14 The Young Qilin Ranking

Mo Qingkuang did not know what would happen next. Since his tracks had been suspected, he could only gather flowers as quickly as possible to achieve his goal.

Then, he would enter the main hall and fish in troubled waters!

When Mo Qingkuang entered the main hall, he was shocked by the scene he met there.

A battle of over two hundred people? Shouts of killing and screams of pain rang out endlessly.

He stood at the entrance of the hall and looked over.

The main hall was about an area of land, and nearly a hundred stone pillars supported the entire roof of the palace.

The stone pillars were carved with many lifelike flower patterns. What surprised Mo Qingkuang was that the material of the stone pillar seemed to be quite unusual. With so many people fighting fiercely, there were many casualties, but it still did not suffer any damage. In fact, the stone pillar was not even stained with blood.

There were many stone tables in the hall. There were dozens of them. There was a small stone box on each of these stone tablets. Some of them had already been opened, while others were still protected by red restrictions and had not been opened.

"These are the secret treasures left behind by King Nian Hua," Mo Fan whispered.

"Ancestor, many restrictions have been broken. There are more monks than meat," Mo Qingkuang said.

There were more than two hundred people in the hall, and the fight was evenly distributed among five groups. Moreover, there seemed to be people with high strength who wanted to take more.

Therefore, it was only natural for the scene to be so intense.

In the center of the hall, a handsome middle-aged man sat on a throne made entirely of flowers.

He didn't know what kind of secret technique it was, but the throne of fresh flowers didn't wither even after so many years. It was still beautiful and full of vitality.

King Nian Hua's body didn't rot at all after such a long time, as if it was still alive.

"Friend, did you just arrived?" Just as he was thinking about it, a voice came from beside him.

"You are…" Mo Qingkuang turned his head and saw a youth around the age of eighteen standing beside him. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked very righteous.

"I am a disciple of the Great Flag Sect, Zhong Nian. May I know which sect you are from?" Zhong Nian cupped his fists.

"I belong to no sect. Just an unaffiliated villager." Mo Qingkuang said casually as he discreetly sized him up.

"Haha, as a rogue cultivator, you dare to get involved in this muddy water. Well, I can tell that you are quite confident in your own strength," Seeing that he didn't get the answer he wanted, Zhong Nian wasn't annoyed. He still smiled and carried the conversation.

"The battle in the hall looks very intense. Since everyone is here for the treasure hunt, why isn't Brother Zhong participating in the fight?" Mo Qingkuang asked.

Zhong Nian smiled embarrassedly, "Friend, you don't know. My Big Flag Sect is only a small clan. We know we don't have the strength to fight for such an opportunity. It's better not to humiliate ourselves."

"Since you don't want to fight, why did you come?"

"Haha!" Zhong Nian laughed proudly, "My sect has always lived on intelligence. There is a saying in the Tianxuan Kingdom, do you know it?"

"What saying?"

"Once the flag arrives, the truth will be revealed."

Zhong Nian smiled, "My sect has never participated in disputes. We are content with selling intelligence. The Flower King Mausoleum was such a big event, so there would definitely be something interesting."

"I only need to know how the battle is going and how the elites have benefited. Then I can report my mission."

"Look, the two people fighting at the stone table near the throne."

Mo Qingkuang looked over and saw two figures, one green, and one white. The person wearing a green robe was a handsome young master from a wealthy family. His fist was flashing with yellow light. He was obviously a Martial Master.

The white figure was a woman with a slender figure. She wore a white dress and a veil over her face. Her eyes were bright and lively, but her attacks were cold and decisive. Her wind-infused palm was wrapped with a blue glow, also a sign of a Martial Master's cultivation.

"That youth is Song Qian of the Song Clan of Celesouth City. His strength is at the second-grade Martial Master level. His Innate Ability was between Earth-Grade and Heaven-Grade, and he is the number one disciple among the new disciples of the Origin Sword Sect!" Zhong Nian laughed.

"He was chosen by the elders of the Origin Sword Sect during the disciple recruitment competition and was accepted as a personal disciple long ago. Due to his constitution being slightly unrefined, he was bestowed with the Earth-Grade cultivation technique, Earth Vein Mantra. His strength has greatly improved and he is currently ranked 67th on the Young Qilin Ranking."

So that was Song Qian. He was indeed very strong, and his talent was even better than his.

"The woman in the white dress is also an incredible figure. She is Han Yan'er, the Ninth Princess of the Central Prefecture's Imperial Clan. She is 18 years old and a first-grade martial master. It is said that she also has an Earth-Grade Innate Ability and cultivates the Imperial Clan's secret manual, the Ice Emperor technique. She is ranked 81st on the Young Qilin Ranking."

"So it's a competition between the Imperial Clan and the Origin Sword Sect. However, from the looks of it, the Imperial Clan's strength is not enough to fight against the Origin Sword Sect. The Ninth Princess is gradually falling into a disadvantage," Mo Qingkuang muttered to himself as he watched the two of them fight.

"Oh right, what is this Young Qilin Ranking of yours?" He asked Zhong Nian.

Hearing this, Zhong Nian pretended to cough a few times and cleared his throat. "The Young Qilin Ranking is a ranking that my Great Flag Sect has set up for young geniuses under the age of twenty in the Tianxuan Kingdom. There is also the Hidden Dragon Ranking, the Grandmaster ranking, etc."

"The Hidden Dragon Rankings are for young geniuses below the age of 30. One must know that Song Qian and the Ninth Princess were able to enter the Young Qilin Ranking at the age of sixteen and seventeen respectively. Their talent was evident. Generally speaking, the Young Qilin Ranking is basically for disciples who had entered the sect after a few years."

"Oh? Was Lin Yang on the rankings in Celesouth City?" Mo Qingkuang could not help but ask. He was eager to know Lin Yang's status among the younger generation of Tianxuan.

"Lin Yang? Legend has it that his Heaven Grade Innate Ability was a fire attribute physique. When he was young, he entered the rank within a year. Later on, for unknown reasons, his cultivation stagnated and he could not advance even an inch for ten years. He suddenly rose up recently and broke through Grade Eight in three months. He is now a peak Martial Artist. His cultivation method is unknown. The most recent time, he had defeated Mo Qingkuang, a pseudo-Martial Master, at the disciple recruitment competition in Celesouth City. Due to the lack of battle achievements and the huge ups and downs, he was temporarily ranked 99th on the Young Qilin Ranking."

"Ninety-nine? Then what about Mo Qingkuang?" Mo Qingkuang couldn't help but ask about himself.

"Friend, my sect makes a living by selling information. What I said just now is a gift. If you want to ask for more..." Zhong Nian rubbed his index finger and middle finger together, a knowing expression on his face.

'F*ck! He's asking me to pay?'

Mo Qingkuang was speechless, but out of curiosity, he took out a silver ingot and threw it to Zhong Nian.

Zhong Nian took it happily and took a bite. He then said with a smile, "Thank you very much! Mo Qingkuang had consumed a forbidden drug and was defeated by Lin Yang. His meridians had been destroyed, and news of his death had spread today. Before his death, he was defeated by the hands of rank ninety-nine Lin Yang. The Young Qilin Ranking only recorded the top 100, so Mo Qingkuang was not on the list."

"What!" Mo Qingkuang was driven mad, wishing he could strangle the guy in front of him.

Five taels of silver in exchange for a spot that was not on the leaderboard? The information he got was all about him losing face? He was invincible in Celesouth City back then, yet everyone only knew of his failures?

Seeing Mo Qingkuang fiercely glaring at him, Zhong Nian's heart trembled and he smiled apologetically, "Are you old friends with Mo Qingkuang?"

'Old friends? I am him!'

"It's not old!" Mo Qingkuang grunted in annoyance. He was already "dead" now, so he couldn't expose himself and bring unnecessary trouble!