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6.07% My Immortal Cultivation Game Life / Chapter 19: Chapter 19 Luck

Capítulo 19: Chapter 19 Luck

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Number 25, get on stage!" Feng Tian's voice echoed, jolting the drowsy Lu Yi awake. Finally, it was his turn!

Standing below the platform, he was so bored he could die. He hoped for a stronger opponent, at least he could take on a task and earn some rewards.

Lu Yi leapt into the air and landed on the platform. The disciples below erupted in excitement; they finally got to see Lu Yi take the stage.

Lu Yi stepped onto the platform, and soon, another young man joined him.

Seeing this young man, Lu Yi was momentarily stunned and then laughed, "So it's you, Senior Brother Li Qi. What a coincidence!"

This young man was the same one who had been forcibly removed by Wang Xinqi from the platform at White Sun Peak. He'd been completely unlucky back then, and Lu Yi had a bit of an impression of him.

Li Qi's expression was twisted, wearing a mask of pain. He looked at Lu Yi, his mouth twitching, unable to muster a smile, almost through gritted teeth, he said, "Junior Brother Lu Yi, what a coincidence indeed..."

He was truly desperate. Why was he so unlucky?! It was only the first round, and he had already encountered this monster, Lu Yi?!

With his strength, he should have easily made it into the top 1,000!

Li Qi felt like crying.

Feng Tian glanced at Lu Yi and Li Qi, then calmly said, "Let the match begin."

Lu Yi smiled, "Senior Brother Li Qi, please."

He felt pity for Li Qi. Although he couldn't accept a task, he decided to spar with Li Qi for a while, so as not to crush his confidence too much.

Li Qi's mouth twitched violently, then he looked full of despair, "I surrender!"

"???

Lu Yi was momentarily stunned, then saw Li Qi turn and jump off the platform, disappearing into the crowd.

Lu Yi: "..."

Did Senior Brother Li Qi's mentality break? Lu Yi sighed. In the path of cultivation, luck was very important. It seemed that Senior Brother Li Qi was just unlucky.

Lu Yi stepped off the platform. Feng Tian, who had wanted to see Lu Yi's strength, was disappointed. He didn't expect Li Qi to surrender without a fight. With a touch of helplessness, he called out, "Number 26, get on stage."

The selection rounds passed quickly. As the preliminaries began early, the entire day was dedicated to them. Matches between Qi cultivators didn't take long, and several rounds passed quickly.

Lu Yi didn't know if he was just too lucky, but at the 101st platform, the strongest opponent was only Li Qi at the Eighth Layer. There wasn't even a Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer cultivator.

Every time Lu Yi took the stage, his opponents surrendered immediately, leaving him feeling very frustrated.

He spent the whole day standing under the platform, without ever drawing his sword!

By the end, he was numb. It was such a waste of time; he really wanted to go home and train.

Unfortunately, as a competitor, he couldn't leave.

...

The sun gradually set, finally sinking behind the mountains. As the sky turned orange, the preliminaries finally ended.

Lu Yi naturally took first place at the 101st platform. Next, he would compete against other platform champions for the top ten spots.

This would be the ranking matches.

As the preliminaries ended, Dugu Fang stepped onto the central platform and announced, "The competitions for today are over. The ranking matches will begin tomorrow. I hope you all maintain your condition and perform at your best tomorrow."

As he spoke, Dugu Fang glanced in Lu Yi's direction, feeling a bit regretful. He had wanted to see Lu Yi's strength but didn't expect his opponents to surrender every time.

After Dugu Fang announced the end, many disciples left. The whole day of battles had been a burden for most of them.

Even with stewards acting as referees, injuries were inevitable during the matches. They needed to go back and heal to avoid any lasting damage.

Lu Yi looked up at the sky and realized that Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi hadn't come down yet. To avoid being publicly carried home by Lu Gaoyang, he quickly used his movement technique and disappeared into the crowd; he wanted to run back home himself.

In the sky, Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi were all smiles, accompanied by Steward Li Mang and others from the Affairs Hall.

At this moment, everyone was congratulating Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi.

"Congratulations, Brother Lu. Lu Yi didn't draw his sword and still made it to the ranking matches without a fight. Truly impressive."

"Indeed, Brother Lu, tell us, just how strong is Lu Yi?"

"I think he can make it into the top 100 for sure!"

"Top 100? You're underestimating Lu Yi! I say he can make it into the top ten!"

"Regardless, Brother Lu, you have a good son. Remember your brothers when you make it big."

"Of course, of course..." Lu Gaoyang's eyes were squinted with happiness, almost disappearing from sight.

Next to him, Wang Siqi chatted happily with the female stewards, her face beaming with joy.

"Everyone, I need to take my son home, so I'll excuse myself... Hm?! Where's Lu Yi?" Lu Gaoyang looked down to find Lu Yi but realized he had disappeared.

Wang Siqi also looked down, confused.

Where was her son? Her big son? How could he disappear so quickly?

...

After returning to White Spirit Peak, Lu Yi went back to his room to rest.

Though he wasn't physically tired from standing all day, he was mentally exhausted from doing nothing but standing.

This wasn't a competition; it was more like a punishment for standing.

Lu Yi sighed inwardly, hoping the competition would end soon so he could claim his rewards.

The competition task had been on his task panel for a long time, and he had always kept it in mind.

Not long after, Wang Siqi's voice came from outside, "Yi'er? Yi'er, are you home?"

Lu Yi was taken aback, then stepped out to see Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi standing outside, looking puzzled, "I'm home."

Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi sighed with relief. Lu Gaoyang, with a face full of dark lines, said, "You brat, we were waiting to take you home, and you just left on your own."

Lu Yi's mouth twitched. Was he supposed to be carried back? Did he not care about his own dignity?

He cleared his throat and said, "I saw you two chatting in the sky, so I came back on my own."

Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi, hearing this, didn't mind.

Wang Siqi, grinning, said, "That's my boy. Truly impressive, not fighting but still winning. Today, the stewards praised you highly."

Lu Yi: "???"

Standing all day, and they still praised him? They must be insane.

Lu Gaoyang, laughing, agreed, "That's right. Even my buddies agreed, like father, like son."

Lu Yi gave Lu Gaoyang a blank stare: "..."

As long as he's happy.

The three of them chatted and laughed over dinner before sending Lu Yi back to his room to train. Both hoped Lu Yi could maintain his state.

Returning to his room, Lu Yi began his daily cultivation tasks. As the spiritual energy flowed, Lu Yi's qi grew stronger. He felt that reaching the Eighth Layer of Qi Cultivation was not far off.

With the White Cloud Qi Refining Art at level 8, his cultivation speed had more than doubled compared to level 7. Combined with the Perfect-Grade Qi Condensation Elixir, Lu Yi's training speed was astonishing.


Capítulo 20: Chapter 20: Daring

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

One night without a word.

The next morning, Lu Yi got up, had breakfast with Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi, and Lu Gaoyang said, "Let's go to the Martial Arena!"

Lu Yi looked at Lu Gaoyang's outstretched hand, his face changed, and he quickly said, "Old Lu, wait! I plan to go by myself today!"

Lu Gaoyang's hand stopped, and he looked at Lu Yi with some confusion, "Why? Wouldn't it be more convenient for me to take you?"

Lu Yi cleared his throat and said, "You know I'm quite famous now. It's still early, and if I go too early and get surrounded by people, it would be so embarrassing. It's better to go slowly."

Hearing Lu Yi's words, Lu Gaoyang thought for a moment and felt it made sense. Wang Siqi, beside him, also laughed and said, "In that case, let Yi'er go by himself. Yi'er has grown up and has his own ideas."

The two of them left on their swords, and Lu Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Today, he finally didn't have to be dragged along. There might still be a chance to redeem his reputation.

Lu Yi, full of joy, ran out the door.

When Lu Yi arrived at the Martial Arena, a lot of people were already gathered. Since the initial and preliminary selections had been completed yesterday, there were fewer people in the square, but more and more people were surrounding the Martial Arena.

Seeing Lu Yi coming, the eyes of the Outer Sect disciples lit up.

"It's Junior Brother Lu Yi!"

"Yesterday, I was hoping to see Junior Brother Lu Yi's swordsmanship. Whether at White Sun Peak or on the Martial Arena, I wasn't there. Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Lu Yi didn't even draw his sword yesterday, and I still didn't get to see it."

"Yes, but today is the day to select the top ten. We will definitely see Junior Brother Lu Yi's sword!"

"..."

The many disciples were somewhat expectant.

Lu Yi walked into the interior of the Martial Arena, towards the area near the Central Platform.

There were ten slightly larger platforms around the Central Platform, which were the platforms for the ranking competition.

In the past, the grand competition consisted of 320 disciples competing on ten platforms to select the top ten disciples.

At this moment, there were already quite a few disciples in the platform area. These disciples were those who had made it into the top 320.

Seeing Lu Yi coming, the disciples all looked over, some with inquisitive eyes, some with a bit of caution, and even some with hostile looks.

He glanced at those disciples with hostile looks; they were all Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer disciples.

Lu Yi thought for a moment and felt that he didn't seem to have provoked them. Why did it feel like these people were very unhappy with him?

Lu Yi couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think much about it.

At this moment, Lu Yi heard Wang Wulian's voice, "Junior Brother Lu, over here!"

Lu Yi turned his head and saw Wang Wulian waving at him with a smile.

Lu Yi walked over and smiled, "Elder Wang!"

As he spoke, he looked around and asked somewhat puzzled, "Where is Brother Lu?"

Lu Ling's strength was not weak, and Lu Yi was surprised not to see him here.

Wang Wulian smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Lu was unlucky. On his platform was Senior Brother Jiang Fan, and he didn't qualify."

"Senior Brother Jiang Fan?" Lu Yi thought for a moment and then realized, "The senior brother at the Qi Cultivation Tenth Layer?"

"Who else could it be?" Wang Wulian said.

Lu Yi: "..."

He realized that it wasn't just Senior Brother Li Qi who was unlucky; Brother Lu was also quite unlucky.

Despite his strength being in the top hundred, he did not even pass the preliminaries.

However, the Outer Sect wouldn't care if this was fair or not. The saying went that for cultivators, luck, though elusive, was indeed quite important. Luck was even considered a part of one's strength.

Lu Yi didn't find it a problem. In his past life, he had read many novels, and those favored by fortune didn't always have exceptional talent, but they always seemed indestructible, and managed to get all sorts of good things. Who would argue with that?

"By the way, Senior Brother Wang, who is that senior brother in the green robe? Why does he look at me as if I took something important from him?" Lu Yi asked, puzzled.

That guy's eyes were too unfriendly, making Lu Yi wonder if he had stolen the man's wife.

Wang Wulian glanced in the direction Lu Yi indicated and quickly retracted his gaze. He grinned and said, "Isn't it because Junior Brother Lu Yi's cultivation base has broken through to Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer now?"

"What does that have to do with me breaking through to Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer?" Lu Yi was a bit confused.

"Heh...because Junior Brother Lu Yi has amazing talent; even at Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer, you had the combat power of the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer. Now that you've broken through to Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer, some people are worried, right?" Wang Wulian said with a schadenfreude smile.

"Junior Brother Lu Yi should also know that the top ten in the grand competition each year can directly enter the Inner Sect without a test, right?"

Lu Yi nodded, "I know that."

To be honest, this was also Lu Yi's goal.

Wang Wulian explained, "Among the Outer Sect disciples this time, there are only six senior brothers and sisters at the Qi Cultivation Tenth Layer. The remaining four spots are chosen from the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer disciples. The guy you saw just now is Mo Lingxi. He has the strength of the top ten, or should I say, he is stuck at the tenth position. Junior Brother, do you understand what I mean?"

Lu Yi suddenly understood why a few Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer disciples gave him hostile looks.

Those guys were probably eligible to compete for the top ten of the Outer Sect, right? Now that Lu Yi had emerged, it meant they had one more competitor. Moreover, considering Lu Yi's displayed strength, they probably felt less confident in winning.

As for the one who looked particularly unfriendly, Lu Yi also understood. That guy was stuck at the tenth position, and if Lu Yi made it to the top ten, he would be squeezed out and couldn't enter the Inner Sect. That would be quite frustrating.

No wonder the guy was so unfriendly. Lu Yi couldn't help but feel a bit sympathetic toward him.

He sighed and said, "I hope that Senior Brother Mo has better luck next year."

Wang Wulian: "???"

He was full of black lines, looking at the sighing Lu Yi, "Junior Brother, do you think you'll definitely be in the top ten?"

Lu Yi smiled and said, "Isn't it obvious?"

In fact, Lu Yi's goal was the first place. He still remembered that the sect's task rewarded based on ranking—the higher the ranking, the better the rewards.

Wang Wulian gave a thumbs up to Lu Yi, "Junior Brother Lu has guts! But don't underestimate those competing for the top ten. They are not like me or Brother Lu; they all have some special skills. At the very least, they've all cultivated a technique to the transformation stage, and some even have magic artifacts."

Magic artifacts? Lu Yi felt strange. He had two—a Low Grade magic tool sword and a Mid Grade magic tool pair of shoes.

As for techniques at the transformation stage, Lu Yi thought that compared to his, they were somewhat lacking.

As they were talking, Dugu Fang stepped onto the Central Platform again.

Dugu Fang looked at Lu Yi and the others, his expression softer than yesterday. He said, "Those who can enter the ranking competition are the elite disciples of the White Cloud Sect's Outer Sect. I believe you all will surely enter the Inner Sect in the future. I hope you perform well in today's competition. Now, let's start the ranking competition!"

As he spoke, Dugu Fang waved his hand again, and 320 stone plates appeared, flying toward Lu Yi and the others.


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