Capítulo 457: The Top Ten Sects - 457
As Zhu Yi's sword fell, Wu Qin knew that he had lost. Zhu Yi's sword made him feel as though he was fighting against a core formation realm cultivator. Only a sword cultivator like him could truly grasp the difference between them.
Zhu Yi's sword shattered Wu Qin's sword and pushed him back. When the slash was completed, Wu Qin stood with blood dripping down. Luckily, he was not severely injured.
Out of respect for his opponent, Zhu Yi had used his full ability in that attack. Although Wu Qin had done well at enduring it, Zhu Yi had actually pulled back a little at the end.
Otherwise, it was unknown whether Wu Qin would even be alive.
"I've lost." Wu Qin said while staring at the ground.
"Cheer up. You're still young, I'm sure that you can go far." Zhu Yi said.
He felt a little bad. After all, he had no talent. It was only because of Zhou Fan that he had won this fight.
Wu Qin bowed. "Thank you for fighting me. I'll take my leave."
Zhu Yi nodded his head and Wu Qin left.
Zhu Yi rested for the rest of the day. This time, the rest would be worth it. No matter how strong Zhu Yi thought he was, could he compare to those in the top ten sects? He did not know.
The next morning, Zhu Yi made his way to the same building as yesterday. When he entered, he saw Wu Qin, the two guild masters, and two other people under the age of 20.
Zhu Yi looked around, wondering why he was always the last to arrive. He had come exactly on time. Was it common courtesy to be early?
"You're here. Let's go." The guild master of the Assassination guild said.
Although Zhu Yi could not tell 100%, the guild master seemed to be nervous. As they walked on the street and looked into the distance, it became slightly more obvious.
"He is worrying about meeting those from the top ten sects." Zhou Fan said.
Zhu Yi nodded. He had come to the same conclusion.
Zhu Yi had some questions, but when he looked around, it seemed that everyone was feeling a bit of nervousness and fear.
Zhu Yi was confused.
Zhou Fan explained. "I suppose this is some sort of fear that those who live in the cultivation world develop towards those at the peak. You aren't experiencing it because you know me."
Zhu Yi nodded and simply remained silent. Though they were walking, they were moving very fast.
Despite it being early morning, the streets were as busy as ever. They fit in well with the crowd as they moved. They were moving towards the center of the city, where the White Palace itself resided.
As they reached the center, they went around the White Palace and continued towards the edge of the city. The city was huge for a mortal, but it did not take long to reach the end for them.
They soon reached the official city line. On the other side were 40 individuals. 20 of them seemed to be under 20, most likely the participants, while the other 20 were older. Of the older 20, ten of them gave off a powerful and dangerous feeling.
"All ten of them are nascent soul realm cultivators." Zhou Fan said.
Zhu Yi was shocked, but it was not unexpected. They were the top ten sects after all.
The other older 10 were all at the peak of the foundation establishment realm. It could be inferred that they were bodyguards or servants. When looking at them, Zhu Yi felt as if the odds of winning a fight were very low.
For the younger 20, each of them gave off the same feeling as the 10 older Foundation establishment realm cultivators.
The older ones seemed to just be a formality.
When the nascent soul realm cultivators saw the guild masters, they nodded. Both of the guild masters bowed deeply.
One of them turned. Although it was slight, he seemed to be in the highest position of everyone here.
He addressed everyone, including Zhu Yi and the other three participants from White Palace City.
"The opening of this inheritance is a once in a hundred year event. You are all both lucky and talented to get the opportunity to participate. This inheritance is something that even I would want to enter. Cherish this opportunity and make the most of it." He said.
Zhu Yi was able to guess this man's identity. He was from the number 1 sect in the world. A sect known as the Frost sect.
When Zhu Yi had first learned of this, he had connected them with the Celestial Ice sect. Although there was no obvious connection, it made sense. Still, it was unknown what connection they actually had, even if Zhu Yi could infer it.
When the nascent soul realm cultivators' words finished, 30 of the 40 people entered White Palace City.
They stood in one big group near Zhu Yi and the other three, though they seemed to have no intention of communicating. It was not unreasonable.
With any logic, there was no way that some rogue cultivators from White Palace City would be able to match them.
Wu Qin's gaze turned to Zhu Yi. Perhaps only he could match them. The two guild masters were the same. Although they were subservient, they were still proud. They were guild masters after all. They were far from ordinary.
Zhu Yi's guess seemed to be right about the older cultivators. They worked as servants to the disciples of the top ten sects. The young cultivators all talked to each other while ignoring Zhu Yi's group.
Zhu Yi waited to leave, but the guild masters stood still. "We're still waiting for some people." They said.
A few minutes after the nascent soul realm cultivators left, a group of 20 people under the age of twenty arrived.
The guild masters explained as they walked over. "They are from the rest of the world. There was a tournament, and they all won."
Although the disciples of the top ten sects ignored those from White Palace City, they at least paid attention to the arrival of 20 new participants.
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