Chapter 3798 Draw Lots Again

Ouyang Pingjiang bowed his head in defeat, and at this moment, the arena erupted with thunderous cheers, as countless people applauded the small Sect that had emerged from Dile Heaven.

Now, the four rounds of competition were over, and including Ye Bufan, who had a bye, a total of thirteen victors had been determined.

Among them, each of the Three Great Sects had only one person advance, with Lingyun Sword Sect becoming the most dazzling dark horse, securing five spots.

Wu Huo Daojun announced the results, then proceeded with the next round of drawing lots.

Thirteen small glowing orbs flew into the air, attracting countless gazes, as everyone wanted to see who would be matched against whom in the next round.

"There are a total of thirteen numbers; the one who draws thirteen gets a bye, and the remaining will be paired as one against twelve, two against eleven, and so on, for the next round of competition.

Alright, let's begin now."

Wu Huo Daojun explained the rules in detail, then began the drawing.

"Do you think that lucky Young man from Lingyun Sword Sect will get another bye?"

"I guess not. Even if he's lucky, there's a limit. He can't keep being lucky forever…"

"Thirteen, please don't draw thirteen. I want to see how capable that Young man really is, to see him get utterly thrashed and humiliated by others…"

The surrounding people discussed animatedly, with most of their attention focused on Ye Bufan, wanting to see which number he would draw.

In the eyes of countless people, this Young man was mysterious and lucky, having not made a move until now. Everyone wanted to see his strength, and some even hoped to see him make a fool of himself.

To enter the top thirteen without even lifting a finger, such luck was bound to draw the envy of many, especially the Disciples who had already been eliminated from the competition.

Feeling the attention of the crowd, Ye Bufan smiled, reached out, and a glowing orb fell into his palm.

As the light dissipated, the number eleven was clearly written on it.

"Hahaha, he finally didn't get thirteen, he's finally not that lucky anymore…"

Upon seeing this result, the surroundings immediately erupted in thunderous cheers.

The others also drew their numbers one after another, and the lucky number thirteen ultimately fell into Dongfang Daoyuan's hands.

The onlookers expressed a wave of regret, while many of the competing Disciples secretly felt relieved, as no one wanted to face the legendary strongest person.

After a moment of lament, everyone's attention shifted to finding the number two, as the number two would be matched against Ye Bufan.

The Zhao Family, Four Directions Sword Sect, and Han Family, these three families harbored the most intense hatred, and had even begun to gnash their teeth.

Zhao Qinglian secretly vowed that if the opponent was from another aristocratic family, he would definitely go over and "greet" him, and thoroughly teach this guy a lesson.

Even if he couldn't destroy his Primordial Spirit, he would completely ruin his Physical Body.

Although it was ultimately determined that Zhao Qingzhuo and others died at the hands of powerful demonic cultivators, they had, after all, gone to intercept Ye Bufan, so this debt would also be counted against him.

But then, everyone was surprised to find that the number two had fallen into Leng Qingqiu's hands.

A chorus of boos immediately erupted in the arena, and many people showed disappointed expressions.

No matter what, they were fellow Disciples, so the imagined thrashing was impossible; at most, Ye Bufan would simply withdraw.

"This guy has also set a record; he didn't lift a finger and ultimately withdrew from the Hundred Champions Competition…"

"He's really a lucky Young man; he didn't end up in the hands of others…"

"So disappointing, it's a shame I didn't get to see him get humiliated…"

Many people shook their heads and sighed. In their eyes, Ye Bufan was destined to be no match for Leng Qingqiu, and would inevitably withdraw unilaterally.

However, even so, he was already very lucky. To reach this stage relying on luck was something that had never happened before.

A moment later, the others also drew their numbers, and another round of grouping was completed.

Out of the thirteen people, one received a bye, and the remaining were divided into six groups for battle.

Jin Meier would fight Jin Chongfeng of the Five Elements Sword Sect, Xuan Yuan Linglong would fight Qiao Yuniang of the Hehe Sword Sect, and Situ Dianmo would fight Wei Weishuo of the Wei Family.

Aoyue Fairy would fight Xifeng Lie, Qin Muyue would fight Chu Xiangjun of the Chu Family, and the other match was Ye Bufan against Leng Qingqiu.

"Alright, let's go back."

The people around discussed the groupings animatedly, commenting and judging based on what they had learned these past few days, predicting the outcomes.

Ye Bufan, however, was now rather unenthusiastic. At the beginning of the competition, the Immortal Crystal reward for the top three had held great appeal for him.

At that time, the thought of three hundred million Immortal Crystals made his heart race, and he yearned to get his hands on them immediately.

But after a few matches, things had changed, and his mindset had undergone a significant shift. He had just spent over four billion, so three hundred million was truly insignificant to him. Moreover, for the people around him, such a small amount of Immortal Crystals wouldn't have much effect.

Whether it was Xuan Yuan Linglong, Ye Tian, or himself, to Breakthrough their current Bottleneck, not to mention three hundred million, even three billion would not be enough.

It was precisely for this reason that he didn't have many thoughts about the upcoming matches; winning or losing didn't matter.

In any case, there wouldn't be much impact; after all, entering the top one hundred would grant entry into the Yuangu Secret Realm.

Back at the inn, only Ling Jianfeng and others were exceptionally excited. Leng Qingqiu and the others were calm, feeling no great emotion about today's victory.

Ye Bufan sat in the grand armchair, hands clasped behind his head, beginning to ponder about matters after entering the Yuangu Secret Realm.

The Dao of cultivation sought Opportunity, but it also carried the constant danger of falling. The greater the Opportunity, the more dangers there were.

He and his companions definitely had to enter the Yuangu Secret Realm, but they also needed to make ample preparations. The most urgent task was to improve their strength; with strength, everything else was possible.

Currently, he, Xuan Yuan Linglong, and Jin Meier had all reached the Peak of the Immortal Lord Realm, which seemed sufficient for now.

Compared to the powerhouses of other Sects, they were not at all weaker, and in fact, much stronger, even on par with Dongfang Daoyuan.

The problem now was that Leng Qingqiu and Situ Dianmo were still a bit weaker, and their strength needed to be quickly raised.

Situ Dianmo still had Blood Lotus Pills in her possession. With Dual Cultivation, he could help her stabilize her Realm, and she should be able to reach the Peak of the Immortal Lord Realm before entering the Yuangu Secret Realm.

In contrast, Leng Qingqiu would be more difficult. Although she had now broken through the First Sword Immortal's second Seal, opening up space for advancement, further improvement would have to come step by step.

Immortal Crystals were too slow for her; at least she wouldn't be able to Breakthrough again before entering the Yuangu Secret Realm.

Currently, the best method was Medicinal Pills. If he could refine the tenth-Rank Medicinal Pill, Junlin Pill, it should allow her strength to rapidly increase.

But the problem now was that the higher the Rank of the Medicinal Pill, the more immortal spirit grass was needed, and their Rank would also rise accordingly.

He had indeed acquired a lot recently, but he still couldn't gather all forty-nine types of immortal spirit grass needed for the Junlin Pill, and he was missing the two most important main ingredients.

What to do? It seems the only option is to visit the Star Plucking Tower again and see if they can gather all the immortal spirit grass there. It would be best if they had it.

Having made up his mind, Ye Bufan was about to get up and leave when a hearty laugh came from outside the courtyard.

"Is Medical Immortal Ye in?"