely drained by the Pleasure House these past few days?

"boom!"

A loud bang suddenly rang out, and after all the inner disciples had arrived, the sect's high-ranking members descended from the sky.

As the dazzling light faded, four imposing elders appeared in the sky above the plaza.

Sect Master Murong Yan arrived, his sharp gaze sweeping across the entire area, exuding overwhelming power.

With a flick of his sleeve, he led Murong Xue into a pavilion, where they sat quietly awaiting the start of the competition.

"I hereby declare—the Inner Sect Competition officially open!"

Gu Niantong, the head of the four elders, stepped forward, his voice booming like a bell, resounding throughout the entire hall.

"I hope all my disciples will give their all and achieve excellent results!"

"The top six in this competition will all receive generous rewards from the sect!"

"Third to sixth place will be granted the status of inner sect elites and will be able to choose a high-quality cave for cultivation."

"In addition to the aforementioned privileges, the third-place winner will be awarded an extra bottle of Heavenly Spirit Pills."

"The second-place winner will learn another Heaven-rank martial art!"

"The first place winner enjoys the greatest honor, not only possessing a Heaven-Rank martial skill but also gaining access to the Weapon Pavilion to choose any spiritual weapon!"

Upon hearing of the generous reward, all the disciples' eyes lit up, filled with longing.

The cultivation bonuses from a high-quality cave dwelling are priceless, and Heaven-rank martial arts techniques can greatly enhance combat power.

The exclusive top spot in the rankings, including the Weapon Pavilion qualification, is something that everyone is eager to acquire.

The Weapon Pavilion is the foundation of the Qingyun Sect, housing countless divine weapons and artifacts, each of exceptional quality and formidable power.

Lin Feng stood in the crowd, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

The Primordial Ancient Sword that he longed for was treasured in the Artifact Pavilion.

Gu Niantong took in everyone's expressions and continued to announce the rules.

"A total of 96 disciples participated in this competition, and they were divided into four groups of 24 people each by drawing lots."

"Each group draws lots to determine the winners, and the competition continues until only one person remains in each group. This person will be the top four in this competition."

"Let's begin the lottery!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Long took the lead and flew over to the divination box next to Gu Niantong.

The other disciples followed suit and stepped forward to draw lots.

The draw results were finalized: Wang Long was placed in Group 1, while Lin Feng was assigned to Group 4.

Inside the pavilion, Murong Xue took in the entire scene.

"Father, among the four groups, the disciples in the first group are the weakest, while the disciples in the fourth group are the strongest."

"Many of the top ten masters from the inner sect have gathered in the fourth group, making it a veritable group of death."

"It's obvious that Elder Gu did this on purpose."

"He's become increasingly audacious, daring to act with impunity right under your nose."

Murong Yan smiled faintly, his expression calm: "It's alright!"

"His appreciation for talent and his protection of his students are understandable."

"This arrangement provides an opportunity to explore the true potential of the Chaos Entity."

Upon hearing this, Murong Xue's eyes lit up, and she said no more.

At this moment, four huge battle platforms engraved with serial numbers stand in the four directions of the inner gate square, which can accommodate four groups to start the competition at the same time.

"Now, the participating disciples in each group will draw lots to determine the order of their matches!"

At Gu Niantong's command, the disciples from each group stepped forward to draw lots in turn.

Some people are happy that someone is worried.

The first group of disciples was the most delighted, as the group consisted of ordinary disciples with average cultivation levels, except for Wang Long, who was a top expert.

As long as they avoid drawing Wang Long, they can secure a good ranking.

In contrast, the situation of the ordinary disciples in the fourth group was dire.

Zhou Tiangu, Zi Yun, Wang Hao, Lei Pojun, and other top ten inner sect experts are all in this group.

Without a doubt, this will be an extremely fierce and brutal showdown!