Cultivation Online novel Chapter 1851

"What? There’s a stock limit to the items in the point store?" Yuan was genuinely surprised to learn about this information.

"All of the Spirit-grade swords have been sold out for some time now. Luckily, we all managed to purchase one," Lan Yingying added.

"I purchased a Spirit-grade spear, and they are still in stock due to low demand," Xi Meili added.

Swords were the most popular and widely used weapon, so it wasn’t shocking for them to run out of stock so quickly.

"What about treasures?" Yuan then asked.

"Well, the Golden Spirit Pill is sold out. The Enriched Roots of Vigor and Soul Refining Elixir are still available. As for the rest… nobody even bothered asking about them since they’re way out of our league."

"I see… I should buy as many as I can before they run out of stock then…" Yuan mumbled to himself.

Even though the treasures would only work once for each individual, he wanted to secure the most powerful treasures for his own people.

The Sect Leader continued speaking, "Once the tournament begins, the fighters’ numbers will be called. Those who have been called will be given 10 seconds to enter the stage. Failure to enter the stage on time will result in an automatic loss."

When the participants signed up for the tournament, they were each given a number.

Sometime later, the Sect Leader flew off the stage and to his personal seat, which was atop the entire arena, giving him a full view of everything and the presence of a god.

Soon, a sect elder acting as the judge entered the stage and announced the beginning of the tournament.

There were over eight thousand participants in the tournament, and since there would only be two fighters at a time, the tournament was guaranteed to take a long time. Moreover, the numbers called seemed to be random, so none of the participants dared to leave the arena, fearing they might miss their turn.

"Numbers 99 and 1,209," the sect elder called.

Not even a second later, two disciples jumped from the spectators’ area and onto the stage.

Once the fighters retrieved their weapons, the sect elder officially started the match.

For the first several fights, everyone at the arena was watching with excitement, including the participants, but as time passed and more fights happened, the noises calmed down, and the participants began cultivating. Soon, there would only be loud cheers every so often when something amazing happened, or it was a popular disciple’s turn to fight.

As much as the participants wanted to shut down their senses and cultivate in complete silence, they didn’t dare to, as it would also block them from hearing their number being called out.

The people doing the trial also realized that they would not only have to fight real disciples from the Immortal Monastery but there was also a chance they would encounter a Spirit Warrior as their opponent.

Eventually, someone from Yuan’s group was called.

"Number 3,333 and 4,099."

"That’s me. I’ll see you guys later," Xi Meili suddenly stood up and said.

"Good luck," Yuan and the others said to her.