Today was the day for the Hundred Beasts Festival. The sect would invite the important figures in the western region to come and watch.
On one hand, the so-called Hundred Beasts Festival was to display the Demon Beast Sect's strength so they could recruit outstanding disciple into the sect.
On the other hand, it was a method to select outstanding disciple inside the sect and train them specially to become a pillar for the sect in the future.
For the sect disciples, it was a grand event.
Everytime it was held, almost all the inner and outer disciples of the sect with some strength would attend.
It was also a great chance to gain the elder's favor and become their personal disciples.
If they could become the personal disciples of the sect elders, they would have more resources and achieve much higher levels in the future.
One had to know that the lowest level of the elders in the sect were at the late stage of Divine Transformation Realm.
People who could be a sect master in the 1st tier sect could only become an elder inside the Holy Sect.
The higher your cultivation level, the more you need more resources. It can be seen how big the gap of resources between the sect levels.
In the cultivation world, having a good background is as important as talent.
After all, who didn't want to become stronger and fly freely all over the world?
For that reason, the Hundred Beasts Festival would attract many discjples, especially the outer sect disciple because this was the only chance they could change their miserable fate and soar into the sky.
They hoped the elders would take a liking on them and accept them as their disciples.
Of course, most of the time, the elders would only select from the inner sect disciples.
Even if there is only a slight chance, it was enough to make these disciples excited and throw their lives away.
At this moment, the outer sect disciples were waiting eagerly for the Hundred Beasts Festival to start.
In the corner, Mo Fan was being surrounded by some people.
"Hey, Trash, what are you doing here?"
A man with rough voice shouted.
"Are you thinking of joining the fun? With your trash cultivation level?"
"Mo Fan, if you want to get beaten up we can help you right now"
"Hahaha! That's right! We will be gentle so you don't have to get killed in the competition"
The surrounding people began to laugh as they mocked Mo Fan. Judging from their clothes, one could see that they were outer sect disciples as well.
Mo Fan kept silent while closing his eyes. He treated the surrounding people like air.
None of their words could cause a ripple in his mind.
"Hey, you trash, are you deaf!?"
The man who was leading the group to bully Mo Fan shouted.
Mo Fan reaction annoyed him. It was as if he was treated like air by a trash.
"You dare to ignore me? Trash, I will teach you a lesson!"
The man clenched his fist and threw a punch at him. Many people began to whisper and looked as if they were enjoying a show.
Sensing the incoming attack, Mo Fan finally opened his eyes.
A strong fist was flying quickly at him.
However, instead of being panicked or tried to dodge, Mo Fan raised his right hand and stopped it.
Mo Fan swung his hand gently and threw the man away.
"What!?"
The man exclaimed. Usually, Mo fan would try to dodge. However, this time he directly block his attack and even threw him so hard.
"What happened?"
They whispered.
"You trash, dare to hit back!?"
The man shouted angrily.
Before giving the man any more chance, Mo Fan charged at him quickly. He kicked the man on the stomach followed by a punch to his face.
With just two strikes, the man was sent flying.
"If you provoke me again, I can't guarantee your life"
Mo Fan left after saying so.
"What happened? Is this really the trash, Mo Fan?"
"Did he eat some treasures to become this strong?"
The surrounding disciples were stunned with disbelief by the sudden turns of event. Usually, Mo Fan would try to dodge and get beaten up senseless.
Among the crowd, a girl was watching the unfolding scene with surprised look. Her eyes were lit up as she stared at Mo Fan's back.
At this moment, several black-robed elders were following the sect master and arrived at the arena.
The once in three years Hundred Beasts Festival was about to begin.
...
Demon Beast Sect's martial arts practice field.
The higher-ups of the sect arrived one by one. Each of them caused a commotion among the disciples.
Especially the figure in white robe that floated next to the sect master attracted their attention.
"Look! Who is that?"
A disciple pointed his finger at Gu Xuanyu and shouted.
"Grass! He is so handsome it almost blind my eyes!"
"Is he a disciple of the sect master?"
"What a handsome man. I think I'm falling in love"
A female disciple was charmed.
"I think he just looked at my direction! You girls, don't compete with me if you cherish our friendships!"
As they whispered around, many female disciples were looking at Gu Xuanyi with hot gaze.
Gu Xianyu didn't know his casual glance made the female disciples almost went crazy.
Well, even if he know, he wouldn't care at all.
Some people were displeased because Gu Xuanyi stole their limelight. However, they didn't dare to speak out because they were afraid of offending the sect master.
None of the senior disciples recognized him as well. However, they know about the sect master's temper so they only watched curiously and kept quiet.
"Be quiet!"
One of the elder shouted.
The elder knew about Gu Xuanyu's identity, so he was afraid the disciples remarks would offend him. The sect must not make this Ascension Realm senior displeased at all cost.
Soon, the bustling place became quite.
"The Hundred Beasts Festival is official began!"
The sound of bell resounded, marking the start of the competition.
...
I sat quitely next to Yang Zhangtian.
I took a quick glance before and saw something interesting.
"Not bad"
There were some disciple with spirit physiques. In the entire Desolate Continent, the numbers of people with special physique is quite rare. However, there were some people in this sect who have them. There was even an Earth-grade physique.
I guess this sect was quite good. Unlike the Immortal World where you can meet ancient physique just by walking around, meeting with someone with spirit physique was a rare chance here.
Even Yang Zhangtian, as the sect master only have spirit physique.
Of course, they were nothing for me who had even fought against the Supreme Void Physique ranked in the top 3 back in Immortal World.
Although it ended with a draw even after I burned my blood energy and even used a fragment of the Emperor weapon.
It was a fight that was initiated by my ego. Back then, I was blinded by my status as the son of an Immortal Emperor and challenged people all over the world.
Thanks to that experience, my arrogance was grinded to dust bit by bit. As the saying goes, The arrogance of the youth and the wisdom of the old.
It might sounds pathetic, but it gave me the right to boast of fighting one of the strongest physique and lived to tell the tales. People who fought against her afterwards all died without exception after all.
The last time I heard about her was when she became an Immortal Emperor.
So, there is no physique that could surprise or interest me anymore.
The thing that interest me earlier was a young man who seemed to have average talent.
However, there was Qi of Fortune and Destiny Aura above him. It was only the size of a nail. Nonetheless, it kept growing at slow rate.
This young man was definitely the son of luck. Probably the protagonist of this world.
I didn't notice it before because I filtered out everyone under Nascent Soul Realm when I used my divine sense to scan this sect.
What would people usually do when they meet someone with a protagonist template?
Be his licking dog? Or fool him as his master?
Nah, only idiots would do such a thing.
Became his licking dog? I'm still a True Immortal that could destroyed this mortal world. Let alone just a mere young protagonist.
Fool him and throw him into my pirate ship? And then got dragged into all kind of trouble and probably got kidnapped or killed to make his story progress? No thank you.
The right way was to ignore him and only be an observer from the side.
I met a lot of son of luck who fits the protagonist templates back in Immortal Seed wars. Most of them died and became a stepping stone for other people.
Son of luck worth nothing if they died.
Just like my eldest brother. He was a genius who reached the Exalted Realm in three thousand years. Only one step away from reaching the Immortal Emperor Realm. He was expected to became an Immortal Emperor under ten thousand years breaking the existing record and was expected to lead the Ancient Sanctuary to became the number one in Immortal World.
In the end, he died leaving a beautiful widow behind. The cause of death? Assassinated when undergoing the Emperor Tribulation. His body and soul vanished leaving no chance for reincarnation.
Luck and misfortune were two sides of a coin. The greater the luck the greater the misfortune they would face. Only those who managed to survive their misfortune could enjoy the blessing of luck and destiny.
This accident was the one who made me think that stories and reality were completely different. It was also one of the triggers that made me gradually lost my drive to compete in Immortal World.
"How unfortunate"
I whispered softly.
"What's wrong senior?"
Yang Zhangtian asked.
"I just used divination and have two news for you. One bad news and one good news. Let's start with the good news first. In here, there is a young man who have the potential to stand at the peak of this world and even ascend into the higher realm. The bad news is you might never be able to see it. Or even worse, the sect might gone in the process"
I explained.
Yang Zhangtian fell into silence and stared at the disciples in the training field.
"Is there any solutions, senior?"
Yang Zhangtian said with hopeful eyes.
"It all depend on your choice. If you offend him, then your fate is sealed. Even if you befriend him, the chance of you dying is also quite high. But, if you survives unimaginable fortune awaits you"
"Can you tell me his identity?"
"The secrets of the heaven cannot be revealed. I have given you enough informations. Any more and the heaven will send out heavenly punishment"
I said mysteriously.
Of course, what I said was utter bullshit. But I didn't lie to him either about the two news. As for divination? it was a technique called I Know The Routine. It was something I possessed as an earthling. I mean, those kind of cliché happens all the time in cultivation stories after all.