Chapter 783: Esports, Here I Come!

"Boss, when exactly is that 'electronic sports' you mentioned coming out?" Having just finished watching The Peerless Divine Land and Wind and Cloud 3 today, the players at the East Mystic Cave Heaven branch found them intensely fierce and blood-pumping, but...

They had previously heard the boss explain that this "electronic sports" could turn someone into a "Great God" or a "Great Demon King."

Though it sounded somewhat absurd, still...

The items in the shop left even those at the peak of the Saint Stage trembling with apprehension. As far as the mystic realms and television dramas were concerned, even if all the artifact masters of our entire Eastern Continent combined their forces, they could not possibly create them.

Perhaps...

At this moment, the white-bearded, white-haired Supreme Elder of the Heaven-Sunder Sect commanded several elders to step forward and inquire, while he himself held that ancient golden tome, turning to the final page.

"Yet, there is an exception to every matter..." Though that line of ancient text was somewhat fragmented and damaged, he still managed to decipher it intermittently.

It seemed to narrate an ancient era when countless powerhouses from the Eastern and Western Continents vied for supremacy, seeking to take a step further...

Looking to the end, he saw that the final pages of the golden tome were missing, seemingly destroyed by hand to prevent too many people from learning this hidden secret.

"It sounds just like..." He looked left and right, "Just like... a duel on Mount Hua?"

Didn't Boss Fang say that this "electronic sports" was precisely like a "duel on Mount Hua" or something like Shattering the Void?

The Sect Master, clad in an ochre Taoist robe, stood beside him, observing the Supreme Elder's exceedingly ancient appearance. "Elder... do you truly believe this 'electronic sports' is... real...?"

The Supreme Elder, Zhuge Qingyun, cast a dim, aging gaze over the ruined pages of the book, then looked at Boss Fang, who was explaining things over there. Isn't this exactly what was written in the golden tome left behind by the Grandmaster!

"Perhaps... it is," the old man replied, a hint of hesitation evident in his voice.

"Is it really...?" Sect Master Feng Xuehe was a sensible man and felt that something was amiss... Could it be that... the Supreme Elder was becoming a bit senile? He asked suspiciously.

The white-haired elder's eyes instantly widened with fury, and he barked, "How could it not be real!"

You little brat, you dare to doubt this old man?! When I was managing the sect, you didn't even know where you were nursing yet, you really have the audacity of a tiger!

"See for yourself!" He hurled the golden tome left by the Grandmaster straight at his face. "Look for yourself!"

"Uh..."

"Powerhouses vying for supremacy... 'A duel on Mount Hua'...?!" Feng Xuehe stared wide-eyed at the contents of the golden tome translated by the Supreme Elder. It was indeed exactly as the boss had described!

"Then doesn't that mean 'electronic sports' can truly allow one to become a Great God?!"

His expression grew solemn instantly.

Holding the golden tome in both hands, he trembled and said, "You... you have finally deciphered the Grandmaster's golden tome?!"

"Of course!" Supreme Elder Zhuge Qingyun gently stroked his snow-white beard, declaring proudly, "It was well worth the two centuries this old man spent on it!"

"Excellent!" Sect Master Feng Xuehe shouted, feeling as though he, like those brilliant and magnificent ancestors of old, had embarked upon a grand road toward eternity. At this moment, his eyes were filled with lofty ambitions.

In this era, legends would be written by their own hands!

...

After all, with the new shop just opening, Boss Fang would still drop by occasionally to look around.

Thus, on the other side, early in the morning, several elders and disciples respectfully stepped forward to greet him. "About that 'electronic sports'...?"

Boss Fang merely pointed toward the small blackboard.

Written upon it was: "New Game Today: League of Legends."

"Activation is 'Free Activation'."

"This mystic realm is actually... free of charge?!" The few exchanged glances, their faces filled with profound shock.

"How is that possible?!" Xiao Yunhe said in horror.

Wasn't it said that one could ascend to become a Great God?!

"You can also reach the Ascension Realm through cultivation," Boss Fang rolled his eyes at him and said, "Do you charge yourselves for that?"

"Uh..." Xiao Yunhe's face froze. "The senior speaks the truth."

...

At the same time, at the Blue Waves City shop, a group of elves had clearly noticed this new game. "Free again...?"

"There is actually a free mystic realm?!" As a member of the Mage Association, Adolf was also taken aback.

"It was already discounted last time..." Tix spoke up with indignation on behalf of Boss Fang. "And this time it's free! The boss is truly too kind!"

"But if things continue like this, won't he really go bankrupt?!"

"These mystic realms aren't neglected; not only are they not neglected, but they are exceptionally popular. At a time like this, the boss is actually offering it for free?!"

A group of elves was also profoundly moved. "The boss is truly too benevolent!"

"Exactly, exactly!" Lorleen had bought ten games last time, and her pockets were clearly quite empty lately. She was instantly moved to tears. "The boss is taking such good care of us!"

"Indeed!" Sera added. "If the new game were expensive, I would have to think twice about whether to buy it."

"To think it would unexpectedly be free!"

"Let us cheer for the fact that we can play the new game for free!" Standing at the counter was a handsome young man wearing a magic robe, clearly the newly hired clerk—Merlin.

"I think we should open a bottle of Coke to celebrate!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I want a bottle of Coke too!"

"Bring me a bottle as well! And spicy sticks!"

"Let's go buy some too!" Lorleen suggested. "Anyway, we originally planned to buy the new game. Now that we don't have to spend money, it's equivalent to us making a profit!"

We can use this earned money to buy Coke, spicy sticks, potato chips, and all kinds of snacks. Just thinking about it makes me so happy!

The shop doors stood wide open.

At this moment, a spy from the Radiant Divine Realm quietly stole a few more glances from outside the doorway.

"The Origin Internet Club is losing money again..."

"If this continues, we will surely win without a fight!"

Within the Radiant Divine Realm...

Saint Heinz and Saint Duran exchanged a glance, smiling faintly. "Free?"

The previous discounts were one thing; at least he could recoup his costs.

Now you make it free?!

One must know that any advancement does not come from nowhere. A mystic realm can enhance a person's cultivation and train their combat skills; how could it continue without energy to sustain it?

Free...?

"Though the enemy is strong, it is a pity he wishes to play the part of a selfless, desireless great sage." Saint Duran shook his head and laughed. "Being too idealistic and unrealistic will only lead to self-destruction!"

"How about..." A Cardinal said with confidence, "We ease the prohibitions placed upon the remaining believers and subjects of our vassal nations slightly? That way, the more people who enter their mystic realms, the faster they will perish!"

"There is also the Kingdom of St. Heins... I suppose we can reduce some restrictions there as well..."

"However, the pursuit of the Grand Mage Merlin must still be pressed urgently."

"Conduct it in secret!"

...

Meanwhile, the players within these shops, some clutching Cokes and others holding boxes of spicy sticks, all sat before their computers and opened the game.

With a heart full of dreams and the burning longing to become a legend.

"Esports, here I come!"

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