Celestial Emperor
Tournament starts

Luo Jian who did not know about the whereabouts Weng Lao was in his room was back to do the same. Precisely after destroying those few gold chains that were restraining his mind, Luo Jian had added about twenty percent of the additional memories he knew. The memory was based on a series of events during his time as the Celestial Emperor during a rebellion by someone he had considered his own brother.

The two-week incident also left Weng Lao so confused by what Luo Jian had done. It looked like meditation, but some time the aura of chaos continued to seep on Luo Jian's body. And that was the cause for concern, as he did not know the purpose that Luo Jian was going to do.

"Until this moment, Dai Mubai had still not returned to search for his identity in the Light clan."

As he himself knew, tomorrow was the tournament to begin, Weng Lao finally decided to immediately leave Luo Jian's room. The five disciples who were also unaware of Weng Lao's figure had finally decided to wake Luo Jian up from the closed-door training that made them uneasy.

"Mr Lang, wake up the tournament will soon start," said one of them ventured.

That Luo Jian who was swept away in his mind instantly took over his consciousness. Slowly his eyes opened, but it was very clear that his eyes were reddening like they were experiencing endless sadness. Only he knows how he feels.

"Friends, thank you for taking care of me," Luo Jian said with a friendly smile.

After thanking and talking in a friendly manner. The five finally knew a little about Luo Jian's nature which turned out not to be as cruel as the behavior or the fight they saw on the training field. When the five disciples came out of the room wanting to fill their stomachs, Luo Jian suddenly realized that his robe was currently filled with many blood stains that had dried up.

"It's..." Her speech choked.

Not wanting to be of more concern when exiting the room, Luo Jian decided to change his robe, and after that he immediately walked out of the dormitory to look for Yang Shen.

Thirty minutes looking for Yang Shen, Luo Jian finally found Yang Shen in a quiet place.

"Brother Shen," said Luo Jian then approached Yang Shen.

The instant Yang Shen turned his body around, a sweet smile as the taste of the brother he shared sincerely.

"Brother Lang turned out to have come out of closed-door training" Yang Shen said.

Luo Jian simply nodded his head, then the two conversed for a moment. From the conversation they were talking about, Luo Jian was quite surprised by the information provided by Yang Shen. There are three pieces of information that the situation is currently heating up.

"The first thing your name has now spread among the main sects" said Yang Shen.

"Secondly, the top three disciples are now beginning to search for your identity, and therefore their subordinates or their alliances are now beginning to move in search of you to teach you a lesson."

"Third one, peak chief Ling personally wants to appoint you as his disciple," Yang Shen said again which left Luo Jian shocked.

Of course Luo Jian was very surprised, it was not about the top three disciples wanting to teach him a lesson. But She Yin suddenly asked him to personally raise her as a disciple without having to enter the tournament.

"Brother it seems you've decided the path you're going to take, right? But we seem to be parting ways, because anyway..." Yang Shen's halted speech was cut off by Luo Jian.

"You came to this sect only to avenge your brother, and now you have completed your task."

"Brothers forgive..."

The conversation continued until midnight. After giving away the gold plate belonging to the Yang family, Yang Shen who was about to exit the sect finally regained his own fame.

"Brother if you have some free time, don't forget to come to our clan, because I will always welcome you well" Yang Shen said then using the science of lightening his body.

Feeling that there was no activity, Luo Jian decided to practice in that place alone. The sword technique given by Weng Lao continued to be studied, until the morning.

"It looks like the tournament is about to begin," Luo Jian muttered feeling the numerous auras of the disciples moving southwards.

Swuuush!

Luo Jian stomped his feet and immediately went towards the south, which was the stage of the inner disciple selection tournament. Arriving.

"It's very crowded," Luo Jian said feeling lazy to queue up.

But when he stepped foot to do the registration, the outer disciples who knew his identity immediately stepped aside and gave them a place to queue willingly. Hearing the name Yin Lang register at the selection of inner disciples, the outer disciples instantly stepped aside from the spot in line for them and opened the path.

It caused Luo Jian to be so happy, because without lining up he had gotten the number thirty-two back. After obtaining the back number, Luo Jian then entered a dimensional portal guarded by several elders.

Swuuush!

Luo Jian's body appeared in Weng Lao's artificial world. It looks very crowded the students who watch the selection of students in it. That participant Luo Jian ended up looking for an empty bench to wait for the tournament to begin. Fifteen minutes looking for a bench, he finally got it.

His sharp eyes stared at the stools of the main sect elders. But to be sure, Luo Jian was only looking for She Yin's whereabouts. After seeing She Yin sitting next to Weng Lao. Luo Jian unintentionally stared at the three disciples wearing deep robes who were also staring at him sharply.

"It seems like they were told by Yang Shen," Luo Jian muttered still in a relaxed manner as the three disciples continued to look at him with condescending gazes.

On the other hand precisely the three disciples who were the three great ranking winners in that inner disciple tournament who were staring intently at Luo Jian now looked like they were not interested at all.

"It seems that I don't deserve to fight him," Tang Wei said slightly using a condescending tone.

Ruo Gu and Mu Lei who were rank one and two were just silent, they were also not interested in Yin Lang who was said to be on the rise. Three hours wait, the tournament finally begins. Yin Kun who was the vice leader of the sect was present in the middle of the field explaining rule after rule. He also explained that every student can give up before a match. Because when the game starts, killing fellow disciples is allowed.

Swuuuush!

the leaderboard appears above the sky according to the number of the back of each participant. After the appearance of the leaderboard, Yin Kun again made a hand seal and after that each of those back numbers would be reunited with the other back numbers.

"Number one against number thirty-two!" The echoing speech Yin Kun.

It made all the spectators and participants look for the two figures. The moment they knew that the number thirty-two was Yin Lang. All the spectators as well as the participants cheered in support of Yin Lang.