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Chapter 760: Chapter 760: The Clan Competition Begins [30th Update] Chapter 760: Chapter 760: The Clan Competition Begins [30th Update] Li Pengcheng clenched his fists subconsciously. Aside from a few days, he had almost forgotten about Li Yan, yet this guy had suddenly appeared like a ghost. What surprised him the most was that Li Yan’s arms had actually been reattached.

The Li Yan with his limbs reattached seemed even more dangerous; his gaze was as cold and bloodthirsty as that of a viper, making Li Pengcheng’s muscles tense up in an instant.

“Don’t be nervous; I won’t lay a finger on you,” Li Yan said with a contemptuous smile, seemingly noticing Li Pengcheng’s tension. “Tell Li Xiaoyao, tomorrow at the clan competition, I will personally kill him.”

“What are you doing, Li Yan?” Li Qinglong approached rapidly from one side, frowning and questioning him, while he also noticed the huge change in Li Yan.

In a mere six days, Li Yan’s cultivation level seemed to have advanced, and what shocked Li Qinglong the most was the sense of oppression he felt coming from Li Yan.

“How is this possible?” Li Qinglong wondered, astonished. Li Yan was just at the peak of the Golden Core Realm; even with a breakthrough, at most, he would reach the Spirit Condensation Realm, but Li Qinglong was at the second stage of the Spirit Condensation Realm. Why would he feel a sense of danger facing him?

Li Yan grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, his eyes eerily sweeping over Li Qinglong. He said casually, “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you today. Tomorrow at the clan competition, I will completely crush you all.” After a pause, Li Yan raised his hand and pointed at them through the air. “You, and you, none of you will escape.”

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Having said that, Li Yan turned and left, leaving the two of them full of doubts.

Li Pengcheng felt it was necessary to inform Li Xiaoyao, although he didn’t know exactly what had happened to Li Yan. The haunting aura emanating from him was definitely much stronger than it had been six days ago.

After leaving the secret realm, Li Pengcheng quickly arrived at Li Xiaoyao’s residence. Seeing him come out of the house, Li Pengcheng immediately approached him, “Li Yan’s arms have been reattached.”

Li Xiaoyao opened his eyes, and the sunlight fell gently on his face, his smile carrying a touch of laziness as if he didn’t care about worldly affairs.

“If they’ve been reattached, then so be it,” Li Xiaoyao got up from the ground and said, “A defeated foe is still a defeated foe, even if you give him two more arms.”

“His cultivation level… seems to have grown stronger,” Li Pengcheng didn’t know how else to describe the eerie aura Li Yan gave off.

“Did he have a breakthrough?” Li Xiaoyao was somewhat surprised; it seemed he had actually benefited from misfortune.

But even if he had made a breakthrough, it didn’t matter much.

Let alone him, even the top talents of the Li Family like Li Longxiang and Li Qinglong were far behind compared to him.

“Get some rest, don’t overthink it. Trash like Li Yan is destined not to amount to much,” Li Xiaoyao patted his shoulder and walked into the room.

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Twenty-two members of the Li Family Clan, with a bloodline of Seventh Grade and above, included Li Xiaoyao and Li Pengcheng.

This generation was undoubtedly the most outstanding.

The clan competition was held at the Li Family’s martial arts arena, and opponents were determined by a drawing of lots.

The competition was to last two days, with the top three qualifying to enter the forbidden land to obtain inheritance.

This so-called inheritance depended on one’s great destiny; what one might obtain there was entirely up to personal fortune.

Today, the Li Family was busy; they had been gathering at the martial arts arena since dawn, and within half an hour, the arena was fully seated.

The Clan Leader of the Li Family, the seven Ancestral Elders, the twelve Elders, and thirty-six protectors all took their seats.

The twenty-two clan members participating in the competition were also sitting in the front row of the arena.

“That man in white is Li Longxiang, the number one on the list of the strong!”

“And the woman in green next to him is Li Fenghua, second on the list of the strong.”

Li Xiaoyao’s gaze lifted slightly as he looked over, realizing they were Li Qinglong and Li Fenghua.

A week before, in the Secret Realm, Li Yan had been seriously injured, and both were present at the time; however, Li Xiaoyao had not spoken with them.

A resentful glare shot over from not far away; Li Xiaoyao sensed it, turned his head, and saw Li Yan clad in a blood-red robe, staring at him with rancor.

When Li Yan saw him look over, his expression darkened further, his lips moved subtly, and Li Xiaoyao recognized at a glance that he was mouthing: “I will kill you!”

Li Xiaoyao sneered and paid no attention.

It would be best not to encounter him during the drawing of lots; otherwise, Li Xiaoyao truly feared he wouldn’t be able to suppress his murderous impulse and might chop him down with a single stroke.

At nine o’clock sharp.

On the Ancestral Elder’s platform sat a middle-aged man around forty, dressed in a pale moon-white robe, with a dignified face and eyes brimming with authority.

This man was the Clan Leader of the Ancient Li Family, Li Zhan!

“Today is the grand day of the Li Family Clan’s competition. There’s only one rule for the tournament, which I will reiterate here!” Li Zhan slowly stood up, his gaze authoritative and voice as low and resonant as a bell, echoing in everyone’s ears.

“Once a party admits defeat, the other must not continue to attack, or they will be punished according to the clan’s law!”

That was the simple rule, which meant, apart from that, there were no other rules in the entire clan contest.

Having stated the rule, Li Zhan took out a bucket of bamboo sticks and announced, “Draw lots!”

Twenty-two participants came forward in turn to draw their sticks.

When Li Yan drew his stick, his gaze remained on Li Xiaoyao, and he said with a threatening tone, “You better pray you don’t encounter me; otherwise, I’ll make you regret ever coming into this world.”

Li Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows mockingly, smiled lightly, and responded, “Really? Because that is exactly what I was about to say. You better not encounter me, or I’ll break both your arms and legs. Believe me, if I can disable you once, I can do it again.”

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Li Yan’s sore spot was prodded, fury boiling within him as he clenched his molars tightly, wishing he could swallow Li Xiaoyao whole.

The bamboo sticks were of two colors, red and white, each marked with eleven numbers; clan members who drew matching numbers were placed into the same group.

There was absolutely no way to cheat in drawing lots—that’s what ordinary people believed.

To Li Xiaoyao, if he wanted to be in the same group as Li Yan, it was very simple.

His consciousness enveloping the bamboo tube, Li Xiaoyao could see clearly that the white stick Li Yan had drawn bore a large number three.

Without hesitation, Li Xiaoyao reached out casually and accurately drew the red number three stick.

“Number three,” Li Yan looked down at his stick for a moment, then narrowed his eyes at Li Xiaoyao’s, as if trying to see through it.

Li Xiaoyao did not hide it, shaking the stick in his hand and said, “Number three.”

Li Yan first froze, then burst with joy: “Even the heavens want to help me!”

Li Xiaoyao really was at a loss for words. Was this Li Yan’s mind damaged? Or was the lesson from that day not enough, not making him fully realize his own strength?

“Those who drew number one, come to the stage and begin the clan contest!” Li Zhan stated indifferently, choosing to ignore the low conversation between Li Yan and Li Xiaoyao.