The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground?-Chapter 19 - Her Jealousy Turned Purple! The Competition Begins!

Chapter 19: Her Jealousy Turned Purple! The Competition Begins!

Feeling the sideward glance directed at her, Liu Ruyan exited her Ice Soul Concentration state, her eyes returning to their usual hue. Ignoring her *vexing junior sister and rebellious disciple, she turned her gaze to Ning Chen, who lay upon the bed. Her expression softened with tenderness and affection.

[*causing , , or worry.].

“Ah Chen, you truly are my greatest blessing!”

Given how intertwined their fates had become, Liu Ruyan didn’t hesitate to reveal her recent breakthroughs. She understood that this was the result of gradual transformation from his Yuan Yang energy over time. Even if she didn’t say it now, they would eventually come to understand it together.

Hearing this, the other two women were visibly stunned, their faces a mix of disbelief and astonishment.

They had thought the abilities Ning Chen displayed over the past year were already extraordinary, only to realize they had barely scratched the surface of his potential!

Compared to the Supreme Chongyang Sacred Physique, a legendary constitution scarcely mentioned in ancient texts, the Heavenly Ice Soul Sacred Physique was far more well-known. Throughout the millennia, there had been several recorded awakeners of this constitution in the cultivation world. Every one of them, without exception, had risen to become one of the most formidable beings of their time.

“The only current awakener of the Heavenly Ice Soul Sacred Physique is the Saintess of Xuanyi Holy Land outside the Grand Xia, isn’t it?” Xu Qingyao interjected suddenly.

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“I think her name is Liu Muxian, right?”

Xu Qingyao chuckled. “Hey, Senior Sister, you both share the surname Liu. Who knows, maybe you were from the same family line a thousand years ago.”

She continued teasing, “But that Saintess is way more impressive than you. She’s barely a few years older and already a Refining Void-stage expert, surpassing the Nascent Soul stage!”

At her current cultivation speed, barring any mishaps, ascension to immortality and flight to higher realms was practically a foregone conclusion for Liu Muxian.

“Ha.” Liu Ruyan rolled her eyes. “She has the full support of an entire Holy Land. It’s no wonder her cultivation is so high.”

Even the most prominent sects in the Grand Xia were like insignificant ants compared to the sheer resources of a Holy Land, let alone the limited resources of the Qinglian Sect.

However, Xu Qingyao wasn’t one to let this slide. She retorted, “Then why don’t you mention the fact that you’ve been absorbing Ah Chen’s Yuan Yang every day?”

“You!” Liu Ruyan gritted her teeth. Unwilling to argue further but still determined not to concede, she huffed coldly. “You’re just jealous.”

“...” Xu Qingyao was left speechless.

She was jealous—so jealous, in fact, that her frustration might as well have turned purple!

This was a top-tier cultivation physique!

It meant that even if Senior Sister Liu solely relied on her own cultivation from now on, her eventual ascension to immortality was highly likely.

The power of such a physique was undeniable.

Upon learning that continuous absorption of Yuan Yang could lead to eventual transformation, who wouldn’t feel a surge of excitement?

If this weren’t Senior Sister Liu’s show today, Xu Qingyao would’ve already made her move to take control of the reins.

Similarly, Nangong Ling’s actions betrayed her inner eagerness as her grip visibly tightened.

Though such transformations required prolonged effort, the knowledge only fueled the women’s determination.

Still... Xu Qingyao suddenly remembered something. “Senior Sister, aren’t top-tier physiques supposed to be unique?”

The uniqueness of top-tier physiques meant that only one individual could possess the same physique within a given era. For another person to obtain it, the first would have to either ascend or perish.

“That’s true!” Liu Ruyan was startled by the reminder, finding the situation all the more incredible.

Yet, unable to explain it further, she attributed it to Ning Chen’s extraordinary capabilities.

After all, everything about him was already heaven-defying—this was just one more anomaly.

Yuandan Academy, the pinnacle institution under the Grand Xia Dynasty, stood as the host for the once-every-twenty-years grand competition. As the foremost sect of Grand Xia, the academy had begun preparations a month in advance to welcome participants from 3,000 officially registered sects.

Today marked the start of the competition, and representatives from all the sects had gathered, including those from the Qinglian Sect.

A white-bearded elder in a starry *daoist robe strode gracefully across the sky, commanding the attention of everyone below as he raised his palm.

[*Taoism or Daoism ( /ˈtaʊ.ɪzəm/, /ˈdaʊ.ɪzəm/) is a diverse philosophical and religious tradition indigenous to China, emphasizing harmony with the Tao 道 (pinyin: dào; Wade–Giles: tao4).].

Boom!

The two nearby immortal mountains trembled and slowly rose into the air. Their peaks inverted, hovering upside down in the heavens.

This divine display left first-time participants awestruck.

Liu Ruyan wore an *ornate palace gown today, her demeanor cold and dignified, exuding the authority of a sect leader.

[* or highly decorated.].

Her gaze shifted toward Nangong Ling, whose blindfolded face betrayed a hint of astonishment before quickly regaining composure. This pleased Liu Ruyan.

Though this rebellious disciple had grown increasingly audacious within the Demon Suppression Prison—even daring to challenge her for control—she remained respectful and poised in public.

However, a glance at her other disciples, who appeared distracted and overwhelmed, soured Liu Ruyan’s mood.

Across the field, the overall cultivation of Qinglian Sect disciples lagged far behind the top-tier sects and was even inferior to most first-rate sects.

Sigh.

Liu Ruyan sighed inwardly.

And these were supposed to be their elite disciples.

Once this competition ended, enhancing the sect’s collective strength would have to become a top priority.

***

The star-robed elder cast two streams of spiritual energy toward the two mountains, revealing chain-like seals that enveloped the entire mountain bodies, halting their movements completely.

With everything in place, he announced:

“Let the grand competition begin.”

As his thunderous voice echoed, he ascended higher into the sky, heading toward the uppermost mountain with ease and composure.

At his signal, representatives from the 3,000 sects soared into the air.

They quickly realized that the higher they ascended, the greater the gravitational force pressing upon them.

Disciples in the Foundation Establishment stage struggled to even reach the edge of the first mountain, clawing their way to its surface in a pitiful display.

Some with weaker cultivation failed to ascend altogether, losing their eligibility before the competition had even properly begun.

The trials had already started.