Pay to Cultivate Immortality? My Sect is Completely Free - Chapter 155

Chapter 155: The Final Match of the Disciples’ Battle

“Old man, look at this kid—he reached Golden Core at nineteen. How come you only got there at one hundred and ninety?”

“Unbelievable! Freaking incredible!!! Brother, I’m completely impressed!”

“No, someone tell me if any of this is just an illusion?”

“This has to be a god reincarnate or something. Nineteen? Is that even possible for a human?”

“No way, I don’t buy it for a second. I thought hitting Golden Core after a hundred years was already outrageous. But him, a nineteen-year-old Golden Core cultivator? What kind of sick joke is this?”

Every cultivator was stunned—utterly and completely dumbfounded, their minds about to explode.

To reach Golden Core at nineteen after surviving the Minor Heavenly Tribulation was not just unprecedented—it was an absolutely unparalleled feat that defied heaven itself!

Legend had it that a thousand years ago, the Heavenly Palace had poured enormous resources into raising an exceptionally talented disciple from infancy.

He bathed in divine beast blood, received enlightenment from venerables, slept on spirit veins, and took pills as if they were meals…

That person shattered countless cultivation records and achieved Golden Core after passing the Minor Heavenly Tribulation at sixteen—a recorded youngest Golden Core Daoist the Continent had ever seen—stunning the entire world.

But the price of that method was devastating!

Pushing growth too fast, desperate for progress, caused that disciple to get stuck at the Nascent Soul Peak, never able to comprehend the realm necessary to reach Divine Transformation, and eventually died of old age. All those resources and what should have been a revered talent for a venerable were wasted.

Even with all those sacrifices, that person only managed to enter Golden Core at sixteen.

What about Xiao Yan?

Nineteen years old and already at the Sixth Layer of Golden Core!

Advancing from the first to the sixth layer of Golden Core is far harder than progressing from Qi Refining to Golden Core itself!

Not to mention a nineteen-year-old at the Sixth Layer of Golden Core—even a nineteen-year-old at the First Layer of Golden Core would be considered an unparalleled prodigy!

“Nineteen years old? Nineteen? This is a monster, an extraordinary prodigy!”

“What kind of heights will this guy reach in the future? Terrifying! Absolutely unfathomable!!!”

“His talent could even be called a once-in-a-millennium genius!”

“A reincarnation of a true immortal, ahhh!”

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators all cried out in astonishment at the same time.

Not just them—even the Six Venerables above in the skies looked as if they had seen a ghost.

They had lived for thousands of years and had witnessed countless geniuses rise—and fall.

Those with the potential to become Venerables appeared once or twice every hundred years across the vast Xuan Prefecture, though most ultimately faded away.

But Xiao Yan was a monster-level freak unlike anything they had ever heard of, even when looking ahead to the coming thousands of years!

If allowed to continue growing, it wouldn’t be just Southern Xuan Prefecture shaken—it would be the entire Continent!

A Venerable?

Merely the starting point!

This young man…

The several Venerables exchanged glances, each eye blazing with fierce light.

If he couldn’t be recruited into their own sect… then the only option would be…

Among the disciples of the Sacred Tiger Sect, Man Hammer watched the scene with a stunned expression on his face.

He actually lost to a nineteen-year-old… a mere greenhorn!

The sky is falling!

“Nineteen… nineteen… how could it possibly be nineteen!”

The Sacred Tiger Sect Elder in Divine Transformation went mad, as if struck by a blow. The corners of his mouth trembled, his whole body convulsing violently, and his eyes staring at the Testing Stone were filled with disbelief.

“You old bastard, let’s see how you plan to end it yourself!” Xiao Yan sneered coldly.

“No, this Testing Stone must be faulty! You’re definitely one hundred and nineteen years old!”

The Sacred Tiger Sect Elder roared and immediately placed his own hand on the stone, throwing in a high-grade Spirit Stone.

Soon after, the Testing Stone displayed a new number.

One thousand nine hundred and thirty-seven!

One thousand nine hundred and thirty-seven years old!

That was his actual age!

Upon seeing the number, Xiao Yan’s expression turned speechless: “You old immortal, your lifespan is almost at its limit. Even if you don’t take your own life, you don’t have many years left.”

“No wonder you wanted to bet your life with me—such a cunning old fox.”

“But still, I want to watch you take your own life in front of all these people,” Xiao Yan added with a laugh.

“Pfft—hahaha—”

That remark instantly amused the hundreds of thousands of cultivators nearby.

Watching a Divine Transformation Elder commit suicide—truly a rare spectacle that only appears once in eternity.

“You…!” The Sacred Tiger Sect Elder was so enraged he spit blood and nearly fainted.

“What, having second thoughts?” Su Bai spoke up, his voice icy cold.

He didn’t like wasting time!

The Sacred Tiger Sect Elder trembled all over and involuntarily looked up toward the sky, where the Venerable Old Ancestor of the Sacred Tiger Sect resided.

But at this moment, that Venerable Old Ancestor deliberately averted his gaze, making his meaning perfectly clear.

You might have been able to save your life by making a secret bet, but in front of the hundreds of thousands of cultivators of Southern Xuan Prefecture, you might as well just die.

You have already lost; don’t disgrace the Sacred Tiger Sect any further!

For a Venerable’s faction, reputation may be even more precious than the life of a Divine Transformation Elder!

Not to mention, your lifespan is nearly at its end—the value of your entire life has reached its conclusion.

The Sacred Tiger Sect Elder knew deep down that he had been abandoned.

He wanted to resist—though his rebellion would be like a moth to a flame—but that was better than dying by his own hand without dignity.

Only, his descendants remained within the Sacred Tiger Sect…

“I… I admit defeat!” The Sacred Tiger Sect Divine Transformation Elder finally gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Xiao Yan.

Then, he pressed a finger to his brow. With a “rumble,” his spirit instantly shattered, his body and soul destroyed.

The Sacred Tiger Sect Elder was dead!

The crowd sighed deeply; a once-great Divine Transformation expert had ended his life after playing the fool in front of everyone.

This tournament truly opened people’s eyes—the entry fee was well worth it!

A new Venerable faction had emerged!

A Venerable had fallen!

And a defiant prodigy had been born!

“The competition continues!”

With the death of the Sacred Tiger Sect Elder, this farce came to an end. What kind of storm the nineteen-year-old Golden Core cultivator would stir up in the future was a matter for later.

For now, the match had to go on.

In the disciple battles, the Sacred Tiger Sect had already lost nine matches!

If they lost one more, they would have no chance of a comeback!

To win, their last disciple had to fight like a one-man army, taking down nine opponents single-handedly!

Because among the Heavenly Dao Sect’s disciples, except for Zhang Goudan who could no longer compete, the current fighter Xiao Yan plus nine others were still available to battle!

“Sacred Tiger Sect, do you have any disciples who will continue the fight?”

The Divine Transformation Judge from the Dominating Heaven Sect looked toward the Sacred Tiger Sect and asked.

“Giving up is not in the Sacred Tiger Sect’s nature!”

An icy voice came from the direction of the Sacred Tiger Sect’s formation.

Their last disciple match’s final round—the Sacred Tiger Sect’s Eldest Senior Brother—stood to his feet!