I have the best bloodline

Seeing that her aunt had promised not to gamble much, Su Yan felt relieved and stood in front of the four advancement charts on the bulletin board.

Su Yan raised his hand and pointed at the name Ni Jia at the very bottom of the advancement chart.

The maidservant beside him, who was in charge of recording, couldn't help but admire Su Yan's good luck when she saw him casually point out a sect's chief disciple.

Su Yan didn't think much about it; he just clicked on whichever name he felt comfortable with.

It contains sects, independent individuals, and some young demons.

Su Yan walked around the four notice boards and pointed out the names of thirty-six people in total.

The names above were too crowded, each one as small as a grain of rice. After selecting the name that felt most comfortable to look at, Su Yan didn't choose any other names.

"Alright, Auntie, that's enough for now!" Su Yan said to her aunt.

"Hmm, whose name do you like the most?"

"My favorite? Probably this Golden Scale?"

"Alright! I'll bet 1,965 jin of spirit stones on this Golden Scale, and the other contestants will bet one jin of spirit stones."

"Auntie, are you really that good at speed calculations?"

"My aunt isn't very good at calculations in other areas, but when it comes to betting, her math skills are like a sudden enlightenment. You say a set of odds, and she can immediately calculate the total."

Su Yan: "."

Auntie, your math skills seem a bit off!

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Chapter 108 The Emperor of No Life

"Wuhu! A resounding victory!"

Su Yan pointed out 36 people on the advancement chart, and all 36 people successfully advanced.

On the second, third, and fourth days, as they were about to enter the final round, the cultivators selected by Su Yan finally met together. Yu Yanning was also directly eliminated by Jin Lin on the fourth day, but Yu Yanning was incredibly lucky and ranked last, successfully advancing to the Imperial Martial Arts Competition.

I advanced by ranking around ninety-something.

Jin Lin, the chief disciple of Xingluo City, fought from the first day to the fifth day with an invincible attitude. While other contestants who advanced all gave up and hid their strength, this formidable person still chose to continue to participate in the competition on the sixth day. He directly swept away the other cultivators and stood proudly on the preliminary round stage as the first place winner.

With her long, jet-black hair tied back and a semi-transparent gauze over her white robes, she stood on the arena, holding a straight sword made of refined iron. She surveyed the defeated cultivators with an indifferent expression, showing no joy or pride, and walked off the arena as if nothing had happened.

For Jinlin, it was as if nothing had happened, because the opponents he faced in the preliminary rounds were all too weak.

So weak that he could pick up any sword from the ground, prevent himself from casting formations, and disable his strongest elemental affinity. He could sweep through the qualifiers simply by using the metal elemental affinity.

"Reporting to Master, there are no fellow Daoists worthy of my acquaintance." Jin Lin looked at the exceptionally charming middle-aged man before him, bowed, and truthfully expressed his final thoughts on this competition.

Master said that his solitary nature was not conducive to his future cultivation path, and advised him to make more fellow Daoists and learn some social skills through conversations. However, Jinlin did not find anyone worth befriending.

"No rush. Rather than making friends with worthless people, it's better to slowly find true friends with whom you can confide."

The young man in white chuckled and spoke.

Jin Lin possesses exceptional talent in cultivation, requiring little effort in his path. However, his temperament is questionable, as if his cultivation talent was acquired at the expense of his emotional intelligence. Simply having cultivation talent is insufficient to inherit the future position of the chief.

The middle-aged woman didn't care about the royal family's rewards. The reason she ordered her personal disciple to participate in the battle was simply to see if there were any cultivators her disciple was interested in among the tens of thousands of young people participating in the Xia Yu competition, so that she could take the first step out of her reclusive childhood: to make a preliminary acquaintance with a reliable fellow Daoist.

"Yes, Master," Jin Lin replied.

………………

"Senior Insect, do you need a blacksmith here?"

The preliminary rounds have come to a temporary end. After five rounds of price increases, Auntie's 2,000 jin of spirit stones has ballooned to over 16,000 jin. The odds changed with each round, and the odds for the cultivators Su Yan selected were not very high to begin with, so he didn't win much either.

The gifts previously given by Princess Wuxi have all been sorted out, and today happens to be the day that the manager of the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion is personally leading a team to Ruchun Garden to collect the goods. Coincidentally, Old Zhang, a disciple of the Artifact Sect who is away on training, is also the craftsman who works with his aunt on the underfloor heating business. He made a special trip to Ruchun Garden before the New Year celebration to settle some of his wages with his aunt and distribute them to the subcontracted carpenters.

The first thing Old Zhang saw was ore, piled up like small mountains in the lobby of Ruchun Garden.

These ores are quite expensive!

As a disciple of the Weapon Sect, since leaving the sect to train outside, Old Zhang has had to support himself in all his expenses. He spends his days gambling for money. Once he has enough money, he goes to the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion to purchase rare ores, hoping to forge a spiritual weapon with his own weapon-refining skills!

Cultivators who forge spiritual weapons during their training can directly become disciples of renowned masters upon returning to the Weaponry Sect!

Upon seeing such a beautiful and rare mineral, Old Zhang completely abandoned all pretense of decency and ran up to his aunt, asking her directly if she needed a blacksmith who was available at any time.

The aunt looked Old Zhang up and down, a strange expression appearing on her face as she asked, "...Can't I even have you come whenever I call?"

The underfloor heating business was negotiated by my aunt, so the ladies naturally settled their accounts with her. Currently, my aunt has about four thousand catties of spirit stones owed to Lao Zhang for the project, which he hadn't settled before because he needed to rush the project.

"Can you sell it to me for a lower price?" Old Zhang asked again, his face full of pitiful pleading.

"Haha, young people have such rich imaginations."

The aunt didn't speak. Manager Huang took out his seal, stamped it on a special piece of paper, and handed the silver note to her so she could examine it herself. Then, he looked at Old Zhang and said with a smile:

"We're all regular customers. For our ore business, why don't we just come to Old Huang at my Treasure Appraisal Pavilion? Why bother you with these trivial matters, senior?"

Old Zhang looked at the smiling shopkeeper Huang, then at his aunt checking the amount of spirit stones and silver notes. The hopeful expression on his face instantly turned into a constipated look of suffocation.

"Tomorrow is the New Year's celebration, Xiao Zhang! Remember to call your fellow disciples to come and buy ore!"

Old Zhang looked at his aunt with tears in his eyes.

My aunt sighed and turned the banknote around, revealing a seven-figure sum on it.

Manager Huang came to pack up all the things that Su Yan and her aunt didn't need and take them back to the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion.

Old Zhang looked at Manager Huang with a blank expression.

Although Manager Huang had a smiling face, in Old Zhang's eyes he looked exactly like a demon from the underworld.

The Treasure Appraisal Pavilion is their brand name. They can promise all customers a ten-thousand-fold compensation if a counterfeit item is found. Naturally, the same item purchased at the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion will definitely be more expensive than the goods sold at street stalls.

The Treasure Appraisal Pavilion guarantees that the healing pills you purchase here will not turn into lewd pills. Furthermore, we guarantee the freshness and efficacy of the medicinal materials. There is no possibility of buying something that looks strong but is actually weak, only to end up like a silver-plated spearhead when you get home.

"Okay! I'll call!"

Old Zhang, his face contorted in pain, managed to squeeze out three words from between his teeth in response to Manager Huang.

Here we go again.

The aunt, who was watching the two arguing with great interest, suddenly glanced at the view outside the fourth-floor window.

A sense of gloom suddenly washed over me.

Manager Huang, whose cultivation level was lower than his aunt's, also looked out the window after hearing his aunt speak and said:

"Then I, Huang, would like to wish you a happy new year and continued prosperity and good fortune in the coming year."

No, it wasn't just the brothel; the entire main city of Xia Yu was trembling slightly, and the ice on the river was cracking.

Su Yan, who was standing at the entrance of Ruchun Garden with the talented women, was suddenly thrown off her chair by a swaying motion. She landed on her bottom in the snow, poking her head out with a face full of question marks.

Until, a black shadow appeared in the sky.

Su Yan looked up and saw countless towering trees growing rapidly, intertwining in the air above Xia Yu City to form a new city. Then, a large number of branches, as large as mountains, grew violently from the tree city in all directions.

Su Yan stared at all of this, completely dumbfounded.

"Tomorrow is the ancestral sacrifice of Yu the Great. His Majesty has used his supreme power to create an altar and has allowed all subjects within the territory of Yu the Great to ride on the sacred tree to pay homage."

Xiao Bai rolled down the steps, pulled Su Yan out of the snow, and explained to him with a face full of emotion.

With his supreme power, Emperor Wusheng created a city even larger than the main city in an instant, which served as an altar for worshipping the ancestors of Yu the Great, allowing Yu the Great's subjects to witness the entire process of ancestor worship.

I drank some alcohol last night, so I'll update two more chapters in the early hours of the morning.

Swearing to evolve from the Second Watch Beast to the Third Watch Beast

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Chapter 109 Ancestral Sacrifice of Yu the Great

Above the main city of Xia Yu, a city made of trees appeared out of thin air. Its area was much larger than the current Xia Yu city. Then, countless branches like tree roots grew out of the city and spread to all parts of Xia Yu territory.

This scene was extremely shocking to Su Yan.

The massive city was created out of thin air and placed in the void without any support. Only then did roots grow out to resemble supports. However, after Xiaobai explained, Su Yan understood that those tree roots were not supports, but rather something like the elevator in his previous life.

As long as the cultivator places their hand on it and injects spiritual power into the roots of the divine tree, the roots of the divine tree will instantly drag the cultivator to the floating city, allowing all the subjects of Xia Yu to witness the grand event of ancestor worship.

Since the floating city appeared, Su Yan, who had been sitting at home, could see the palace maids and officials from the Ministry of Rites busily delivering all the sacrificial items to the floating city to set up the sacrificial site.

"The Xia Yu ancestral sacrifice does not worship ghosts and gods, but only ancestors. It is to commemorate the ancestors who helped Xia Yu expand the territory and to express gratitude for their selfless sacrifice, which enabled the people of Xia Yu to stand on stable land and live the prosperous life they enjoy today."

My aunt sat in a chair with her legs crossed, looking at Su Yan and Jiao Nanwu who were leaning against the windowsill. She told them about the history and origins of the Xia Yu Ancestral Sacrifice, and said with a smile:

"Little fox, the Emperor Wusheng and the royal family will also be attending the sacrificial ceremony tomorrow. Is there anything you'd like to say?"

Jiao Nanwu had lived in the silent deep sea since childhood and always longed for the bustling and prosperous human world. Besides enjoying being in the thick of things, Su Yan's aunt always knew that Su Yan still harbored deep feelings for Emperor Wusheng.

The strength of the Emperor Wusheng is so formidable that he is among the top level in both the human and nine-tailed fox races.

Su Yan had met the pure-blooded nine-tailed fox. His mother and the clan elder who wanted to take his little bell were both nine-tailed foxes.

This includes Princess Wuxi, whom Xia Yu met, Tu Shan Lingling, who registers people everywhere, and Sister Xi'er, the nine-tailed fox spirit. They are all members of the nine-tailed fox clan, but Su Yan has a starry-eyed admiration for Emperor Wusheng.

Both are mixed-blood nine-tailed foxes and both come from the You Su clan. Although Wu Sheng Di was born into a better position and had the protection of Emperor Xia Yu and the nine-tailed fox, so that Wu Sheng Di did not have to worry about the You Su clan causing trouble, her growth rate was also extremely amazing. In just over a thousand years, she has grown into the uncrowned king of the Central State.

She ascended the throne directly and became empress, possessing the legitimate and reasonable power to expand her harem. However, the elders of the Su clan dared not utter a word and even had to smile obsequiously, saying: "Great Immortal, how wonderful!"

Emperor Wusheng is simply an idol!

Su Yan secretly dreamed that he could be as fierce as Emperor Wusheng in the future, fighting his way from the central state to the eastern state, and hanging the old bells of the Su clan's Nine-Tailed Fox elders on the gate of their clan's territory with hemp ropes, so that they could also taste the misery of having their bells coveted by thieves.

If you're so capable, why don't you put an IUD on the Great Fox Emperor Wusheng?

They're always thinking about me, a fox that's just been weaned!

"Is there anything you'd like to say?"

Su Yan withdrew his gaze from the floating city, turned to look at his aunt, and pondered for a while before saying, "Then I still hope that His Majesty the Emperor of No Life will not notice my good deeds. I have no intention of being with the Emperor of No Life or the royal family."

Since they all shared the same bloodline of the Su family, Su Yan had been seriously considering clinging to Emperor Wusheng's coattails. He had even gone so far as to sprout two tails to claim kinship, but Su Yan knew that this was simply unrealistic.

But does blood relation really mean anything?