Chapter 19: Luck

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Number 25, step onto the stage!” Feng Tian’s voice rang out, jolting Lu Yi, who had been feeling drowsy. Finally, it was his turn.

Standing below and watching others fight had made him quite sleepy. He hoped for a stronger opponent, at least so he could perform some tasks and earn rewards.

Lu Yi soared into the air and arrived on the stage. The many disciples below were suddenly abuzz with excitement; they had finally seen Lu Yi step onto the stage.

As Lu Yi took the stage, another young man quickly followed suit.

Seeing this young man, Lu Yi was taken aback and then smiled. He said, “So, it’s Li Qi, what a coincidence!”

The young man was none other than the bystander who had been pushed off the platform by Wang Xinqi on White Sun Peak before. He had been completely innocent and had a pitiful look, which had left an impression on Lu Yi.

Li Qi’s expression was somewhat ugly. He looked at Lu Yi, his mouth twitching, and he almost gritted his teeth as he forced out a smile, “Lu Yi, what a coincidence…”

‘Oh Heavens. Why am I so unlucky? It was only the first round! Yet I ended up facing the monster, Lu Yi?! With my strength, I was practically guaranteed a spot in the top one thousand!’ Li Qi thought as he was on the verge of tears.

Feng Tian glanced at Lu Yi and Li Qi, then calmly announced, “The match begins.”

Lu Yi smiled faintly and said, “Li Qi, please.”

Lu Yi felt a bit sorry for Li Qi. Although he could not accept tasks, he still made up his mind to help Li Qi cultivate later. Lu Yi did not want to shatter Li Qi’s confidence.

Li Qi’s mouth twitched, and then he looked both pained and resentful. He said, “I concede!”

Lu Yi was taken aback. He watched as Li Qi turned and jumped down from the stage, disappearing into the crowd.

Speechless, Lu Yi sighed, ‘Is Li Qi having a breakdown? Luck was also an important factor on the path of cultivation, and it seemed that Li Qi fell into the category of having exceptionally bad luck.’

Lu Yi stepped down from the stage, and beside him, Feng Tian had wanted to assess Lu Yi’s strength, but unexpectedly, Li Qi had conceded. Feng Tian could only shake his head helplessly and announce, “Number 26, step onto the stage.”

The preliminary matches were brief. When they began, there was still plenty of time left in the day. The entire day was dedicated to the preliminary matches for the Qi Refiner cultivators. The matches were not too long, and several rounds quickly passed.

Lu Yi was not sure if he was just lucky, but in his platform, number 101, the strongest opponent he faced was Li Qi, who was only at the Level 8 Qi Refiner. There was not even a cultivator at Level 9.

Every time Lu Yi stepped onto the stage, his opponents simply conceded. Lu Yi felt quite despairing. He felt like he had stood under the platform the whole day without drawing his sword once.

As time went on, Lu Yi grew somewhat numb. It was such a waste of time, and he wished he could return home to cultivate. Unfortunately, as a participant, he could not be absent.

…

The sun gradually set, sinking behind the mountains. The sky transformed into shades of orange and red, signaling the end of the day’s preliminary matches.

Lu Yi was, of course, the first place in his platform, number 101. The next step was to compete with the first-place participants from other platforms, vying for a spot in the top ten.

That would be the ranking matches.

As the preliminary matches came to an end, Dugu Fang arrived at the central stage and announced, “Today’s Grand Competition ends here. Tomorrow, the ranking matches will begin. I hope all of you can maintain your condition and display your best performance.”

Saying that, Dugu Fang glanced in Lu Yi’s direction, feeling a bit regretful. He had wanted to witness Lu Yi’s strength, but all of his opponents had conceded.

After Dugu Fang announced the end of the Grand Competition, many disciples left one after another. After a day of fighting, it was a big burden for most disciples.

Even if attendants were watching as referees, injuries were inevitable in the competition. The disciples needed to go back to heal their injuries to avoid any sequelae.

Lu Yi looked at the sky and realized that Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi had not come down yet. To avoid being dragged home by Lu Gaoyang in front of everyone, he immediately activated his movement technique and turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the crowd. He wanted to run back by himself.

In the sky, Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi were all smiles. Next to them were Li Mang and the others. Those people were congratulating Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi.

“Congratulations, Gaoyang. Lu Yi entered the ranking match without even using his sword. He defeated the enemy without fighting.”

“That’s right, Gaoyang. Tell us, how is Lu Yi’s strength?”

“I think it will definitely enter the top 100!”

“Top 100? Are you underestimating Lu Yi? I think he can enter the top 10!”

“No matter what, Gaoyang, you have a good son. Don’t forget us when you’re rich in the future.”

“Alright, alright…” Lu Gaoyang smiled so hard that his eyes were almost invisible.

Wang Siqi was also chatting with the female attendant. Her face was full of happiness.

“Everyone, I still have to bring my son home. I’ll excuse myself first…What? Where’s Lu Yi?” Lu Gaoyang said as he lowered his head to look for Lu Yi and realized that he had run off somewhere.

Hearing that, Wang Siqi lowered her head and looked around. She was also confused, ‘Where’s my son? He is a big man, how did he disappear without a trace?’

…

After Lu Yi returned to White Spirit Peak, he returned to his room to rest. In fact, with his cultivation, standing for a day was not tiring, but he was mentally tired. He did not do anything and just stood there.

‘How is that a competition? It was simply a punishment to stand, okay?’ Lu Yi cursed in his heart. He hoped that the competition would end soon so that he could get the prize.

That Grand Competition task had been hanging in his task interface for a long time. He had always reminded himself about it.

After a while, Wang Siqi’s voice came from outside, “Yi? Yi, are you home?”

Lu Yi was stunned. He went out and saw Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi standing outside. He was confused and answered, “I’m at home.”

Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi heaved a sigh of relief. Lu Gaoyang was speechless and said, “You, we were still waiting to bring you home, but you came back first.”

The corner of Lu Yi’s mouth twitched. He thought, ‘Does he even care about my face?’

Lu Yi coughed dryly and said, “I saw you and Mother chatting in the sky, so I came back first.”

When Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi heard that, they did not care anymore.

Wang Siqi smiled and said, “As expected of my son. You’re really powerful. You defeated the enemy without fighting. Those attendants today have a very high evaluation of you.”

Lu Yi was puzzled and thought, ‘I have stood there for a day, yet others have given me a high evaluation? Did they fall on their head or something?’

Lu Gaoyang agreed happily, “That’s right, everyone thinks that we are like father, like son.”

Lu Yi looked at Lu Gaoyang speechlessly and thought, ‘As long as you are happy.’

The three of them chatted and laughed. After dinner, Lu Yi was chased back to his room to cultivate. Both of them hoped that Lu Yi could maintain his good condition.

Lu Yi returned to his room and began his daily training. As his spiritual energy circulated, Lu Yi’s spiritual energy became stronger and stronger. He had a feeling that he was not far from the Level 8 Qi Refiner stage.

After upgrading the White Cloud Qi Refining Art to level 8, Lu Yi’s cultivation speed had more than doubled compared to when it was at level 7. Coupled with the effects of the Perfect-Grade Qi Condensation Elixir, his cultivation speed was incredibly fast now.