My Immortal Cultivation Game Life

Wu Qingfeng spoke some encouraging words and then announced that the competition was about to begin.

The Foundation Establishment minor competition was quite similar to the major competition Lu Yi had participated in at the Outer Sect, with the top thousand disciples competing in pairs determined by a draw, purely based on luck.

Lu Yi wasn't particularly lucky, as his first opponent was a Foundation Establishment Ninth Layer senior brother named Li Feng.

Li Feng was handsome, with a gentle smile on his face, but when he climbed up the platform and saw Lu Yi approaching, the smile on his face slowly faded.

Seeing Li Feng with a despondent look, Lu Yi chuckled, "Senior Brother Li Feng, please enlighten me."

Li Feng managed a grimace, uglier than crying as he said, "…Junior Brother, you're too polite. I acknowledge I'm far less skilled than you, I concede."

Neither the disciples below nor the cultivators watching from the sky were surprised.

Wu Qingfeng and several elders watching Li Feng leave the platform were discussing among themselves.

"Li Feng is really unlucky."

"Indeed a pity, he's definitely among the top ten in our Crimson Flow Peak Foundation Establishment disciples, yet he met Lu Yi in the first round."

"Luck is also part of strength. The East Forest Ruins aren't just about opportunities; with bad luck, it might not take long before one loses their life," Wu Qingfeng said indifferently.

"The Sect Leader is right," someone agreed.

"Indeed, fortune is also an important factor."

"..."

The minor competition proceeded quickly, and the top hundred ranks were selected after a few rounds.

Each time Lu Yi met an opponent who recognized him, their faces fell.

There was nothing to be done, as in their view, the strength Lu Yi demonstrated in the Trial Tower was simply invincible.

One by one, they all conceded directly.

To Lu Yi, this was no surprise; for him, participating in the minor competition was merely a formality.

What surprised Lu Yi was that Senior Brother Jiang Fan had also made it into the top hundred. Experience more content on empire

The disciples in the top hundred were generally above Foundation Establishment Eighth Layer, so Jiang Fan at the Third Layer stood out quite a bit.

Of course, Lu Yi was an exception.

Lu Yi had watched Jiang Fan's matches and found that he had mastered a rather impressive Golden Core Skill, which was powerful, washing over his opponents like a torrential wave, pushing them out of the competition.

Lu Yi inwardly admired, "As expected of someone with an Acquired Water Spirit Body, his strength is commendable."

Just then, something occurred to Lu Yi, and he muttered to himself, "I must defeat Senior Brother Jiang Fan."

[Task]

Defeat Jiang Fan

Reward: A trace of Water Intent, 1 drop of Myriad Spirit Dew.

Accept: Yes/No

Lu Yi's eyes lit up, feeling exhilarated.

It had been a while since he last sparred with Senior Brother Jiang Fan, as there hadn't been any tasks issued; the rewards for defeating Senior Brother Jiang Fan previously were too low, so Lu Yi had been too lazy to issue any tasks.

Who would have thought that after awakening an Acquired Water Spirit Body and breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, Senior Brother Jiang Fan now came with a worthy reward?

Excellent!

Each drop of Myriad Spirit Dew was better than the rewards from his Junior Sister.

Not only that, there was also a reward of the Water Intent.

If he comprehended the Water Intent, Lu Yi would have mastered three Intents.

It seemed, he should find time to have a good sparring session with Senior Brother Jiang Fan.

By the way, he still had a drop of Spiritual Liquid, and since he didn't need it anymore, perhaps it would be a good gift for Senior Brother Jiang Fan after returning from the East Forest Ruins.

With Senior Brother Jiang Fan becoming stronger, his own practice tasks could yield better rewards.

After defeating his opponent, Jiang Fan returned to Lu Yi's side. Seeing Lu Yi watching him, he was puzzled and asked, "Junior Brother Lu, what's the matter?"

Lu Yi smiled, "I'm just amazed at how much stronger you've become since we last met, Senior Brother Jiang Fan."

Jiang Fan laughed, "Junior Brother's words seem almost to jest at me. My improvement is minor compared to yours, barely worth mentioning."

Lu Yi smiled, "That's not true; everyone has their strengths. Your technique truly impressed me, Senior Brother; perhaps we could spar when you're free."

Hearing this, Jiang Fan's eyes brightened, and he smiled, "If so, that would be wonderful."

He too naturally wanted to spar with Lu Yi. After all, Lu Yi's talent and strength were obvious, and sparring with him would be greatly beneficial.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Previously he felt his strength was far inferior to Lu Yi's, and he couldn't bring himself to suggest a spar, but now that Lu Yi brought it up, Jiang Fan had no reason to refuse.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but admire, "Junior Brother Lu is really too kind. Does he wish to help me improve?"

Jiang Fan felt deeply moved, considering Junior Brother Lu's kindness monumental.

The major competition continued, and after the top hundred, the matches became even fiercer.

Even the cultivators at Foundation Establishment Peak found themselves struggling.

However, for a chance at the East Forest Ruins, they knew they had to fight, regardless of knowing they might be outmatched, making the battles even more intense.

Although Jiang Fan had refined his Golden Core Skill to a profound degree, he also began to face increasing dangers.

Just when Lu Yi was considering whether to help him, Jiang Fan unexpectedly produced an incredibly powerful Magic Artifact, a somewhat worn white bottle containing a vast amount of Mystic Water that, under Jiang Fan's control, could be used defensively or offensively, proving quite formidable.

Even practitioners at the Foundation Establishment Peak were unable to break through the Mystic Water's defense.

This attracted quite a bit of attention.

Lu Yi scanned it and almost transformed with his spiritual power sensation, feeling the immense power within the bottle, likely threatening even to low-level Golden Core cultivators.

This was indeed a Top-grade Magic Artifact, possibly approaching the power of a Low Grade Treasure.

Lu Yi thought it odd; this must be Senior Brother Jiang Fan's fortune at play.

True to his name, which included 'Fan,' he really was lucky.

Though the artifact seemed slightly damaged, if repaired, it might become even stronger.

While Jiang Fan struggled to use the artifact due to his lower cultivation, he still managed to break into the top twenty.

Finally, the top twenty were decided; Lu Yi and Jiang Fan were among them, alongside five other cultivators at Foundation Establishment Peak, with the rest all at the Ninth Layer.

From the beginning to the end of the minor competition, Lu Yi hadn't lifted a hand once; he almost doubted whether he was there to watch rather than compete, feeling somewhat helpless.

As the minor competition concluded, Wu Qingfeng landed on the platform, swept his gaze over the twenty contestants, and spoke indifferently, "Those entering the East Forest Ruins are the twenty of you. Go back and prepare; we set off in a week."