Blue Wind Ranking Tournament

The next day, Yun Wuji's group arrived at the Sword Discourse Arena of Heavenly Sword Villa.

The arena had one large central stage, three hundred meters in diameter, surrounded by thirty smaller circular stages, each about sixty meters wide. Typically used by the disciples for sparring, this arena also hosted the Blue Wind Ranking Tournament. Today, the seats surrounding the main stage were already packed with spectators. In front of each seat was a plaque marking the group that occupied it.

"Look! The Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace disciples!"

"Woah! Even with their faces covered, just their eyes show how beautiful they are!"

"Who are those two men with them?"

"Shh! Keep it down! My senior told me that the pressure yesterday was released by that guy."

"So strong?! Why'd he do that?"

"I heard the Villa Master stared at his wife for a few seconds, and he got pissed."

"Shit! Why didn't you say so earlier?!" The man who had been staring at the Frozen Cloud disciples cursed and quickly looked away.

The moment the Frozen Cloud disciples appeared, whispers filled the air. Yet, despite their curiosity, no one dared to keep their gaze on the female disciples for too long.

Because of a strange rumor, everyone was afraid of angering Yun Wuji.

Ling Yuefeng had been beaten just for glancing at a woman, and even his father got dragged into the mess.

Everyone present was far weaker than Ling Yuefeng, so none of them dared to provoke Yun Wuji.

Although the people in this world are a bit lacking in the brain department, once you hammer some truth into their heads, it tends to stick for a while.

The pressure from yesterday successfully cowed everyone, which prevented any cliché young master events from happening.

The funny thing was the Xiao sect; upon seeing Yun Wuji, their expressions were hilarious. They wanted to pay their respects but were also afraid of offending him. The sect master kept alternating between standing and sitting, hesitating on whether he should approach or not.

'What is this guy doing?' many sects wondered, looking at him in confusion.

"You overdid it yesterday," Chu Yuechan said, sitting behind the plaque that marked their sect's place.

Yun Wuji shrugged with a smirk and teased, "I'll be more careful next time, Your Highness ~"

Yesterday, he was only messing around when he said he wanted her to compensate him. He never expected her to actually go through with it, especially with her sister. As expected, life needs a little spice from time to time.

Chu Yuechan blushed at the memory of yesterday and pouted, "You only know how to tease me, hmph!"

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I'll protect you," Chu Yueli teased from Yun Wuji's left. Leaning against his shoulder, she whispered seductively, "I'll satisfy you with my body. Please, forgive Her Highness ~"

"Hehehe~ that depends on your performance," Yun Wuji chuckled sinisterly, placing his hand on her thigh.

"You two!" Chu Yuechan couldn't take it anymore and pinched Wuji's waist.

Yun Wuji hissed in pain and muttered under his breath, "Ouch! Why only me?!"

Cang Yue stood behind them, watching the trio with a quiet sigh. In her mind, she thought, 'It should've been me, not them!'

She also wanted to do some role play with her master other than the 'Overbearing Master and Clueless Maid' play or 'The Cold Head Maid and Abandoned Young Master' play.

'...' Mu Lingxue, Shui Wushuang, and Wu Xuexin lowered their heads and sat silently, pretending they didn't see or hear anything.

'Sigh, when can I grow older too?!' Xia Qingyue sighed, glancing at her figure.

Suddenly, a loud screeching of swords echoed through the air. Everyone instinctively looked up to see a hundred swords hovering about three hundred meters above them, dancing as if alive. The sharp sounds shattered the silence, and after circling for a few moments, the swords arranged themselves neatly above the main seat. A white-bearded elder emerged below them, cupping his fists as he addressed the crowd. "I am Elder Ling Wugou from the Sword Baptizing Pavilion of Heavenly Sword Villa. I'm glad to meet all the heroes and outstanding youths today. On behalf of our Villa, I thank you for attending the Blue Wind Ranking Tournament..."

After some pre-match briefings, Ling Wugou coughed and inadvertently glanced at the Frozen Cloud seats. "Now, let this old man declare the prize for this Ranking Tournament."

"Third place in the individual rankings will receive one 'Purple Striped Dragon Heart Pellet.' Second place will receive three drops of 'Purple Veined Marrow Quenching Fluid.' First place will receive a 'Purple Dragon Ascension Pellet.'"

"The rewards this time are generous compared to the previous tournament," hearing him, Mu Lingxue said. She was someone who participated in the previous competition and took third place.

"Yes, however, compared to the pills Guardian Wuji gave us, it is somewhat lacking," Shui Wushuang nodded in agreement and added. The resources Yun Wuji provided them were of much higher quality and quantity than these rewards.

"Hmm! Senior Yun Wuji is too good to us," Wu Xuexin nodded vigorously, glancing at him. Her face flushed red when their eyes met. Yun Wuji had stuffed them with pills, but she wished he would stuff them with something else.

Something long, thick, and hard...

Ling Wugou's declaration continued: "The top ten forces in the ranking tournament will qualify to explore the 'Heaven Basin Secret Realm' in teams after the tournament."

"The time has come. Now, this old man declares: this session of the Blue Wind Ranking Tournament officially begins!" Ling Wugou landed in the center of the Sword Discourse Arena, where a gigantic Profound Assessing Stone already stood in place.

"This session's Ranking Tournament includes a total of five hundred and thirteen sects and one thousand five hundred and thirty-five participating disciples. Participants must be aged between sixteen and twenty; those outside this range will be disqualified. We will begin the lot drawing. Each disciple must undergo an age and profound strength assessment before drawing their number. Now, those called by this old man, step forward for your assessments and lot drawing."

"Webnovel sect's Exyb, Ronin46, EnavoiG"

The three disciples called by Ling Wugou immediately stepped down from their seats and placed their palms on the Profound Assessing Stone one by one. Their ages were revealed as 20, 18, and 20, with profound strength ranks of Spirit Profound Realm rank 6, rank 3, and rank 5, respectively. After drawing their Ranking Tournament numbers, they returned to their seats.

"Heaven Exploding Faction' Siegfrid, KenTheSlayer, Solgalao"

...

"Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace's Mu Lingxue, Shui Wushuang, and Wu Xuexin!"

The moment the name "Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace" was announced, the entire audience fell silent once more.

Everyone's attention was on them.

Shui Wushuang was the first to place her palm on the Profound Assessing Stone. The stone glowed, and the result was revealed.

Shui Wushuang —— 17 years old —— Spirit Profound Realm level nine.

"..."

"Impossible!"

"Seventeen years old at the ninth level? The strongest in the Xiao sect and Heaven Burning Clan are also at the ninth level, but they're twenty!"

"Sigh! The Frozen Cloud is destined to dominate the empire. They have a powerful expert guarding them, and their younger generation is outstanding. It's only a matter of time before they take over."

In that instant, the audience fell silent for three full seconds. Then, suddenly, a wave of exclamations erupted. Both old and young members of the audience, including Xuanyuan Yufeng, sprang to their feet, staring at the results displayed by the Profound Assessing Stone with astonished expressions.

It is worth mentioning that didn't Ling Yuefeng preside over this tournament, under the guise of 'taking care of his injured father'; it is his wife who took this role this time.

Probably he was too ashamed or perhaps afraid.

She glanced at the Frozen Cloud's seat, her eyes fixated on Chu Yuechan. Gritting her teeth, she then turned her gaze to Yun Wuji, her expression a mix of emotions.

Following Shui Wushuang was Wu Xuexin.

Wu Xuexin — 17 years old — Spirit Profound Realm level nine.

"Another one!"

The commotion this time was mild; people had already expected this after Shui Wushuang's appearance.

Finally, it was Mu Lingxue's turn.

Mu Lingxue — 20 years old — Earth Profound Realm level two.

"Fuck!"

"I still remember she was only at the 5th level of Spirit Profound Realm in the last tournament. How did she improve so fast?!"

"Could it be because of that man?"

The audience had just calmed down from the previous shock when another wave of exclamations erupted.

Mu Lingxue slowly removed her hand from the Profound Assessing Stone and walked away, followed by Shui Wushuang and Wu Xuexin. They paid no mind to the noise surrounding them, which sounded like roaring tidal waves.

Many youngsters who were eager to show off in front of the ladies lowered their heads in shame; they felt too inferior to them.