Chapter 733

Even the mighty figures of the Southern Domain who were hiding in the air above the circular field were attracted by the starlight.

"The first Prodigy Light is indeed Venerable Fallen Moon of the Evil Moon Sect."

The Sky Sword Pavilion's Deputy Pavilion Master sighed.

Duan Xiao of the Azure Thunder Palace could be considered a genius in a hundred years. His speed at collecting the seals was extremely fast, but he was still slightly slower than Venerable Fallen Moon of the Evil Moon Sect.

"I wonder how many people will be able to collect a thousand seals and form the Prodigy Light."

Another person casually said.

"I see that the two dark horses are collecting seals rather quickly. There might be hope."

A Sovereign of the Azure Thunder Palace said with a smile.

Chen Yu's performance had exceeded his expectations, allowing the Solitary Blood King to show off in front of him.

At this moment, he purposely praised Chen Yu.

The Solitary Blood King did not reply. There was a limit to the number of people participating in the Prodigy Ranking Tournament. It was extremely difficult to collect a thousand seals.

Although the combination of Chen Yu and Situ Linyu was strong, it was unrealistic for them to obtain so many seals.

The Solitary Blood King knew that the Thunderclap Sovereign was only joking about his disciple, so he did not say anything.

"Hehe, the Shocking Thunder King really knows how to joke. Chen Yu and Situ Linyu's team is indeed very strong, but they've also offended Yang Yue and Han Yan by plundering without restraint. They've made too many enemies in the first stage.

"When the seals reach a certain level, there will be a phenomenon similar to the Prodigy Light. By then, the two of them will have nowhere to hide. They will be defeated by their enemies sooner or later, and all the seals will be taken!"

An old man with a goatee in the Heavenly Jade Sect said disdainfully.

"Old goat, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The Solitary Blood King snorted.

He could ignore the Thunderclap Sovereign purposely praising Chen Yu previously.

However, he could not tolerate the goatee of the Heavenly Jade Sect belittling his disciple.

The Demon King Valley Master frowned and did not stop him.

The Solitary Blood King and the goatee of the Heavenly Jade Sect, the Dark Feather King, had a deep grudge and could be said to be old enemies.

The Dark Feather King was the leader of one of the peaks in the Heavenly Jade Sect, and Zhuo Buhan, who was possessed by the Blood Race, was the Young Sect Master of this peak.

Previously, the Dark Feather King was in the wrong and the Solitary Blood King took advantage of him.

Chen Yu was the Solitary Blood King's disciple, so the Dark Feather King naturally didn't like Chen Yu. That was why he said that.

"That disciple of yours, Luo Qiumei, doesn't seem like much. There are actually rumors in the outside world that she has a chance of entering the top five. I think she'll have to use up all her luck to enter the top ten."

The Solitary Blood King retaliated by belittling the Dark Feather King's disciple, Luo Qiumei.

"Hehe, my disciple is not that great? What if she could get into the top five? What if she can collect a thousand marks? "

The Dark Feather King sneered and asked.

He was well aware of Luo Qiumei's talent. She still had a chance to enter the top five.

No matter what, Luo Qiumei was definitely stronger than Chen Yu, so he was very confident.

The Solitary Blood King's eyes were gloomy. He couldn't stand the old goat showing off in front of him. After thinking for a moment, he said, "If your disciple can collect a thousand marks in the first round or get into the top five, I'll give you the Frosty Heaven Blood Bamboo."

The Dark Feather King was slightly stunned. He didn't expect the Solitary Blood King to be so prideful and say something like that.

The Frosty Heaven Blood Bamboo!

It was said that the Solitary Blood King had entered an ancient relic eight years ago and obtained an extremely precious ancient material. The Solitary Blood King was still keeping it and was prepared to use it at a crucial moment.

However, the chances of Luo Qiumei collecting a thousand marks or getting into the top five were not high.

What if she could do it?

The Dark Feather King was slightly tempted.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "You said it. Everyone here heard it, right?"

If Luo Qiumei performed exceedingly well and reached one of the standards, then he could get the Frosty Heaven Blood Bamboo.

The Solitary Blood King frowned slightly. This Dark Feather King actually took his joke seriously.

However, it wouldn't be easy for Luo Qiumei to reach this goal.

"Wait, Dark Feather King, this alone isn't enough."

The Solitary Blood King said again.

Regardless of whether the Dark Feather King won or lost, he wouldn't lose anything. How could the Solitary Blood King agree?

"What else do you want?" The Dark Feather King harrumphed coldly.

"If my disciple collects eight hundred marks in the first round or gets into the top twenty, you will also have to take out a treasure of the same value."

The Solitary Blood King stated his conditions.

"Hehe, aren't your conditions a little too low?"

The Dark Feather King laughed coldly and bargained.

In reality, with Chen Yu's strength, it would be harder for him to collect eight hundred marks than for Luo Qiumei to collect a thousand marks.

The key was the top twenty. The Dark Feather King wasn't sure about this.

Separated by a world barrier, he couldn't judge Chen Yu's strength.

Finally, after a few more words of debate, the two changed the conditions.

As long as Chen Yu collected eight hundred marks in the first round or got into the top fifteen, the Dark Feather King would give a Demon Dao Mystic Weapon that he had accidentally obtained to the Solitary Blood King.

The other Monarchs didn't make a sound from beginning to end.

It was fine as long as the two Monarchs didn't fight.

As for this bet, from what they could see, the chances of either side winning were slim.

In other words, the majority of the Monarchs didn't think there would be a winner in this bet.

The Solitary Blood King looked down and thought, "Little brat, work harder. Don't count on getting into the top fifteen. If you're lucky, you'll get eight hundred marks. After we return to the valley, I won't mistreat you."

"I might as well get Situ Linyu to give all the marks to you …"

The Solitary Blood King thought of all sorts of possibilities.

However, even the consciousness of a Monarch couldn't penetrate the Sacred Empty Realm Array and communicate with the living beings inside.

…

Inside the Proud Sky Center.

Chen Yu and Situ Linyu suddenly raised their heads and looked at a pillar of starlight not far away.

"What is that?"

Chen Yu was slightly surprised.

"It's probably a phenomenon triggered when the number of marks reaches a certain level."

Situ Linyu's eyes flashed as he answered.

"How many marks is that!?"

Chen Yu couldn't help but exclaim.

There was no doubt that the one who had triggered such a phenomenon was definitely a member of the top group of people.

Chen Yu looked down at the five-pointed star mark on the back of his hand. He had already accumulated five hundred and twelve marks. The five-pointed star was dazzling and surrounded by starlight.

There was a certain phenomenon, but it hadn't reached that level.

"Once the phenomenon reaches that level, it will be more difficult to take more marks."

Chen Yu speculated.

Perhaps this was to maintain the normal operation of the Prodigy Ranking Tournament and prevent the top experts from killing and plundering.

"Should we continue to take marks?"

Situ Linyu asked Chen Yu's opinion.

With the number of marks they had, they could at least be ranked in the top twenty.

There were only ten days left until the end of the first round.

Now, only an extremely small portion of people held imprints in their hands, perhaps not many.

Most of the marks were in the hands of the top experts.

"There's no need to pursue this too much. If there's a target, then let's do it."

Chen Yu thought for a while and felt that he didn't need to push too hard.

He didn't know that his master had already made a bet with a king of the Heavenly Jade Sect on the number of marks he and Luo Qiumei had.

If the Solitary Blood King heard Chen Yu's words, he would probably spit out blood on the spot and beat Chen Yu up.

"We will act at night and rest during the day."

Chen Yu expressed his opinion.

"Okay."

Situ Linyu also agreed with Chen Yu's opinion.

In the following days, the two cultivated in seclusion during the day, strengthening their bodies.

They would act at night and occasionally gain something, but it wasn't much.

Two days later.

Another beam of light shot into the sky.

Time flew by. There were two days until the end of the first round.

At this moment, within the Proud Sky Center, one could faintly see four pillars of light, dazzling and dazzling.

This was a kind of glory, but also a kind of status.

The weak could not avoid this light at all costs.

Experts who were confident in their own strength could take the initiative to approach and challenge that prodigy.

In a desolate basin.

Some disciples of the Black Demon Valley had gathered here.

"Senior brother Shen, how many marks have you collected?"

A male disciple widened his eyes, looking reverently at the Little Demon King Shen Ji.

Shen Ji floated upright in mid-air, his expression arrogant and his aura extraordinary. Starlight circled around his body, fluctuating in all directions, illuminating a radius of tens of feet.

"106!"

Shen Ji grinned, revealing two sharp canine teeth.

"106."

"Heavens, so many."

The disciples exclaimed in admiration. Shen Ji was indeed the leader of the Black Demon Valley. The number of marks he had should be the highest among all the disciples.

In the crowd, Tu Zhixiang's beautiful brows drooped. Seeing Shen Ji's glorious appearance, she was somewhat depressed.

"With the number of marks senior brother Shen has now, there is hope for him to reach 6555 and trigger the Light of Heaven's Chosen."

Shen Ji's follower, the black-robed man, suddenly said.

"That's right. At that time, senior brother Shen Ji will be the fifth Heaven's Chosen alongside the other four."

Another girl said with a smile.

These two were the true disciples who usually followed Shen Ji.

Hearing their words, the rest of the people admired Shen Ji even more.

In the Black Demon Valley, if someone could trigger the Light of Heaven's Chosen, they would all feel a sense of pride and glory.

"Therefore, I hope that everyone will hand over a portion of your marks to me so that I can attack the Light of Heaven's Chosen."

The Little Demon King's clear and bright voice sounded, bringing with it a strong and domineering aura that oppressed the crowd to the point that it was difficult to breathe.

Everyone's expression changed slightly, and they all fell silent.

According to the current situation, the first round would only end after two days, and the top 055 marks would be able to advance.

But no one knew how many marks were needed to successfully advance.

Or perhaps, there would be a corresponding reward for those with more marks?

Therefore, the majority of people were unwilling.

Seeing this scene, Shen Ji's face darkened. With a cold snort, a huge demonic aura erupted. "Hmph, forget about those with less than 75 marks. The rest, take out half of your marks."

The weaker ones simply could not resist the aura that Shen Ji exuded. Growing increasingly fearful, they handed over some marks.

With the first, there was a second, and the rest more or less took out seven or eight, or even 66 or 75 marks.

"Tu Zhixiang, where's your mark?"

Shen Ji glanced at Tu Zhixiang with a disdainful smirk.

"Why should I give it to you?"

Tu Zhixiang raised her snow-white neck and stared straight at Shen Ji.

"We're all from the same sect. Isn't it reasonable for us to help each other in times of emergency?"

Shen Ji glanced down at Tu Zhixiang with an evil grin and said in a cold tone, "If you're unwilling, I'll pretend that you're not a disciple of the Black Demon Valley... If that's the case, I won't stand on ceremony with you."

"You..."

Tu Zhixiang glared at him.

However, Shen Ji's strength was too strong, and he had an arrogant and domineering personality.

In the end, Tu Zhixiang gave in and handed over a portion of her marks.

Buzz!

A ray of starlight burst out from Shen Ji's body, but it was only five zhang tall, incomparable to the four pillars of light.

"Eight hundred and one!"

Shen Ji wore a huge grin. His eyes were filled with a strong sense of ambition.

"Tu Zhixiang, I've heard that your Junior Brother is doing quite well recently, and has acquired quite a number of marks."

Shen Ji glanced at Tu Zhixiang with a wild grin.

"If he's willing to help me, a thousand marks shouldn't be a problem."