Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 821: Chapter 486: The Progenitor of the Feathered Serpent God

“I understand, thank you for the reminder. Of course, if we meet in the final arena… Let’s compete fairly, with neither party holding back!” @@novelbin@@

Logan bowed in respect, and Snow Wood nodded in acknowledgment. Even though Logan had saved her life, when it came to competing for the first place, she had no reservations.

On one hand, the Saint Emperor Legacy for the first place was of great importance to her and something she could not afford to lose. On the other hand, it was also a matter of honor for the Snow Sky Sect. She couldn’t afford to miss this grand opportunity over a slight acquaintance with Logan, as it might be a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

Afterwards, Logan returned to the City Lord’s Mansion, and to his surprise, the City Lord had been waiting for a long time. Upon seeing Logan, he said, “Today’s battle left me feeling deeply emotional. What does it matter if a cultivator is only at the Saint Seat Second Level? They can still sweep through the younger generation. I expect you to secure at least the top three tomorrow, and there’s a very good chance for first place.”

“I dare not take such praise. After all, I have already shown all my strength, while many contestants are still concealing theirs. City Lord, please refrain from praising me any further, otherwise, if I become careless, wouldn’t I be the joke of the day tomorrow? Whether I can make it into the top three is still uncertain, but I will certainly try my best.”

Logan said with a faint smile, continuing, “Of course, I must also thank the City Lord for the one hundred million Top-Grade Spirit Stones. As for the Spirit Stones, I will definitely repay them in the future. Regardless of how tomorrow turns out, even if I’m eliminated early in the morning, I will keep the City Lord’s favor in mind.”

“It’s just Spirit Stones, don’t worry about it,” the City Lord waved his hand dismissively. “I’m quite curious about something, though you don’t have to answer if you don’t wish to. Your realm is only at the Saint Seat Second Level, and you didn’t use any special Divine Skills or divine weapons, so how did you manage to unleash such dazzling combat power? Is it related to the Spirit Stones?”

“Ordinary cultivators can only enhance their combat power by one percent when using Spirit Stones. The remaining ninety-nine percent is wasted in the air. And everyone has a limit; for instance, someone at the Saint Seat First Level can only use ten thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones at once, which doesn’t add much power.”

“I’ve watched your entire fight and have some speculations. You don’t use them to amplify your power but rather as a kind of array. Your attacks are released in the form of arrays, and while you’re only at the Saint Seat Second Level, the use of arrays allows you to fight above your level. Although typically, an Array Master wouldn’t reach that level as arranging an array often takes an hour, for a Grandmaster like you, anything is possible.”

“You guessed right, City Lord,” Logan said, astonished. “There’s no point in hiding in front of you. Indeed, I used Top-Grade Spirit Stones. Even if someone has a solid foundation and prodigious talents, they cannot shine as brightly in a day without the help of my arrays.”

“Just as I thought. But rest assured, using arrays is not against the rules; after all, it’s your own skill. Besides, which contestant doesn’t have their own foundation? If that were to be considered cheating, many people’s divine weapons and Family Clan Divine Skills would also be prohibited, and we might have to hold another martial arts competition,” the City Lord said with a casual smile. “If you’re short on Top-Grade Spirit Stones, I can gather more for you. Among these ten contestants, I’d prefer you to win first place, because the rest are from Great Sects in the Southern Desolation, and they’re not exactly lacking foundations. On the other hand, their character leaves much to be desired.”

“I’m not short anymore.” Logan was grateful to the City Lord but felt confident with his own Spirit Stones to secure first place. Such a quantity of Spirit Stones was enough to momentarily confront a Saint Emperor Powerhouse, let alone the younger generation’s strong ones. If these weren’t enough, it would only prove he lacked the ability.

Early the next morning, Logan arrived at the martial arts venue. All ten contestants today were tough opponents, so he wanted to analyze the basic situations of the other contestants through the murmurs of the crowd, to have a better understanding during the upcoming matches.

In fact, Logan knew that much of the gossip was based on rumors, but some were true. It was a matter of how you believed and listened. Among the thousands of spectators, there were always some who knew the truth. Ignoring them completely would surely lead to a big loss later on.

By ten in the morning, the venue was completely packed with even more people than the day before, as today they were contesting for the first place in the martial arts competition and the title of the strongest of the younger generation of the Southern Desolation. The number of spectators had swelled to over a hundred thousand, with its influence reaching tens of millions of miles into the Outer Domain.

The City Lord stood on the platform, exuding an imposing aura: “Everyone, be quiet. I’ll announce the rules for today’s final. There are ten contestants today and I will initially divide them into five groups. The winners of each group can advance, but since we’re choosing only the top three, time is also a factor. Even if you defeat your opponent, if you’re lagging behind in ranking, you will still be eliminated. Hiding your strength in the final is pointless.”

“Regarding the contest for the top three, I’ll announce that later. The lots have already been drawn in advance; the contestants can check their own color and that of their opponent. The same color signifies they’ll face off. Everything is random—if you’re unlucky and draw an opponent you’d rather not face, try not to feel too uncomfortable.”

After the explanation of the rules, Logan checked his color and saw it was red. He scanned the crowd and found that his opponent was someone he didn’t know very well, but from his inquiries, this contestant was from a Great Sect, at only the Saint Seat Eighth Level, and not particularly strong in foundation.