Forced to become a pure and innocent female pharmacist in order to cultivate immortality.

Su Ying smiled and nodded.

"Well, don't be too nervous. Just give it your all in the finals. After all, the methods of my Caiyun Peak are inherently inferior to other attributes. I'm already very satisfied that 23 of you have made it to the finals," Su Ying said with a smile.

Indeed, the number of finalists was better than Su Ying had anticipated, but even so, they were still the faction with the fewest finalists.

The most numerous peaks are still the main peak, followed by Fire Cloud Peak and Thunder Cloud Peak.

"We will definitely do our best," Han Yao said again.

Su Ying smiled slightly and said nothing more. She then sat down in the spectator seats on Caiyun Peak. However, after sitting down, she glanced at Ye Liuyun intentionally or unintentionally.

Because Ye Liuyun is definitely the biggest dark horse of their Caiyun Peak. At the young age of less than thirty, he already has the combat power to fight against those in the Nascent Soul stage. If it weren't for his special status, she would really want to focus on cultivating him.

The elders from other factions were mostly seated in their respective faction's spectator seats, making this final match essentially a factional battle.

"Boys, make me proud! We Fire Cloud Peak don't need to beat the main peak, but we must suppress everyone else and become the faction with the most advancement slots besides the main peak. We must wash away the shame of the Demon Hunting Tournament!" Fire Spirit stood in front of everyone, clenching his fist to encourage them.

But this fire spirit that turned into a little girl looked so ridiculous. For some reason, it wasn't convincing at all, making everyone want to laugh but not dare to.

Lei Li, who was on Lei Yunfeng's side, saw this scene and also cheered on the disciples of his faction.

"Look at Huoyun Peak, everyone. I don't have any specific requirements. As long as they get more spots than Huoyun Peak, I'll be satisfied," Lei Li declared loudly, glancing at Huoyun Peak next door.

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Huoyun Peak immediately shouted loudly.

"Strike Fire Cloud Peak and bring glory to our master!"

The disciples on Lei Yunfeng's side, from top to bottom, were almost all simple-minded.

Upon hearing that Lei Yunfeng next door was targeting them, Huo Ling immediately became furious.

"Damn it, kids, remember this: you can't lose to Lei Yunfeng, no matter who you lose to. If you lose to Lei Yunfeng, just wait, I'll make you pay!" Huo Ling shouted.

Fire Spirit and Thunder Spirit have been mortal enemies since their disciple days. There's no way around it; their two primary combat attributes are destined to be irreconcilable.

"Sigh!" Ji Chunling looked at her master offering fire here, her face full of headache.

A few more minutes passed, and the match was finally about to officially begin.

"Time's up. The semi-finals of the Sect Tournament are officially starting. There are 250 people today, and 50 more must be eliminated. So, 100 people will be randomly drawn to compete on stage. If you draw a blank card, you will directly enter the finals. If you draw a numbered card, you will need to compete in another match. Good luck," the referee announced.

This is when people feel the most tense.

"Damn, the time to witness a miracle has come. I hope I don't draw the tag to go on stage. None of these last 250 people are easy to deal with." Some cultivators with cultivation levels ranging from the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm to the early stage of the Soul Separation Realm were silently praying.

Because their group was at the bottom of the 250.

As soon as the referee finished his announcement, he waved his hand, and 250 placards flew into the air and floated there.

"Alright, go ahead and draw," the referee gestured.

Everyone was very nervous, but there was nothing they could do. The confident people went to get the tokens immediately, while people like Murong Huan didn't even pause for a moment.

However, after Murong Huan received the tag, he was stunned because it said number 1, which meant that he had to fight again and would be the first to go on stage.

However, he only glanced at it before calmly putting it away.

"Haha, I got a bye! That scared me to death."

"Damn, are you kidding me? My luck is so bad, I still have to fight. I hope I don't run into an outrageous opponent."

Some are happy, some are sad; that's how lot drawing works.

"Ah! I drew number 10, Aoxue, what about you?" Ye Liuyun's expression immediately fell when he saw his jade token.

Lin Aoxue looked at her jade pendant, then showed it to Ye Liuyun; she had missed her turn.

"Sorry, I'll advance directly," Lin Aoxue said with a faint smile.

Ye Liuyun had a headache, so he quickly looked at the person behind him.

"What about you, fellow senior sisters?"

However, to Ye Liuyun's utter dismay, Han Yao and the others all drew blank jade tokens.

"Um, Junior Sister Ye, I'm sorry, it seems we've all had a bye. You're the only one from Caiyun Peak who needs to play another round." The women breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that they had a bye; they were truly lucky.

"Huh? Am I really that unlucky?" Ye Liuyun was about to vomit blood. Out of 23 people on Caiyun Peak, she was the only one who needed to participate. The odds were just unbelievable.

Han Yao and the others immediately cheered Ye Liuyun on.

"Junior Sister Ye, keep up the good work and strive to advance."

After everyone had finished drawing their lots, the referee didn't delay.

"Now that the draw is over, the semifinals will officially begin. The first game of the semifinals will be between player number 1 and player number 2," the referee announced.

No sooner had the referee finished speaking than a figure appeared out of thin air in the center of the battlefield. The newcomer resembled a refined nobleman, calm and collected, with his eyes narrowed and a smile on his face as he looked around.

"Cloud Peak, Number 1, Murong Huan."

"What?! Murong Huan? He's number one! Who's so unlucky as to draw number two? Isn't this a death trap?" Everyone was shocked to see Murong Huan go on stage first.

It was indeed beyond everyone's expectations that Murong Huan was the first to go on stage.

However, to everyone's surprise, this number 2 was quite courageous. She did not back down from the fight. Instead, a beautiful woman from Ziyun Peak gracefully descended, carrying a white jade zither.

"Ziyun Peak, No. 2, Yan Ruoxue, is seeking guidance from Senior Brother Murong."

Yan Ruoxue, in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, is one of the ten disciples of Ziyun Peak.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be Junior Sister Yan. This is rather unfortunate," Murong Huan said with a regretful expression.

Looking at Murong Huan's composed attitude, Yan Ruoxue bit her lip slightly. She was unlucky and there was nothing she could do, but even if she lost, she would still fight Murong Huan.

“Senior brother, there’s no need to feel sorry for me. I’m not a fragile vase either,” Yan Ruoxue said, taking a deep breath and full of fighting spirit.

Normally, she would never have dared to confront Murong Huan head-on, as he was the true strongest in the sect, at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, or rather, half a step into the Four Extremes.

"Alright then." Murong Huan nodded and said nothing more.

Seeing that the two were ready, the referee immediately announced the start.

The moment the match began, Yan Ruoxue used all her strength.

"Power of the Dao Palace - Fully Unleashed." Four beautiful Dao Palaces floated behind Yan Ruoxue as she left, and her aura instantly increased several times over.

This is the first time a Nascent Soul cultivator has fully activated the power of their Dao Palace, and it's not over yet.

"Dao Palace - Nascent Soul Astral Projection." As Yan Ruoxue made a hand seal, the gate of the Dao Palace opened, and four clones that looked exactly like Yan Ruoxue flew out of the Dao Palace and landed in four directions around Murong Huan.

The unique method of the Dao Palace's Out-of-Body Realm allows one to summon Dao Palace Nascent Soul clones, each of which possesses half the power of the original body.

"Fairy Melody Harp - Activated".

Yan Ruoxue sat floating in the air, and at the same time forced out a mouthful of blood essence and sprayed it onto the top-grade spiritual weapon in his hand. The white jade zither in his arms also began to fully recover.

This woman was truly going all out. Everyone could see Yan Ruoxue's determination. Once she used this method, it would increase the difficulty for Yan Ruoxue to advance to the Fourth Extreme Secret Realm by almost 30%, as it consumed too much of her essence.

However, given Yan Ruoxue's aptitude, whether she can break through the Four Extremes Secret Realm is still unknown. She needs to take a gamble and exchange thirty years for this opportunity, or rather, give herself a chance to challenge Murong Huan.

When Murong Huan saw that Yan Ruoxue could do this, the contempt in his eyes disappeared instantly.

Those around her who were initially hesitant to fight were also shocked by Yan Ruoxue's choice.

"What? Senior Sister Yan, are you going to risk your future?" a disciple of Ziyun Peak murmured.

Yan Ruoxue is now going all out.

"The Dance of the Rainbow Robes and the Romantic Scenery of Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon".

The four Dao Palace clones surrounding Murong Huan began playing four completely different pieces of music, yet these four pieces somehow produced an exceptionally beautiful melody.

The music was filled with four different powers. First, snow fell on the stage, then a storm raged. A phantom moon appeared above Murong Huan's head, radiating a captivating light. Yan Ruoxue's true form shattered completely with a thud, turning into countless pink petals that merged into the snowstorm.

This is one of the ten traditional martial arts techniques of Ziyun Peak, the Rainbow Dance Dance.

Four forces: the power of wind to surround, the power of flowers to blind, the power of snow to scrape bones, and the power of the moon to interfere.

This technique directly dragged Murong Huan into the illusion. Under normal circumstances, it would take at least the peak of the Nascent Soul stage to fully unleash this skill.

Yan Ruoxue forcibly used this technique at the cost of twenty years of her lifespan.

"It was this move! This kid really went all out! Sigh!" The higher-ups at Ziyun Peak sighed, feeling the price was too high.

Looking at Murong Huan, who was trapped in the world of romance and beauty, this move moved him deeply, clearly indicating that it could threaten him.

He can't let this move go all the way; this is just the beginning. Once it's fully unleashed, it will be very difficult for him.

“Junior Sister Yan, I am aware of your will. Since that is the case, then I will return the favor with equal power.” A golden light burst forth from Murong Huan’s eyes, piercing through the wind barrier in an instant and locking onto Yan Ruoxue, who was hidden among the petals.

This guy's eyes exuded an ancient aura, like the eyes of a god, able to see through the illusions of the world; this seemed to be some kind of pupil technique.

Yan Ruoxue, who was fully focused on indulging in romantic fantasies, felt as if she had been seen through after Murong Huan stared at her with his eyes.

"Not good." Yan Ruoxue's pupils contracted.

But the next moment, Murong Huan's eyes widened.

"Pupil Technique: Dawn Breaker"

Two golden streaks of light shot out, like two bullets, piercing through Yan Ruoxue's body.

"Pfft!" Yan Ruoxue spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and at the same time, the Realm of Wind, Flowers, Snow and Moon began to shatter.

As for what was happening offstage, it seemed that neither of them was making any moves. Yan Ruoxue's clones were simply surrounding Murong Huan and playing music, while Murong Huan just stood there in a daze.

In fact, this battle took place in the mental world, because Yan Ruoxue's method was to pull people into an illusion to fight.

Not everyone could understand this scene, but Ye Liuyun could, because she used her Myriad Flower Eyes to discover that although the two people seemed not to be moving, the power in their bodies had begun to boil.

"A battle in the spiritual realm?" Ye Liuyun muttered to himself.

However, just as she was muttering to herself, Yan Ruoxue's clones that were surrounding Murong Huan shattered and turned into energy. Yan Ruoxue's main body also spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fainted on the ground with an expression of unwillingness.

"Junior Sister Yan!" The disciple from Ziyun Peak was startled.

Murong Huan slightly opened her eyes, golden light flowing through them before gradually dissipating. Judging from her expression, she seemed to have expended some energy, but she certainly hadn't used her full strength.

It can only be said that even if Yan Ruoxue tries her best, she can only exchange blows with Murong Huan at most, and it is still impossible for her to win.

"This? Sigh!" The audience sighed repeatedly. The outcome was already decided. It would be a miracle if one could win against the sect's chief disciple by fighting desperately.

Chapter 315 The Great Pyroblast (4000 words)

The peak master of Ziyun Peak arrived at the scene immediately and checked on Yan Ruoxue's condition. Upon seeing her, her expression changed drastically.

It was clear that Yan Ruoxue's injuries were quite serious.

"Murong Huan, you actually used the 'Thousand-Year Eye' to pierce through Ruoxue's soul?" The Purple Cloud Peak Master was furious, and a surge of anger began to brew in his eyes. Then, a terrifying pressure, like a giant hand, descended upon Murong Huan.

Murong Huan's expression changed drastically, and with a thud, he was forced to kneel down, unable to get up.

"Uncle-Master, please calm down and let me explain," Murong Huan said with difficulty.

"Senior Sister Yao, calm down," the referee quickly advised.

This sudden turn of events startled the disciples outside the arena. The fact that the Purple Cloud Peak Master was so angry that she attacked a junior showed just how furious she was.

Fortunately, Elder Qin appeared in front of Murong Huan immediately and with a wave of his hand, easily eliminated the pressure from the Purple Cloud Peak Master's Divine Soul Realm aura.

After the pressure on Murong Huan disappeared, he immediately lay on the ground and began to breathe heavily.

"Qingyin, what are you doing? A powerful expert at the Divine Soul Realm, attacking the sect's chief disciple, isn't that beneath your dignity?" Elder Qin said with great displeasure.

The Purple Cloud Peak Master has now changed her name to Yao Qingyin.

"Elder, Murong Huan used the Thousand-Year Eye on my disciple, piercing her soul. How can you expect me not to be angry?" Peak Master Ziyun asked angrily.

Elder Qin was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that this was indeed too heavy-handed. It almost took someone's life, and the method was difficult to stop. Even if the other person was killed, it could probably only be said that it was an accident.

She then turned to look at Murong Huan, as if to ask him how he would explain.

Upon seeing Elder Qin's expression, Murong Huan immediately began to explain.

"Elder, it's not that I insisted on using such methods to attack Junior Sister Yan, but Junior Sister Yan's desperate fighting style made it difficult for me to guarantee that I wouldn't get injured using ordinary methods. For the sake of the battle to come, I had no choice but to use the Thousand-Year Eye to break her Wind, Flower, Snow, and Moon Realm," Murong Huan explained.

What kind of ability is this Thousand-Year Eye? It is a kind of innate supernatural power, not some kind of pupil technique or secret method. This thing is as rare as a special physique, and its rarity may be even greater than that of an ordinary physique.

Murong Huan secured his position as the chief disciple of the Yun Sect thanks to his pair of pupils, which had many benefits, including the ability to see through illusions and detect invisibility.

Techniques like eye magic generally have some effect in countering illusion magic.

After thinking about it for a while, Elder Qin felt that what Murong Huan said made sense.

“There’s nothing wrong with that. Qingyin was just being reckless. She risked her life without considering the consequences, so Murong Huan naturally needs to go all out as well. Isn’t this the result she wanted?” Elder Qin reminded him.