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Chapter 1270: Chapter 17 Shou Zhe is also a Big Shot Now (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_4 Chapter 1270: Chapter 17 Shou Zhe is also a Big Shot Now (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_4 “It’s all about participating, all about participating,” Bao Bucheng laughed like a little Maitreya Buddha, “What if I have an extraordinary opportunity and luckily succeed by some fluke?”

“Bucheng, if you really luck out and become the Sacred Master, what do you plan to do?” Master Tianlang didn’t take the kid seriously at all and jokingly asked without much thought.

In his mind, it was Disciple Li Yao who was the strongest contender. Didn’t they see how Tianhe uncle was bending over backward to cultivate Disciple Li Yao, already deep in debt? Even he, Tianlang, had long been bled dry by loans.

“If I become the Sacred Master,” Bao Bucheng said with a happy grin, “I’ll reassign all of you redundant departments, who know nothing but fighting and brawling without producing anything, to the frontiers to clear wasteland and make money.”

When it came solely to making money, Qing Huang Valley ranked first, as did the Profound Pill Pavilion. But when it came to fighting, the Profound Pill Pavilion was second to last, and Qing Huang Valley was also at the bottom…

Therefore, these two exceptionally money-making but not so great at fighting departments were most annoyed by those departments that bragged about fighting but were so poor they had to scrape together funds just to purchase an Eighth-grade Immortal Pill.

If it wasn’t for the Sacred Land’s unified distribution of most resources, the Taiyi Jinyang Branch would have long ago been reduced to eating dirt.

“Hahaha, the little fat guy has ambitions! We all look favorably upon you.”

Master Tianlang, Enlightened One Mingcheng, and the others couldn’t care less and laughed more joyfully than anyone else.

What does it matter if they can’t make money when they’re supported by Qing Huang Valley and Profound Pill Pavilion, along with half of Southern Ming Departing Fire Cave? They just need to focus on improving their combat strength. In times of crisis, wouldn’t it still be these formidable Profound Martial cultivators who are called to the forefront?

By the way, it should be mentioned that the Southern Ming Departing Fire Line has its own artifact refining industry. It’s just that their technology is no match for the Third-grade Gongye Clan’s Refining Workshop, so their competitive edge falls short. However, thanks to the Sacred Land’s mastery of some unique techniques, they still make a decent amount of profit.

“Since Bucheng wants to take part in the competition for the position of Holy Son, then among the nine veins of the Sacred Land, it seems that only Purple Xiao Sky Thunder Peak is not participating,” Master Tianlang remarked.

“Purple Xiao Sky Thunder Peak requires lightning-attribute mutated bloodlines and naturally has fewer people. Even Purple Xiao himself only recently broke through to the Divine Power Territory, making it challenging to find a quality lightning-spirit successor.”

Everyone was aware of Purple Xiao’s situation, so nobody thought there was any issue with them not sending a disciple to compete for the position of Saint. However, it was still somewhat regrettable.

The struggle for the position of Holy Son is a rare opportunity for training. Even if they couldn’t win the title of Holy Son, there were still many intangible benefits for the participants.

During these discussions, suddenly, a thunderous shout came from outside the Trial Hall: “Who said we don’t have a successor?”

As the words fell, a burly middle-aged man strode in with the poise of a dragon and the steps of a tiger.

He was dressed in blue and purple, with a sword hanging at his waist, radiating a great and bold aura.

Compared to other Enlightened Ones in the Sacred Land, he looked much younger and carried a youthful vigor. His presence was like a sword in its sheath, ready to burst forth and strike down enemies at a moment’s notice.

This man was naturally the new Divine Realm Powerhouse of the Sacred Land’s Purple Xiao Line, Enlightened One Purple Xiao.

The people present turned their surprised gazes toward Enlightened One Purple Xiao when they heard his words.

“Feihong, come here. Say hello to everyone,” Enlightened One Purple Xiao confidently waved to someone behind him.

“Yes, great-grandmaster.”

With that voice, a slim figure entered from outside.

He was a young man in blue and purple attire, with a proud and aloof air about him. He stood out like a drawn sword against the noisy atmosphere, completely out of place.

But he didn’t mind and, holding his sword, bowed in a circle to everyone present, respectfully saying, “Dugu Feihong pays his respects to Master Jiang, to all senior Masters, and to all Senior Brothers and Sisters.”

Everyone turned to look.

They had never imagined that the Purple Xiao Line would actually have a candidate for the position of Saint.

It was known that although the Purple Xiao Line was strong in combat, their tradition of cultivation techniques demanded an extremely high compatibility with bloodline talents, making successors hard to come by. At one point, the lineage of Divine Realm Powerhouses had been interrupted, leading to a long period of low profile within Lingyun Sacred Land.

It was only after more than a hundred years, when Enlightened One Purple Xiao himself advanced to the Divine Realm, that they became slightly more prominent.

Who would have expected that the Purple Xiao Line, with its difficult inheritance and whose Divine Realm Powerhouse had only just been replenished, would secretly cultivate a Great Heavenly Proud successor in the Purple Abode Realm?

And crucially, until today, not a whisper of news had leaked from the Purple Xiao Line. It seemed that Enlightened One Purple Xiao had significant aspirations.

“Purple Xiao? How did you manage that? Weren’t you in closed-door cultivation all this time? I didn’t even know about this,” Enlightened One Yunyang was both curious and wary. He and Purple Xiao were “friends,” but it had been during Purple Xiao’s retreat to break through to the Divine Power Territory that he had dodged a bullet.

“Haha, Yunyang, didn’t you also stealthily cultivate Lici?” Enlightened One Purple Xiao couldn’t hide his pride, “My disciple comes from a remote Prominent Family. He was born on a night with thunderstorms. I discovered his Bloodline Talent was extremely compatible with the ‘Purple Xiao Thunder True Method’. To make him stand out in the competition for the position of Holy Son, I secretly had him acknowledge Disciple Yao Guang of Qing’an College as his mentor, cultivating him in secret.”

Remote Prominent Family? Surnamed Dugu? Night of thunderstorms? Disciple Yao Guang? Secret cultivation?

Everyone had a series of question marks over their heads. These key elements seemed insignificant individually, but when strung together… everyone’s expressions suddenly turned quite dramatic.

Even Jiang Zhencang couldn’t help casting a skeptical look at Purple Xiao before glancing at Dugu Feihong.

Purple Xiao, this fellow, couldn’t be because it was too difficult to find a successor with the lightning bloodline, he and his lineage’s Yao Guang Master secretly had a child, could he?

Such occurrences weren’t unheard of before.

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