The System Arrives: Leading My Clan to Become the Strongest

103: Chapter 103 Clan Chief, I Won!They saw the rankings appear on the massive golden screen:

First Place: Jiang Feng 9—0

Second Place: Huangfu Qingquan 8—1

Third Place: Jiang Xueqin 7—2

Fourth Place: Shen Xingci 6—3

Fifth Place: Li Xiaochuan 5—5

...On the massive golden screen, the rankings slowly solidified, and the position at the very top suddenly burst forth with ten thousand rays of golden light.

The name “Jiang Feng” seemed to be cast in molten gold, every character brilliant, dazzlingly bright among the other names, making even the surrounding rune halos seem like mere backdrops.

This flash of golden light was too ostentatious; the audience fell silent for a moment, then erupted in thunderous, overwhelming astonishment.

“It’s gold! First place! That young man named Jiang Feng actually took first place!”

“Nine consecutive victories! How old is he? This Jiang Family... they are about to rise!”

“That’s nine straight wins, an absolute crushing of strength!”

Waves of exclamations piled up, and even the various Golden Core Families on the viewing platform couldn’t remain seated.

Several Golden Core Clan Chiefs whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with envy and apprehension. This Jiang Family, which seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, had Clan Members who were so powerful, seriously threatening the interests of their Golden Core Families.

Zhao Kun slumped in his seat, his face ashen—he had previously planned to find an Opportunity to destroy the Jiang Family after the Qingfeng Martial Meet, but now, it seemed difficult to make a move.

Although some people were happy to see this, others were willing to cause trouble for the Zhao Family. The existence of the Jiang Family was a thorn in the side of the Zhao Family.

Huangfu Qingquan gazed at the golden light, yet there was no trace of jealousy in his eyes. Instead, he clenched his fist and raised a delighted smile:

“Good! Very good. But, the next time we compete, I will definitely defeat you!”

Jiang Xueqin stood beside Jiang Feng, looking at the dazzling gold. Her eyes curved into crescents, filled with pride.

Jiang Feng merely looked up at the name on the massive screen, his expression calm. Only the slight trembling of his fingertips betrayed the turmoil in his heart.

“Clan Chief, Jiang Feng and the others won, and they took first place.”

The Jiang Family Clansmen also felt honored by Jiang Feng’s first-place victory, and they excitedly spoke to Jiang Chen, who was standing in front.

Jiang Chen stood at the front of the crowd, his posture straight like a strong pine tree. His cloudy eyes swept over the dazzling golden light of the words “Jiang Feng” on the massive screen, then turned to the young man and woman standing side-by-side on the platform. There was no ripple of emotion in his eyes, as if this glory of nine consecutive victories and the top three positions had been within his expectations all along.

Hearing the Clan Members’ words, he slowly raised his hand, his fingertip lightly tapping the Void Realm. A gentle wave of Spiritual Qi smoothed the restless aura of the Disciples. His voice was steady, like still water in a deep pool: “Yes, it was only expected.”

These few words, light and calm, instantly stabilized all the Jiang Family Disciples.

They remembered that this young Clan Chief was around the same age as them, perhaps even younger than some of them.

While they were using Medicinal Pills granted by the Clan Chief to Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment, the Clan Chief was already at the Realm of a Nascent Soul Ancestor—a level of strength they could only look up to.

With a Nascent Soul expert holding the fort in the Family, the Clan Members achieving first place in the Qingfeng Martial Meet was hardly something worth boasting about.

At this moment, the Golden Core True Person above the platform retracted his pressure. A Gilded Scroll appeared in his hand, and his deep voice spread throughout the venue:

“The Qi Refinement Stage group round-robin tournament of the Qingfeng Martial Meet has concluded! According to the ancestral system of the Yuan Kingdom, ranking rewards will now be distributed! We invite all winners to ascend the stage!”

The White Jade Podium slowly rose. Ten sets of prizes were displayed in sequence, Spiritual Qi swirling around them, drawing gasps of surprise from the audience below.

He opened the scroll and read aloud:

“First Place, Jiang Feng! Nine battles, nine victories! Granted one foundation establishment pill, one hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones, and one access right to the Royal Armory.”

Although this reward wasn’t huge, it offered tangible benefits. While the foundation establishment pill wasn’t very useful to Jiang Feng, giving it to other Family Members could immediately result in a Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator.

Although one hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones sounded few, converting them to Low-Grade Spirit Stones amounted to a full one million.

The access right to the Royal Armory was an Opportunity countless Cultivators dreamed of—the Yuan Kingdom’s Royalty had a Legacy spanning a thousand years. The Armory contained not only Incomplete Manuals of Cultivation Techniques left by past experts but also personal notes and insights from low-level Cultivators on Breaking Through Bottlenecks. Even a single access could allow one to glimpse shortcuts in cultivation.

Jiang Feng slowly stepped onto the White Jade Podium. The Golden Core True Person personally handed over the prize: an Engraved Brocade Box, inside which lay a smooth foundation establishment pill, its rich medicinal fragrance lingering at the nose. Next to it was a Storage Pouch, heavy in the hand, with the Spiritual Qi of one hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones faintly leaking through the fabric. Finally, there was a Bronze Token engraved with the characters “Wuyi” (Armory), its edges flowing with faint royal runes.

“Young hero, excellent Aptitude, and excellent temperament.”

As the Golden Core True Person handed over the prize, his gaze swept over Jiang Feng’s calm expression, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

“The Royal Armory will open in two days. You may enter for one day with this token. Do not miss this Opportunity.”

Jiang Feng bowed and accepted it. The instant his fingertip touched the Bronze Token, a faint Spiritual Imprint quietly branded itself onto it—a method used by the Royalty to verify identity.

He said in a deep voice, “Thank you, Immortal Master, for the reward.”

After speaking, he turned and stepped aside, tucking the brocade box and Storage Pouch into his robes, his expression still indifferent, as if the objects in his hand were not treasures capable of driving Qi Refining Cultivators mad.

“Second Place, Huangfu Qingquan! Eight victories and one defeat, his Dragon might remains undiminished!”

Wei Changfeng continued.

“Granted one foundation establishment pill, eighty High-Grade Spirit Stones, and one access right to the Royal Armory!” Huangfu Qingquan ascended the stage and accepted the prizes, but his gaze turned to Jiang Feng, and he said loudly:

“Little Brother Jiang, I will certainly seek your guidance again someday!”

“Third Place, Jiang Xueqin!”

The Golden Core True Person’s voice carried approval.

“Granted one foundation establishment pill, fifty High-Grade Spirit Stones, and one access right to the Royal Armory!”

Jiang Xueqin slowly stepped forward and accepted the prizes, unable to hide her excitement.

Subsequent ranking rewards were distributed in sequence: Shen Xingci, Li Xiaochuan, Ye Qingyu, and others also received their corresponding rewards.

The Golden Core Cultivator raised his hand and pressed down lightly, continuing:

“The Qingfeng Martial Meet, Qi Refinement Stage group competition, is officially over! We hope all winners cherish this Opportunity, dedicate yourselves to cultivation, and support the Yuan Kingdom in the future! Those who did not win should not be discouraged; diligence can compensate for lack of skill. When you ascend this stage again in the years to come, you may yet shine brilliantly!”

With that, he flicked his sleeve, and the White Jade Podium slowly descended. The rankings on the massive golden screen dissolved into specks of spiritual light and vanished.

Jiang Feng, Jiang Xueqin, Huangfu Qingquan, and the others walked side-by-side off the platform and headed toward their respective Clan groups.

At this moment, on the other side of the Martial Arts Tournament venue, two larger platforms were still locked in fierce combat.

The Foundation Establishment Stage group matches had reached the semi-finals. Two Cultivators were clashing using Profound Rank Martial Skills, and their Spiritual Qi collisions exploded into multicolored light across the sky.

The Golden Core Stage group platform was even more astonishing in momentum. Young and middle-aged Cultivators blasted each other from a distance, fierce winds howled, and even the space rippled subtly.

Although the Qi Refinement Stage group had concluded, the suspense surrounding the outcomes on these two platforms still captivated the entire audience.

All the Cultivating Families on the viewing platform kept their eyes fixed on the high-level battles, their expressions varied—the results there truly concerned the reshuffling of the power structure among the major forces in the Yuan Kingdom.

Jiang Feng held the Armory Token in his hand, ignoring the battles on the two fighting platforms, and walked up to Jiang Chen.

“Clan Chief, I won.”