Chapter 315: Backdoor Deal? If You’re Going to Fight, Fight for First Place!

Meanwhile.

Northern Dark Holy Land.

The selection process for the Jade Pool Grotto-Heaven spots has been ongoing during this period.

Above the Holy Land.

A massive, floating island has appeared as the main arena for the selection.

Within it, various Daoist Magic and Divine Ability clashed with astonishing power, sending out ripples that felt almost tangible, churning the surrounding sea of clouds.

Various Flying Swords and Magic Treasures darted about without a trace, truly resembling a battle of Immortals.

The internal selection of the Holy Land.

The stakes are naturally extremely high.

Now that it has reached the final stages, those still qualified to compete are one-in-a-ten-thousand Dragons and Phoenixes among people, with few rivals within the Golden Core Stage.

Hum! Bang!

The wind suddenly intensified.

A brilliant sword light pierced through the defense of a mysterious armored turtle shell Magic Treasure, tore through several Divine Ability seals in succession, and arrived before a Northern Dark Holy Land Disciple with unstoppable momentum.

Under his terrified gaze, it hovered three inches from his brow.

"Junior Brother Yuan, I accept the win!"

A hundred feet away, a young man in white smiled and cupped his hands.

Cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the Disciple surnamed Yuan. With a complex gaze and a long sigh, he returned the salute, saying: "Senior Brother Su, your Divine Ability is formidable. I humbly admit defeat!"

Whoosh—The surroundings erupted into an uproar.

Many of the watching Northern Dark Holy Land Disciples exclaimed in amazement.

There are many outstanding individuals in the Holy Land this year.

Especially among the True Disciples, everyone is like a Dragon or Phoenix, each with their own strengths.

However, there has been no consensus on who is the strongest, mainly because no one could say for sure who was stronger between Su Qinghe and Yuan Congtian.

But now, there is an answer.

Su Qinghe has been hiding his true skill.

In this crucial battle, he easily defeated Yuan Congtian. No matter what methods the other party used, he remained unhurried, completely crushing him.

This is enough to establish his position as the number one of the Northern Dark inner sect.

"I knew Senior Brother Su would definitely win!"

"Senior Brother Su has been hiding his strength too well. This year at the Jade Pool Grotto-Heaven, he will definitely defeat the other major Holy Lands and take the top spot!"

"Senior Brother Su is truly strong. Even if I had another twenty years, I wouldn't be able to block that sword strike!"

"…"

Meanwhile, the Elder in charge of judging announced Su Qinghe's victory.

The surrounding applause was thunderous.

Su Qinghe's expression was calm, one hand behind his back, smiling at the surrounding fellow Disciples, appearing indifferent to favor or humiliation.

In reality, he was constantly keeping an eye on the higher clouds.

Today is the last day of the selection. The Holy Lord should be watching.

He has practiced the Dao of the sword bitterly for so many years, always taking the Holy Lord as his idol, wanting to be accepted as a Disciple by the Holy Lord.

His performance today should be enough to catch the Holy Lord's eye, right?

Just then, a gale blew in the high sky.

A gigantic Golden-Winged Great Peng Eagle arrived, flapping its wings. Its golden wings spread out, blotting out the sky and sun, with astonishing momentum.

On the back of the Great Eagle, a figure in white stood gracefully, clothes fluttering, as if an Immortal had descended.

Beside him, a little girl carved from pink jade followed.

She looked about eleven or twelve years old, standing prettily, holding the young man's hand.

"This is… the Young Lord has arrived?"

"Strange, on days like this in the past, the Young Lord never participated. Why does he have such interest today?"

"I remember now! The Young Lord placed heavy bets at the Thousand Gold Workshop and Wuyou Pavilion, betting that the top of the Luotian Realm list would be a Prodigy from our Northern Dark Holy Land. It's reasonable for him to come and watch!"

"That is true…"

"That's not right, the selection is almost over. Isn't it too late to come watch now?"

"…"

By now, Wang Mu's reputation in the Holy Land had completely renewed.

Almost everyone has a Tianwen Communication Talisman.

They have learned what they needed to know. They also know of Wang Mu's methods of stirring up the winds and clouds in the Northern Region.

His status in the hearts of the Holy Land Disciples is naturally not what it used to be.

Actually, logically speaking, it would be more reasonable for them to call him Saint.

But they still subconsciously follow the mainstream online and address him as Young Lord.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng Eagle landed directly on the sea of clouds.

Luo Xuanshuang's throne was suspended in this void.

Several high-ranking Elders were attending to her nearby.

"Mu'er, why have you come?"

Seeing Wang Mu, Luo Xuanshuang was pleasantly surprised, and the other Elders bowed one after another.

Wang Mu smiled and returned the salute, then pursed his lips at Little Nannan and said: "Isn't the Jade Pool Grotto-Heaven starting soon? I brought the child to sign up!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Xuanshuang didn't react much.

The other Elders were shocked, as the spots were almost determined, and almost every one of them had a Disciple selected under their tutelage.

If they added someone at the last minute, someone would inevitably have to be replaced.

Of course, if they really had to add one, considering the Holy Lord's Face, it wasn't impossible.

But this kind of thing cannot see the light of day. It must be prepared in advance and handled privately.

How can he bring someone so openly and demand a spot?

Once they agree, what will the Disciples below think?

An Elder coughed twice and said with a smile: "Saint, the selection is nearing its end. Do you think…"

Wang Mu nodded and said: "I know, I just came right on time to avoid walking back and forth too many times and wasting time!"

Hearing this, the Elders couldn't smile anymore.

Wang Mu's meaning was almost explicitly telling them that he must insert someone.

"This, isn't it quite inappropriate?" The Pavilion Master of the Tianwu Pavilion spoke, frowning slightly.

"The person recommended by the Saint must have excellent character and talent, but adding someone now will likely cause the Disciples to be dissatisfied!"

The good-natured Elder Tiandan said with a chuckle.

Wang Mu smiled and said: "Elders, rest assured, that won't happen."

He looked at Luo Xuanshuang and asked: "Mother, pick a few Disciples who can convince the others, and let her go up and fight two rounds, okay?"

Hearing this, the expressions of several Elders changed slightly.

They originally thought Wang Mu wanted to use a backdoor, but now it doesn't seem like it!

Wisps of Divine Sense fell upon Little Nannan, but they couldn't detect anything; it was all Chaos.

It seemed like she used a special Magic Treasure to conceal her cultivation and such.

Luo Xuanshuang had seen Little Nannan's extraordinary nature, but she hadn't seen her actually fight.

But she believed that since Wang Mu brought her here, he must be confident.

So, after a moment of thought, she agreed: "Very well."

Seeing that Luo Xuanshuang had agreed, the other Elders looked at each other, shook their heads secretly, returned to their seats, and said nothing more, waiting to watch the show.

Luo Xuanshuang directly summoned the Elder presiding over the selection below and arranged the matter.

That Elder was quite surprised, his Face full of difficulty.

But the Holy Lord's intention was firm, and he dared not disobey. He could only lead Little Nannan down from the clouds and onto the arena.

"Ahem… A special situation has arisen, and one new person must be added to participate in the selection!" the Elder introduced.

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene erupted in an uproar.

Many Disciples made sounds of dissatisfaction.

"What is going on?"

"The competition is almost over, and you're adding someone at the last minute?"

"They probably want to pick a few of the weakest and force a replacement!"

At the edge of the arena, over a hundred Golden Core Stage Disciples' expressions changed slightly.

They had all come this far through the selection process.

Playing this trick at such a time. It's obvious that they want to pick a soft persimmon from among them to replace.

No matter who it is, they are destined to be unwilling.

It is expected that the next step will be for an Elder to find them and ask them to intentionally lose.

After all, if that little girl really had talent, she wouldn't need to resort to such crooked paths.

Can't she just participate in the selection fair and square?

The crowd below was buzzing with discussion.

Some hot-tempered Disciples even shouted loudly, denouncing the injustice.

The Elder in charge of presiding repeatedly reprimanded them, forcibly suppressing everyone's anger, but he also felt a headache, struggling with whom to arrange to fight Little Nannan.

"This… young lady, tell me, who do you want to challenge?" The Elder couldn't figure out Little Nannan's background, so he asked with some hesitation.

Little Nannan looked around. Suddenly, she extended her finger and pointed at one person: "Just him!"

At this moment, the whole place was silent.

Just because the person Little Nannan chose was none other than Su Qinghe!