Emperor Yi preached and set tests. Only practitioners who could pass the tests were qualified to sit on the meditation cushion. It was shameful that Master Yu in front of him actually threatened others!
Although they were somewhat disgusted by Master Yu's behavior, the eight high-level Martial Kings present did not say a word, and no one stood up for Yang Qi.
A Seven-Star Martial King who can casually take out a Taoist weapon in exchange for a position on a meditation cushion, no matter his own strength or the possible cultivation forces behind him, even high-level Martial King practitioners would not want to offend him.
"Yeah?"
Yang Qi glanced at Master Yu, smiled calmly and said, "If you have the ability, just take my place."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Qi had already sat down on the ninth empty cushion. Instantly, a light green light flashed on the cushion. Before the cultivator took the initiative to leave the cushion, the second cultivator could not get close.
"you… "
Seeing that Yang Qi not only completely ignored his threats but also sat directly in the only seat, Lord Yu's face suddenly became extremely gloomy and he sneered, "You are dead!"
As the most dazzling genius among his peers in the Yu family, and highly valued by the family's martial king, when had Master Yu ever been treated like this? Even a cultivator like Wei Yuan, who was known as a genius of his generation, could only endure it in front of him. A four-star martial king in front of him actually dared to ignore him, and Master Yu's anger was imaginable.
However, although Master Yu was angry, he did not dare to take action here. Not to mention him, even the practitioners in the Martial Emperor Realm did not dare to take action here. Emperor Yi's preaching represented the face of the Daluo Sect. Making trouble in the Tianluo Dojo was a provocation to Emperor Yi, to the Tianluo Martial Emperor, and to the entire Daluo Sect!
Although the Yu family has more than one Martial Emperor, their strength is only five-star Martial Emperor, which is far inferior to the peak Martial Emperor like Emperor Yi. No matter how arrogant Master Yu is, he has to bow his head in front of Emperor Yi and Daluo Sect!
Seeing this, the burly middle-aged man on the mat not far from Yang Qi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "This boy is acting on impulse."
The value of the Taoist soldiers is no less than the seat on the cushion, and Master Yu’s background is obviously not simple. It is not a good thing to offend such a practitioner for the sake of momentary emotion.
Several other high-level martial kings also shook their heads secretly, but this matter did not have much to do with them, so they did not pay too much attention to it. Master Yu also found a seat near the stone platform and sat down.
As time passed, other practitioners also arrived quickly. The test left by Emperor Yi was mainly aimed at the location of the nine martial arts cushions. Now that the location of the enlightenment cushions was determined, the difficulty of the test for other practitioners was greatly reduced. Before the sermon began, they didn't even need any test and could come directly to the dojo.
"Finally it came out."
Wei Yuan looked at the densely packed practitioners in the dojo, with a helpless look on his face. He had originally held out some hope for the nine enlightenment cushions, but now it seemed that there were nearly a thousand practitioners ahead of him, far from being able to get that opportunity.
"I don't know if Brother Yang is here?"
While rushing towards the Taoist temple, Wei Yuan searched for Yang Qi among the practitioners. However, as more and more practitioners arrived, he was unable to find Yang Qi among so many practitioners. The Taoist temple could not transmit messages, so he was unable to contact Yang Qi.
"Eh~"
Suddenly, Wei Yuan's expression changed, and his eyes fell on Master Yu who was approaching the stone platform.
“He didn’t get a seat on the enlightenment cushion.”
A gleam of brilliance flashed in Wei Yuan's eyes. The strength of the Yu family was already strong enough. If Master Yu got another chance, his chance of entering the Martial Emperor realm would definitely increase greatly.
If the power of the Yu family grows stronger, it will not be a good thing for other members of the alliance. Moreover, Wei Yuan himself and Master Yu do not get along well. Now that Master Yu has not been able to get the position of the Enlightenment Cushion, he is naturally happy to see it happen.
“However, considering his position close to the stone platform, I’m afraid his speed in arriving at the dojo can rank among the top 50,” Wei Yuan muttered to himself.
Although Master Yu ultimately failed to obtain a seat on the enlightenment cushion and get the opportunity, the other party was able to get so close to the stone platform and must have arrived early, leaving him far behind.
Wei Yuan and Master Yu were known as peers, and they were in the same alliance, so practitioners often compared the two. Although Wei Yuan knew that his talent potential was somewhat different from Master Yu's, he had thought about surpassing Master Yu one day. But now it seemed that the gap between him and Master Yu was even greater than he expected, and it was too difficult to surpass him in cultivation and strength.
Withdrawing his gaze, Wei Yuan quickly found an open space and sat down, quietly waiting for Emperor Yi to begin his sermon.
"Brother Wei!"
Not long after Wei Yuan sat down, a familiar voice came from not far away. It was the King Wu named Lin who had traveled with him before. He also came to the Taoist temple at this time.
“Brother Lin!”
Seeing an acquaintance coming, Wei Yuan's face was filled with a smile.
Because of the test left by Emperor Yi, the practitioners arrived at different speeds, and practitioners who came together were often separated, so the chance of meeting someone familiar was slim.
"Luckily I saw you, otherwise I would have to sit somewhere else."
King Wu Lin smiled slightly, then came to the open space next to Wei Yuan and sat down.
"Brother Lin, have you seen Brother Yang?" Wei Yuan asked.
Upon hearing this, King Wu surnamed Lin said uncertainly, "I think I saw it."
After these words were spoken, Wei Yuan couldn't help but look at the Martial King Lin with some confusion. Although messages could not be transmitted from the Taoist temple, with the eyesight of a Martial King, if he saw an acquaintance, he would definitely not make a mistake.
"I just passed by there and seemed to see a practitioner with a silhouette similar to Brother Yang sitting on the meditation cushion, but I'm not sure if it was Brother Yang." King Wu Lin hurriedly explained.
When he arrived, there were already thousands of practitioners in the square, and there were even more practitioners behind him. With so many practitioners, he really couldn't believe that Yang Qi could arrive at the dojo in the first nine, so even though the back looked a bit like Yang Qi, he still couldn't confirm it.
After hearing the explanation of King Lin, Wei Yuan fell silent. Not to mention King Lin himself, even when he heard King Lin say that Yang Qi was sitting on the meditation cushion, he still couldn't believe it.
Although Wei Yuan had previously speculated that Yang Qi had a hope of grabbing the seat on the enlightenment cushion, that was just speculation. Especially after he arrived and found that there were hundreds of practitioners before him, he understood even more how difficult it was to sit on the enlightenment cushion.
Can Yang Qi really get it
Wei Yuan also couldn't believe it in his heart. Maybe it was just a similarity in body shape! (To be continued)