From Beast Abilities to Sect Grand Master

Right now, it was two wins for Qing Feng sect.

The results were definitely not exactly what the Emperor had expected.

The other sects were an utter disappointment.

Even after giving them information about their opponents beforehand, they still couldn't beat Qing Feng Sect.

When the other matches went on and none had more than a win, the Emperor decided to call it a day.

"Let's rest for the day. I think the other sects have lots to catch up with Qing Feng Sect."

The Emperor suggested; he was not interested in seeing the matches go on.

He had only wanted Qing Feng sect to lose.

"What's the rest of the matchups left?" the Emperor asked the Eunuch beside him.

The Eunuch quickly replied, "There's Zhang Xi and Hun Yen Kun from Qing Feng Sect going against Storm Fist Thunder sect disciples, Lai Ming and Ma Rong.

"Only Qing Feng and Storm Fist Thunder sect have won two matches; whoever wins both matches tomorrow wins the tournament."

"Good, I'll leave the arrangements to you," the Emperor said and left his seat.

The eunuch bowed and blinked his eyes at the other sect masters.

There was work to be done over the night.

…

Nightfall.

In the tent where everyone had dinner, a roasted lamb was served.

It was roasted to perfection, just oily enough with its crispy skin and the tender meat inside.

Lin Fan and Ho Ming feasted on the lamb meat quietly.

He was sure that something was about to happen.

They must have stopped the match for something sinister.

He looked at Hun Yen Kun who was drinking and chatting with the disciples from Yi Mei Sect.

They were laughing and having a good time at his jokes.

Zhang Xi, on the other hand, was enjoying her meal in her seat.

Suddenly, men in black robes came into the tent.

Lin Fan got cautious as he'd never seen them before in the hunting grounds.

Each of them came in with a plate of delicacy in their hands.

The leader of the men bowed and said, "This is a treat from the concubine, as appreciation for your efforts. The eunuchs from the Emperor's court have tested them for poison, so eat to your heart's content."

An eunuch standing beside nodded his head.

The other disciples nodded and said, "Thanks to her highness."

When one of the men placed the plate in front of Lin Fan, a familiar sound erupted in his mind.

[Ding!]

[Detected soul with malevolent intent incoming!]

[Terminate person with malevolent intent for 20 vengeance points.]

Lin Fan quickly stopped Ho Ming and Zhang Xi from consuming the food.

He also gave a glance to Hun Yen Kun, trying to stop him.

Hun Yen Kun got the cue and walked back to sit with Lin Fan.

Much to the dismay of Yi Mei sect's disciples.

"So, it's good old poison, huh?" Hun Yen Kun whispered to Lin Fan as he stirred the food in front of him.

"Might be; we never know with the Dark Lotus Sect," Lin Fan replied.

The man in the black robe wasn't pleased as he saw them not taking the food.

He stepped forward and asked, "Why aren't you eating? The concubine wouldn't be pleased if you didn't like it.

"The rest are enjoying it; even the soldiers already had it."

When Lin Fan heard it, he knew it meant disaster.

"Don't worry, I know you are hungry; here, take all of our share."

The man in the black robe wanted to persist on Lin Fan having the food but he couldn't.

Someone had taken control of his body.

He tried to struggle but couldn't, not even able to move his eyelids with his will.

Somehow, he involuntarily took the plate of food and gulped it down.

Lin Fan had used the Decurion Leader ability on him.

"You..." The man in the black robe pointed at Lin Fan but couldn't lash out.

He wouldn't want to blow their cover.

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Just a few of them not taking the poison shouldn't disrupt the Dark Lord's plan, he thought.

Surprisingly, those that took the food from the Concubine were normal after that.

All of them were still praising the deliciousness of the food.

When they saw Lin Fan letting the man eat the food, they shook their head and thought it was such a waste.

"Xi er. Let's rest early for our match tomorrow," Hun Yen Kun fanned himself as he said.

"Yes, senior martial brother. We better be on the alert."

Zhang Xi also knew there was something going on.

"Me and Ho Ming will stay on guard for the night, in case of any emergencies," Lin Fan said.

…

Storm Fist Thunder Sect Tent.

The eunuch was in the tent meeting with Low Qiang.

He was sitting down sipping tea from his teacup.

Low Qiang stood up, bowed and greeted him as the eunuch was closest to the Emperor.

"His majesty has been appreciative of your contributions all along.

"As a reward for that, here are two rare Nine Turn Qi Concentration pills for your disciples.

"They would help them gain power to the next level. Use them at the appropriate time," The eunuch said.

"Long live the majesty," Low Qiang thanked the majesty and gave the eunuch a tael of silver.

The eunuch quickly took the silver and hid it in his sleeve, and said, "Continue the good work and I'll put in a few good words to his majesty."

"I will; let me send you out," Low Qiang said as he took the bottle of pills from the eunuch.

…

Emperor's tent.

The concubine was having a hot bath in a bathtub getting ready for the night.

She was enjoying the warmth from the water, mixed with a perfume mix made from spices.

The steam from the water made her face soft and tender.

Suddenly, she felt the hair on her back stand up.

Someone or a presence had come into the tent.

She looked around and out in the corner, a man in black robe appeared.

It was a messenger from the Dark Envoy.

She gave out a sigh of relief when she saw it was just a messenger.

"You scared me there. Next time don't do it again."

"I don't have much time. The Dark Envoy asked if everything had been done according to plan," the messenger said.

This was the Dark Envoy's last chance, and he had to make sure it was successful.

Whatever tournament was just a decoy to his plans.