An Ultimate Martial Art

Actually, Su Ye wasn't really interested in the great sect competition. He was actually fighting with a bunch of people that he didn't like. If he had the time to do so, then he might as well spend it on cultivation.    

However, there was nothing he could do.    

The winner of this time's great sect competition was the ticket to the Yuzhou Grand Competition. If Su Ye wanted to enter the Heavenly Abyss Kingdom's library to become a thief and thief, he had to obtain this ticket.    

He thought for a while. He couldn't finish the 'True Self Reflection' at the moment anyway, so he decided to go to the sect competition to eat. He thought that Zhang Chi had relaxed a little bit.    

Therefore, on the sixth day of the sect competition.    

Early in the morning, Su Ye followed Su Qingwu to the fighting arena.    

An entire five days had passed since the start of the tournament. Other than the first day Su Ye had come to the audience seating to rest with his eyes closed, there was no sign of Su Ye at all. Many people thought that Su Ye would not come anymore, and they all wished that Su Ye would not come again, so they decided to give up on the competition.    

But on the sixth day, when the inner sect competition was about to begin, Su Ye came again, causing people to be disappointed, but they could not help but secretly criticize him behind his back. Even Su Ye's absence of four days had become a big deal in their eyes, as they despised him.    

Su Ye did not bother to pay attention to what others thought of him, he only respected them for ten feet, and if they did not respect him, then he would ignore them, and directly step on them if he dared to grumble, holding his breath.    

He directly came to the audience seats and sat down with a grand flourish. He released an aura that was as immovable as a mountain and caused people to be inexplicably unable to glance at him.    

Some of the more experienced people with sharp eyes looked at the scene in front of them, feeling shocked of the change on Su Ye's body.    

It had only been four days since they last met, but the wild power exuding from Su Ye's body seemed to have grown even stronger. The most surprising thing was that his body had already faintly condensed a kind of spirit of his own. It was clearly because he had cultivated for a long time, and his understanding of the mysteries of heaven and earth had reached a certain level. He had formed his own comprehension and developed a kind of spirit from his soul.    

"This damnable Su Ye, how could he achieve such an achievement? Could it be that the heavens are truly blind, and even these lowly, crazy disciples with low aspirations are blessed by the heavens, with opportunities that are as vast as the seas?"    

Some people that hated Su Ye to the bones couldn't help but curse in their hearts, they really wanted to stand up and point at the sky and curse.    

It was easy to cultivate spiritual roots, but difficult to nurture soul gods.    

This was also a common understanding in the Immortal Cultivation World.    

Normally, if a cultivator's talent was outstanding and their luck wasn't bad, cultivating to the spirit root wasn't too big of a problem. If it really didn't work, he could also spend a large amount of money to buy a spiritual pill to help him forcefully cultivate his spiritual roots.    

If he was afraid that there would be side effects from cultivating it, he could buy some pills to help with it.    

However, raising one's spirit out of the spirit root, making the spirit root truly full, was not something that a pill could make up for. In this world, there were no pills that could directly help cultivators revitalize their spirit.    

It could be said that the nurturing of the spirit within the soul was closely related to the cultivator's life's dao, and could be considered a type of foundation.    

For this reason, if an ordinary cultivator wanted to reach this stage, they would have to go ten years too, or even a hundred years, in order to be able to nurture a spirit that was related to the foundation of the cultivation world.    

Within the Immortal Cultivation World, there were even some people who could not bring themselves to do so after entering the Divine Secret Realm. There was even a portion of the elders in the Qing-Yun Sect who had not been able to raise their spirits yet. The reason they were able to promote up their Divine Secret Realm was basically relying on dozens of years of various contributions they had made to the Qing-Yun Sect in exchange for medicinal pellets to assist them in breaking through.    

Furthermore, in the thousands of years of history of Qing-Yun Sect, there were records of less than thirty geniuses who had gained spirit before Divine Secret Realm.    

Amongst the young disciples of the current generation, there were only three who had gained spirit before Divine Secret Realm. One was Chang Lihen, the other was Wan Fang and the last one was Su Qingwu.    

No one knew exactly when Su Qingwu formed his spirit, but when Chang Lihen and Wan Fang did, they were at the ninth level of the Transcending Mortality Stage.    

Su Ye had clearly not reached the ninth level of the Transcending Mortality Stage and had already formed a spirit. It seemed to be quite an impressive spirit and only this was more than enough to surpass Chang Lihen.    

It could even be said that as long as Su Ye maintained this kind of momentum, attentively nurturing and toughening up this spirit in his soul, when it finally reached the Great Perfection Stage of the Slough Mortal Realm, the possibility of breaking through Divine Secret Realm would be many times higher than others.    

With the spirit that he had developed, coupled with the strong foundation of his cultivation, breaking through to the Divine Secret Realm realm could not be compared to those who had relied on pills to break through. The former winning against the latter was like watching a vegetable field from a high mountain, and the Divine Secret Realm experts who had relied on pills to break through were like a weed in a field, completely different.    

Therefore, Su Ye had not even reached the ninth level of the Falling Mortal Realm, and could already be said to have half a foot into the Divine Secret Realm.    

To these people, the more powerful Su Ye was, the more talent he would show, and the more opportunities he would have, it would be a deep blow, as if he was eating their flesh and drinking their blood.    

As Su Ye sat there, he clearly felt as if he had become a thorn in the flesh, a thorn in the back, and he wished that he could use his eyes to hack him into pieces.    

Miraculously, Su Ye quite enjoyed this feeling.    

Su Ye intentionally chuckled, and leisurely closed his eyes, as though he was resting with his eyes closed, and did not care about the other people around him.    

The pride in his bones was aroused. He knew that other people didn't like his arrogant attitude, so he wanted to act like he was beneath them. It made their teeth itch in anger, but they could do nothing about it.    

But in reality, Su Ye could not resist the temptation of having a large amount of knowledge in the Gate of the Mystery, and took the opportunity to quietly comprehend it for a while.    

It was only when the Heaven Punisher stood out and announced the start of the inner sect competition that Su Ye reluctantly withdrew his consciousness and returned to reality.    

Then, Su Ye couldn't help but roll his eyes.    

The outer sect disciples were more than fifty thousand, the inner sect disciples were also more than forty thousand. If the outer sect disciples could not catch up from the start, they would need one hundred people to quickly eliminate a group of weak people, and the inner sect disciples were the same.    

As there were too many people participating in the free-for-all, it was impossible to have each inner sect disciple issue their number plates to carry out some sort of process. She directly used four rings as the benchmark, with each arena having 100 people entering at once. Each elder would register at the side of the arena, and whoever wanted to go first could do so as they pleased.    

It looked like there was no specific plan. It would be confusing, but efficient. To put it bluntly, he just needed to finish what he was doing and quickly leave.    

Knowing that it was such a rule, Su Ye could not be bothered to wait in the spectator's stands. He immediately decided to go up for the first round, and quickly finish torturing the plants before returning to cultivate.    

They did not know that while Su Ye was holding onto these thoughts, many of the inner sect disciples' minds were lit up, a 100% to 1% promotion in the chaotic battle was just too low.    

This time around, there were also the Beitang Jie, Lu Shaohuai, Gu Sheng, Meng Qiandu, the geniuses of the families that came from Shengjing City. There was even their own sect's villain, Su Ye.    

Thinking about how confident they were and their identities, it was impossible for them to join the free-for-all as soon as it began. The more arrogant he was, the more he would wait. That was why his status and position were different from everyone else, wasn't it?    

Therefore, if he wanted to win, he had to go on stage first.    

Therefore, after the Heaven's Punishment Spiritual Master had announced the start of the Large Competition, a large group of inner disciples in the audience had rushed to the arena and rushed to register with the elders in charge of the arena.    

The elder in charge of registration seemed to know the thoughts of these disciples, and couldn't help but feel that it was funny, but the Large Competition was a very serious matter, and it was only because of the order that these elders sternly reprimanded these disciples, threatening to strip them of their qualifications after disobeying the rules, that the chaotic atmosphere had calmed down a little.    

The four elders who were in charge of registration began to register their names one by one. The inner disciples who were the first to enter the arena were relieved. Their faces were full of lucky smiles, as if advancing to the next round would not be a problem.    

If the order was good, then the registration would be quick. In the blink of an eye, there were ninety people on each of the four arenas. There were only ten more left to begin the first round of the free-for-all.    

Right at this time, the entire competition grounds exclaimed in shock, only to see that on the symbol on the stage in the east, Su Ye was sliding towards the stage like a golden roc.    

"Four elders, wait for me. I still have urgent matters to attend to. Why don't you give me the first round's quota? I'll finish it early and leave earlier."    

Instantly, the inner disciples who were registered on the four stages and were waiting for the start of the free-for-all, all of them were trembling from head to toe, their faces filled with bitterness, when they suddenly felt that they had been tricked into a deep abyss. Fuck, if they knew that Su Ye's first match was going to start, who would have been so foolish as to fight for the first match?