Xuanhuan: Daily Intel, I Snatch All Kinds of Fortuitous Encounters

Lucky Golden Dragon!On the last night before their departure, Xu Ying entered Chi Qingning’s Saintess Peak.

That night, dark clouds shrouded the full moon, and moonlight cast upon the branches.

Within Saintess Peak, sounds that would make one blush emerged, but fortunately, Xu Ying had set up a sound-insulating formation across the entire peak.

Even Big Shots could not peek inside through the formation.

When a new day arrived, it was the day Xu Ying was to depart for the Central Region.

The entire Holy Land had been prepared. Early in the morning, from the Outer Sect, one could see Outer Sect Disciples standing in a dense mass.

In the Inner Sect, closer to the Saint and Saintess Peak, these Disciples had already spontaneously gathered around.

“Don’t push, don’t push!”

“Look! Our Beidou Holy Land’s Star Shuttle has appeared!!”

“Ah! Saint and Saintess have come out!”

As shouts came one after another from below the Star Shuttle, Xu Ying, standing at the bow of the Star Shuttle, lowered his head and nodded in greeting to the Disciples.

“Ah!! Saint looked at me!!”

“Saint rose from obscurity and only took one year. He is my role model!”

“I hope Saint can return safely!”

The Disciples of the Holy Land chattered incessantly.

And in the direction of True Inheritance Peak... a shocking spiritual energy fluctuation suddenly erupted.

For a moment, Xu Ying looked in the direction of the fluctuation, and Chi Qingning and Sun Xingzhe were also drawn to it.

Only to see, within True Inheritance Peak, spiritual energy fluctuations gathered to form streaks of divine light.

It was as if small figures surged within the divine light, piecing together a beautiful painting.

“May Saint and Saintess achieve immediate success and return triumphantly!”

Several congratulatory shouts echoed through the heavens and earth, precisely what the True Disciples of True Inheritance Peak had meticulously planned.

“They truly put thought into it!”

Seeing this scene, Xu Ying, Chi Qingning, and Sun Xingzhe beside him couldn’t help but smile.

The next moment, the Inner and Outer Sect Disciples in Beidou Holy Land also imitated the True Disciples, shouting loudly.

At this, all voices converged, reverberating throughout the entire Holy Land.

As the Star Shuttle’s speed grew faster and faster, Xu Ying quickly left the confines of Beidou Holy Land.

And in the dark, naturally, there were Dao Protectors present.

On the Star Shuttle, Xu Ying and the other two gazed into the distance, sitting cross-legged and continuing their cultivation.

Suddenly, Chi Qingning spoke: “Junior Brother, this Dragon Subduing List Tournament is held once every ten years.”

“Ten years ago, I also participated in one, but at that time, it was more about watching those Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters participate.”

“This year happens to be the Golden Age, so new rules will probably be born.”

Hearing this, Xu Ying and Sun Xingzhe both listened.

The specific details of the Dragon Subduing List Tournament would only be known once they reached the Central Region.

Xu Ying’s eyes flickered. “Why don’t I take this opportunity to look at today’s intelligence?”

【Daily Intelligence has been refreshed:】

【1. One day later, pursuers from the Demon God Realm with a supreme Bloodline of the Yao Race will arrive in Xuanhuang World to hunt down the descendant of a half-Yao hybrid. (Specific information: The maternal lineage of the half-Yao hybrid is the supreme Dragon Girl Bloodline of the Demon God Realm, not to be defiled by others!)】

“I didn’t expect this half-Yao descendant to have so many dangers behind him!”

After seeing the first piece of intelligence, Xu Ying’s expression was calm, only curiously looking at the Demon God Realm and pondering.

The Demon God Realm, among the Myriad Realms, is one of the few special places.

Within the Demon God Realm, there is no Human Race power, only pure Yao Race Bloodline.

Only the Yao Race can survive in that world.

Of course, Xu Ying didn’t know more specific information, as he had never left the Profound Yellow Great World.

However, this half-Yao descendant, Xu Ying was determined to acquire.

This is a Son of Luck, and he wondered if it could be beneficial to him.

At least it would be like acquiring a death knight.

【2: One day later, Jun Moxie, the Saint of Nine Nether Holy Land, will be frantically hunting Cultivators participating in the Dragon Subduing List Tournament in the main city of the Central Region. (Specific information: 瘋狂殺戮, 掠奪氣運. )】

“It’s starting tomorrow, then!”

Seeing the second piece of intelligence, Xu Ying raised an eyebrow.

He wasn’t concerned about the Cultivators being hunted by Jun Moxie.

Instead, he was pondering the hidden information in this intelligence.

According to Xu Ying’s guess, hunting the young Prodigies participating in the Dragon Subduing List Tournament could yield more Luck?

Similar to a battle royale mechanism?

Of course, this was just Xu Ying’s bold guess.

However, he would understand once the Star Shuttle under his feet entered the Central Region.

【3: Two days later, the Dragon Subduing List Tournament enters a fierce stage. The Reincarnation Empress Willow Poetry breaks through the encirclement and is the first to ascend the list.】

“Willow Poetry!”

Seeing this name, a sharp glint flashed in Xu Ying’s eyes.

He still remembered that the Heavenly Mandate Empress owed him two favors.

He wondered when she would repay him this favor.

Xu Ying even felt that he hadn’t heard news of Willow Poetry for a long time.

However, since the intelligence stated that she would be the first to top the list, it meant that during her period of disappearance, she must have made rapid progress.

Amidst the blue sky and white clouds, the Star Shuttle continuously shuttled through the Void Realm, crossing through spatial rifts.

As the Star Shuttle’s speed increased, it drew closer and closer to the Central Region.

Xu Ying only knew that his destination for this Dragon Subduing List Tournament was Myriad Saint Mountain.

But before his eyes, a phantom map appeared.

Within it, as Xu Ying’s Star Shuttle crossed the neutral line between the Eastern and Central Regions.

Suddenly, his mind trembled, and the roar of a Dragon seemed to echo through heaven and earth.

Golden characters twisted and turned, forming in Xu Ying’s mind.

【Dragon Subduing List Tournament begins.】

【Tournament Rules: This Dragon Subduing List Tournament is centered in the Central Region. Everyone who crosses into the Central Region’s territory will activate their Golden Dragon of Luck. This tournament will last for three days. Within these three days, within the Central Region’s territory, defeat others to absorb Luck.】

The Dragon roars came one after another. Not only Xu Ying, but also Chi Qingning and Sun Xingzhe beside him had Golden Dragons soaring into the sky.

“I wonder what my Golden Dragon of Luck looks like...”

Just as Xu Ying was wondering, he closed his eyes as if sensing something, his mind directly sinking into his inner world.

“Roar!!”

Only a fiercer Dragon roar was heard in his ears.

Xu Ying looked closely and saw a true Dragon, formed by condensed Luck, circling within his inner world. Its massive body, even coiled, filled the entire inner world.

By his estimation, this Golden Dragon of Luck was nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine zhang long!

“Brother Xu, I actually have a hundred-zhang-long Golden Dragon of Luck!!”

Sun Xingzhe on the side impatiently opened his eyes and shouted excitedly.

Chi Qingning silently opened her eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them, and said, “I actually reached five hundred zhang!”

“Saintess is indeed a person of Luck, so powerful!!”

Upon hearing this, Sun Xingzhe jumped up excitedly, then looked at Xu Ying and asked curiously, “Brother Xu, what about you?”

“Me?” Xu Ying’s eyes flickered with a strange expression, the corners of his mouth curved up, and he said calmly, “My Golden Dragon of Luck isn’t that long...”

“Only about nine thousand zhang.”

As Xu Ying’s words fell, they were like a thunderclap in Sun Xingzhe’s heart, his astonished expression freezing on his face.

His heart pounded. “No way, no way!”

“How can anyone have a nine-thousand-zhang Golden Dragon of Luck!”

“Indeed, there’s no harm without comparison!”

“Junior Brother Xu’s Luck is truly astonishing!”

Chi Qingning’s small mouth was also slightly agape. Even though she had already overestimated Xu Ying, she still underestimated him...

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