Chapter 293
"Master?" "It can't be, even the master level characters are coming here?"
Everyone looked at each other with astonished eyes.
Because many of them didn't hear what Elder Zhao revealed yesterday, most of them received the spiritual paper early enough to know that the martial spirit awakening storm's location was at the Grand Mysterious Sky Platform.
Therefore, compared to Ye Feng and the others, most people were at a disadvantage.
"But, where is Master? I didn't see anyone on the way here, did I? "
"That's right, Spiritual Master Zhao. If Master Zhao had come, we would have definitely discovered him long ago."
Just as everyone was perplexed over the matter, a voice as calm as a bell echoed in the sky.
"Zhao Shucheng, since everyone is here, then don't wait anymore. Hurry up and start."
Who else could it be that called Elder Zhao by his name?
In such a grand arena, only the High Scholar had the qualifications to do so!
"Yes …" Master. "
Elder Zhao replied respectfully.
Following the direction of the voice, everyone was shocked and looked towards the sky.
In mid-air, a huge shadow slowly took shape, emitting a dense amount of Spiritual Qi.
So it turned out that the High Scholar hadn't arrived yet, and had only released this massive phantom.
Elder Zhao turned around and looked at the crowd with a serious face, "This time's Martial Spirit awakening storm, there are three rules. First, the goal of this competition is awakening of the Martial Spirit, not fighting, no fighting is allowed! Second, once the martial spirit has awakened, someone will take you out to assess your martial spirit's rank, and not allow any form of resistance! "
He paused for a moment, looked around at the crowd, and continued, "Thirdly and most important of all, all of you, prick up your ears and listen carefully! "Martial Spirit awakening is the most important exchange between you and your martial spirits. It is dangerous. If you are unlucky and die, it has nothing to do with the Celestial Gate. I hope you take your life seriously. Don't try to be brave!"
Elder Zhao's powerful words were like meteorites smashing into the hearts of everyone present.
Most people only had the thought of making a name for themselves. If they died after cultivating all the way to the Martial Disciple realm because of the awakening of their Martial Spirit, it would be too depressing.
"This... "What do we do? I've never heard that someone will die if they awaken their martial spirit."
"That's right, we've been bitterly cultivating up to now. If we die for no reason, then what's the point in cultivating?"
Elder Zhao's words unknowingly affected everyone present. Some people even started to retreat because of his words.
"Daoist Master Zhao, may I ask, about the death rate of this Martial Spirit awakening?"
Elder Zhao glanced at him and coldly spat out a few words: "It's not too high. Around twenty percent."
"20%?" That's pretty high. "
For those who were bold, the 80% death rate wasn't too high. For those who were timid, 20% was enough to make them tremble in fear.
"Forget it, I don't want to participate in this Martial Spirit awakening storm anymore. No wonder my mouth was so tight. I didn't expect anything to happen." Some gritted their teeth and decided to leave. After all, cultivation was important, but if they carelessly died, then the gains would not make up for the losses.
Elder Zhao smiled, "Whether you want to leave or not is up to you. But for those who leave, I will make it clear that I am unable to participate in the Martial Spirit Awakening Storm next year. You two should consider it yourselves."
"This …"
Some of the people who were previously clenching their fists loosened their grip.
If they were unable to participate in the Martial Spirit Awakening Storm in the next year, wouldn't that mean that they would have to wait for two years? How would everyone accept this?
Thus, only those who were particularly timid could be scared off by Elder Zhao's words. However, even if such a person were to participate, he would be unable to do anything about it.
Thus, after a round of battle, only two people backed out.
Ye Feng smiled. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The Celestial Sect of Wonders had played this hand beautifully.
He had done a good job of keeping the secret, giving out warnings when the competition was about to begin so that everyone would feel like quitting the competition alive. Afterwards, he explained the consequences of quitting the competition, restricting everyone's actions so that it wouldn't cause a ruckus.
"Daoist Master Zhao..." Zi Feng has something to ask. "
Elder Zhao's expression changed when he heard Ye Feng speak in reply to their questions.
"Stupid... Ye Feng, what do you have to ask? I think I have already explained the rules and the matter of my departure very clearly. "
"That's right. Elder Zhao's explanation for this is very clear. I just want to ask you something else. "
Ye Feng smiled plainly, "For example, those who leave the stage, after all, are they just wasting their time. Can you sell them to me, Ye Feng?"
"Didn't you already obtain the qualifications to participate? What do you need the spots for?" Elder Zhao was taken aback.
"I just wanted to ask, is that possible? I wonder what Master's intentions are? " Ye Feng said with a smile.
He could have made the decision himself, but Ye Feng had brought out Master Ye. This sort of trivial matter was a chance for Master Zhao to show his magnanimity, so how could he refuse?
Elder Zhao sighed, but he still had to do it. He released his soul consciousness and sent it to Master Yang. After a while, he opened his eyes.
"Master said it was fine."
"That's good." A divine light bloomed in Ye Feng's eyes.
Elder Zhao sighed. Ye Feng had already caused quite a stir before the competition had even started. He really didn't know what he would become in the future.
As Ye Feng said that, he looked at the two people quitting the competition, "Are the two of you selling this slot?"
"Sell, of course I'll sell! I don't want to participate anyway, so what's the point of having such a spot? "
Ye Feng laughed and gave a thumbs up, "Great! 100 gold coins, I will give it to whoever can sign the blood contract first. "
As he spoke, he took out a piece of Blood Pact spirit paper from his spatial ring.
His movements were smooth and practiced. The process of signing the blood contract was almost instantaneous.
"You … Do you often sign blood contracts with others? " One of them couldn't help but to ask as he stared blankly at Ye Feng's agility.
Ye ZIfeng was noncommittal. He covered the bloodstain on his thumb and smiled.
"Who's going first?"
… ….
Some people were only able to join the Awakening Storm because they had established a good relationship with each other.
Ye Feng relied on his own hard work to get the right.
However, the value of an object is not necessarily an equal exchange, but varies with time, place, and situation.
100 gold coins to buy a qualification to participate in the annual competition was definitely worth it!
"Wait, I'll pay five hundred gold coins."
"I bid 1000 gold coins, I want to participate in this Martial Spirit Awakening Storm too!" Some outer court disciples couldn't help but shout out loudly.
However, it was already too late.
Ye Feng signed the blood contract as fast as he could before anyone could react. This was how the pie falling from the sky came to be.
After all, even if the pie really fell from the sky, there were still people who would fight for it. Opportunity was always left to those who were prepared, the ones who were most prepared.
"Xue Yi, this chance to join the Martial Spirit Awakening Storm is for you."
Ye Feng smiled and walked in front of his little sister.
"Brother Zifeng, you …" Ye Xueyi's originally somewhat dull and beautiful eyes widened. She was so surprised that she was somewhat unable to say anything. She was extremely moved in her heart.
It was all a surprise!
Ye Feng smiled, "I think you would be more willing to awaken your Martial Spirit with me and Bing Qian than watching me fight by the side!"
"Thank you so much, brother Zifeng. Earlier, you helped me break through to the ninth stage and the Martial Disciple realm, and now, you're giving me the chance to awaken my Martial Spirit? I don't even know how to repay you."
"Since we're family, there's no need to talk about repayment in the future." Ye Feng said with a serious expression.
Elder Zhao stood at the side and let out a heavy sigh: "Fine, if you want to participate then so be it. Ye Xue Yi, come with your brother."
"Alright!" Ye Xue Yi giggled. She was extremely happy in her heart.
No matter what was said, Ye Xueyi was still considered half a disciple of Elder Zhao. As long as Elder Zhao had enough face, he would turn a blind eye.
"I have explained everything that should be said. The outcome of the Martial Spirit awakening storm, will depend on everyone's luck and success. "
Elder Zhao scanned the crowd and looked at them with a meaningful gaze, as if he was looking at someone for the last time.
"Two days later, I will still be standing here, waiting for everyone to come back! Hopefully, fifty people had gone, and another fifty had returned …. I shall now announce that the Martial Spirit Awakening Storm Trial has officially begun! "
As he spoke, his hand formed a ray of light that shone straight onto the talisman on the Supreme Profound Sky Platform. After a dazzling brilliance flashed past, the door to the forbidden grounds opened.
"Hurry up and enter, grab a good seat later and start awakening your Martial Spirit."
"That's right, let's hurry up and rush to the Supreme Profound Sky Platform. We can start earlier and succeed earlier!"
Everyone hurriedly rushed in, as if they were going to squeeze their heads out.
Ye Feng followed right behind everyone, stopping from time to time to think.
"If the Tai Xuan Sky Platform that punishes the wrong disciples is used as the place to awaken their martial spirits, then I'm afraid …"
He raised his head, and a bright light flashed within his eyes.
Sure enough, within the forbidden area, rocks and stones were flying about in the wind.
In mid-air, bolts of lightning struck down. Those who were charging at the very front lost their wits and were struck until they began to scream miserably again and again!
A quiet storm was brewing...