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The entrance of Immortal Academy.

“Huh?” The Stygian Immortal who had just announced the rules was stunned as he looked towards the direction of the four people who disappeared in the mystic realm.

“What’s wrong? Teacher Yan?” A person beside him asked.

He then turned back and said with a smile, “I just didn’t expect that they were cultivator disciples amongst the academies that came to participate in the competition this time and they seemed to be extremely skilled in sword techniques.” Seeing the two being so natural and smooth in their sword-riding, making it look so simple like they were walking, they must have mastered sword techniques to a certain extent to be able to do so. Also, he did not know if it was an illusion, but in that moment earlier, he somehow felt that the aura from the two people were a little too deep, even… much stronger than him?”

“There are so many academies in the world, it’s not odd to have someone who specialized in sword cultivation.” The person beside him said again, “The disciples from our academy is about to enter too.”

“That makes sense.” He did not think further, only taking it that he had seen wrongly and turned around to focus on watching the disciples of his own academy. “I wonder who would be able to clinch the first place in this league.”

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Inside the mystic realm.

Lonemoon flew into the mystic realm, with a change in the scenery before his eyes, he arrived in a forest in the next second. It was lonesome all around him, there was only the sound of the water flowing in a small river. The disciples of the various academies who had entered with him had all disappeared, they were probably transported to different locations.

Lonemoon’s heart sank as he instinctively turned and searched for the person who had a permanent spot on the lost peoples’ list and heaved a sigh of relief in the next second, fortunately Shen Ying was still here. Not lost! It seems like people of the same team were all transported to the same location, it was indeed a team competition.

However, it was evident that this were qualifiers selecting a hundred out of a thousand people, the chance of being eliminated was still quite high. He must admit that this competition indeed had some scheming behind it. Though it was said and looked to be a team competition, in reality, it was also an individual competition, after all there were only a hundred array flags, which meant that only a hundred people can pass. And there are four people in each team, it was impossible that all teams would be so lucky that all four members will be able to get an array flag.

Besides, they were given 10 days’ time, this shows that finding the array flag wouldn’t be difficult, the difficulty comes in being able to defend and keep it till the end. He could already foresee how terribly heated this competition would become in the last few days.

Besides the map of this mystic realm wasn’t very big, they would somehow meet one another, it wouldn’t be easy to hide away to survive till the end.

“Great Immortals, where shall we head towards first?” Seeing the three of them remain rooted to the same spot, Buggy could not help but ask.

“We’re not moving!” Lonemoon answered.

“Huh? Huh!” What did he mean, were they not going to compete?

“The flat ground here by the riverside is not bad.” Lonemoon lifted his head and looked at the sky, saying in all seriousness, “Let’s have lunch before anything else!”

What the hell?

Buggy was taken aback, thinking that he was kidding, but he turned back to find that the people behind him had already turned and was starting to pull out pots and pans.

“…” What exactly are you all here for? Hello?

Buggy was dumbfounded, seeing that they had even brought out a table, it still went forward after some thought, unable to hold back and said, “Great Immortal, even if we’re eating, let’s go somewhere else, we can’t stay by the river.”

“Why?” Lonemoon asked subconsciously.

Buggy replied like it was only natural, “Because as long as it’s by the river, demons, marines and all sorts of monster fish that feed on humans will definitely be around.”

“Fish?” Lonemoon paused.

“Yes.” Buggy said nervously, “Those fish demons aren’t easy to deal with, we would need…”

Before he could finish, Lonemoon suddenly turned around and shouted over to Yi Qing, “Chef, there are fish in the river.”

Yi Qing’s eyes lit up, he immediately turned, picked up his spatula and headed towards the river.

Huh?

Hold on! Why were they still going there when it said not to.

“It’s dangerous, don’t go to the river…”

Midway through its sentence, he saw the person swing his spatula forcefully towards the river, alongside a loud explosion, a water curtain tens of meters tall instantly splashed up on the river surface. The river was lost half its water.

In the next second, he felt that there seemed to be an additional layer covering the ground, full of numerous shadows in all sizes, there were some even under his own feet and it was growing bigger. He looked up instinctively and saw that a sky full of fish demons were raining down.

He tensed up at this sight, unable to dodge in time, a fish bigger than himself smashed onto it. His legs gave way and he fell to the ground. So heavy, he felt like his shell was about to break into pieces, being weighed down and unable to get up.

Just as he was about to shout for help, the weight above was lifted, the fish had been picked up. Before he could relax, he looked up and happened to see Shen Ying’s face, his body trembled habitually, suddenly feeling like it would be better to continue being weighed down.

“Chef, let’s eat this one today!” But Shen Ying had already turned around and was raising the fish in her hand in Yi Qing’s direction, this one was the biggest!

“Yes, Master.” Chef then walked over and took over the fish in Shen Ying’s hands then turned around and picked up the others.

Buggy then noticed that the entire riverside was covered with all sorts of fish, the smallest was at least tens of kilograms heavy. Originally ferocious marines and demons were now laid out on the ground, like they were being sunned to make salted fish. Bits of a light hearted conversation between the others could also be heard.

“This one is suited to be braised, that one can be steamed, poaching sounds like a good idea for this one. Chef, why don’t you cook a few more fish?”

“Yes Master, no problem Master!”

Buggy: “…” These were all monsters, not fish.

He suddenly felt like his common sense was being tested! He turned around to peep at a certain person who was still picking fish with his spatula in one hand, mm, that one definitely isn’t an ordinary spatula, it must be some artifact, that’s why he was able to capture so many demons with a light swing. Buggy felt like he had discovered the truth.

The two people who were done picking the fish had already returned to the table, mm, they’d managed to do a free top up of ingredients again.

Chef cooked very quickly, in less than half an hours’ time, several dishes had already been served. Perhaps because the ingredients were monsters, the dishes were especially aromatic, at once, the aroma of food wafted around the riverside.

As a semi supplier who had informed them that there were fish in the river, Buggy was very honored to have a seat at the table. Of course, whether he was able to snatch any food for himself was another matter.

The few of them were about to start eating when a sudden gust of wind rose and four figures dressed in blue appeared, the three males and a female seemed to have come through wind-riding and were staring at the three people at the table in surprise.

Lonemoon’s eyes narrowed as he turned to survey the four newcomers, judging by their clothes, they were probably from Immortal Spirit Academy.

“Excuse us for our disruption.” A slighter taller man amongst the four stepped forward and said politely with his fists cupped, “May I ask if you had managed to capture the Red Scented Fish Monster?”

Lonemoon’s hand tightened around his fan before he replied, “We did capture some fish monsters from the river earlier.” As for exactly what kind of fish they were, he wouldn’t know.

Yet the four people were all overjoyed, even slightly agitated, the man even asked anxiously, “Fellow Daoists, we have a presumptuous request, could we ask that you give us a fish monster, we can pay money, even if it’s double the price.”