A month passed in the blink of an eye.
During this month, Mo Tiange focused on cultivating and comprehending formations. Occasionally, she came out to check on the situation.
The matter between An Clan and Huang Clan was done by the other party. The deeper they investigated, the more they found out about the illicit relationship between the two clans. They all accused the other party of instigating the younger generation to seduce them. Since they couldn't solve the problem, they had to fight privately. As a result, both clans suffered losses and their clans declined.
More than ten years later, the remaining cultivators of the two clans died one after another and were removed from Mount Yunwu. Of course, this was a story for later.
Right now, as long as they didn't find out anything about her, Mo Tiange didn't care about them. These two clans were originally dogs biting each other and didn't want to let go of this opportunity to make things difficult for each other.
She had a more important thing now — the Immortals Assembly on Mount Yunwu was about to begin.
At this time, the number of cultivators on Mount Yunwu was several times more than usual. One reason was that more people came to participate in the Immortals Assembly, and the other reason was that most of the participants had companions, friends, or elders.
Early in the morning, Mo Tiange got up. At the same time, Ye Jiang also stopped recuperating, packed up his belongings, and went with her.
This was the tradition of the Immortals Assembly. Because the Immortals Assembly was a competition of life and death, the participants would be accompanied by their relatives and friends. If they really died, their belongings would be taken back by their relatives and friends. If they didn't, the belongings would belong to the sect.
The uncle and nephew duo flew along the mountain road to the mountain where Yunwu Sect was located. They first went to register with the gatekeeper and got their identity tablets before they could enter with Second Uncle.
Seeing that Ye Jiang was in the Foundation Building realm, the young gatekeeper took a second look at him.
It was naturally much easier for Foundation Building cultivators to join a sect, and it was also very easy for them to bring their nephews and disciples into the sect. Therefore, there were only a few Foundation Building cultivators accompanying them to the Immortals Assembly.
However, seeing that Ye Jiang didn't have much lifespan left, the disciple looked away.
First, the sect didn't want to accept Foundation Building cultivators who were about to die and had no hope of advancing. Second, those Foundation Building cultivators didn't want to be restricted by the sect when they were about to die.
This wasn't strange at all.
Today, Yunwu Sect was like a Daoist temple in the secular world. The mountain road was full of people. Mo Tiange estimated that there were probably thousands of people.
Of the thousand or so people, even if half of them wanted to go up on stage, there would still be over a thousand people. However, the sect only recruited a few dozen people. It was clear how intense the competition was.
After entering the Yunwu Mountain Gate, there was a large square. It occupied a large area and could accommodate ten thousand people.
Behind the square was a magnificent hall surrounded by clouds and mist. It gave off the feeling of a celestial sect.
At this moment, ten arenas had already been set up on the square. Each arena was guarded by several Foundation Building cultivators. There were also Aura Refining cultivators registering.
The rule of this arena was that if you won more than ten people in the arena, you would advance to the next round. In the next round of competition, you would still have to win more people until there were only a few dozen people left.
Second Uncle had told her that it wasn't easy to fight from the beginning to the end. In the beginning, there would always be people who wanted to obtain the qualification as soon as possible, and the experts hadn't even gone on stage yet. In the end, there would be many people who had lost in other arenas. In order to fight for the last chance, they would even fight with their lives on the line. More than half of the casualties would happen at the last moment.
Therefore, she decided to enter the arena at about the middle of the battle. This way, she could avoid the front and back of the battle, and it should be easier for her to meet people who were fighting with their lives on the line.
When the sun rose, several Summoning Talismans flew out of the hall and fell directly into the hands of the cultivators guarding the arenas.
After these cultivators received the Summoning Talismans, they announced the start of the competition on their respective arenas.
Each arena was a separate competition, and everyone could fight once. Therefore, many people would first enter a arena at the beginning of the competition. If they couldn't win, they would pick a weaker arena and fight again.
However, this method was rarely successful because talismans, spirit stones, and the like would be used up. Individual cultivators didn't have enough wealth to spend like this. Even if they did, they would inevitably suffer some injuries in the process, so it would be much harder to fight than the first time.
Mo Tiange and Mo Tiange casually guarded a arena to watch. Soon, they saw someone enter the arena. It was a strong man in the ninth layer of the Aura Refining realm in his thirties.
According to the rules of the Immortals Assembly, only those under the age of fifty could register. Because it was very difficult for cultivators to advance after the age of fifty, most of the people present were in their thirties or forties. There weren't many young people like Mo Tiange who hadn't reached twenty yet.
The strong man handed over his identity tablet to the cultivator in charge of registration then raised his voice and said, "Which Fellow Daoist wants to come up and give me some pointers?" His voice was as loud as a bell, so the people below the arena could hear him clearly.
Seeing that there was already a ninth layer Aura Refining cultivator at the beginning of the competition, the cultivators surrounding the arena sighed one after another. The tenth layer was the highest level of the Aura Refining realm. How could the sixth or seventh layer Aura Refining cultivators not feel helpless when there was already such a high-level person at the beginning?
However, there were naturally some people who didn't want to let this go. Sure enough, someone came to the arena. He first handed over his identity tablet then greeted the strong man. "Brother, I'm here to ask for your guidance."
The two of them exchanged some pleasantries before they each took out their spirit tools and began to fight.
Ye Jiang shook his head and said, "Let's go to the other arenas."
Mo Tiange didn't have any objections. The fighting methods of the two cultivators in this arena were very ordinary. Her cultivation level was slightly lower, but relying on her handy Green-Wood Sword and Green-Wood Art, it wasn't difficult for her to win.
The second arena was actually a battle of talismans between two people. Mo Tiange didn't know where these two people came from, but they were actually throwing talismans at each other as if they were free. They were even crazier than when she killed the cultivator from An Clan.
Mo Tiange thought about it. She really couldn't think of any other way to deal with such an opponent other than throwing talismans like the other party. Spirit tools couldn't be as fast as talismans, and spells also consumed spiritual aura, so the person with more talismans would definitely win.
The last few arenas were very ordinary. Ye Jiang couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when he saw one of the arenas.
Mo Tiange was curious. "What's wrong, Second Uncle?"
Ye Jiang watched for a while before he finally shook his head. "This cultivator's spiritual aura is very skillful. Presumably, he either has an elder or is someone with a firm will."
Mo Tiange looked at the arena. It was a fight between a middle-aged man in the seventh layer of the Aura Refining realm in his forties and a young man in the ninth layer of the Aura Refining realm in his early twenties. The middle-aged cultivator had a fan-shaped spirit tool while the young man only had a defensive talisman on his body. However, the young man's spells were fast and accurate, so the middle-aged cultivator was in a difficult situation.
Presumably, Second Uncle was talking about this young man.
Mo Tiange watched for a long time but still couldn't figure anything out, so she said, "This person only practices spells very well."
Ye Jiang smiled and shook his head. "This person's spells are very ordinary, but the circulation of his spiritual aura is very fast. Look at the time he attacks — he practically doesn't need to prepare before he casts spells one after another.
Ordinary Aura Refining cultivators need a long time to circulate their spiritual aura before casting spells, and it's precisely because of this that talismans are faster than spells. But look at him — he's not much slower than talismans. This is the limit that Aura Refining cultivators can reach! "
Mo Tiange took a closer look. Sure enough, that was the case.
This person cast spells as if he was casting talismans. One after another, his opponent couldn't parry them.
"To be able to practice this skill, it's either because of an elder's guidance or because he deliberately practiced the circulation of his spiritual aura. Moreover, he spent a lot of effort on it.
To be able to spend so much effort on these seemingly useless things, and for such a long time, it's obvious that he's a person with a firm will. "
Mo Tiange felt great admiration. Not only did she admire this person's willpower, but she also admired Second Uncle's keen eyesight. Just by looking at the speed at which this young man cast spells, he was able to infer this person's temperament.
The uncle and nephew duo looked around before they finally chose a place.
Ye Jiang said, "This place is fine. You'll go next."
Mo Tiange responded with a "yes" and focused her attention on the fight in the ring.
What was rare was that the two cultivators in the ring both looked like youths in their twenties. Moreover, both of them were in the seventh layer of the Aura Refining realm.
One of them was using a flying sword while the other was using a whip. The flying sword was a high grade spirit tool, and the young man using the sword also seemed to have a very pure spiritual aura.
Gradually, the young man using the whip could only parry. Because the whip was only a middle grade spirit tool, it simply didn't dare to come into contact with the flying sword and could only dodge. Before it could, the young man had no choice but to concede.
Upon hearing the Foundation Building cultivator at the side of the ring announcing the winner, the young man using the flying sword cupped his hands complacently and looked at the crowd below the ring.
Ye Jiang said, "Go."
Mo Tiange nodded and leaped onto the ring. She first greeted the Foundation Building cultivator at the side then handed over her identity tablet.
After the Foundation Building cultivator confirmed that there were no problems, she cupped her hands towards the young man and said, "I'm Ye Xiaotian. Please enlighten me, Brother."