This Young Master is not Cannon Fodder

Chapter 388: Young Heavens Tournament

Gao Xuehua sat in her room and stared at the closed doors in a daze. She thought nothing would surprise her anymore after being reborn in the Gao Dynasty and possessing the thirteenth princess’s body, but reality had proven her wrong.

She closed her eyes and the events of the Immortal Official Conferment Ceremony vividly repeated themselves in her mind. The awe-inspiring aura, the absolute dominion, the mighty pressure, all of it repeated in her mind. The thing that shocked Gao Xuehua the most was the changing sky. No, not the ephemeral feeling they felt but the appearance of the taiji symbol in the sky.

Gao Xuehua even doubted if this was something a human could do, cultivator or not. No wonder the Buzhou Immortal Sect—no, the Immortal Court dared to declare hegemony over the Huang Realm and no force dared to contradict them. It was because the top echelon understood the absolute and mind-bending might of the Immortal Court.

It was only at this moment that Gao Xuehua understood why those cultivators like to appraise those strong immortals with descriptions like divine might. In those weak cultivators’ eyes, the actions of the strong are akin to a god’s. for new novels

She gave a deprecative smile. Was she also one of those weak cultivators? No, compared to them, she was even weaker.

Gao Xuehua’s gaze firmed. She desired strength, the same kind that could change the sky. Without waiting, she closed her eyes and began to cultivate. With luck, she might reach the peak of the Body Transformation Realm before the Young Heavens Tournament.

This wasn’t only because of her talent, but the density of spiritual qi in the residence allotted to them. If this was the amount of spiritual qi given to outsiders, she wondered how much denser the spiritual qi was for the disciples. No wonder they could raise so many experts.

The spiritual qi density on the Immortal Court’s headquarters was indeed one of the reasons why they could produce so many experts and immortals, but the current level of spiritual qi density only appeared after they united the Huang Realm and Tianyi formed the floating island of the Central Region. The rise of the Buzhou Immortal Sect relied more on their deep heritage and foundation.

A knock caused Gao Xuehua to halt her cultivation and open her eyes. “Your highness, it’s almost time for the Young Heavens Tournament.”

“I understand,” Gao Xuehua said. She looked down at her hand and clenched her fist.

If she made any more progress, she would incur the Acupoint Opening Heavenly Tribulation, something she had no intent of. Even if she cultivated the martial path to help her acclimate, it did not mean she did not place importance on it. She wanted to succeed on both the spiritual and martial path. As for whether she could embark on the soul path, it could only depend on luck. After all, a third-rate force like the Gao Dynasty did not have any soul path cultivation methods.

Gao Xuehua didn’t stand up yet and expanded her spiritual sense. Yes, her spiritual sense. After reaching the peak of the Body Transformation Realm, she finally gained control over it, and it no longer pressured her.

The maid outside furrowed her brows, wondering why her highness utilized her spiritual sense, and why it felt so raw and uncontained. Although she was a maid, she was a first-ranked maid of the Gao Dynasty, a grandmaster. However, she didn’t have more time to ponder as the spiritual sense retracted, and Gao Xuehua walked out seconds later. “Your highness.”

“Let’s go,” Gao Xuehua said without looking at the maid.

Naturally, the maid obediently followed with nary a word. Even her expression remained placid.

Not long after, Gao Xuehua met up with her ‘family'. The thirteen siblings, emperor, and three old immortals of the Gao Imperial Family made their way to Ascension Peak, the venue of the Young Heavens Tournament. Along the way, Gao Xuehua habitually stared at her second brother. ‘Why is he so silent? With his personality, he should have said something by now.’

Gao Xuehua couldn’t help but think if she could use Luo Peishan to get into contact with Xi Chen, and contact Xi Ri through him. She shook her head. She didn’t want to make it too obvious, and the best way would be to contact Luo Peishan if they were matched against each other. At the same time, she really didn’t want to face Luo Peishan.

Fourth on her list was a man wearing slovenly clothes. His loose robes allowed many people to see his chiseled chest. Gao Xuehua also noticed a few girls peeking at him secretly with red faces. She sneered, but she still had to admit that Gui Qianglin was a threat. According to rumors, he was a martial prodigy and possessed a unique physique, the rising star of Boundless Mountain.

Gao Xuehua continued to glance at the top-tier geniuses. Overall, there were fifteen or so, but who knew how many hidden ones would reveal themselves? She planned to directly forfeit if she met any of them. No one would blame her.

Not just those geniuses, but she planned to surrender to the ten disciples of the Immortal Court that would participate. Among the participants, first-rate sects had ten slots, second-rate sects had five, and third-rate forces like the Gao Dynasty only had two. The Immortal Court also limited themselves to ten to keep it fair, but no one would doubt their supremacy.

She continued to observe her foes, hoping to pick up any hints or traits that could be useful. Unfortunately, there were simply too many she had to watch out for, and before she could even commit all of them to memory, a pressure descended.

Gao Xuehua snapped her neck at the peak of the mountain to see three figures. First was the Huang Realm’s strongest immortal, Sword Sovereign Xi Mengfei, next was the peerless genius, the Nine Heavens Emperor, Xi Tianyi. Although not as radiant as the other two, Immortal Emperor Xia Meng was not someone the people present can take lightly.

Even if hundreds of immortal monarchs and the other four immortal emperors disappeared from the Immortal Court, none of the forces present dared to go against them because of the three of them. All three descended and sat the highest seats of honor, with Xi Mengfei sitting half a level higher.

With the last people finally present, the Young Heavens Tournament officially began.

The tournament was divided into two levels: the master and grandmaster levels. Naturally, the master-level tournament began first. Each disciple would draw a stick with a number on it. Contestant one would face contestant two, and contestant three would face contestant four, and so on. In other words, it was a bracket style tournament.

Gao Xuehua followed the other disciples and lined up to draw her stick. When she finally drew it, she stared long and hard at it. She had originally hoped to get one of the later numbers so she could scout her competition, but fate mocked and ridiculed her.

She sighed and regrouped with the Gao Dynasty.

After everyone drew their number, the tournament began. A true immortal stepped up to referee the match and loudly said, “Would number one and number two come forward?”

Gao Xuehua had thought she was already unlucky, but reality let her know there was no worst, only worse.

“Dustveil Sect’s Slothless, please advise,” her opponent said with half-lidded eyes, seeming able to fall asleep at any moment.

She copied his movements and cupped her fist. “Gao Dynasty’s Gao Xuehua, likewise.”

Gao Xuehua already planned to forfeit. She didn’t want to expose herself for a fight she couldn’t win. So when the referee announced the start, she prepared to shout her intentions, but she never expected Slothless would suddenly become so excited. Without waiting for her to even say a word, he shot towards her.