Grandmaster Cultivation System

Lee Yuanhua was a little lost in his thoughts. Apart from them, there was only one other person who knew about this?    

    

Que Yu saw that he was acting this way, so he ordered, "Let's go out."    

    

Once they came out, Chen Chuan could feel his malice from far away.    

    

Que Yu didn't go over to greet him. He was still in his seat.    

    

Lee Yuanhua calmed down and looked at Chen Chuan, "Sect Master, how did he know?"    

    

Que Yu: I never thought there would be an idiot around me.    

    

Lee Yuanhua was so close to him that he could see the disdain in his eyes.    

    

He secretly clenched his fists. He knew that he shouldn't have any complaints about the sect master, but he couldn't help it. Who asked him to attach himself to the current sect master?    

    

Who asked him to have nothing to do with it?    

    

Chen Chuan himself was very sensitive. It was fine to just watch for a while, but he had been staring at the Sect Master. Should he give the Sect Master a warning?    

    

However, wasn't what they were talking about also related to Son of Heavenly Mandate's luck?    

    

Chen Chuan lazily sat in his seat. Occasionally, he would look away.    

    

Leng Zhaoru liked silence. Naturally, she also sat beside him. However, she moved slightly backward.    

    

"Master, we drew lots and came back." Jiang Lier pulled a person over with a bamboo stick in his hand.    

    

The number of the bamboo sticks represented when they would go on stage and who they would fight with.    

    

In addition, after the lots were drawn, a total of twelve duels were arranged on the dueling ground. The odd numbers and odd numbers were compared. Occasionally, the people who drew the odd numbers would compete with the people who drew the odd numbers. They only cared about the numbers and did not care about the men and women.    

    

At the bottom of each number, it was written that it was the number on each platform. Chen Chuan looked at his number and found that Jiang Lier was competing with disciples of the Blood Knife Sect on the seventh stage.    

    

Gu Qiu, who he had brought over, was on the fourth platform. No one knew who his opponent was.    

    

"Master, is it about to start?" Jiang Lier asked.    

    

"Li, I haven't seen you these days. How did you become so stupid?" Leng Zhaoru said. Chen Chuan's eyes became a little strange when Leng Zhaoru said that.    

    

He did not understand why his martial uncle did not like him.    

    

"Sigh, you should ask this fellow disciple beside you." Chen Chuan held his forehead, sighed, shook his head, lowered his head and shook his head. He had never thought that there would be such a stupid disciple.    

    

Jiang Lier thought about it and instantly felt that what they said made sense.    

    

Gu Qiu pulled him away and left.    

    

Because he didn't want to see him lose face with him.    

    

"Remember, no matter what price you have to pay, as long as you can obtain that trace of luck, the future master of Evergreen Sect will be yours. Even Leng Zhaoru will be yours. No one can oppose it."    

    

Lee Yuanhua seemed to have been bewitched. He had been fantasizing that if he was the future master of the Evergreen Sect, he would marry Leng Zhaoru and have such a cute and loving child.    

    

Que Yu frowned when he saw that he had been seduced. Such a stupid saint wouldn't be able to obtain that trace of luck.    

    

He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Alright. You can go down and have a good rest."    

    

Lee Yuanhua only came back to his senses when he saw his impatient actions. He quickly retreated.    

    

Before he left, he even threw a determined look at Chen Chuan.    

    

When Chen Chuan saw his expression, he guessed that he wanted that trace of luck. If he could not obtain this trace of luck, he suspected that this person would try to force him.    

    

However, when Lee Yuanhua left, Que Yu also left.    

    

As for what he did, he did not pay attention to it.    

    

Leng Zhaoru saw that he had noticed something intentionally or unintentionally, so she could not help but notice a few more times.    

    

Time passed. Very quickly, the sect master of the high position was completely in place, and even the disciples of the various sects were ready.    

    

The competition was very lively at the beginning, but it was even livelier at the end.    

    

Chen Chuan realized that the competition was just like the people in the TV series.    

    

"That's Young Master Lan from the Returning Cloud Sect! He's so powerful!"    

    

"The Young Miss of the Xuanyuan Palace is also very powerful."    

    

Sigh, that must be a rogue cultivator. It seems to be under that particular moon. "    

    

"That must be Young Master Jiang of the High Martial Sect. He's so handsome!"    

    

"The young master who uses a sword is also not bad, what's his name again?"    

    

Many people asked at this time, but some people didn't know him at all.    

    

Some people basically did not have much interest in looking.    

    

After all, killing those who were not strong had basically stepped onto the correct theme.    

    

For example, there were some people who had gone all the way now.    

    

Some people were still hesitating on the spot, while some people had already lost and withdrew from this battle.    

    

After this stage was over, the next round of people started drawing lots again. Chen Chuan looked at the remaining group of people. Every one of them was the best in the sect.    

    

Just the other small-scale sects had occupied more than one place in total.    

    

There were more than 60 people in the main branch, and they had entered the second round.    

    

There were already more than 20 people in the Central Sect who had obtained the spots. Just the High Martial Sect alone had obtained more than 30 people, and the remaining people were rogue cultivators from all over the world.    

    

"Master has really exhausted himself after this day. I won't come to participate even if I'm beaten to death in the future." Jiang Lier said.    

    

When he arrived in front of Chen Chuan, he looked a little tired, but his eyes were filled with excitement.    

    

"At that time, we will beat you to death. Don't you think so, senior brother?" Leng Zhaoru said.    

    

The smile on her face fell on Jiang Lier's body and made him shiver.    

    

"Martial Uncle, please pity my son." Jiang Lier acted like a spoiled child.    

    

He turned to Chen Chuan and said, "Master, look at the map. There were many kinds of people fighting on the map. They have many magic treasures. Why don't you give me some treasures too? "    

    

Chen Chuan suddenly fell silent. He thought that the child had changed. He did not expect that he would be waiting for him in the field.    

    

Chen Chuan shook his head. He took out a dagger from his ring and threw it to Jiang Lier.    

    

Jiang Lier happily caught the dagger. He looked at the top of the dagger. There were some formations on it, but he could not tell the rest.    

    

"Master, what's the use of this dagger?" Jiang Lier came to his side and asked with a smile. His eyes were full of happiness. The dagger was still in his hand.    

    

Chen Chuan did not bother to answer him, but Leng Zhaoru smiled at the moment.    

    

"Li'er, you are blessed. Your master spent half a month to refine this dagger."    

    

"This dagger is very sharp. There is a formation carved on it. It is most suitable for close combat. You will know when you use it."    

    

Jiang Lier recalled what was so special about this dagger that even his martial uncle was not willing to answer for him.    

    

"By the way, do you know who you are going to fight this time?" Chen Chuan asked.