Mo Tiancheng's words left everyone stunned in place.

Jiang Chen's brows furrowed slightly as he glanced at the walking stick in his hand and said softly, "No matter what, I must get to the bottom of this!"

"Mr. Jiang!" Mo Tiancheng spoke urgently, "Once you ask about this, the consequences might be..."

Glancing at Sun Liang, Mo Tiancheng did not finish his sentence.

"Elder Mo, I know you're concerned about me, but I can't rest without getting this clear!" Jiang Chen shook his head slightly.

"Jiang..." Mo Tiancheng's expression turned anxious as he started to speak again.

"Elder Mo!"

Jiang Chen interrupted, "I don't know what you've thought of, but if it's the Blood Venerate from a thousand years ago you're worried about, then you don't need to persuade me anymore. He is he, and I am I!"

"Blood Venerate?!" Sun Liang exclaimed, looking at Jiang Chen with a face full of surprise, "Mr. Jiang, why did you suddenly bring up that demon lord?"

Giving Sun Liang a faint look, Jiang Chen shook his head gently, "Let's talk about this after I've figured it out, let's head up the mountain."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen turned around and boarded the Knight XV, followed by Yan Hu and several others.

Sun Liang, with a deeply furrowed brow, watched Jiang Chen and then turned back to get into Lu Chengfeng's car.

Whirring...

The cars started, and everyone drove towards Mount Chi Xiao.

At the foot of Mount Chi Xiao.

Squeak! Squeak!

The sound of brakes rang out as Jiang Chen and the others parked their cars at an empty lot at the mountain's base.

There were already a dozen or so cars parked in the lot, all of the same make, clearly indicating a group from the same force had arrived here.

"Mr. Jiang?!" A voice shouted excitedly as the Chixiao Sect disciples at the foot of Mount Chi Xiao saw Jiang Chen and the others getting out of the cars and hurried over.

"Mr. Jiang, you, your... how old are you?" The Chixiao Sect disciple asked with a face full of anticipation.

Jiang Chen was slightly surprised and looked at the disciple guarding the mountain gate with confusion, "I'm twenty-six, why?"

"Twenty-six? That's great!" The gate-guarding disciple overflowed with joy, "Mr. Jiang, please head up the mountain quickly. The Youming Hall came prepared this time, and our Chixiao Sect is likely no match in the youth division. We implore you to help, Mr. Jiang!"

While speaking, the disciple bowed deeply to Jiang Chen.

"Youth division? What do you mean?" Jiang Chen looked at the gate-guarding disciple with confusion.

"Has the competition started?" Before the disciple could respond, Sun Liang asked urgently.

The gate-guarding disciple nodded, his expression grave, "I've just come down to swap shifts. Before I came down, the elders' competition had ended, and the middle-aged division is about to start."

"Who won, who lost?" Sun Liang asked again.

The gate-guarding disciple's face darkened slightly as he said despondently, "The Third Elder, the Fifth Elder, the Sixth Elder fought... only the Sixth Elder won, but he was gravely injured!"

"How... how is that possible?" Sun Liang exclaimed.

The gate-guarding disciple spoke with indignation, "I don't know where Youming Sect found such people, they are all mighty strong, and clearly not their own disciples, yet they acknowledge them as associated forces of Youming Sect, leaving us no chance to find fault! Moreover... two of their participants in the youth division have already reached the level of Innate Grandmaster, so..."

Stopping there, the gate-guarding disciple looked at Jiang Chen again, bowed with a fist in palm and said, "Please, Mr. Jiang, lend us your help to maintain Chixiao Sect's honor."

"I am an ally of the Chixiao Sect, and my father is the Chief Disciple of the Chixiao Sect. When the Chixiao Sect is in trouble, it's my duty to help!" Jiang Chen gave a small nod.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang!" The guardian disciple and Sun Liang bowed together in thanks.

"There's no time to delay, let's head up the mountain. Sun Liang, fill me in on what's happening this time."

Jiang Chen called out and turned to sprint up the mountain.

Although he wasn't quite clear on the specifics of the matter, he could infer from the guardian disciple's words that this competition was divided by age, and his father would surely participate in the middle-aged group, which made Jiang Chen somewhat worried.

Yan Hu brought Tang Wanru and Lou Qiangqiang with him, quickly following behind Jiang Chen; both of them were at the Semi Innate Realm. At that moment, as Jiang Chen was in a rush, although not going all out, they could not keep up with him.

Mo Tiancheng and Sun Liang, exerting their Cultivation Techniques to the fullest, followed behind, managing only to avoid being left behind.

"Mr. Jiang, according to the news from the Sect, the Youming Sect is coming under the guise of a friendly sparring match," Sun Liang said as he hastened along, quickly briefing him: "The competition is split into three stages: the elder group has three fights for those aged between sixty to a hundred years, the middle-aged group has three fights for those thirty to sixty years old, and the youth group has three fights for those eighteen to thirty years old.

This is the first stage, which consists of elimination matches; the victor of the first fight can continue to the next fight until one side has three defeats in total.

The second stage is a single free-for-all, regardless of age, with each sect sending ten people to fight.

The third stage is the peak showdown, with each side sending their strongest fighter."

By the end of the third stage, not only the Sect disciples but also the affiliated forces and iron-blooded allies can participate!"

Hearing this, Lou Qiangqiang spoke up with confusion: "The second and third stages I can understand, but why divide the first stage by age? Shouldn't it be by realm?"

"Dividing by age is to assess the strongest disciples across different age groups within a sect, it is also a method to judge the caliber of a sect's disciples!" Sun Liang responded softly.

"Since the competition is a friendly sparring, there won't be any casualties, right?" Jiang Chen asked, voicing his concern.

Sun Liang was silent for a moment before responding solemnly, "The Martial Dao World is cruel. Competitions between sects and clans are not like those in the mundane world's Martial Alliance!"

Jiang Chen's brow furrowed, and he uttered a low shout, "Then I must go ahead!"

Whoosh!

Before his words had even finished echoing, Jiang Chen's figure flashed, clearing the iron chain bridge that had appeared before him in a single bound, and he dashed swiftly toward the mountainside.

Yan Hu and the others exerted their Cultivation Techniques to the extreme and quickly chased after him.

...

The large plaza on the mountainside of Chi Xiao Mountain.

In the center of the plaza was a huge fighting stage, where two middle-aged men were currently battling. On the southeast sides of the stage stood the disciples of the Chixiao Sect, while to the north were Lin Jiuxiao and his group, and to the west was a crowd of men and women dressed in black.

At this moment, Lin Jiuxiao and his group had grim expressions and eyes filled with shock and rage.

Just a moment ago, Duan Mulei, one of the Chixiao Sect's three Chief Disciples and a pupil of Lin Jiuxiao, was killed by his opponent on the stage and was now lying beside Lin Jiuxiao and the others.

The Third Elder Wang Dazhi, the Fifth Elder Zhang Mingqiang, and the Sixth Elder Mo Tianze all had pale faces with blood dripping from their mouths. Wang Dazhi's chest was caved in, Zhang Mingqiang's breath was feeble, indicating they were all severely injured.

Bang, bang, bang!

A series of violent collisions rang out, and the two combatants on the stage suddenly split apart.

"Puh—"

A figure spurted blood from the mouth and was sent flying back toward Lin Jiuxiao and the others.

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