When Jiang Yixue defeated Luo Feng, Yue Zhuoqun felt a sudden pain in his heart, as if not only the scimitar but also his heart meridian was pierced.
Taoist Master Chongxu and Zen Master Zhikong trembled at the same time, as if they were collectively electrocuted.
It's so heartbreaking. Everyone lost a Tianling Pill. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have gambled. It was all Mr. Mo Da's fault.
Although I secretly blamed Mr. Mo Da in my heart, I couldn't say it out loud. I had to accept the defeat. If I said it out loud, Mr. Mo Da would laugh at me instead.
Yue Zhuoqun had no choice but to vent his anger on Luo Feng, and couldn't help scolding him: "You stupid boy, I told you to stop, so you stopped. If you had taken the knife earlier, you would have been the champion."
Taoist Chongxu looked angry and said, "What a useless guy, pedantic, stupid, and hopeless."
"Amitabha, this boy's concentration is too poor. In front of the beauty, he can't be confident. He is deceived by the beauty and loses the game."
Du Zhong was unhappy when he heard Yue Zhuoqun and the others scolding Luo Feng. That was his disciple. "No matter how useless Luo Feng is, he is still the second in the Xuan level group. He is better than your disciples. You should take care of your own disciples first."
A teasing smile appeared on Mr. Mo Da's lips. He glanced at Yue Zhuoqun and the other two with contempt, then left the podium with his granddaughter Mo Lingshan.
I knew that these three guys were greedy and stupid and would never bet on Jiang Yixiu to win. It seems that I still have a good eye for the right path.
Mr. Mo Da said, "Masters, I just came to Huashan this morning. I am tired from the journey and have been sitting here for most of the day. I am tired, so I will go back to the hotel to rest. Just tell my second brother about tomorrow's local competition. By the way, remember to give the Tianling Pill to my second brother. Dear granddaughter, accompany Grandpa back."
"Mr. Mo Da, can you..."
Yue Zhuoqun wanted to say something with a wry smile on his face, but Mr. Mo Da ignored him, pretended not to hear him, and walked away gradually. Yue Zhuoqun angrily slapped the table on the podium and cut off a corner of it.
Taoist Chongxu's face turned pale: "Master Yue, don't be angry. Let's wait until tomorrow's Earth Level Group Competition and find a chance to win back."
Zen Master Zhikong said helplessly: "Amitabha, this is the only way."
Du Zhong next to him sneered: "Who told you to be greedy and want to gamble with Mr. Mo Da and Ye Feng? You are still angry after losing the bet. You really lost both your money and your character."
Yue Zhuoqun was already depressed, and was scolded by Du Zhong. His face was so gloomy that water could almost be squeezed out of it.
As the fierce drumbeats sounded, everyone stopped chatting and turned their eyes to Elder Lu.
Elder Lu announced loudly: "Today's Xuan-level competition has come to a successful conclusion. Congratulations to Jiang Yixue from Yihua Palace for winning first place, Luo Feng from the official team for winning second place, and Ge Ming from Fangcun Mountain for winning third place. Now please invite the three award-winning ancient warriors to come on stage, and let the organizer of this competition, Master Yue of Taiyi Sect, present the awards to everyone."
The award ceremony music sounded, and two Taiyi Sect disciples came to the podium carrying a rosewood tray covered with a red cloth. The tray contained the prepared prizes.
When it came to the award ceremony, everyone on the top of Mount Huashan looked at Yue Zhuoqun.
Although he was depressed, in public, as the leader of a faction, Yue Zhuoqun had to force a smile and walked towards the podium with a beaming look on his face.
Jiang Yixue, Luo Feng and Ge Ming stood quietly on the podium, waiting for the award ceremony. Jiang Yixue and Luo Feng were smiling, excited and happy, but Ge Ming had a serious face and was not cheerful.
Yue Zhuoqun raised his little finger and picked up a small white porcelain pot from the tray. On it were carved the three words "Di Ling Dan" in a flamboyant manner.
The first one is an Earth Spirit Pill and a piece of Ten Thousand Year Old Cold Iron, which are very practical for Xuan-level ancient martial arts.
He handed the prize to Jiang Yixue, feeling filled with hatred in his heart. It was all your fault, you little girl. You caused me to lose a Tianling Pill. But he had to smile on his face.
"Jiang Yixue, congratulations on winning the first place in the Xuan-level ancient martial arts competition. I hope you can make good use of these prizes to greatly improve your strength, promote our ancient martial arts spirit, punish evil and promote good, and benefit the people."
"Thank you, Sect Master Yue. I will."
He picked up another Earth Spirit Pill from the tray and handed it to Luo Feng: "Congratulations on getting second place, work hard."
"Thank you, Sect Master Yue, for the prize."
Being able to obtain an Earth Spirit Pill means that he can successfully break through to the Earth level and his cultivation will leap to a higher level. Luo Feng was already very satisfied and happily took the Earth Spirit Pill in his hand.
The third place Ge Ming was a little annoyed. He was very envious when he saw Jiang Yixiu and Luo Feng getting the Earth Spirit Pill.
Although Fangcun Mountain is rich in resources, there are also many disciples. If you want to obtain the Earth Spirit Pill, you must pass layers of assessment and screening. You cannot fail to meet the standards. The whole process will take at least three to five years.
After the award ceremony, Elder Lu announced: "Today's competition has come to a successful conclusion. Tomorrow we will start the local level competition. Please verify the list of participants in the local level competition and gather at the back mountain square at 8 o'clock tomorrow."
The disciples of various sects who participated in the Ancient Martial Arts Competition left Huashan in twos and threes and returned to their hotels to prepare for tomorrow's local level group competition.
The summit of Mount Huashan, which had been crowded just a moment ago, suddenly became empty and deserted, with only the incense on the altar rising into the air.
On the way back to the hotel, Mo Lingshan quietly asked her grandfather: "Grandpa, how dare you bet that Jiang Yixue can win? She can't even hold her sword steady, are you so confident in her?"
Mr. Mo Da touched his granddaughter's hair kindly and said, "Silly girl, I don't know that girl either. How can I have any confidence in her? I have confidence in Ye Feng. If he dares to let his girlfriend participate in the competition, he must be sure to win. I am betting on Ye Feng, not Jiang Yixue."
Mo Lingshan pouted and muttered, "Humph, that bad guy, what's so good about him? He even bullied me."
"Shan'er, Grandpa has to make it clear to you. Don't provoke him in the future. Even Grandpa can't afford to provoke him, let alone you."
Although Mo Lingshan was spoiled by her grandfather and had a willful nature, she would listen to what her grandfather said as long as he spoke seriously. Seeing her grandfather's serious expression, although she was reluctant, she could only pout and nod in agreement.
Ye Feng was holding Jiang Yixue on his left and Jiang Yuxin on his right, with a huge group of beautiful women following behind him as they came down from Mount Hua, attracting envious and jealous looks from everyone.
Ye Feng looked at the time and said to everyone, "It's time for dinner. Do you want to go out with me for dinner, or go back to Huashan Hotel? There is a restaurant on the second floor of Huashan Hotel. They have already prepared the food and are waiting for us."
"The Earth Level Group competition will begin tomorrow morning. We, the disciples of Yihua Palace, should return to Huashan Hotel early to rest and prepare for tomorrow's competition."
(End of this chapter)