NOVPUB"The Blood Clan has already gone into hiding; finding them is anything but easy," Xu Zimei shook his head slightly as he spoke.
In this era, where the human race is flourishing and the Monster Race closely follows, other races can only survive by keeping a low profile.
Just like the Blood Clan, they must be hidden in some corner of this world, or perhaps they have sealed off their clan and do not venture out, or maybe the person beside you is one of the Blood Clan.
It’s just that you would never know.
"I’d like to ask for your help," the Divine Emperor said.
"You want me to help you find the Blood Clan?" Xu Zimei asked.
"Could you search through your sect’s records for me?" the Divine Emperor nodded and continued.
"Your sect must surely have records of the Blood Clan; my current identity cannot be too exposed.
You know how many sects on this continent hold enmity towards me, should they discover my whereabouts.
I’m afraid they would storm the Old Land with their entire clan."
Xu Zimei chuckled lightly; the Divine Emperor was too arrogant in his youth, vainly aspiring to rule over the entire Yuan Central Continent.
He was eventually killed by three Great Emperors descending from the heavens, and even his destiny was shattered.
Now, until he acquires the Myriad Dao Red Lotus and consolidates his destiny, he probably has to stay hidden.
"I’ll go back and look for you, but I can’t be certain there are records of the Blood Clan," Xu Zimei said.
Even in his past life, he had never heard any news about the Blood Clan.
There are more than three thousand races in the world; many of them are even unknown to him.
If not for searching for the Red Lotus for the Divine Emperor this time, he probably wouldn’t even remember the Blood Clan.
"I appreciate it," the Divine Emperor nodded slightly and said, "If there’s any news, you can come to the Divine Gate to find me anytime."
"You should head back soon. The several Imperial Rule Immortal Sects around your Old Land are quite wary of the Divine Gate!" Xu Zimei remarked.
The Divine Emperor’s gaze fixed upon the horizon, and with a sweep of his right hand before his eyes, a Spatial Gate appeared.
The Divine Emperor then stepped into the Spatial Gate, making the surroundings serene and tranquil.
Xu Zimei could see that the Divine Emperor, having gone through major ups and downs, seemed to have lost much of his sharpness compared to before.
This state has its pros and cons, or perhaps he has hidden his sharpness away.
Nonetheless, Xu Zimei wasn’t afraid of the Divine Emperor betraying him; after all, the Demon Seal Bai Meng had planted on him, Xu Zimei could also control.
Unless one day the Divine Emperor also breaks through the tenth Vein Gate, only then he could break free from the Demon Seal’s binding.
Gradually, the sparsely scattered stars in the sky began to dim, and several dark clouds covered the moonlight.
The sky appeared rather gloomy as Xu Zimei lay on the back of the Dark Heaven Tiger, feeling a few drops of rain falling from the sky.
The raindrops on his face felt refreshing, and the huge body of the Dark Heaven Tiger gradually disappeared into the light rain.
...…
The True Martial Holy Sect in the early morning was shrouded in a layer of otherworldly mist.
Whether for the core region of the Eastern Continent or the Extreme West Region, this sect was like a huge mountain pressing down on them, making it hard to breathe.
The morning air after the rain is somewhat cool but also very fresh.
Today is also the day of the annual competition for the Outer Sect Disciples of the True Martial Holy Sect.
The new Outer Sect Disciples who were recently recruited into the sect have been practicing for some time, and now is the moment to test their progress.
The morning sky is bright, but there is no sun in the sky.
Many Inner and Outer Sect Disciples had already gotten ready, dressed and armed with swords, each of them full of vigor, heading towards the True Martial Holy Sect’s tournament platform for the Outer Sect competition.
The two presiding over this tournament were the Sixth and the Seventh Elders from the sect’s core.
Ordinarily, an Outer Sect tournament wouldn’t require the presence of core elders, but this time, following the Outer Sect tournament, the sect had also planned to hold an Inner Sect tournament as well as a competition among the core disciples.
In the True Martial Holy Sect, this was indeed a rare and grand occasion.
With more and more disciples gathering around the stage, accompanied by several Inner and Outer Sect Elders, the Sixth Elder Xiao Yuexuan and the Seventh Elder Wan Zhen slowly approached from afar.
Xiao Yuexuan was dressed in a light purple gown, her facial expression calm, with light makeup on, and the subtle might of the Saint Vein Realm emanating from her.
Not long ago, she had just been released from confinement.
Originally, the sect had intended to remove her from her position as a core elder, but she managed to retain her status after obtaining a guarantee from War General Ancestor Feihong of the Empress Hongtian.
After she got out, she inquired around until she was finally assured that Baili Xiao had not died. He had reconciled with the True Martial Holy Sect and had regained his original Flying Immortal Body.
Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.
"Elder Xiao, do you see any disciples you particularly fancy in this batch?" Elder Wan Zhen asked with a smile.
"Ever since Baili Xiao left, you haven’t taken on any disciples."
"You flatter me, Elder Wan Zhen. Such matters also depend on fate; I do not insist," Xiao Yuexuan replied with a shake of her head and a smile.
...
The disciples were fiercely competing below, but in fact, for these prominent figures,
the strenuous efforts of these disciples seemed like child’s play, rarely catching their eye.
They had seen too many geniuses before.
After the Inner and Outer Sect Disciples had completed their contests, the highlight was up next – the competition among the core disciples.
As future leaders of the sect’s younger generation, the core disciples’ competition was probably the most anticipated by everyone.
The core disciples of the True Martial Holy Sect were divided into two types.
One was the ordinary core disciple, who could automatically be promoted to core status once they reached the Esteem Vein Realm, a level that allowed them to venture out of the sect. 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝒑𝙪𝒃.𝒄𝒐𝙢
The other was those who had been chosen by a core Elder to become a Direct Disciple.
Although the status of core disciples and Direct Disciples was the same, in a broad sense, Direct Disciples tended to be stronger because they received their master’s guidance and the sect’s resources.
The same generation of Inner Sect Disciples that included Xu Zimei had also advanced one by one to core disciples and were growing in stature.
Whether it was Ji Baiyu or Gao Xiong, they were beginning to make their names known within the sect.
This included some of Xu Zimei’s old acquaintances – the Direct Disciples of other core disciples.
Overlord King Xiang Qianheng, Undefeated King Sword Twenty-One, Heartless Fairy Jiang Xier, and even Sect Master Xiao’s Direct Disciple Meng Chenxue were going to participate.
As more and more Direct Disciples gathered, the Inner and Outer Sect Disciples watching the battles also began discussing among themselves.
"Who do you think will emerge victorious among the Direct Disciples this time?"
"It has to be Overlord King Xiang Qianheng, doesn’t it? I believe he was the first in the last competition."
"That’s not certain. Now disciples like Dugu Ao and Gao Xiong have also grown strong, and it’s not clear who will win or lose!"
"I’m still rooting for Sword Twenty-One since, as a fellow sword cultivator, I can sense how terrifying his Sword Dao is."
The area around the stage was now crowded with more and more disciples, yet in comparison with the bustling and noisy atmosphere here,
the enormous form of the Dark Heaven Tiger was slowly halting at the entrance to the True Martial Holy Sect.
