Chapter 558: We Can Disguise Ourselves as West Polar Realm People to Watch on the Scene

Inside the Hall of Heaven's Cache, several outsiders from the foreign realms were also staring intently at the match before them.

"How can a competition have a reversal like this?!"

Didn't that person just say everything was settled, that there was no way to fight back, and that the Battle Goddess girl was bound to win?! And they were practically ready to declare the victor!

Moreover, his analysis had been entirely sound and well-reasoned! At least, it had perfectly aligned with his own perspective.

What on earth was happening?!

How could this be so different from what was expected!

One could see several of them—one holding a melon, one carrying a cup of wine, and another, looking left and right, stealthily filching a slice of melon before immersing himself wholeheartedly in watching the match.

"Lethal strikes are truly difficult to land!" Mr. Mu remarked. "This shot is an absolute work of divine mastery!"

"Are we about to witness a comeback?!" Xiao Yulu shouted, completely dumbfounded.

"Contestant Liu Ningyun still has a Substitute Straw Doll! Will she use it?! The opponent is clearly baiting the substitute, but given the circumstances, she absolutely must use it!"

"She used it! We can see Contestant Liu Ningyun has become exceedingly cautious; she has realized that the King of Rangers has likely put a massive amount of bitter effort into mastering lethal strikes!"

"And now, the Teana Battle Goddess form has been shattered. The drain was too great, and she no longer possesses the capacity to transform again! Meanwhile, we see that the King of Rangers still holds his Awakening skill in reserve! Will he unleash it?!"

"We see Contestant Liu Ningyun being driven into a dead corner! The King of Rangers has trapped Contestant Liu Ningyun completely in a blind alley, oh my! It is over!" The two commentators began to wail loudly. "To think that in a match like this, a comeback would actually happen!"

Before their eyes, the revolvers in the hands of the King of Rangers fired frantically, each shot carrying a remarkably peculiar rhythm, the bullets weaving together as if transforming into a giant net!

Standard Gun Fu! These bullets were far from being as simple as merely scattering in all directions with immense power like they did in the game.

"The tables have turned!" Mu Donglai cried out.

The several outsiders in the Hall of Heaven's Cache were eating their melon like madmen: "Splendid! Beyond expectation! To think it would turn around like this!"

"To think that upon arriving at this place, we would still be able to witness such a magnificent battle!"

"Such a thrilling, blood-boiling combat is something I am seeing for the very first time!" Karl held his wine glass, elegantly savoring the fine vintage while continuing to fix his gaze on the match out of the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, a flash of golden light erupted before them.

A long blade entwined with a golden dragon thrust forward fiercely!

"The Dragon Spear! Contestant Liu Ningyun's Dragon Spear!"

"Pfft—!" This time, Karl didn't spill the wine on his trousers; he spat it out in a massive spray.

"Pfft—!" Kelvin, who had just been sprayed with a face full of wine, spat out a mouthful of melon seeds.

Upon the commentator's platform: "Contestant King of Rangers...!? Eh?! The tables have been turned on him!"

Xiao Yulu and Mu Donglai exchanged a glance.

Damn it, how are we supposed to commentate this match!

The two froze for a long moment, and the entire venue fell silent for a long moment.

Only then did the audience hear the two suddenly stand up and shout at the top of their lungs: "Both contestants have displayed a supreme spirit of competitive excellence!"

"Let us congratulate the victor!"

"Though defeated, the loser covers themselves in glory!"

"Hahaha..." They looked entirely ready to throw in the towel and quit.

Inside the Hall of Heaven's Cache.

"It seems to be quite splendid indeed..." Jessica laughed heartily. "The ending was completely unpredictable, truly beyond expectation!"

Kelvin and Karl—one hurriedly wiping melon seeds from his face, the other hastily brushing away the wine—stood in silence: "..."

"Keep watching, keep watching!"

"This whatever-it's-called electronic sports is simply too enthralling!"

"..."

"Now... let us congratulate..."

"...Next up, it is Contestant Blade Master Nalan Hongwu, facing..."

"...Currently underway is the match for Group B..."

As time marched onward, a floor covered in melon rinds could be seen.

Several servants carrying brooms swept up section after section.

"Lady Jessica, it is time for dinner!"

"Oh... bring me two more melons!"

"About that..." The servant said with a hint of embarrassment, "The melons are all gone..."

"Ah—?!"

"Lady Jessica... you have all been watching for an entire day..." The servant kindly reminded her.

"..."

"How is it that today's viewing feels so unfulfilling..."

"I feel the same way; these spells cannot be glimpsed clearly enough!"

"In order to avoid being discovered by those indigenous deities, how would I dare to manifest my magic too ostentatiously?!" Jessica glared at the others. "Furthermore, I am not a professional spellcaster!"

"How about... we go to the venue tomorrow to watch it live?"

"Are you not afraid of being discovered by those so-called Battle Goddesses and Blade Masters?!"

"Have you not realized? Their matches take place within another realm. If it were here, with all that shattering of space and summoning of evil gods, would ordinary cultivators even dare to watch?!"

"True... however, we seem to look different from these natives... won't we be recognized?" Kelvin asked with trepidation.

"No need to worry," Karl spoke up. "We can disguise ourselves as people from the West Polar Region!"

...

The first day featured the matches for each group in Dungeon and Fighter, progressing from the top 16 to the top 8, and from the top 8 to the top 4; tomorrow would be where the true splendor lay.

In truth, within the vast land of Lingzhou, it was not only the Seven Great Clans that produced a multitude of talents; there also existed hidden cultivators within the deep mountains and ancient forests who focused solely on their cultivation, oblivious to the affairs of the mortal world.

Because they did not involve themselves in worldly matters, they remained unknown to the world. Perhaps the several great clans were not entirely unaware of the existence of these hidden cultivators, but entering the world and avoiding the world inherently did not interfere with one another, hence the two sides rarely had any intersection.

Even in places like the Heavenly Ruins or the Golden Palace of Creation, their figures were never seen. Were it not for a cataclysmic event like the impending collapse of Lingzhou or a shared tribulation of all cultivators, they might forever remain unknown to the world.

The Seven Sacred Mountains was just such a place, perhaps already considered a remarkably ancient lineage of hidden inheritance.

They were different from other cultivators; in fact, because they never set foot outside their doors, almost no one practiced spells meant for fighting against others.

Though they lived a secluded life, this did not mean they would not occasionally pay attention to the mortal world. However, distinct from the ordinary meaning of "attention," they deduced the destiny and fortune of the entirety of Lingzhou by observing the constellations.

Even if no one had ever walked out of the Seven Sacred Mountains, it did not mean they were ignorant of the great affairs of the world.

At this moment, within the Seven Sacred Mountains.

This was a range of mountains covered in pure white snow, where the wind and snow raged continuously.

Yet deep within the mountain range, there existed a valley where all four seasons felt like spring. At this time, a white-haired elder could be seen sitting cross-legged by the side of a small lake, behind whom pines and cypresses towered, lush and verdant.

Beside him was a gray-haired middle-aged man, cradling a zither in his arms, who sat down with an air of serene detachment.

Beside him, a pot of spiritual tea was gently warming, tended carefully by a ten-year-old Daoist acolyte with hair bound in twin buns. From the narrow path winding beside the mountain stream came a Daoist in grey robes, treading forward to the rhythm of his own song, chanting: "White clouds and yellow cranes grace the Daoist's domain, a single zither, a single sword, a cup of tea to sustain.

Feathered robes ever bathed in the hues of mist and glow, untainted by the peach and plum blossoms of the world below."

"...Quietude and non-action form the hearth of my home, untainted by mortal dust, the roots of the Dao deeply grown, seeking out renowned masters to rectify the orthodox way, to ascend the Dragon Flower assembly at the immortal gathering's display."

"What wind blows you here, Daoist Friend Wuchenzi?" The Daoist by the lakeside spoke, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed to nurture his spirit.

"Hahaha... Daoist Lord Xuyu possesses the finest Dragon-Whiskers tea here, which ripens but once every seven hundred years. Today, the hour has come yet again."

"And here I wondered what your intentions were; it turns out you have come to sponge some tea!" The middle-aged man cradling the zither laughed heartily.

"What a pity... Daoist Friend Qingyun is currently in the mortal realm, lacking the good fortune to enjoy this!"

"I told her time and again to delay her descent from the mountain by a few days!" A charming woman beside them, clad in green with hair of silver, shook her head and let out a soft, disdainful snort.

"Heed not the words of the old, and hardship will swiftly unfold!"

"Creee!" Right at that moment, a clear, resonant bird cry echoed from the heavens as a celestial crane descended from the sky.

"A message from Fairy Qingyun! A message from Fairy Qingyun!" The crane screeched in a hoarse, drake-like voice.

"Oh?" The group murmured in surprise. "A message so soon?"

"Fairy Qingyun also brought back a wealth of goods! A wealth of goods!"

"Wandering through the mundane world, what sort of good things could there possibly be?" The Daoist snorted in derision.

"There is Iced Black Tea! Delicious Iced Black Tea!" the crane cried out. "And also the iPhon Communication Jade! An iPhon Communication Jade that lets you play Penguin! You can even watch esports matches!"

"What on earth are those?!" The group was left utterly bewildered.

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