Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

The disciples lined up and went on stage to draw lots one after another. Those who drew the same number on the jade sticks were divided into a group. Everyone was orderly and the division was completed quickly. The twelve groups stood on both sides, waiting solemnly for the competition to begin.

Song Qingshi flew down the stage, gathered all his spiritual power and said loudly: "First group, come on stage!"

"As ordered!"

The eight young men responded in unison and jumped onto the stage from all directions.

Although there were eight people, they were not very noticeable on the arena with a radius of over fifty meters. They looked at each other vigilantly, and everyone's muscles and nerves were tense.

A strange balance has been formed on the stage at this moment. Everyone wants to win, but no one dares to be the first to take action. Whoever takes action first at this time will definitely become the target of public criticism.

Therefore, they can only quietly wait for the person who breaks the balance to appear...

"Why isn't anyone taking action? Are they going to keep confronting each other like this?" Song Changxue came to Song Qingshi's side at some point and said with a frown as he looked at the unusually quiet arena.

Song Qingshi smiled when he heard this and said, "Aunt, look at the incense stick below the arena. It is a specially made incense stick that can burn for exactly one hour after it is lit. If they haven't decided the last person before the incense stick burns out, they will all be eliminated."

"I see."

Song Changxue nodded slightly, and then new doubts arose.

"You use this method of drawing lots to select people, aren't you afraid that all the talented people will be put into the same group? Only one person can stay in a group."

"Hahaha, of course not.

Aunt, the drawing of lots is just a formality. In fact, I already know which people are assigned to which group. The monks with high test scores have been evenly distributed to various groups by me, so that they will not collide with each other in advance. "Song Qingshi said confidently.

Hearing this, Song Changxue couldn't help but ask curiously: "Since you know that those people have a greater chance of winning, why did you bother to hold this competition?"

“In fact, it is still different. There are many variables in a melee. It does not mean that you will definitely win just because you have high cultivation and good talent. On the contrary, it may cause others to join forces to deal with you.

Therefore, this ring match is not actually about how many opponents they can defeat, but about whether they can protect themselves in the melee and whether they can stand to the end.

The Hidden Hall is not a place to train brave and aggressive monks. Calmness, wisdom and fearlessness are the qualities that the family's hidden guards need to possess.

The outcome is uncertain, and they are all dark horses. "

"Aren't you afraid that some weaker guys will take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of you?" Song Changxue said with a smile.

"You can win the preliminary round by luck, but the final will depend on your real strength. This is the original intention of holding this competition to eliminate the dross and retain the good.

If someone really wins the finals by luck, that is also part of their strength, isn't it?"

"No wonder the clan leader asked you to assist him in managing the Wind Whispering Palace. You have really considered everything."

While the two were communicating, the balance on the ring was broken by a word from one person.

"Jiang Ling is the strongest. How about we team up to defeat Jiang Ling first, and then fight it out?"

Everyone looked at each other with an excited look on their faces. If it was a one-on-one fight, they would definitely not be a match for Jiang Ling, who was at the sixth level of Qi training. But if they rushed forward together, they might have a chance of winning.

"Humph!"

A cold voice sounded, and everyone saw a flash of white light. The short monk who spoke first had a burst of blood exploded on his chest, and the whole person flew into the air and fell heavily to the bottom of the ring.

Everyone was shocked. He was defeated after just one encounter?

"Who else wants to try the Qingfeng in my hand?"

Jiang Ling's eyebrows were raised, and the sword in her hand reflected a sharp cold light.

Among the remaining six people, five were shocked by Jiang Ling's words. Only a tall man stood up and said, "Jiang Ling, they are afraid of you, but I, Chen Chuan, am not."

"Why, you want to fight me? Chen Chuan, you'd better think it over. If you do, I will definitely drag you down with me. If you don't believe me, come and try."

Jiang Ling's eyes were as bright as lightning, and no one would doubt her determination because that was just the kind of person she was.

Faced with Jiang Ling's threat, Chen Chuan hesitated. As they were both at the sixth level of Qi training, he had a chance of winning in a one-on-one match with Jiang Ling.

But Jiang Ling's physical skills are extraordinary. If she concentrates on delaying time and the incense in the audience burns out, they will have no chance.

Seeing the hesitation on the other party's face, Jiang Ling slowed down her tone and said, "How about this, you and I work together to clear out these irrelevant people first, and then we can fight it out one-on-one."

"When the snipe and the clam quarrel, the fisherman benefits. You are right." Chen Chuan decisively adopted Jiang Ling's suggestion. There was still hope in a one-on-one fight, but if she was really pushed to the limit, they would all die together.

Seeing the two strongest people in the group join together, the other five people suddenly looked pale.

"Let's fight together. Only by defeating them will we have hope!"

Suddenly, a little fat man shouted loudly, and then rushed towards Chen Chuan fearlessly.

Inspired by him, the other four people immediately became excited and followed him.

"Since when did you dare to come to the ring to fight at the third level of Qi training? Get lost!"

Chen Chuan waved his sleeves, and a ball of energy formed by spiritual power hit the fat man's chest. He immediately flew backwards and fell heavily on the edge of the ring. He spit out a large mouthful of blood and fainted.

Chen Chuan didn't even look at the fat man. He exchanged glances with Jiang Ling, and the two of them rushed directly into the crowd. The four people had almost no power to resist them, and they were cleared out in less than a quarter of an hour. In the end, only Jiang Ling and Chen Chuan were left on the stage for the final showdown.

Seeing this, Song Changxue couldn't help but shook his head and said, "The gap in strength is too big. Others have no chance of standing out at all."

Song Qingshi smiled slightly and said, "It's not that there is no chance. There are still smart people."

While the two were talking, there was a sudden uproar from the audience.

The two looked towards the arena and saw that Jiang Ling's aura was much higher than before, while Chen Chuan's aura was a little weak.

"You are at the seventh level of Qi training, and you are still hiding your strength."

Chen Chuan covered his chest with his hands, blood continued to seep out from between his fingers, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Are you surprised?" Jiang Ling said calmly.

"Oh, yes, yes, your cultivation speed has always been the fastest." Shaking his head with a wry smile, Chen Chuan knew that he had no chance.

He originally thought that the gap between him and Jiang Ling could be bridged, but unexpectedly, he only saw what Jiang Ling wanted him to see.

"Go ahead. We have worked together, after all. I don't want you to lose too badly."

"I have another question." Chen Chuan stood up and said, holding a knife.

"explain."

"You are so powerful, why do you want to cooperate with me?"

"Because it saves trouble." Jiang Ling said without even raising her eyelids.

Chen Chuan smiled bitterly. He had not expected this to be the answer. He staggered off the stage.

After watching him leave, Jiang Ling walked to the unconscious little fat man, stretched out her legs and kicked him twice, saying: "If you still don't wake up, I don't mind using the sword in my hand to help you."

"How do you know I was pretending?" The little fat man's eyes were full of confusion. He thought his acting skills were pretty good, so how could he still be discovered? "I didn't notice it at first, but unfortunately, when I was about to leave the ring, your heartbeat changed, otherwise you would have succeeded. It's a pity that you could think of such a way to take advantage of the situation." Jiang Ling gritted her teeth. Pretending to be unconscious on the ring, is this something a human could do?
"Hehe, my strength is low, so I have to resort to this last resort. I'll go down right now, I'll go down right now." The little fat man smiled obscenely, quickly turned over and got up, then hurriedly ran down the ring.

"Wait, what's your name?"

The fat boy didn't answer, but disappeared into the crowd.

"He is indeed a talent, but unfortunately his cultivation is low, his aptitude is poor, and his concentration is also poor."

"People like him are not suitable for the Hidden Hall. In the Dark Hall, he has more room to play."

Song Qingshi smiled, walked onto the stage and announced that Jiang Ling had successfully advanced, and then let the second group come on stage.

"Hey, I'll go up first."

Qin Yu patted Qin Ze's shoulder and said.

"Don't be careless." Looking at Qin Yu's nonchalant look, Qin Ze frowned slightly. This was a battle that would determine the future fate of the two brothers, and he didn't want any accidents.

"Don't worry, these guys are easy to deal with."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other monks in the same group immediately glared at him angrily.

"Qin Yu, you are too arrogant. Do you have the confidence that you can fight seven people alone?"

"I'll be the first one to eliminate you later."

Facing the criticism from everyone, Qin Yu jumped onto the stage, stretched out his little finger to dig at his ear hole, and said disdainfully: "That's all you can do. You guys come on together."

Seeing Qin Yu being so arrogant, Qin Ze frowned. He knew that Qin Yu was not a person who did not know the seriousness of the matter, but his actions at this moment made him a little confused.

Not only him, even Song Qingshi was a little confused. He was attracted by Qin Yu's abnormal fighting talent, but no matter how talented he was, he was only a cultivator of the sixth level of Qi training, and he did not hide his cultivation like Jiang Ling. How dare he be so arrogant? Wasn't he afraid of being beaten to death?

Seven people approached Qin Yu from all directions, but Qin Yu had no sense of being surrounded. Instead, he seemed very relaxed.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

A cultivator at the sixth level of Qi training took the lead.

Qin Yu showed an ambiguous smile on his face. He kicked his right foot suddenly, soared into the sky, and threw two fist-sized porcelain bottles in the air.

"hidden weapon?"

Everyone dodged quickly, but saw two porcelain bottles fall to the ground with a crisp sound, and a pink mist spread out from the broken porcelain bottles.

Although the seven people reacted quickly, they were still more or less contaminated.

"poison?"

Everyone quickly blocked their sense of smell, covered their mouths and noses, and cast spells to blow away the mist.

Before the fog was blown away, everyone felt their limbs go weak, their bodies get hot, and there seems to be a fire rising in their stomachs. In the blink of an eye, everyone's face turned red.

"Qin...Qin Yu, what kind of poison did you give us?"

"It's so hot... No, I can't get rid of it."

"Don't panic, everyone. I have an antidote."

A monk quickly took out detoxification pills and gave them to everyone to take.

Qin Yu did not stop them. He crossed his arms and looked at them calmly.

Half a minute later, everyone was horrified to find that not only were the detoxification pills useless, but their bodies became even hotter and more unbearable. The men all raised their heads and glared, and the women all secretly clenched their bodies..., their faces so red that they seemed to be bleeding.

"What kind of poison is this? Not only can it penetrate the human body through the skin, but my detoxification pills have no effect at all?"

Hearing this, Qin Yu chuckled and said, "I didn't use poison, so of course your detoxification pills won't work."

"It's not poison? Then... then what is it?"

"It's just a little bit of special aphrodisiac. The effect of the drug has already taken effect. I advise you to give in quickly, otherwise I can't guarantee what will happen next."

"Mei... Mei, medicine?"

When these words were spoken, not only the people on the stage were dumbfounded, but all the disciples watching the game below and Song Qingshi were also stunned.

"You...you are shameless!"

A female cultivator stood up tremblingly, pointing at Qin Yu and shouting at him. Now she finally understood what was going on with the strange feeling coming from her body.

Qin Yu said indifferently: "The elders have said that we can use any means in this battle. You can use them if you are not convinced."

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes turned to the direction where Song Qingshi was.

"This brat is really unexpected." Song Qingshi shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't expect Qin Yu to be so shameless.

His original intention in saying that was not to restrict their performance, but who knew that such a weird thing would happen.

But there was no way out, he still had to stand up and clean up Qin Yu's mess.

"Ahem, Qin Yu did not violate the rules. In this battle, Qin Yu wins."

"Elder."

There was an uproar at the scene.

"Quiet, this elder said that any means can be used, Qin Yu did not violate the rules."

After shocking everyone, Song Qingshi walked up to Qin Yu, stretched out a hand, and said with gritted teeth: "Bring out the antidote."

Qin Yu smiled awkwardly and said, "Elder, this aphrodisiac is specially made for Qigong cultivators. There is no antidote yet, but don't worry, they will be fine after the effect of the drug wears off."

"You...you really want to piss me off to death!"

Song Qingshi was so angry that his hands were shaking. He waved his sleeves to roll up the seven people who had been hit, and went towards Ruyun Palace. He wanted to use the cold air of the cold pool to help them suppress the desire and fire in their bodies.

Since all the elders had left, the competition naturally could not go on. Just when everyone was at a loss, Song Changxue with a frosty face stepped onto the stage.

The phoenix eyes glanced at Qin Yu, and Qin Yu felt a chill rushing from his coccyx to the top of his head.

"Elder." Qin Yu bowed quickly.

"Get out of here. I will settle the score with you later."

Song Changxue had no good feelings towards Qin Yu at all, simply because the means he used were too despicable.

Qin Yu bowed and retreated quickly. He knew that he had caused public outrage this time, but he did not regret it in his heart. He was just using the rules reasonably. What was wrong with that?
...(End of chapter)