I Have A Cultivation World

Chapter 511: Chapter 352: If You Use the Sword, I Admit Defeat_1

The venue for this contest is located at the heart of Jumang Daoist Academy, where the Grand Camphor Tree stands.

Surprisingly, it is a lake on an island.

The center of the lake is where the number one spirit plant in the immortal world is located, and their battlefield is this very lake.

Chen Mobai had thought he arrived early enough, but he was surprised to find that the Kunpeng Daoist Institute arrived even earlier, with ten people wearing flying fish suits standing on a platform, suspended by a huge branch of the Grand Camphor Tree.

As the hosts, Jumang Daoist Academy was, of course, already present.

“Friends from Dance Tools Dao Academy, please come this way.”

A young man, dressed in blue robes and possessing a steady aura, called out to Chen Mobai and his group.

“Chen Senior, this is the chief of our Jumang.”

Song Yuexin, who led the team, quickly introduced to Chen Mobai, but Chen Mobai had already seen Zong Zi’s magic duel video in Little Red Sky and recognized the chief of the Jumang Daoist Academy.

“Nice to meet you all, friends from Jumang and Kunpeng.”

Chen Mobai greeted the twenty people from the two major Daoist Academies standing on the platform and subsequently led the people behind him towards their branch platform.

But the moment his feet left the ground, he felt a slight tug of pressure on his shoulders.

“This Azure Fall Lake is the territory of the Grand Divine Tree, and the higher you fly, the more pressure you face. It is said that only those who have achieved Divinity Transformation can reach the top of the tree.”

As the host, Song Yuexin immediately reminded them. Chen Mobai glanced at the locations of the platforms of the other two Academies. All were close to the surface of the lake, about three meters in height.

The platform where Dance Tool Daoist Academy was located was a little lower, about two meters high.

“It is just above the height they can handle.”

Sun Daoji felt the pressure and glanced at the weakest cultivators, Zhuang Jialan, Jiang Yuyuan, and Zhai Jianbai, and softly spoke.

“Let’s go, get on my ‘Red Misty Cloud Silk’.”

Chen Mobai nodded, not minding this at all. The red bracelet on his wrist turned into a cloud of mist, bringing along not only the ten of them, but also Song Yuexin and Wang Mengyuan, flying them up to the platform belonging to their Academy.

“President, did we drag everyone down?”

Jiang Yuyuan asked somewhat embarrassedly, and Zhuang Jialan also wore a face full of guilt. With this opening, the contest had effectively begun.

“It doesn’t matter. After all, we will be the ones winning first place in the end.”

Chen Mobai waved his hand nonchalantly, not forcing the platform to rise any higher. He just stood on the edge of the platform, observing the clear and green lake below. The massive, sprawling roots of the Grand Camphor Tree could be clearly seen through the water surface.

This number one spirit plant in the immortal world was rooted in the center of Azure Waves Lake, which is the core of the rank-5 Water Vein.

“Buto is here as well.”

As Chen Mobai was observing the Grand Camphor Tree, Sun Daoji spoke.

Perhaps there was some unspoken rule, or it was arranged by the Jumang Daoist Academy in advance, the ten major academies started making their appearance one by one only after all four Daoist Academies were gathered.

Following right after Buto, naturally, was the Pure Yang Academy led by Xiahou Weihuan.

Then came Taiyuan, Shanhai, Guan Xing, True Spirit, Natural, Tian Shu, Spiritual Treasure, Taiyi, Wulei, all arriving one after another.

“This time, the attendees are all at the Foundation Establishment stage.”

Sun Daoji took an unobtrusive look at the fourteen branch platforms and the 140 cultivators from the Daoist Academies and couldn’t help but nod slightly.

“Oh, were there Qi Practitioners participating in the past? Could it be that they couldn’t gather ten at the Foundation Establishment stage?”

Chen Mobai found it hard to believe.

“Yes, the academies ranked towards the bottom occasionally have a few generations of talent at a lower level. When there was no choice, they could only send Qi Disciples to make up the numbers.”

Chi Shicheng, the oldest of the group, took out a monocle, stepped off the platform, stood on a branch of the Grand Camphor Tree, and carefully examined the surroundings while answering Chen Mobai’s question.

His main reason for coming was to observe this number one spirit plant in the immortal world.