Chapter 9: Sect Competition

PS= Changing writing style

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"Did you hear? The Sect Master brought in a boy without clothes into the sect."

"My friend at the gate told me the boy is quite handsome."

"Not only that, the Sect Master was wearing the boy's clothes."

"Wow."

"You're all outdated. Latest news is the Sect Master accepted the boy as a personal disciple. His name is Chen Mo."

"But the new disciple selection hasn't started yet. Isn't this against the rules?"

"Are you dumb? The Sect Master doesn't need to follow those rules."

"Seriously? From what I know, the Sect Master has only accepted one personal disciple in many years, Senior Sister Nalan. Can his talent match hers?"

"We'll know in a few days at the sect competition."

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Chen Mo was unaware of the stir his arrival had caused. After Yun Yun brought him to the sect and arranged a hall for him, she left hastily. Chen Mo enjoyed a relaxing bath, then changed into the Yunlan Sect's exclusive personal disciple robes, and opened the system menu.

Name: Chen Mo

Race: Human

Cultivation: One-Star Dou Shi

Luck Points: 40

Cultivation Method: Divine Elephant Suppression Force

Dou Techniques: Underworld God's Spear

Items: Concealment Technique, two Healing Talismans, four bottles of Companion Purple Crystal Source

Functions: Treasure Chest Lottery, Store, Plunder

Chen Mo unbuttoned his robe and looked down. The ten-centimeter-long wound on his chest was now completely healed. "This isn't a healing talisman; it's a divine talisman!" he exclaimed. He had used it before the bath, and now, the scar had disappeared entirely. "This system is amazing!"

Next, he decided to explore the system further. He clicked on the treasure chest lottery. The silver chest required 100 luck points, gold 1,000, platinum 10,000, and diamond a staggering 100,000. The king's chest had even more zeros.

Checking the probabilities, he saw that the silver chest had a one in ten thousand chance of dropping an item from the king's chest. Each higher tier doubled the chances. "But for someone with my luck, one in ten thousand is as good as zero," Chen Mo sighed, recalling a game from his previous life with similar odds. This system seemed less predatory, though.

As for earning luck points, Chen Mo only knew of two methods: completing tasks and killing magic beasts. Higher-ranked beasts gave more points.

The store was next. Unsurprisingly, he couldn't afford anything. He checked the prices: a Transformation Pill cost 7,000 points, and a bottle of Companion Purple Crystal Source was 3,000 points. "If only I could exchange these for luck points," he thought. Trying it out, he realized it didn't work.

"Well, I might as well use them for cultivation," he decided. "Who knows, I might even produce a purple flame and become an alchemist just by reading a manual."

As Chen Mo sank deeper into this illusion, believing he could soon hold a beauty in his arms, Yun Yun entered the room. He turned his gaze toward the disturbance.

"Sister Yun Yun," he greeted.

Dressed in a cyan gown that accentuated her graceful figure, Yun Yun looked stunning with her exquisite hairstyle and beautiful features. Except for the hair color, she was a perfect match for the Yun Yun in the anime. "Stunning," Chen Mo thought, feeling a deep possessiveness growing within him.

Yun Yun, noticing his reaction, felt secretly pleased. But she quickly put on a stern face, "In three days, there will be a sect competition. The council has decided you need to participate."

Chen Mo frowned slightly. "Is it because I'm a personal disciple?"

"Yes, but…" Yun Yun hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Yun Yun's hesitation, Chen Mo asked directly, "Is there another requirement?"

"Um," Yun Yun seemed troubled. "You need to rank in the top five among the inner sect disciples of the younger generation."

Originally, the council wanted Chen Mo to rank in the top three, but Yun Yun fought hard for the top five. After all, a personal disciple of the Sect Master is the face of Yunlan Sect. If he couldn't even make it to the top five, what qualifications did he have?

"Top five." Chen Mo was relieved. "I thought I had to get first place."

He wasn't being boastful. According to the novel, among the younger generation of Yunlan Sect, only Nalan Yanran had exceptional talent. Even including a few unmentioned geniuses, they wouldn't exceed a handful. Considering the timeline, Nalan Yanran should only be a few stars into Dou Shi.

Therefore, Chen Mo didn't think he would fall out of the top five.

"Ding, task issued. Please achieve first place in the sect competition. Success will randomly reward 100-3,000 luck points."

"Uh, fine, system, you win."

"Always giving me little surprises," Chen Mo muttered. His words, however, displeased Yun Yun. She had worked so hard for his sake. Yet he seemed dismissive, showing arrogance and contempt for the sect's disciples.

"You, wait to get beaten up." Yun Yun huffed, preparing to leave. But at the door, she hesitated and returned, placing a scroll on the table. "This is a mid-tier Xuan level thunder attribute Dou Technique. If you have any questions, come to me next door."

With that, she finally left.

"I think I upset her, but I really didn't mean to." Chen Mo sighed, approaching the table. He opened the scroll with lightning patterns.

"Thousand Thunder Art."

"Fully cultivated, it can summon heavenly thunder."

"With such grand claims, how is it only a Xuan level technique?"

Reading through the entire technique, Chen Mo couldn't help but scoff, "Seems like every world has its blowhards. The so-called Thousand Thunder Art is just one thunder technique. At full mastery, it can only summon one heavenly thunder, and that too by chance."

"If that's the case, those mountain-burning, sea-boiling techniques must be exaggerated as well."

Chen Mo decided to continue practicing Divine Elephant Suppression Force and consume the Companion Purple Crystal Source to awaken more elephant embryos.

Without delay, he focused his mind and began meditating, immersing himself in the first stage of Divine Elephant Suppression Force.

Soon, a current surrounded him, like a river, emitting rolling thunder sounds. Suddenly, just like in the Magic Beast Mountain Range, his body became a black hole, crazily absorbing the surrounding Dou Qi.