80: The selection meeting begins! Tianyan Sect! Kailing Realm Seventh Level Warrior, Qing Yuzi!

Tianfeng City, Martial Arts Stage!

This was the Tianfeng City Lord's Mansion's exclusive martial arts stage, used to gather people.

Every surrounding city had such a martial arts stage.

Normally, if there wasn't a major operation or an important event happening in that city, there would be no need to use the martial arts stage.

It was too formal.

On ordinary days, this place was also sealed off, and outsiders were not allowed to enter.

Today, however, it was completely open.

Whether they were from inside or outside Tianfeng City, even those not from Tianfeng City, or even if they weren't martial artists, just ordinary people, they could all come in to watch.

Suddenly, the martial arts stage became the most lively place in all of Tianfeng City.

Countless hawkers were shouting at the entrance, hoping to make a fortune from this opportunity.

These people had no interest in watching the sect selection or martial artist battles.

In their opinion, no matter who won or lost, it wouldn't add or subtract a dish from their dinner.

Instead of watching meaningless competitions, it was more sensible to gain some tangible benefits.

The number of people here today was overwhelming; setting up a stall here for one day would definitely earn more than setting up a stall for three months on normal days.

The children were incredibly excited; although they had been exposed to the concept of martial artists since childhood, they had never seen what a truly powerful martial artist's battle looked like.

It was still early morning, and there was still about an hour until the start, yet so many people had already gathered.

As for those participating in the sect selection Tournament, they arrived three to five days in advance and stayed in inns within Tianfeng City.

Moreover, these participants did not need to use the same entrance as the spectators.

They had an additional exclusive passage, specifically for participants.

Chen De, meanwhile, was already waiting with Feng Zhe outside the city gate for the arrival of the sect envoy.

Chen De originally thought of going directly to the martial arts stage and waiting there, then just starting when it was time to compete.

However, Feng Zhe thought of bringing Chen De along to greet him, and also to make an appearance and say hello to the sect envoy.

Chen De thought that made sense; entering the sect through this 'backdoor' method would benefit him.

Because it also meant that Chen De didn't need to act too high-profile; the more low-key he could secure the spot, the better.

As for rewards, what rewards could Chen De be given?

At most, they would just distribute some benefits according to the Ning Yuan Realm standard, and what use would that be to Chen De?

Attention without benefits was unnecessary.

Others might not know, but Chen De certainly didn't need those things.

Feng Zhe was instructing Chen De by his side,

“Later, when the sect envoy arrives, don't speak; just stand there quietly.

You're here mainly to show your face and get familiar with the sect envoy.

You don't need to worry about anything else; I'll handle everything.”

Feng Zhe solemnly explained to Chen De.

Chen De was a bit puzzled, “Will this work, Dad?”

Feng Zhe's brows were also somewhat furrowed, and he slowly shook his head,

“I don't know if it will work.

But all crows are black; there won't be such completely selfless people.

To put it bluntly, the selfish desires of those within the sect might be even stronger than ours.

However, without seeing the person specifically, I can't say for sure, but there should be about a fifty percent chance.”

Then, the father and son saw a stream of light flying from the horizon.

It gradually slowed down not far from them, about to stop.

Chen De asked, “Is it just one person?”

Feng Zhe looked straight ahead, without turning back, and answered Chen De, “One person is enough. I estimate his strength is quite a bit higher than mine.”

Chen De also learned from the system map that the sect envoy arriving this time was a Spirit Opening Realm Seventh Layer martial artist.

Seeing that the other party had arrived, Feng Zhe was still a little uneasy and quietly reminded Chen De again, “He's here. Remember what I told you.

Later, you don't need to do anything; just watch from here.”

With that, Feng Zhe walked towards where the sect envoy was descending.

And the sect envoy, at this moment, also revealed his figure.

He looked like an immortal-like middle-aged man, walking towards Feng Zhe with a slight smile.

Although his demeanor revealed a hint of professionalism, Chen De and Feng Zhe knew at first sight.

This was a sure thing.

Some things are not discernible by minor characters; this high-level game is aimed at experts.

It's like some disguises; to those who don't understand, it really seems like the real deal.

That's because his beneficiaries and target audience are not those people at all.

But in the eyes of those who truly understand, he actually has no disguise at all.

It's equivalent to laying everything and what he wants nakedly before you.

The kind with no concealment whatsoever.

Of course, only people who have reached a certain height can see these things.

These people often only do business with others who can see through them.

Because, being teammates with a pig will get you killed.

As for how to judge?

It's very simple: if you see it, you see it; if you don't, you don't.

This is a realm, not a method.

Even if two people have completely identical appearances, looks, and actions, one can still feel a distinct difference.

Of course, it's not that easy to see through.

Feng Zhe and Chen De could see through it because the other party didn't hide anything at all.

It's just that ordinary people couldn't see it.

Just like Chen De, he had been Feng Zhe's son for so long.

Could it be that besides the soul token, he didn't feel anything different?

Of course he did, but Chen De, who accepted everything about the original Feng Rin, could only act similar in spirit but not in form.

No one is immutable; things always change with the passage of time.

In Chen De's previous life, if someone gave you the exact same feeling as twenty years ago, both in spirit and form, then there must be a problem.

Therefore, both Chen De and Feng Zhe, seeing this scene, revealed knowing smiles.

And the sect envoy who had arrived here, seeing the knowing smile on Feng Zhe's face as he walked towards him,

Immediately knew that he had understood his meaning, and likewise returned a knowing smile to Feng Zhe.

The two exchanged smiles, everything unsaid.

The sect envoy cupped his hands towards Feng Zhe and said, “I am Qing Yuzi, an Outer Sect Elder of Tianyan Sect!”

Feng Zhe also came before him at this point, and taking advantage of the greeting, he quietly slipped a storage ring to Qing Yuzi, and cupped his hands, saying, “I am Feng Zhe, the City Lord of Tianfeng City!”

Qing Yuzi discreetly accepted the storage ring and subtly sensed the items inside.

He nodded slightly, looking very satisfied.

At this moment, Feng Zhe suddenly glanced in Chen De's direction.

Qing Yuzi followed Feng Zhe's gaze and immediately understood.

The two exchanged another look, both smiling with a knowing expression.

Qing Yuzi spoke first, “City Lord Feng, it's getting late. The sect selection will begin in an hour. We should head over now.”

“Oh dear! Yes, you're right, my memory sometimes! Seeing Elder Qing Yu, I was so happy I almost forgot about the main event.”

“Please, please, I'll lead the way!”

Feng Zhe said as he led Qing Yuzi into a carriage to head to the martial arts stage.

It wasn't that the carriage was faster than them, but rather it better reflected their status.

As he left, he didn't forget to give Chen De a look, signaling him to follow quickly.

Chen De understood and immediately followed, but he didn't go with them.

Instead, he took a different carriage and went ahead of them.