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At noon on that day, accompanied by the persistent drizzle, over one thousand seven hundred cultivators gathered once again at Cosmic Plaza. They observed the rules of the tournament before heading to the teleportation point for Universe Hall, ready to participate in the two stages of the Sky East Tournament.
What was my Jade Token writing? It indicated that I was one of the Guardians of the Golden Core Realm.
Jiang Anbo asked proudly whether those chosen as Guardians were all stronger cultivators within a single realm. Surely, there wouldn't be Guardians from different realms, as the unwritten rules roughly divided participants into three tiers based on the Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Transcendence realms. After all, all participants were limited to being over a hundred years old. A hundred years was but a snap of the fingers in the World of Mortals; for cultivators, it was merely a small fraction of time spent in closed-door cultivation. It wasn't long enough to be considered long, nor short enough to be deemed short. Each person had only one chance to participate; if they missed it, they missed it—there was no remedy for that.
In these three tiers, there would be at least eighty Guardians. Among them, those at the Golden Core Stage would be the most numerous, likely around ten. The Transcendence tier would have at least one participant. I hoped that unique individual could bring me some pride. Yan Dong and Gu Ping shook their heads, chuckling softly.
I couldn't possibly be jealous, could I? Surely not. I just hoped not to encounter him.
I don't deny it. I prayed not to meet him; each Guardian needed to stop ten opponents to earn all points. If I encountered him, I feared I would inevitably suffer losses.
Gu Ping showed no mercy towards Jiang Anbo in front of Chu Yunxiang. Meanwhile, Chu Yunxiang said nothing and simply followed Jiang Anbo. Hong Yulong and Hong Ling had temporarily stayed in Tiandong City at Gu Ping's urging and weren't in a hurry to return to the Hong Clan.
Rest assured; he was also one of the Guardians at the Golden Core Stage and currently showed no signs of breakthrough.
I hoped he would show mercy when encountering Chu Yunxiang.
He wouldn't.
Though Jiang Anbo's voice was low, how could it escape the ears of a Golden Core Cultivator? Chu Yunxiang interrupted Jiang Anbo's words, once again proving how worthless Jiang Anbo's identity as a Guardian truly was.
After that stage concluded, the competition for first place in this Sky East Tournament's third tier had essentially been decided by Dong Lai. Cultivators participating in this tier would not appear in rankings for the third tier. Looking at it from another angle, a top-grade magical sword was quite tempting; if it were among them, akin to a miraculous elixir or spirit stone, should I consider Yi Dong?
Although they constantly teased Jiang Anbo, Gu Ping knew that with Jiang Anbo's strength, even in a situation where he couldn't exert his full power, he would still be a strong contender in the third round. If he were to go all out, aside from himself and Hong Yulong, who hadn't broken through yet, no one outside of the Golden Core Realm would be able to match Jiang Anbo's prowess. Therefore, for Jiang Anbo, claiming the top spot in the third round was quite significant.
No, he had to participate in the competition for the third round with me. Otherwise, if I went ahead and took part in the first round alone, what would happen to that opportunity?
Jiang Anbo was very clear about his purpose; the Starlight Pen was something crucial that he could not afford to lose. Everything else was meaningless to him. Although Qunqin Ping had expressed interest in joining the Light Path Classic, Yan Dong was still a formidable opponent in the Light Path Classic. If it came down to challenging the first round, Jiang Anbo feared that without Gu Ping by his side, he wouldn't be able to remind Gu Ping of their goals. He knew that his words held little sway over Gu Ping, but Jiang Anbo felt it was necessary to stay close and remind Gu Ping of their objectives.
"Follow me; after all, if he wants to take on the first realm later on, it wouldn't hurt to pick up some scraps along the way and perhaps even secure a top position."
But what about their things?
"I don't deny it," he said confidently. "Wen Shixiong and Ye Xiezi are quite capable; what is there to fear?"
"Am I really going to court danger? I must be careful not to lose more than I gain."
"Don't worry; it's just a broken pen. It won't cost me anything."
"Follow me."
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