Azure Cloud Mountain shook with the roar of thousands. The Grand Sect Tournament was a once-in-a-decade performance.Disciples from every division of the sect were all gathered at the colossal arena. Rows upon rows of stone seats rose to the heavens, while the center stage was a vast, reinforced platform of immortal jade which showed under the morning sun.Drummers beat their drums. Elders in long robes sat in their grand seats above. Their eyes were sharp and heavy. Banners bearing the Azure Cloud Sect insignia fluttered proudly in the wind.The announcer’s voice boomed, echoing through the mountains.“Disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect, today begins the tournament that decides your fates! Strength, talent, and destiny shall be tested. Only one will emerge victorious to inherit the Supreme Technique!”The crowd was heavily excited. Inner disciples had to straighten their backs with pride. Hidden geniuses smirked. And outer disciples widened their eyes, trembling, whispering among them

The Grand Sect Tournament’s atmosphere shifted the moment the announcer declared the next stage. The weaker disciples had been culled; only the strongest remained. The arena no longer hosted mismatched duels. It was now a crucible for true talent and a proving ground for inner sect elites whose names were mentioned like legends.Drums got beaten by their drummers, echoing across Azure Cloud Mountain. The stands shook from the roars of disciples and guests.“The next round will be the clash of our sect’s finest! The inner sect’s chosen geniuses step forward!”Gasps filled the air as prodigies marched onto the jade platform. Their robes glimmered with embroidery signifying elder tutelage. Their auras were terrifying, each one was a blazing sun compared to the flickering candles of outer disciples.From the sidelines, whispers spread like wildfire.“These are the inner sect’s treasures… sons of heaven themselves!”“Each has broken bottlenecks in record time. They are the foundation of

The Grand Sect Tournament had reached a fever pitch. After shattering Lin Sha’s cultivation before the entire sect, Kai Lin’s name spread like wildfire. Outer disciples who once mocked him now whispered his name with awe. Even some inner disciples glanced his way with grudging respect. But amidst the roars of admiration, Elder Zhao Tianren sat with storm-dark eyes. His hand tightened on the armrest of his seat. His plans had unraveled one after the other. The trash he sought to bury had become a shining star. If Kai continued to win, Zhao’s years of control over the sect’s weaker disciples would be undone. Worse, his own secret dealings with demonic cultivators risked exposure. ‘This ends now,’ Zhao thought coldly. His eyes flicked to the referees below. His disciples who owed him favors, bound by threats and bribes. The referee stepped forward. His voice was unnaturally stiff. “Due to the overwhelming pace of this tournament, adjustments must be made.” The crowd murmured i

The Azure Cloud Sect’s grand tournament arena was lousy with cheers of the disciples. The stone stage located in the mountain shook as thousands of disciples gathered to watch the semi-finals. Above, elders and honored guests sat upon their elevated seats. Their gazes were sharp and judging. In the center stood Kai Lin, his robe bloodstained from his previous battles but his back straight. He watched with a cold but unyielding eyes. Across from him, his opponent walked in with an aura that seemed to set the very air ablaze. It's Feng Zhan. He was a prodigy from the sect’s Dragon Bloodline Branch. His red robes glowed like fire, and the faint outline of draconic scales brightened by light across his forearms. Gasps rippled through the crowd. “That’s Feng Zhan! His fire arts are unrivaled in this generation.” “They say his body contains fragments of true dragon blood. Against him, Kai Lin doesn’t stand a chance.” “Trash versus dragon? This will be a massacre.” But Kai

The Grand Arena still trembled from the echoes of Kai Lin’s last blow. Dust and fractured stone rained down, settling around the silent figure of Li Shen sprawled on the ground. His white robes were torn and stained with his own blood. His once-proud golden dragon aura had died out completely.For a moment, the crowd could not comprehend what they had just seen.Li Shen was the core formation prodigy, the sect’s brightest star and the untouchable heir.Defeated.By the disciple they had mocked, scorned, and branded as trash.Whispers surged like wildfire.“This can’t be real…”“Li Shen… lost?”“No… no, I saw it with my own eyes. Kai shattered his dragon manifestation!”Then the silence broke, and the people started talking about it. Some cheered wildly while the others cried out in disbelief, but all eyes were fixed on the bloodied Kai Lin who was still standing tall in the center of the battlefield.In the stillness of his mind, the System’s cold voice resounded within him. “Asc