Jiang Lingyun hated fighting and killing, and tried his best not to do anything. And he practiced desperately just to save his own life in this dangerous world.
"Master, I am just a handyman disciple. If I fight those inner disciples, am I not seeking death?"
Jiang Lingyun didn't know what Gu Zhiyuan was thinking, and the list for the sect competition had already been decided.
A handyman disciple is mixed in among the inner disciples? This kind of thing is too ridiculous!
"You are in the late stage of foundation building now. Even if you are an inner disciple, you only have this level of cultivation, so you are fully qualified."
Among the inner disciples, there are only a few like Zhu Kangshi who have reached the golden elixir stage. With Jiang Lingyun's cultivation level, he is fully qualified to participate in the inner disciple sect competition.
"But I didn't even sign up. Wouldn't it be unfair to other senior brothers to join suddenly?"
Jiang Lingyun really doesn't want to go! It's thankless to go to the competition, but it's much more comfortable to watch the competition in the audience, and you can sell a few golden gun pills when you have time.
"I've signed up for you! Now follow me to the venue!"
However, Gu Zhiyuan had already arranged everything, leaving no room for Jiang Lingyun to refute.
"I……"
Jiang Lingyun's face dropped, and he finally followed Gu Zhiyuan. He had no choice but to twist his thigh with his arms!
"I'm telling you! I asked you to participate in the competition! I won't treat you badly. Do you know what the final winner's reward is?"
Along the way, Gu Zhiyuan enlightened Jiang Lingyun.
"I don't know, and I'm not interested. Anyway, I can't win the championship."
Jiang Lingyun has also figured it out, and if he participates, he will participate, but how to compete after participating depends on Jiang Lingyun's own performance.
If you admit defeat in the first game, you are still participating!
"True dragon blood! The championship reward is true dragon blood!"
Gu Zhiyuan looked into the distance with a myriad of thoughts. That was real dragon blood!
"What? True dragon blood! The sect leader is really willing to give it up!"
Hearing the true dragon's blood, Jiang Lingyun suddenly became energetic, if for no other reason than because the ingredients needed for the ultimate golden gun pill contained true dragon's blood!
The true dragon is said to be the Demon King in ancient times, but it only exists in legends. No one has ever seen a real true dragon.
What I didn't expect was that Tianyuan Sect would actually have true dragon blood. This thing was a treasure that even the major sects competed for, but now, it was used as a reward for the sect competition.
"Isn't this forcing me to fight?"
The prize is true dragon blood, so Jiang Lingyun must take it seriously, because Jiang Lingyun discovered that as long as the Golden Gun Pill is improved once, the more cultivation points he will gain.
Now Jiang Lingyun's cultivation level is obviously much slower than before. The main reason is that as his cultivation level increases, more cultivation points are required.
So now Jiang Lingyun must sell more golden gun pills and look for materials to improve the golden gun pills.
"But, I can't fight either!"
This is the most important thing. Jiang Lingyun has almost no actual combat experience. He just killed a yellow-level monster when he went down the mountain.
Compared to other inner disciples, one is a general who has experienced hundreds of battles, and the other is a fledgling soldier.
"What? Jiang Lingyun also participates in the competition? As an inner disciple?"
When several other inner disciples of Zi Yuan Peak heard the news, they were all shocked, especially Liang Xingsheng, who looked in disbelief.
This time, those who represented Zi Yuanfeng in the competition were senior brother Zhu Kangshi and third senior brother Liang Xingsheng. As for the second senior brother, he has not returned to the sect because he has a mission.
"Master! He is just a handyman disciple!"
Of course Liang Xingsheng didn't want Jiang Lingyun to compete with him. This was an insult to him.
"Jiang Lingyun is already in the late stage of foundation building! He has the qualifications!"
Gu Zhiyuan shut up Liang Xingsheng with just one word. When he learned that Jiang Lingyun had reached the advanced stage of foundation building, Liang Xingsheng felt as if someone was pinching his neck.
Once upon a time, Jiang Lingyun was just a young Qi-training disciple, and Liang Xingsheng would not even look at him.
In just a short time, Jiang Lingyun has already cultivated to the same level as him. If this happens for a while, Liang Xingsheng would not dare to think about it.
"The inner disciple competition begins now! There are a total of twenty-one participants in each peak, so there will be a bye contestant in the first round!"
Each of the seven peaks sent three people, arranged from one to twenty-one, to match their opponents by drawing lots. No. 21 got a bye in the first round.
The elder had a box in his hand, which contained a ball of paper with numbers written on it. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he began to draw lots.
"No. 3 Zhu Kangshi!"
"No. 12 Liang Xingsheng!"
After the names were read out one by one, the contestants began to look for their opponents. They were all inner disciples with similar cultivation levels, and many of them even had good relationships with each other on weekdays.
"Number 21! Jiang Lingyun!"
Jiang Lingyun, whose name had never been read out, actually got a bye in the first round. When Jiang Lingyun's name was read out, there was an obvious commotion in the crowd.
"Jiang Lingyun? Who is Jiang Lingyun? Is this person among the inner disciples?"
After all, there are only a few inner disciples who have taken Golden Gun Pills, and many of them have never even heard of Jiang Lingyun's name.
"He seems to be a handyman disciple, but I heard that he refined a golden gun pill that can restore people's glory. I don't know if it is true or not?"
Although he has never taken Golden Gun Pills, after these few days of publicity and the competition among the handyman disciples, Jiang Lingyun's name has spread among the outer disciples and inner disciples.
"What? Is it Jiang Lingyun who refined the golden gun pills? I'm planning to buy some golden gun pills from him after the sect competition!"
Even inner disciples cannot withstand the temptation of the Golden Gun Pill, but it is something that can make a man stand up again.
"It's him? But isn't he a handyman disciple?"
"Who cares about him! I think it's because he's successful in refining the golden gun pills, so let him join in the fun, right? Just be gentle when the time comes, otherwise it won't be easy to buy golden gun pills in the future!"
Jiang Lingyun's appearance did not cause much turmoil. The disciples who could enter the inner sect had all been cultivating for many years, and of course they were well versed in the worldly affairs.
"A bye in the first round? What a coincidence?"
When Jiang Lingyun learned that he had a bye, he was stunned. Isn't this a coincidence?
"Just in time, I haven't figured out how to win the next game yet!"
The inner disciples are not mere servant disciples. Each of them has advanced skills. It is not an easy task to deal with them.
As for the others, they were just surprised that Jiang Lingyun had a bye, and were surprised by Jiang Lingyun's backstage.
"It seems that the higher-ups deliberately want that Jiang Lingyun to go a few more rounds!"
Jiang Lingyun's bye had little impact on the other inner disciples. In other words, they actually did not regard Jiang Lingyun as an opponent at all, so they simply ignored Jiang Lingyun's existence.