Heavenly Dao Engine-Chapter 50 - 00 Outsiders Snatching Meat

Chapter 50: Chapter 0050: Outsiders Snatching Meat

Chapter 50 -0050: Outsiders Snatching Meat

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Qi Tian was feeling odd, hearing these inner sect disciples chatting about him. He decided to close his eyes, lean against the wall, and pretend to nap. He didn’t sleep much last night. Seeing the opportunity to catch up on some sleep now, he took it. For a low-level cultivator like him, sleep remained indispensable.

After some time, Qi Tian felt someone approaching him. He quickly opened his eyes and understandably, found Liang Xiaolong standing in front of him. Qi Tian hurriedly greeted, “Brother Liang.”

Liang Xiaolong nodded, and asked, “Did you not rest well last night?”

“I practiced until around three or four in the morning before getting any rest,” Qi Tian explained casually.

After hearing this, Liang Xiaolong nodded in satisfaction. Being one of the administrators in Huangque Hall, in earth terms, Huangque Hall is like an administration office for outer sect disciples in National Master Manor, and he was like a director of the qualifying battles for the County Master Selection underneath this administration office. Just yesterday, Qi Tian created quite a buzz in Huangque Hall beating Zhou Kunlin and Liu Haoshuai, and even held his own against Princess Zhao Qian. As an administrator, he was bound to hear about it.

If I were in Qi Tian’s shoes, achieving such impressive results at that age, I’d definitely be on cloud nine. I’d find a few good friends to celebrate, drink, and sing. Liang wouldn’t have imagined that Qi Tian would be so disciplined and immediately go for closed-door cultivation. Such dedication among the outer sect disciples was rare.

Liang Xiaolong gave Qi Tian’s shoulder a pat and asked, “Do you need me to give you some extra time to rest?”

Qi Tian shook his head, “No need. I took a nap just now, and I’m feeling much better.”

“Since that’s the case, follow me.”

Liang Xiaolong turned and walked towards Room A. Qi Tian hastily followed him.

Upon arrival at Room A, Liang Xiaolong let Qi Tian and the other inner sect disciples who were waiting outside into the room. He ordered the door to be shut, then said, “You six, have been carefully chosen out of everyone from Imperial Master Mansion who have signed up for the county master selection. Let me introduce yourselves. Cheng Qing, sixteen years old, Fifth Level Qi Cultivation; Wang Yajie, seventeen, Fifth Level Qi Cultivation; Wang He, seventeen, Qi Cultivating Stage 4; Wang Yao, eighteen, Qi Cultivating Stage 4; Guo Jianwei, nineteen, Qi Cultivating Stage 4. You all are inner sect disciples, and there’s one outer sect disciple, Qi Tian, twelve years old, Qi Training Second Level.”

The inner sect disciples didn’t react much to being introduced to Cheng Qing and the others as they are relatively familiar with each other being from Sky Eagle Hall. But when Liang Xiaolong introduced Qi Tian, they all went into an uproar.

“He’s the audacious Qi Tian? Why is he here? Wasn’t he only at Qi Cultivation First Level? How did he reach Qi Training Second Level?”

“Brother Liang, is there a mistake? We comprehend the reason for calling us here, but why involve Qi Tian with us in carrying out the mission? Is this because you’re looking down on us or overestimating Qi Tian?”

“Shut up, all of you.” Liang Xiaolong’s face cooled down right away and he said brusquely, “My decision is not for you to question. If any of you are dissatisfied with my decision, you can leave now. I’m not stopping you.”

Cheng Qing’s group exchanged looks, but nobody said anything. Although Liang Xiaolong was an administrator from Huangque Hall and did not really have authority over them, his cultivation was at Qi Cultivation 7th Level, far surpassing theirs. Furthermore, Liang Xiaolong also held the name of an inner sect disciple in Sky Eagle Hall. If he decided to make things difficult for them, it would be easy.

However, their silence came out of fear for Liang Xiaolong; it didn’t change their opinion. Their faces were filled with defiance, showing how discontented they were with Liang Xiaolong’s decision.

Liang Xiaolong said, “You may think Qi Tian is young, but he is capable. He has just reached Qi Training Second Level, but he has already opened five meridians. Moreover, yesterday when he was sparring with Princess Zhao Qian, he almost made her drop her Sunset Snow Python Spear with a single punch. Ask yourselves, who among you could outperform Qi Tian?”

Cheng Qing and the other inner sect disciples stared at Qi Tian bewilderedly. They knew of Zhao Qian’s reputation, yet the idea that Qi Tian could nearly make her lose grip on her Sunset Snow Python Spear was striking. Their once-resentful gazes began to change subtly towards Qi Tian. However, wholeheartedly accepting him was still a long way off.

Liang Xiaolong made no attempt to force Cheng Qing and the others to get along with Qi Tian. There was no need, nor did he have the energy. He said, “Let me show you something first. Remember what you can. It might come in handy later.”

Liang Xiaolong walked up to a wall, tore off a piece of cloth hanging on it to reveal an easel filled with sketches. Each of the 18 pages contained a portrait of an individual along with a brief profile, some detailed, others not so much.

“As I’ve told you, this County Master selection battle has drawn the attention of many. There’s fierce competition within the Imperial Master Mansion, and many unrelated forces are eyeing the prize. These outsiders are trying to get a piece of it, seeing our Mansion in a weak position. They’re not good people, they all deserve death. These eighteen people are sent from eighteen different forces to compete for the County Master position. They are formidable and mean no good. Your task is to defeat them, squash their ambitions, and cut off their grasping claws,” Liang Xiaolong explained emotionlessly.

Cheng Qing, Qi Tian, and the others all nodded in agreement.

Liang Xiaolong then said, “In the fight against them, you might get injured, or possibly even lose your lives. If you feel you can’t handle the pressure, it’s fine. You can choose to leave, and I won’t hold it against you. What I need are courageous disciples who dare to fight for the Imperial Master Mansion’s interest, to literally battle for it. If you’re unwilling to devote yourself to the Mansion, then leave. I’ll quickly find replacements. So I’ll ask you one last time, will you stay, or will you go?”

None, including Qi Tian, had left. Qi Tian was the youngest and the least advanced in terms of cultivation among them all, but he understood one thing: there’s no gain without a risk.

To acquire abundant cultivation resources and suffice his practice, he couldn’t run from danger. When necessary, he must charge forward without hesitation and pave his own future.

Seeing no one leave, Liang Xiaolong let the disciples be, have them focus on the portraits and commit as much as possible to memory. So they’ll be somewhat prepared when they face them.

Half an hour later, Liang Xiaolong clapped his hands, saying, “It’s almost time. We should go. Remember, the information about these people was collected by our Mansion’s disciples. No one can guarantee if it’s 100% accurate. Use it as a reference and don’t take it completely seriously. You got it?”

Cheng Qing, Qi Tian, and the others all nodded.

Liang Xiaolong led Qi Tian and the others away from the Huangque Hall, heading straight towards the Martial Arts Arena.

The door leading to the arena’s interior was already open, with quite a few spectators inside. Han Chengnuo, the Starling Hall Master, was having a conversation with Princess Zhao Qian. Several others, neat or oddly dressed, stood by their sides, resembling those attending a costume party for Halloween. Quite a sight.

Liang Xiaolong led Qi Tian and the others over and paid their respects, “Hail, Master Hall, hail, Princess.”

Han Chengnuo acknowledged their salutes. He seemed alright conversing with Zhao Qian but grew impatient when dealing with Liang Xiaolong and the others. He was irked for his closed-door cultivation critical to achieving the Foundation Establishment Stage had been interrupted continuously due to the impending County Master selection battle. But it was his duty as the Huangque Hall Master, and he could only vent his anger on the underlings like Liang Xiaolong.

“Liang Xiaolong, you have quite some nerve making the Princess wait so long,” Han Chengnuo said, his voice deadly cold.

Liang Xiaolong didn’t dare say a word in his defense in front of Han Chengnuo. He knew Han Chengnuo’s temper too well. Despite both being in the late-stage Qi Cultivation, they had entirely different statuses. Even if Han Chengnuo severely injured him, the higher-ups wouldn’t blame Han Chengnuo much. He respectful apologized, “My apologies, Princess. I was too occupied instructing my disciples that I lost track of time. It’s totally my fault. Please do punish me, Princess, and Master.”

Zhao Qian dismissed the case with a wave of her hand, “Nevermind. Master Han, it’s getting late. Shall we start now? After watching today’s fight, I have to return to the King Zhangbei Manor and report my observations of the Imperial Master Mansion these past few days to my father.”

Years ago, Zhao Qian’s father, Zhao Guoqiang, who is now King Zhangbei, resided next to Han Chengnuo while cultivating at the Imperial Master Mansion. They’ve been neighbors for two years and shared good relations. Thus, every time Zhao Qian met Han Chengnuo, she respectfully called him “Uncle Han”.

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Although he enjoyed the honorific, Han Chengnuo knew he didn’t earn it with his cultivating level or rank, and Zhao Qian would not genuinely call him “uncle”. She was doing it to save face for him or rather the Imperial Master Mansion.