I Can Strengthen Everything

"Miss Lü, if you have nothing better to do, go look around the city. I need to continue my cultivation."

A cold voice came from inside the room.

Lü Su was instantly infuriated.

She stared intently at Fang Xing’s closed door for a long moment before finally turning to leave.

A short while later, she arrived before a courtyard and entered the house.

Inside the room, a figure sat quietly sipping tea. It was none other than the Ninth Prince, Zhao Taiji.

Seeing Lü Su’s dejected expression, Zhao Taiji looked at her and said, "It’s fine that you failed. I’m afraid this man will be difficult to win over to my side."

Hearing this, Lü Su looked at him, her face filled with unwillingness as she clenched her fists. "Cousin, I don’t want to give up like this."

Zhao Taiji frowned, his expression darkening as he looked at Lü Su’s defiant face.

"You haven’t fallen for him, have you?"

"I... I haven’t! I just want to conquer him!" Lü Su said, clenching her fists.

Zhao Taiji: "..."

"If you want to try, then go ahead. But let me tell you in advance, if you want to get close to him, you’d best change your approach."

Lü Su looked up at him, seeming to understand something. She nodded. "Thank you, cousin!"

With that, she turned and left the room.

’This girl... with the Yin Yang Profound Skill she cultivates, she couldn’t have actually developed feelings, could she...’

Zhao Taiji’s brow was tightly furrowed as he muttered to himself.

...

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

The Martial Dao Gala had officially begun.

On Celestial Star Island, in a wide, open area in the center, tens of thousands of figures had gathered.

They formed a dense, dark mass.

The crowd numbered no less than a hundred thousand.

This was the venue for the martial arts tournament. Within the grounds, there were five large arenas.

Each arena was inscribed with an Array, forming a powerful Barrier.

They could withstand the force of a clash between even True Essence Realm Martial Arts Grandmasters.

Fang Xing and Hong Miaojin arrived at the VIP seating area of the tournament venue.

From the VIP seats, one had an unobstructed view of the entire tournament grounds.

’This spectacle rivals, and perhaps even surpasses, the great hunt in the Jade Capital.’

Fang Xing mused to himself.

A grand scene like this was a rare sight.

He looked toward the arenas in the center of the grounds. Under the sweep of his Golden Eyes of Truth, everything became clear at a glance.

They looked like ordinary arenas, but there was more to them than met the eye.

The Arrays were interwoven. Once activated, they would transport the contestants into another vast world.

Meanwhile, those on the outside could clearly see everything that happened within.

The Martial Dao Gala was more than just simple sparring.

It also symbolized the redistribution of resources.

The participants were all True Disciples from the major Martial Dao Upper Sects.

Their status and strength could not be underestimated.

Among the Ten Great Upper Sects, the most elite were their respective first True Disciples.

For example, Yu Linglong of the Taiqing Upper Sect!

And Meng Tianji, the first True Disciple of the Supreme Dao Sect, among others.

The matches between these ten first True Disciples were the true highlight.

A clash of the titans.

Each one was a prodigy rarely seen even once a century!

The first True Disciples of the Ten Great Upper Sects had almost all reached the Great Perfection stage of the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm.

They were only a single step away from the Celestial Dragon Gate!

Without the enveloping Arrays, a clash of this magnitude could potentially sink Celestial Star Island itself.

They were existences at the absolute pinnacle of power.

This was also the part Fang Xing was most looking forward to.

However, the first True Disciples of the Ten Great Upper Sects would only appear for the main event.

The first day was for the matches between the other True Disciples of the Martial Dao Upper Sects.

The second day was for the showdown between the ten first True Disciples.

They were all at the True Essence Realm Great Perfection.

Currently, all of them ranked in the top ten of the Hidden Dragon List, so it was hard to say there was a huge gap between them.

The main differences lay in the Martial Arts and Martial Dao Secret Techniques they each cultivated.

Gaps naturally existed, but since they were all nurtured with the full resources of the Ten Great Upper Sects, the only way to determine a winner was for them to clash personally.

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DONG—!

As the sun rose in the east, at approximately 7:45 AM, a resonant bell suddenly rang out from the tournament venue. The toll of the Divine Bell reverberated, shaking the entire island.

DONG—!

DONG—!

DONG—!

...

The bell tolled nine times, its sound spreading across the island. The bustling, noisy tournament grounds fell silent in that instant.

In the center of the venue, upon the central high platform, a radiant light descended from the sky.

A middle-aged man in green robes appeared on the platform.

He wore green brocade robes, and his aura was as vast as the sea. His cultivation was heaven-reaching; he was, without a doubt, a Celestial Martial Saint.

The City Lord of Celestial Star City.

Li Qingtian!

He was also the only city lord in the entire Great Jing to have reached the Celestial Martial Saint Realm.

He was the true ruler in charge of the entire Celestial Star Island.

Sweeping his gaze over the crowd, Li Qingtian’s voice rang out.

"This year marks another decennial Martial Dao Gala. On behalf of the Ten Great Upper Sects, I welcome all our honored guests."

"I am confident that the performances of the disciples from the various Upper Sects will be nothing short of spectacular."

"Without further ado, I now declare the Celestial Star Martial Dao Gala officially open!"

ROAR—!!!

The moment his voice fell, a heaven-shaking wave of applause erupted, thundering through the air.

Soon, the first batch of True Disciples from the Ten Great Upper Sects stepped onto the arenas.

Most of them had a True Gang Cultivation.

There were quite a few at True Gang Perfection.

Among them was Jiang Chuan, who had crossed paths with Fang Xing before.

Also in this group was a disciple from the Supreme Profound Upper Sect, Xu Ye.

Fang Xing’s gaze hardened when he saw Xu Ye.

He hadn’t forgotten the time Xu Ye had come to his door, looking to "spar" with him.

If he hadn’t managed to cultivate his Red Fire Divine Skill to the Fiery Flame Formless stage back then, he would have likely been captured by that guy.

’A spectacle like this isn’t a good place to make a move. I’ll let him enjoy himself for a while longer...’

Although he wanted to kill Xu Ye, Fang Xing remained rational.