The Journey Back of the Immortal Emperor
Qing III Clan Tournament (Second Branch)
Outside the cave, the moonlight still shone very brightly with stars twinkling above the sky.
The scenery was very beautiful to enjoy while one was resting after cultivating.
Now, midnight was almost there but Qing Chen was still inside the cave.
He was currently standing while holding the key in his right hand, he stared at the treasure chest then walked over to open it.
Klackk!!
The treasure chest opened, within which could be seen three pieces of items that each exuded a different aura. The first is a gray ring, the second is an herb shaped like a leaf with a slightly blackish blue color, and the third is an ancient dress.
Qing Chen raised his hand and took out a gray-colored ring first.
He noticed the gray ring at a glance, the next second his fingers trembled as Qing Chen realized how precious the object in his hand was.
He revealed a big smile and said.
"I didn't think I could have this ring in the Mortal Realm. From my previous life, the owner of the dimensional ring in the Mortal Realm can be counted with fingers."
In his previous life, dimensional rings were quite rare among common Cultivators. That was because the materials needed to make it were spatial stones that were quite difficult to find.
The dimensional ring has a space in it, it depends on how big the spatial stone is used as the material for making it.
As Qing Chen channeled his spiritual energy into the dimensional ring, the smile on his face grew wider and wider..
"Haha, this Ring has an area of about 400 m, . although it cannot compare to mine in his previous life, but it is also a rare treasure!!."
After Qing Chen put on the dimensional ring on the finger of his right hand, he turned his gaze on the blackish-blue leaf.
Even though the leaf was not as good as the dimensional ring it still made Qing Chen overjoyed.
As for the third item, Qing Chen looked at it while frowning, the ancient shirt looked extremely thin and easily torn, Qing Chen even felt that it could tear it apart with just the grasp of his hand alone.
But there was something strange about that ancient shirt, when Qing Chen touched the shirt, the feeling of disappointment disappeared replaced with his feeling of surprise.
In the next instant, the entire Qi within his Dantian disappeared and Qing Chen's body became transparent.
Seeing that his body as well as the air of his being disappeared without a trace, Qing Chen carved a satisfied smile on his face.
"Hahaha, I never expected that this ancient dress would have such a powerful effect."
Qing Chen did not know where the origin of the ancient clothes came from and where Qing Wen got them first. But those ancient clothes were the items he needed the most right now.
If one day Qing Chen met an extremely powerful enemy, k, he could use the abilities of those ancient clothes to escape.
That ancient shirt could be considered the life of both.
After being satisfied with the three treasures, Qing Chen immediately glanced towards the golden mound and with a bad grin on his face, he chuckled.. "Hehehe... Hehe..."
The mound of gold coins instantly disappeared in the blink of an eye, it only took a split second before the mound of gold coins was inside the dimensional ring.
Qing Chen then looked at Qing Wen's tomb that he had made for her and said.
"My son Qing Wen.. I'll always visit your grave once a month."
Qing Chen stared at the meal for quite a long time until then walked away leaving the cave.
After he came out from inside the cave, Qing Chen made a low-level illusion array to not make anyone enter his son's tomb.
After which, Qing Chen raised the large sword behind his shoulder and immediately ran back towards his residence.
Qing Chen did not intend to keep the black fire sword inside the dimensional ring, instead Qing Chen raised the black fire sword on his shoulder as it would be great for his physical improvement.
The weight of that black fire sword reached around 2 Ton, with such a heavy burden on his shoulders. It made Qing Chen's movements slow down very significantly...
2 Tons was not the original weight of the black fire sword, it at least weighed around 100 tons or even higher than Qing Chen had thought.
After running for almost half an hour, Qing Chen finally arrived at his courtyard without encountering any danger.
After entering the house, the first thing Qing Chen did was to put the black fire sword by his bedside, he then cleaned himself in the bathroom and went up on the bed to sleep.
Today, his entire body was completely exhausted and Qing Chen did not have the rest of his other energy to cultivate.
***
The next morning, Qing Chen woke up and found his physical body growing stronger. He hurriedly took out the black fire sword and raised the sword on his shoulder.
He then rushed out of his house and immediately went out of the house and headed towards the square of the Qing Clan.
Getting there, Qing Chen frowned and said. "Isn't this place more crowded than it was yesterday?"
But after some time, he hurriedly ran towards the waiting room and sat quietly there while waiting for the tournament leader to start the Second Round.
Just like yesterday, just when the Clan Patriarch had already sat down on the prepared seat, the tournament leader instantly stood up and began to announce the start of the second round with the remaining number of participants being 50 people.
"I'll explain some rules in the second half. The second half will be a bit different to the first half. For those who got the numbers 1 to 5 were in the first arena, 6 to 10 were in the second arena."
"Each arena will choose one number, if the person whose number is called then that person will be the King of the Arena. Everyone has three chances to challenge him."
"That's all I want to tell you. No need to linger any longer, I will soon start the second round tournament.."
All participants immediately walked up to the arena to pick up the license plate, each person began to take one wooden plate containing numbers 1 to 50.
The one who got the number kab with the red mark was the one who would become the Arena King.
For the first arena, he was one of the geniuses of the Qing Clan for money named Qing Shan. He was currently in the first layer of the Innate Realm.
Each Arena had one person who was in the Innate Realm, since this was already planned by the elders, they all wanted the geniuses who were in the Innate Realm to fight fiercely when the third round began.
Qing Chen got the number 8, He was in the second arena, and the person he had to defeat to seize the title of Arena King was, a man named Qing Ye.
It was the same as Qing Shan who was in the first layer of the Innate Realm.
After all the participants were already in their respective arenas, the tournament leader also started to announce the start of the second round tournament.
Qing Chen also patiently waited, he did not directly come forward and face Qing Ye first.
He just stood up while watching the other participants being defeated one by one.
Time passed by so quickly, all the challengers who were in the second arena right now no longer had the right to challenge.
They were all defeated by Qing Ye very quickly without getting a chance to fight back.
Qing Ye then glanced at Qing Chen who was the only remaining challenger, a cold grin coming out of his mouth.
"Yoo, trash Qing– Clan eh no-no .. or I can say genius Qing Clan hehe." Qing Ye chuckled as if not considering Qing Chen as her opponent.
Qing Ye again said, "Hurry to come here ! are you so scared that you can't walk hahaha..."
Qing Ye let out a cold laugh as she shot out some harsh words to give to Qing Chen.
Although Qing Chen's appearance surprised him in the first round, but with such a huge cultivation difference between him and Qing Chen ... What should he be afraid of?
Qing Chen snorted as he said in a cold voice, "save those stupid words of yours, look and learn how I will defeat you in five moves."
Qing Chen immediately stood up and leaped onto the arena, his figure so dashingly staring at Qing Ye while pulling the greatsword behind him.
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To be continued.
