The Reborn Pill Emperor

Of course, Ye Bufan would never mention the fact that his cultivation base had improved by leaps and bounds after breaking through to the Governor's Second Meridian. At the same time, they probably wouldn't understand either. At least, Ye Bufan's current understanding of this world was... He didn't cultivate all the acupuncture points in his body.    

    

Thinking about it, he didn't have a systematic cultivation knowledge in this area, but how could he explain his sudden increase in cultivation?    

    

Helpless, Ye Bufan could only smile and say, "I don't know what's going on either. Anyway, I broke through to this realm while cultivating!"    

    

Breaking through while cultivating? Who didn't break through like this? It's just that your speed is a little too fast!    

    

The senior brothers saw that Ye Bufan wasn't willing to talk about this issue, so they didn't dwell too much on this topic.    

    

"Junior brother, you've just entered the sect not long ago, and you're also diligent in your cultivation. You probably don't know much about the top ten of the last Elite Competition, right?" Lee Zhile said as he walked.    

    

As the saying goes, knowing the enemy and knowing the enemy is the only way to win a hundred battles. The combat strength that Ye Bufan displayed had already made Lee Zhile look at him in a new light. He naturally hoped that he could achieve a better result. At least, he would be able to enter the top ten in another round. This was also a kind of thing for the Blue Dragon Palace. Glory!    

    

"I won't hide it from you, Senior Brother. Besides knowing that you were ranked third in the last year's competition, I really don't know any of them!" Ye Bufan said seriously. Although it was Meng Lingfeng's arrangement to participate in this competition, deep in Ye Bufan's heart, he still wanted to become the champion. It was not because he was attracted by the Spirit Gathering Pill, but because Ye Bufan hoped to get another reward at that time!    

    

"The top six in the last elite competition had already reached the Ninth Rank of Qi Stage at that time, although they were ranked. Except for the number one Loong Potian, Senior Brother Loong, who was at the Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage and won the championship with an absolute advantage, the top six in the last tournament had already reached the Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage. The strength of everyone in the second to fifth place is almost the same! " Lee Zhile's thoughts seemed to have returned to the soul-stirring competition of the past.    

    

"Senior Brother Loong? The Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage from ten years ago must be very strong!" Ye Bufan seemed to have heard a lot of people mention this name when he was in Martial Arts Hall, and there was admiration on his face that came from the bottom of his heart.    

    

A trace of admiration also flashed across Lee Zhile's eyes as he said, "Senior Brother Loong, when he was five years old, he became the disciple of the Aoyun Sect's Great Palace Master, and when he was six years old, he broke through to the first level of the Power Stage. When he broke through to the Power Stage at eleven years old, he became the youngest expert at Qi Stage in our generation, and when he was eighteen years old, he reached the Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage! He won the championship of the Elite Competition in the same year! Ever since you reached the fifth level of the Qi Stage, in the battles between fellow disciples... Senior Brother Loong has never lost a match! "    

    

An eighteen year old Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage? What a monstrous cultivation speed! He was only a Seventh Rank of Qi Stage when he was almost seventeen years old! According to his current cultivation speed, he would at most be a Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage at the age of eighteen, but he had a lot of experience from his previous life. He had only achieved such a heaven defying speed after opening the two meridians!    

    

"What a monstrous cultivation speed!" Ye Bufan couldn't help but praise. In fact, Ye Bufan didn't think about it. Although his body was seventeen years old, but the real training only lasted about two years, and the real monster was still him!    

    

"It seems like some of us are even more monstrous than Senior Brother Loong. Advancing from Ninth Rank of Power Stage to Seventh Rank of Qi Stage in a year and a half, I really have no idea how you are cultivating!" Kong Fei looked at Ye Bufan and said teasingly.    

    

Ye Bufan rubbed his nose and didn't say anything else.    

    

"Actually, the reason Senior Brother Loong was able to advance so quickly was because he had a fortuitous encounter when he was 14 years old. As for what exactly he got, no one knows!" Lee Zhile continued to explain, "And Master once said that... Senior Brother Loong had been in Aoyun Sect for 300 years. The only disciple who is most likely to become a Sovereign at Spirit Stage by the age of forty!"    

    

That's right, a 28 year old Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage warrior wanted to break through to the Spirit Stage. Ye Bufan sighed in his heart. It seemed like it would be difficult for him to become the champion this time. But when he thought of the hot Fire of Earth's Core in the Pill Clarity Hall, Ye Bufan was unwilling to give up just like that.    

    

"I think Senior Brother Loong is no longer the only one. I think Junior Brother Ye will be able to break through to the Spirit Stage before the age of 40!" Yung Ruoyu, who rarely spoke, looked at Ye Bufan and said.    

    

"I think after Senior Brother Loong clears the championship and obtains the Spirit Gathering Pill, he will definitely break through to the Spirit Stage!" Kong Fei said with a look of yearning.    

    

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement, causing Ye Bufan to feel somewhat embarrassed. Yunqing, on the other hand, was laughing in her heart. Big Brother Bufan could refine Spirit Gathering Pill. As long as he reached the Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage, breaking through to the Spirit Stage would be a piece of cake.    

    

Everyone nodded in agreement with what Kong Fei said. They seemed to think that no one had the qualifications to compete with Loong Potian for the championship position.    

    

Looking at everyone's depressed mood, Lee Zhile said, "Although we can't compete with Senior Brother Loong, we can all enter the finals this time. It's also a good thing that we can fight for a higher ranking! If we can surpass the line of the Palace Chief in the top ten, even if we can't win the championship, it's still a good thing. It was the same glory! Everything will depend on tomorrow's battle!"    

    

" But other than Senior Brother Loong, the others are not weak either! "Yung Ruoyu said worriedly," I do not have much confidence in tomorrow's battle either! "    

    

With Yung Ruoyu's Eighth Rank of Qi Stage cultivation, she could be considered a strong player in the preliminary stage, but after entering the finals, she did not have much right to speak!    

    

"Anyway, everyone can try your best. As for the result, we will leave it to fate." As they were talking, they had already walked to Wushuang Palace. Lee Zhile said, "Everyone has consumed a lot of energy in today's battle. Have a good rest. Everything will depend on tomorrow!"    

    

After saying that, everyone went back to their rooms. The few junior brothers who had not participated in the competition were also afraid of disturbing them, so they did not continue to entangle with them.    

    

Early in the morning, the first golden light slowly shot out from the horizon, and then enveloped the entire Aoyun Palace. Countless birds and insects could be heard from the mountains, as if they were welcoming a new day with joy. That pleasant singing seemed to be praising everything in the world.    

    

At this moment, the disciples of Aoyun Sect were constantly travelling through the mountains, heading towards the same direction. They all had a common destination, Martial Arts Hall!    

    

The Aoyun Sect's once-in-ten-year Elite Competition had finally entered the final stage, and it affected the hearts of countless disciples.    

    

The disciples who had no chance to participate in the competition wanted to watch the intense battles. Not only could they gain some experience from it, but they could also recognize the gap between them and the other senior brothers, which would increase the motivation for their cultivation!    

    

The disciples who were qualified to enter the final competition were all sharpening their blades, hoping to pass through all obstacles and win the championship. At the same time, they could obtain the dazzling halo, as well as the reward of the Spirit Gathering Pill...    

    

In the Blue Dragon Palace, under Lee Zhile's lead, all of them rushed to the Martial Arts Hall in high spirits. When they heard their fellow disciples talking about how Second Palace Lord's disciples had all made it to the finals this year, they could not help but raise their heads even higher.    

    

Even the smile on Lee Zhile's face, which had always been mature and prudent, was less deliberate and had more joy.    

    

Today, there was no masked referee in the empty arena!    

    

Ye Bufan's mind moved and he understood that although the law enforcement team was nominally the referee on the arena, they were still the judges. In fact, they were worried that if they lost control of their hands during the fight, they would be able to save them. As for the finals of the Ninth Rank of Qi Stage experts... The masked judge, who was also a Ninth Rank of Qi Stage warrior, seemed to have lost his purpose of standing on the stage!    

    

There were no longer any disciples surrounding the arena. Everyone was sitting in the empty seats around the grandstand. It seemed like the Aoyun Sect had already made a rule. Otherwise, many people who were confident in their own abilities would choose to watch the battle from a close distance.    

    

Suddenly, the five Palace Masters appeared on the center of the arena!    

    

"Greetings, Palace Masters!" All the disciples in the sect shouted with excitement from the bottom of their hearts.    

    

The Palace Master took a light step forward, "The strength displayed in this year's Elite Competition is higher than the previous ones, which means that everyone is usually very diligent in their cultivation. Next up is the finals that everyone has been looking forward to for a long time! I also hope that everyone can achieve better results! I won't say any more nonsense. Next, I invite the top ten from last year to come on stage. The disciples who have won the finals this year will begin drawing lots!"    

    

After saying that, only the five Palace Masters were left. The other four figures flashed and returned to the main seat of the viewing platform.    

    

"I'm going to go on stage! Everyone, do your best! Fight for us to advance into the top ten together!" Lee Zhile threw out a word of encouragement, then leaped up and floated towards the third ring without any sound of wind. In a moment, a figure flew over. There was already one person standing on each of the ten rings!    

    

Sounds of cheering immediately came from the stands. There were even some disciples who kept cheering for their beloved senior brother. Among them, Loong Potian's name was the loudest.    

    

"The number of rings they are standing on is the ranking of the last competition. Next, we will draw lots. The number of rings that we draw will be the number of rings!" Yung Ruoyu explained to Ye Bufan and Yunqing.    

    

The seeded contestants did not meet in the first round to avoid the appearance of strong opponents in the first round. Ye Bufan naturally understood this and could not help but look at the number one ring.    

    

Loong Potian, although he was already twenty eight, he looked like he was twenty four. He had delicate features, a healthy yellowish complexion, and a head of long hair that draped over his shoulders. He held the heavy sword with one hand behind his back. He looked indescribably handsome.    

    

"F * ck! He's so strong, yet he's so handsome." Ye Bufan cursed in his heart.    

    

All men had a common problem. Usually, they would dislike the three types of men.    

    

One was stronger than him!    

    

Two is better looking than me!    

    

Three was stronger and more handsome than him!    

    

"Number two is Fourth Palace Lord's eldest disciple, Ao Tianxiang. Number four is Third Palace Lord's eldest disciple, Hee Qingxuan. Number five..." On the way to draw lots, Yung Ruoyu had always introduced Ye Bufan and Yunqing to the top ten of the last tournament.    

    

Fifth Palace Master was in the center of the battle ring. The eldest disciple of the Fifth Palace Master, Shen Shihong, stood respectfully at the side.    

    

At this time, the ten disciples who came to draw lots were already standing below the stage, and after bowing to the Fifth Palace Master, they waited for the arrangements of the Fifth Palace Master.    

    

The Fifth Palace Master's eyes swept across the ten people. Except for Ye Bufan, who was a Seventh Rank of Qi Stage. There were even three who had reached the Ninth Rank of Qi Stage. He saw that these future pillars of the sect were all quite talented, and there were two of them who weren't personally taught by the Fifth Palace Master.    

    

The Fifth Palace Master said with relief, "Next, let's draw lots in succession! At the same time, I wish everyone good luck!"    

    

The ten people knew that the so-called good luck of the fifth palace master was referring to the number of lots drawn. Naturally, the weaker the opponent, the better!    

    

At this moment, everyone's heart was somewhat perturbed. It was as if after the college entrance examination, they were looking at their own results on the website. In a moment, each of them had a bamboo stick with the same shape in their hands!    

    

"Announce the number of lots and go to the arena!" Fifth Palace Master said in a deep voice.    

    

Ye Bufan turned the bamboo stick in his hand and looked at it... What a coincidence!