The next two days, Su Fan's in-game activities consisted of completing sect missions to accumulate contribution points, and then purchasing attribute points to bring into reality.
In these two days, Su Fan had already brought out 40 attribute pills, and hadn't had time to consume them yet.
"Su Fan, the quota competition has begun!"
Su Dongsheng delivered a bombshell piece of news to Su Fan; the competition had finally started.
Su Fan consumed all the attribute pills he had saved for two days. The true qi in his dantian instantly expanded from the size of an egg to the size of a fist. Although the change was not significant, Su Fan could feel that he was stronger than before, and the improvement was quite noticeable.
"Where is the venue?" Su Fan went to Su Yutong's house and asked Su Bei and Su Dongsheng.
"It's on the summit of Tianping Mountain. I'll go with you. Let's go."
Su Dongsheng planned to accompany the two to Tianping Mountain. Although he wasn't participating in the competition, he felt uneasy without someone to keep an eye on them. What if Su Fan and the other boy were bullied?
The three drove to the foot of Tianping Mountain. The mountain road above was not accessible by car, so they would have to walk up the mountain from here. However, this posed no difficulty for martial artists.
After parking the car, the three began to walk up the mountain. They hadn't gone far when they saw a horizontal line drawn on the mountain path, with an old man standing before it.
"Please stop here, sirs."
The old man blocked their path.
"Are you here to participate in the competition?" the old man asked the three.
"Indeed. May I ask what this means?" Su Dongsheng asked the old man in confusion.
"Once you cross this line, the competition officially begins. Elders are requested to rest nearby and await the end of the competition," the old man said to Su Dongsheng.
It was clear from a glance that Su Dongsheng was not a young man among the three, so this statement was directed at him.
"May I ask what the rules of the competition are?" Su Fan had listened for a long time but still hadn't figured out the format of this competition.
"It officially begins once you reach the mountain. You can choose to forfeit during the competition. After forfeiting, someone will escort you down the mountain. The competition ends when only twenty people remain on the mountain," the old man explained to Su Fan.
Su Fan's eyebrows shot up. These rules were so brutal.
The rules only stipulated conditions for forfeiting and winning. This meant that any means were permissible during the competition. You could team up with others to eliminate opponents, or hide until the end.
"Which scoundrel formulated these rules?" Su Dongsheng couldn't help but curse. These rules were a joke, completely unfair!
"I am the one who formulated these rules. Do you have a problem?" the old man asked Su Dongsheng with a displeased expression. A sharp aura emanated from him, making Su Dongsheng feel somewhat breathless.
"May I ask who you are, senior?" Su Dongsheng asked earnestly.
"This old man is from the Qingyan Sword Sect. In the martial world, I am known as Jian Nu (Sword Slave)."
Upon hearing the name Jian Nu, Su Dongsheng's spirit jolted.
"Junior did not know it was Senior Jian Nu. I hope you will forgive my offense," Su Dongsheng said, cupping his hands towards the old man.
"It's nothing. You are Su Dongsheng, aren't you? You are known as the Mad Dragon, so a little arrogance is understandable," the old man said, not blaming Su Dongsheng.
"Third Uncle, who is this?" Su Bei asked Su Dongsheng in confusion, referring to Jian Nu.
"Jian Nu became famous throughout the world forty years ago. His swordsmanship was divine. In his middle age, his sword intent reached great mastery. In recent years, he has used his body as a sword, forging it with sword intent. His strength is terrifyingly immense," Su Dongsheng explained to the two. It was better to clarify the background of such a powerful senior to prevent the two from offending him.
Su Fan and Su Bei were astonished. Wasn't this old man's strength invincible? Using one's body as a sword and forging it with sword intent – was this something an ordinary person could conceive of?
"You two should hurry up the mountain. I'll wait for you here," Su Dongsheng said to them.
The two crossed the horizontal line on the mountain path, officially entering the competition.
After ascending the mountain, the two found no one else. However, this did not mean there was no one on the mountain.
Others were either hiding at this moment, waiting in the shadows for an opportunity, or waiting for their prey to appear.
The participants in this competition were either scions of noble families or disciples of sects. Families had friction with each other, and sects had mutual animosity.
"What should we do?" Su Bei asked Su Fan.
"Let's find a place to hide too. We should conserve our strength first," Su Fan also felt that it was not the time for a direct confrontation. It would be best to emerge after most of the others had been eliminated.
"But, where can we hide?" Su Bei looked at the barren mountaintop, saying that apart from some grass, there were few trees on this mountain.
Su Fan really wanted to say that he could go home and sleep, but you couldn't. He was staying here because of Su Bei.
"Forget it, let's just sit here." Su Fan was too lazy to hide and decided to just stay on the mountaintop and wait for others to arrive.
It wasn't that Su Fan was arrogant, but he could ensure that he was always in peak condition. Su Fan had also used his mana pool earlier. The function of the mana pool in reality was to allow Su Fan to quickly replenish his true qi after disengaging from a fight.
Therefore, Su Fan was not worried. As long as he was given time, he could fight all the contestants alone.
"Just sitting here? Isn't that too arrogant?" Su Bei said, sitting next to Su Fan.
"If young people aren't arrogant, are they still young?"
Su Bei was stunned and then smiled.
Su Fan was right. Didn't his Third Uncle's title of Mad Dragon come from this? If he wasn't arrogant, could he be called young?
Su Bei then felt at ease and sat on the mountaintop with Su Fan, chatting occasionally while waiting for someone to arrive.
The sect experts observing from the shadows were intrigued by Su Fan and Su Bei's actions.
"These two kids are quite interesting."
A Taoist priest wearing a green robe and a wooden hairpin was quite interested in the two.
While everyone else was hiding and looking for opportunities, these two were sitting openly on the mountaintop, truly displaying youthful vigor.
"I heard these two are from the Su family in Jincheng. The Su family has been in seclusion for so many years; their sudden appearance is due to the ancient inheritance?"
"Whatever the reason, our goal is the ancient inheritance. No one knows the truth of the ancient inheritance except us. Can this Su family really turn the world upside down?"
Another old man with a small mustache said with a cold laugh.
"It's better to be cautious. If anything unexpected happens, we will have failed," the Taoist priest was more cautious and could not afford any mistakes.
While the old men were discussing, a young man ascended the mountaintop.
Su Fan was surprised; this was an old acquaintance.
It was Ye Xingyun from the Ye family.
However, Ye Xingyun was not alone. Following behind him were Gong Wentao and Yang Zhen. Gong Wentao and Yang Zhen, who had previously tried to recruit Su Fan, had chosen to cooperate with Ye Xingyun.
Ye Xingyun was visibly surprised to see Su Fan and Su Bei.
"Hi."
Su Fan smiled and waved at them.
Ye Xingyun looked as if he had eaten feces, because he had to admit that he was no match for Su Fan.