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Currently, the Loose Cultivator faction is gaining momentum, and other forces are also stirring the pot. Even Qingyang Academy is taking a step back, unable to confront them head-on. With just a few of them, what can be done to turn the tide?
However, everyone is looking at Lufan, believing that this man must have a solution because he always manages to accomplish incredible feats in seemingly impossible situations.
In the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, everyone has already witnessed his methods, and even now, they still feel a sense of shock when recalling those events.
Unknowingly, a blind trust in Lufan has formed in everyone's hearts; whenever something happens, he is always the first person they think of.
Lufan lightly tapped his fingers on the table, quietly pondering how to break through this situation.
The others did not disturb him and waited silently for him to think.
After a while, Lufan suddenly asked, "In the past, how was the competition for the Shenglong Talisman conducted? There must be some established rules; it can't just be a free-for-all where countless people would die."
A few exchanged glances and decided that Duanmu Xue should answer this question.
"Actually, it started out that way. For a time, chaos reigned across the land, and countless Loose Cultivators were killed or injured.
At the beginning, it was almost always the strongest Martial Cultivators who obtained the Shenglong Talisman. While respecting the strong is fine, this made other Loose Cultivators feel extremely unfair because it left Low-Level Martial Practitioners' situations unchanged.
Eventually, the Martial Arts Hall made changes and decided to categorize the one hundred Shenglong Talismans into three levels: from lowest to highest, they are Fish-Dragon Talisman, Python Dragon Talisman, and Jiao Long Fu. There are seventy Fish-Dragon Talismans, twenty Python Dragon Talismans, and only ten Jiao Long Fus.
Then it was stipulated that High-Level Martial Artists could only compete for Jiao Long Fus, Intermediate Martial Artists could only compete for Python Dragon Talismans, but there were no restrictions for Low-Level Martial Practitioners; as long as their skills were sufficient, they could compete for any type of Shenglong Talisman.
As for the rules of competition, the official rule states that killing is not allowed. However, you know that in battles among Martial Cultivators, life and death are often at stake, so this rule is somewhat flexible.
Over the years, Loose Cultivators have also established their own unwritten rules. For example, if someone holds a Shenglong Talisman and faces a challenge from another person, they must either fight or surrender the Shenglong Talisman. If they flee, it signifies that both parties can resort to any means necessary.
Additionally, those who possess a Shenglong Talisman have a privilege: they can set the rules for challenges—whether it's a one-on-one duel or a group battle, whether unarmed or armed—it's all up to them.
"Of course, these are just the surface rules. In reality, for the sake of profit, there are countless underhanded methods that are hard to guard against. Each Dragon Ascension Talisman can be said to be stained with blood!"
As he spoke, Duanmu Xue's expression seemed somewhat disgusted, clearly aware of the tricks behind the Dragon Ascension Talisman.
Lufan, however, was unconcerned. Since those Martial Cultivators chose to participate in the competition, they had to be prepared for death. No matter what happened, it was their own fault; they couldn't blame others.
He had noticed a key point from the earlier information: the holder of the Dragon Ascension Talisman could specify the battle rules, which could be utilized.
"Fatty, take out that Dragon Ascension Talisman and see what level it belongs to," Lufan said.
Upon hearing this, Fatty stood up and opened a drawer on a cabinet behind him. He took out an octagonal golden talisman, slightly larger than a one-yuan coin, and placed it on the table.
Everyone broke into a sweat and felt speechless. Such an important item was casually placed in such an easy-to-find spot, and he dared to say it was well hidden!
Fortunately, that group of people hadn't searched the house earlier; otherwise, they would have found it without a doubt.
However, everyone's attention quickly focused on the Dragon Ascension Talisman.
The talisman was octagonal in shape, engraved with exquisite patterns, prominently featuring an image of a koi fish leaping over the dragon gate!
"Not bad; this is indeed the Fish Dragon Talisman!" Duanmu Xue confirmed.
"Let's go." Lufan suddenly picked up the Dragon Ascension Talisman, spinning it on his finger as he walked outside.
"Where are you going?" Everyone was taken aback; wasn't it dangerous outside right now?
"Where else? There are so many people gathered outside; we have to give them an explanation. Otherwise, soon the academy will come looking for us."
Was he going to submit and hand over the Dragon Ascension Talisman? Well, at this point, there was no other way. The few of them helplessly followed behind.
"By the way," Lufan suddenly paused, turning his back to them and saying, "What if someone from your family also tries to seize the Rising Dragon Talisman? What are you planning to do?"
Duanmu Xue exchanged glances with a few others, hesitated for a moment, then resolutely said, "We can't control family matters, but we absolutely won't take action."
"That's good," Lufan replied, his voice carrying an inexplicable tone as he continued to walk outside.
What does that mean? The group behind him felt puzzled. It seemed that Lufan wasn't planning to hand over the Rising Dragon Talisman, but was there any other way out?
With a belly full of questions, they arrived at the entrance of the academy.
From a distance, they could see a large crowd gathered at the entrance, consisting of students and teachers from the academy, as well as other ordinary people like the kitchen staff. Even some alchemists were present.
Lufan even spotted some familiar figures—fellow janitors from the academy like himself.
These people were oblivious to Lufan and his companions approaching because all their attention was focused outside the main gate.
The reason was that in the spacious area in front of the academy's entrance, many Martial Cultivators were gathered. They varied in appearance and age, but all shared solemn expressions, silently waiting for something.
Moreover, from Lufan's perspective, the figures outside stretched endlessly into the street behind them; it seemed there was no end in sight. Even on some rooftops, many people stood watching.
Looking at the scene, it was evident that a significant portion of Loose Cultivators had come; while saying there were over ten thousand might be an exaggeration, seven or eight thousand was certainly plausible.
At that moment, someone hurriedly approached with their head down. Lufan recognized it was Xing Lao and called out to him.
Xing Lao's body jolted in surprise as he looked up joyfully. Seeing it was indeed Lufan—who had disappeared for several months—brought him immense relief. How could he not be happy now that Lufan had returned?
But soon after, his expression darkened as he scolded, "So you've finally decided to come back? I thought you had died outside the city! Don't you realize that place in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains is not somewhere you can just wander into? It's a miracle you made it back alive this time. From now on, stay put in the academy and don't go out again!"
After reprimanding Lufan, he looked back and asked, "Where's Little Fatty? You two are troublemakers; one goes missing for several months while the other dares to mess with something as dangerous as the Rising Dragon Talisman. Do you really think that's something you can handle? You're really asking for trouble!"
Hearing Xing Lao's questioning, Fatty shrank back a little; he had always been somewhat afraid of Xing Lao.
Lufan forced a smile and said to Xing Lao, "Don't blame Fatty. He didn't know the importance of this item. The Rising Dragon Talisman is in my hands, and I will give them an explanation right now."
Only then did Xing Lao notice the small golden talisman in Lufan's hand and exclaimed, "You really have this thing!"
At that moment, the Martial Cultivators outside the door also noticed the commotion and focused on the Rising Dragon Talisman in Lufan's hand, causing an immediate stir.
"Look! The Rising Dragon Talisman!"
"It really is the Rising Dragon Talisman; the rumors are true!"
"Did anyone see what level of Rising Dragon Talisman it is?"
"Kid! Hand over the Rising Dragon Talisman immediately, or you'll end up in pieces!"
"Hand over the Rising Dragon Talisman! We will spare your life!"
Suddenly, all the Martial Cultivators became excited, shouting and threatening, with some unable to resist rushing in. The people in the academy also turned to look.
Seeing the crowd getting restless, Xing Lao's expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "Quickly, throw this troublemaker out!"
"Alright, I'm going now," Lufan replied as he walked toward the main door.
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