Eternal Sacred King

Naturally, Beiming Ao was puzzled.

Only Su Zimo and Beiming Xue knew the reason why.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Nangong,"

Beiming Ao cupped his fists towards Nangong Xi and expressed his thanks.

However, his eyes were still wary.

One who was unaccountably solicitous was hiding evil intentions!

His first reaction was that the Nangong aristocratic family wanted to rope them in and obtain that non-existent secret.

Nangong Xi smiled and was not bothered.

Instead, his gaze lingered on Beiming Xue and Su Zimo.

All he received was an order to bring the three of them over. Furthermore, the commander of the Nangong aristocratic family, Nangong Ling, had given a clear order to not delay the three of them!

However, Nangong Xi did not see anything special about the three of them.

Beiming Ao was not old and was a little rash.

Beiming Xue was outstanding and possessed an extraordinary aura. However, her Golden Core was shattered by Dongfang Zhi and she was now a cripple.

A hundred years of lifespan was fleeting.

As for the green-robed man…

He couldn't read this person at all!

Nangong Xi shook his head.

There were no traces of cultivation on the person, making him look like a mortal scholar. However, he did not seem uneasy in the territory of cultivators at the Ximen villa.

Instead, he was even more composed than the cultivators of the three aristocratic families, as though he was right at home!

Nangong Xi brought the three of them to a residence and smiled. "The three of you can rest here tonight. The competition will officially begin tomorrow. If there's anything, you just have to summon the servants of the Nangong family."

With that said, he turned to leave.

"That's all?"

Beiming Ao was puzzled.

He was still pondering over the motive of Nangong Xi for saving them and how he should deal with it. In the end, the latter merely turned and left.

"Come in and rest. You have to rest well for tomorrow's competition,"

Beiming Xue beckoned to Beiming Ao.

This was a side courtyard of the Ximen villa. It was exquisite with fake mountains and flowing water, a spirit plantation with lush greenery and some servants of the Nangong family within.

Even direct descendants of the Nangong aristocratic family lived in a similar environment.

"What's up with the Nangong family?"

Beiming Ao was still puzzled.

However, when he thought about the competition tomorrow, he suppressed his curiosity temporarily and began to rest, preparing for the upcoming battle!

…

The next morning, the villa that had been silent for the entire night gradually became livelier.

The Beiming clansmen spent the night in the open ground of the villa with a chilling wind. Although it was nothing much for cultivators, they were all dispirited.

At that moment, Beiming Xue and Beiming Ao walked over.

Having rested for the night, Beiming Ao looked energetic and was filled with vigor.

"Let's go,"

The Beiming clan leader greeted and headed towards his clansmen, towards the center of the villa.

The aristocratic family competition was set up in the center of the villa and was surrounded by a spectator area. The commanders of the three aristocratic families had seats and the rest of the clansmen stood to watch.

The spectator area was in a circle and the center was where the fight was.

The battlefield split into ten gigantic raised platforms.

At that moment, the spectator area was almost filled with people and voices.

Cultivators of the three aristocratic families were already present. At a glance, they were dense and looked extremely spectacular.

"My! The Beiming aristocratic family sent people too?"

"Fufu, in my opinion, they're here to embarrass themselves!"

Many cultivators burst into laughter with mocking expressions when they caught sight of the Beiming clansmen.

"There's no space here. Get lost!"

A cultivator of the Ximen aristocratic family hollered.

Actually, there was an empty spot beside him that could accommodate more than ten people.

The Beiming clan leader sighed internally and did not argue. He led his clansmen to the other side.

At his age, he no longer had the fervor to fight.

He had expected such humiliation when they came to take part in the aristocratic family competition.

"Everyone from the Beiming clan, come over,"

Nangong Xi beckoned to everyone from the Beiming clan.

Su Zimo swept his gaze.

On the side of the Nangong aristocratic family, Nangong Ling, Liu Hanyan and Ru Xuan sat high and above in the spectator area with many spirit fruits and immortal peaches around them.

Nangong Ling stood up hurriedly and wanted to walk towards Su Zimo.

Su Zimo shook his head gently.

It was only then that Nangong Ling stopped.

"Isn't that Nangong Ling?"

A chuckle sounded from afar as a cultivator of the Ximen aristocratic family arrived slowly in a gigantic carriage that hovered in midair.

Many young and beautiful girls surrounded the carriage.

The cultivator of the Ximen aristocratic family had a relaxed expression as he drank his wine and said coolly, "You've been out adventuring for many years. How have you been?"

"Ximen Ze,"

Nangong Ling raised his brow.

Ximen Ze was the commander of the Ximen aristocratic family this time round and hosted the aristocratic family competition.

"Nangong Ling, you probably can't even recognize us anymore now that you're in Hundred Refinement Sect of the four unorthodox groups, huh?"

A Void Reversion of the Dongfang aristocratic family flew over with an unfriendly expression.

Dongfang Yi.

The commander of the Dongfang aristocratic family this time round!

The three of them were considered as cultivators of the same generation and had known one another since they were young.

However, Nangong Ling headed to the Middle Continent to train and cultivate, joining Hundred Refinement Sect thereafter. As for Ximen Ze and Dongfang Yi, the two of them remained cultivating in the aristocratic families. As such, their paths varied.

However, they were all elites of the same generation after all. Now that they were all at the Void Reversion realm, they were famous outside!

Although what happened the previous night was only a small conflict between the juniors, Dongfang Yi and Ximen Ze had already received the news.

Therefore, their tones were sarcastic the moment they met Nangong Ling today.

Nangong Ling smiled faintly and ignored the two of them.

Standing in the crowd, Su Zimo could not use his spirit consciousness and merely surveyed his surroundings with his vision and hearing.

As Nangong Ling had said, there were no cultivators with high cultivation realms in this aristocratic family competition.

The commanders of the three aristocratic families, Ximen Ze, Dongfang Yi and Nangong Ling, were all at the Void Reversion realm. Apart from them, there were also some Void Reversions.

However, Su Zimo could sense that there were definitely Dharma Characteristic Dao Lords in this villa!

As for Conjoint Body Mighty Figures, he could not detect them yet.

Actually, Su Zimo was not interested in the aristocratic family competition at all.

He was here because he was worried about Beiming Xue.

Because Beiming Xue was his eldest disciple, he could not just leave her be. At the very least, he would only leave after this matter was over.

The sect competition had already begun.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivators of the various aristocratic families ascended the stone platform one after another to fight in pairs.

A few Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Beiming aristocratic family came forward as well.

But soon, the Beiming aristocratic family clansmen were defeated by cultivators of the three aristocratic families. They only cleared two rounds at most before being swept away.

The Beiming aristocratic family did not have any cultivation technique manuals, spirit weapons or elixirs.

As for the cultivators of the three aristocratic families, they had countless resources and guidance from their experts—the difference in strength between them was immense!

Each time the Beiming aristocratic family was defeated, a series of mocking laughs would echo from the crowd.

"Little brother, don't be nervous. Given your strength, you can definitely make it to the top hundred."

Beiming Xue consoled him softly.

"Alright!"

Beiming Ao nodded.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator competition ended before noon.

Immediately after was the fight between the Golden Cores!