Demon Sect Cultivation: I Can Disable Debuffs

Chapter 127: Sect Selection

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Dang dang dang dang dang dang…” The dense and compact sound of bells echoed through the Blood God Sect.

“This is the bell summoning all disciples. Could it be that something big has happened in the Blood God Sect again?”

Zhang Chen stopped cultivating and looked puzzled. He got up and walked outside.

When he arrived outside the cave, he looked up at the sky and saw numerous blood-colored lights flying towards the square like a meteor shower.

Whenever the sect summoned, as long as one was within the sect, one must go. Therefore, Zhang Chen also turned into a blood light and joined the group.

Arriving at the square, Zhang Chen glanced around and found Second Senior

Sister and the others. He walked forward and asked, “Senior Sister, Senior

Brothers, do you know why the sect has summoned us this time?”

Dong Fengzhen and the others shook their heads. “We don’t know either. It’s only been a few years since we fought against the Silver Moon Sect. I’m afraid this time, we will have to deal with their retaliatory attack.”

Zhang Chen nodded, feeling that this was indeed a possibility.

Just as everyone was guessing, various phenomena appeared, and seven

figures emitting a huge aura appeared in the sky.

All the disciples immediately bowed, “Greetings, Sect Master, Elders!”

The Blood God Sect Master looked solemn and said in a deep voice, “The orthodox faction is becoming more and more rampant, trespassing on our demonic land. In order to show the power of our demonic faction, our sect intends to invite nearby fellow practitioners to hold a demonic competition.

Yesterday, our sect received a reply that the White Bone Hall, Corpse Control Sect, and Dark Abyss Gate have agreed to participate in the competition, which is scheduled for half a year later. You all must practice diligently and not tarnish the reputation of our Blood God Sect.”

“We will never tarnish the reputation of our Sect!” Everyone shouted in unison.

The Blood God Sect Master nodded in satisfaction. “For this competition, our sect will offer several valuable treasures as rewards. Don’t miss this opportunity, everyone.”

Hearing the words ‘valuable treasures’, everyone became excited and wanted to try their luck.

Zhang Chen was also curious. With the Blood God Sect Master’s status, if he could say that it was a treasure, it must be a real treasure.

In the air, the Blood God Sect Master continued to say, “The competition is divided into three groups: early foundation building, mid foundation building, and late foundation building. The first place in each group can receive a reward. If you have confidence, you can challenge beyond your level.

“To avoid embarrassment from waste appearing on stage, there will be an internal competition within the sect to select elites before the demonic competition.”

The Blood God Sect Master waved his hand, and his magical power was released. The ground shook, and three arenas were formed.

“The arena on the left is used for the early-stage Foundation Establishment realm. The middle one is used for the mid-stage Foundation Establishment realm, and the right one is used for the late-stage Foundation Establishment realm.

“Each group will only take ten people. Those who are nominated at the early-stage Foundation Establishment realm will be rewarded with 50 bowls of blood essence.

“Those who are nominated for the mid-stage Foundation Establishment realm will be rewarded with a hundred bowls of blood essence.

“Those who enter the late-stage Foundation Establishment realm will be rewarded with 200 bowls of blood essence.’

Hearing such generous rewards, everyone was tempted.

Under the arrangement of the Blood God Sect Master, the competition quickly began.

The first to third levels of Foundation Establishment were the early stages of Foundation Establishment, and Zhang Chen was currently at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, entering the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

Some opponents were at the fifth or sixth level of Foundation Establishment, putting him at a disadvantage in terms of realm.

However, the reason for dividing the competition into early, mid, and late stages was that the strength difference between each stage was not significant. The key to victory was in the mastery of techniques, spells, and artifacts.

In this regard, Zhang Chen had a significant advantage.

Even without using the Blood God Son, he could compete with those at the late Foundation Establishment stage with just his spells.

He needed to consider how much of his strength to display, enough to demonstrate his worth and intimidate his fellow disciples, but not enough to cause suspicion from the elders and sect master.

Overall, as long as he did not use fatal spells, there would be no significant problems.

Many spells had side effects on the mental level or required accumulation over time, and hidden dangers that might not be apparent even after use.

The battle in the arena was very intense, but Zhang Chen was not interested.

Only a battle with someone at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment realm could pique his interest.

Zhang Chen suddenly exclaimed in surprise because he saw a familiar face on the left arena, Li Mumin.

At this time, Li Mumin had a cultivation of the third level of Foundation Establishment, but his aura was unstable, indicating that he had just recently broken through.

He was using the Blood Boiling Scripture, and the blood he released carried a hint of heat.

Perhaps to show off and quickly end the battle, Li Mumin used all his strength and didn’t hold back on any of his attacks.

The disciple he was fighting against was only at the second level of the Foundation Establishment realm. continuously dodged and defended, intending to consume Li Mumin’s magical power.

In the end, Li Mumin won the fight with an advantage of one level in cultivation, with a look of pride on his face.

Zhang Chen shook his head and retracted his gaze, looking towards the late-stage Foundation Establishment realm arena.

In his opinion, Li Mumin had good luck, potential, and mentality, especially luck.

If he was unlucky, he would not have met him and obtained enough blood essence to reach the Foundation Establishment realm and stand out.

Nor would he have encountered him in the territory of the Silver Moon Sect and been saved by him.

However, in the Blood God Sect, he was destined to be a pawn of the elders.

There were only about a hundred direct disciples of the Blood God Sect and they were divided into three arenas. Soon, it was Zhang Chen’s turn.

In the previous direct disciple competition, Zhang Chen had displayed the strength of a fifth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator with a third-level Foundation Establishment cultivation, and had some reputation. Therefore, Zhang Chen attracted a lot of attention when he went on stage.

Zhang Chen’s opponent was also at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment.

In the crowd, Second Senior Sister Dong Fengzhen said confidently, “When Seventh Junior Brother was at the third level of the Foundation Establishment realm, he defeated an opponent at the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment realm. Now that Seventh Junior Brother’s cultivation level has increased by one level, there should be no suspense in this competition.”

The others nodded in agreement. “I think Seventh Junior Brother should be able to get into the top ten in the middle-stage Foundation Establishment realm and participate in the Demon Dao Grand Competition.”

On the arena, Zhang Chen released a White Bone True Body, two Frost Bone Slaves, 10 Blood God Sons at the ninth level of Qi Refinement, and a Foundation Establishment beast, filling the arena.

Except for the two Frost Bone Slaves, which he had used in the previous direct disciple battle, he had no hidden means.

Seeing Zhang Chen’s imposing manner, his opponent already knew he had lost, especially since the two Frost Bone Slaves were extremely effective against blood.

“This is the White Bone True Body of the White Bone Hall, and those two bone slaves emitting cold air should have been refined from the bodies of disciples of the Silver Moon Sect.’

The Blood God Sect Master watching from above was a little surprised and turned to Elder Blood River. “Elder Blood River, I remember this is your disciple, right?”

“This is my seventh disciple, Zhang Chen,” Blood River replied respectfully.

“This Zhang Chen is good, he has broken through to the fourth layer of Foundation Establishment in just over 10 years, not only killing the direct disciples of the White Bone Hall and the Silver Moon Sect, but also refining them into bone slaves, which has brought face to our Blood God Sect.” The Blood God Sect Master looked at Zhang Chen with great interest.

Elder Blood Flame, who should have been Zhang Chen’s master, said sourly, “No wonder Elder Blood River was willing to exchange three spots for him. He has a good eye for talent!”

Elder Blood River smiled smugly and did not say anything.

“But…” the Blood God Sect Master suddenly changed the subject, “During the Demon Dao Grand Competition, the White Bone Hall will also be present, and it won’t be easy to use the White Bone True Body and the bone slaves.”

Blood River Elder immediately understood and replied respectfully, “I understand, after this battle, I will inform Zhang Chen not to use the White Bone True Body and the bone slaves.”

“Yes.” The Blood God Sect Master nodded in satisfaction and did not say anything else…

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