Cultivation Online novel Chapter 1850

"Sixth level, huh? That’s not bad, considering there are only nine levels to the technique," Yuan muttered after hearing Ji Ran’s response.

"Not bad?" Ji Ran raised his eyebrows and said, "Young Master, although there are nine levels, only the founder has ever managed to reach that level. The highest level achieved by someone other than the founder is only the seventh level, which was achieved by the Sect Leader before I took his position."

"What about you, Young Master? What level did you achieve in your past life?"

Yuan shrugged and calmly replied, "I have no clue. I only have memories of learning up to the third level. I don’t have all of my memories of that incarnation."

"The third level, huh? Only the top Inner Court disciple would reach that level when I was still the Sect Leader," Ji Ran mumbled. "That is also the requirement to qualify as a Core Disciple."

"Anyway, I’m going to get some sleep. It’s been a while. I’ll see you all tomorrow at the tournament," Yuan said to them before returning home and instantly falling asleep the moment he lay on the bed.

The following day, Yuan and the other participants made their way to the only arena available in the Outer Court.

However, when they arrived, they noticed that the real disciples were also there. This made them wonder if these disciples were just there to spectate or to participate in the tournament as well.

"Do you think they’ll be participating as well?"

"I hope not. Because if they are, we’re all screwed."

"Right? There’s no way we could compete with them with our trash bodies and talents."

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The participants mumbled amongst themselves as they entered the arena and sat down in the empty seats.

Although the arena was massive, with tens of thousands of seats available, it quickly filled up with disciples. There was also a small but luxurious section for sect elders and disciples from the Inner Court.

Once the seats were filled, a tall and handsome figure descended from the sky, landing directly on the stage in the center of the arena.

When the sect elders and the real disciples saw this figure, they immediately stood up and lowered their heads before greeting in unison, "We greet the Sect Leader!"

Ji Ran was also standing, but it was not because he recognized the handsome man’s face. Instead, he recognized the handsome man’s robes, something he also wore before.

Realizing that they were before the sect leader of the Immortal Monastery, the participants also hastily stood up and silently bowed. At the same time, they wondered if this sect leader was the founder—the same individual who spoke to them before the Immortal Monastery’s opening.