Chapter 308 308 – The Sect Seeds Join the Competition
"Team Leader! Bad news! Four Seasons Sect sent their two sect seeds to this age group!"
A panicking voice came out of Ken's communication device while he was busy cultivating. He recognized George's voice easily and smiled coldly at the news. He never had to worry about the sect seeds, after all, he had one of them in a tight leash.
He had already done his research. There were only two sects with sect seeds under 120 years old on the continent currently. Among them, only the Four Seasons Sect had ones under 70 years old, meaning the others were never relevant.
"Why are you panicking about it?" Ken asked. He disliked hearing George's high-pitched voice.
"How can you be so calm about it? Sect seeds are much more powerful than normal cultivators! Vivienne Ashford and Anwar Sand defeat their enemies easily! Anwar also makes sure to kill his enemies, disregarding their origins, while Vivienne lets them surrender. Oddly, she is even more aggressive toward the other sects than toward ours. But they're bad news! She is at the sixth stage while he is at the peak of the fifth stage!"
George spilled out all the information he knew as fast as he could. He was relieved his role in the tournament was over. Still, having come to view himself, perhaps presumptuously, as part of Ken's group, he didn't want harm to befall his teammates.
"Only at the peak of the fifth stage? Doesn't he have any equals then?" Ken was surprised to learn that the second seed was so much behind Vivienne, still a major stage behind her. Of course, if he was the same age as Vivienne, he was only 30 years old, which made his cultivation speed amazing, but Ken had to compare.
"Yes, but his talent with Qi manipulation is much better, and he got one of the best inheritances of his sect. He overpowers everyone else, and there are only a handful of other peak fifth-stage cultivators in this bracket. Almost everybody else is still at the high substage," George elaborated.
"Fine, thank you for warning me. You don't have to worry, we will be safe."
Ken didn't worry. Even if Anwar was strong for his stage, Ken was confident in his own skills, as well as the team techniques he had developed for himself and his companions.
As for Vivienne, she had a slave collar around her neck; now would be a good time to kill her off before she could break free from that collar since he had already made it to the Serene Lotus Sect safely. She was only a drawer plan in case things went south and he'd be captured by the Four Seasons Sect.
He was still curious to watch his potential enemies and left his tent, finding the blindfolded monk waiting alongside the icy princess and "the judge".
"Did you also hear the news from George?" Alaric asked somewhat worriedly.
"Yes, but you don't have to worry. Let's watch those seeds' performance."
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On the battling platform, countless fights occurred, each fighting for the attention of the crowd. However, the crowd had already picked their crowd favorites, none other than the two strongest fighters.
On half of the projections, one could see a man walking on water, the lake acting as his shield and weapon as it sent its water to fight every enemy he encountered, swallowing and constraining his opponents' bodies. Anwar laughed almost maniacally as he ignored their plight, executing them all.
Even if the sects cooperated to take down the disciples of the Serene Lotus Sect, it did not mean that they were not competing, and the confident young man did not believe he needed to cooperate with others, prompting him to take down everyone who wasn't from the same sect as him.
"Hahaha, who's stronger than me now? Who has greater potential??" He asked and laughed every time he shot a water bullet at his enemies, leaving a hole in their heads and chests.
"Young Master Anwar, we are not your enemies, it's just a competition, please let us surrender!" Some shouted while they tried to resist his attacks desperately as their tokens loaded the teleport.
"The weak die, don't blame me for your weakness!" Anwar smiled as he relished his strength and trampled on the normal disciples.
'They think they can use me as a war weapon? That idiot girl might not see it because everyone licks her ass for being stronger than me, but I see it clearly.' Anwar thought angrily as he dispatched another opponent.
'They look down on me for being weaker than her as if I'm a useless tool despite being far above any of my peers. I won't let them discard me. Let them all die!' Anwar's face even distorted in his fury as he executed his opponents.
He knew that killing members of his own sect would be crossing the line, so he avoided attacking the Four Seasons Sect's disciples, but in his mind, he wished to attack them too. He hated how they all treated him as inferior to Vivienne.
"It seems like the kids they told me I need to kill are not here, I was told they'd jump to the sky to find their favorite platforms, but nothing like that happened so far," he muttered to himself. "Oh well, I will just kill all the others." He shrugged and a wave of water suffocated another prey.
While Anwar was going berserk with his Water Qi, Vivienne was busy in her own fights in the forest. She held a whip made of fire in her hand, and it was sent between the trees in long motions like a slithering snake.
She utilized the whip for both attack and movement, flicking her wrist to make it wrap around a tree and pulling herself from branch to branch at high speed.
'Another enemy, huh. How bothersome, I'm making so much noise on purpose to make them run away yet they're stupid enough to run into me for a fight,' Vivienne sighed when another woman misunderstood her noises as a lack of concealing ability and tried to approach Vivienne silently for an ambush.
She lifted her second hand and a barrage of fire arrows was sent, threatening to burn everything in their path. The platform was meant to survive the heaviest blows of the strongest sect seeds, and runes inscribed would later cause the regrowth of all trees in the forest quarter.
"AH! Lady Vivienne, I surrender!" The sneaking woman shouted when she realized who her opponent was. She quickly poured her Qi into her token, and Vivienne ceased her assault, letting the girl teleport away safely.
"Is Ken here?" She wondered while scratching her neck unconsciously when the one who could be considered her owner came into her mind. However, there was no sign of him. She even tried to ask some of those she had defeated before they were teleported out, and none of them saw him or his companions.
The young woman was not sure if she wanted to meet Ken again or not. His actions were cruel and murderous. He never seemed bothered by the pools of blood he had created around him throughout the competition. Yet something inside her told her she should go and see him.
'I must seek him if I want to stay alive anyway. His command doesn't allow me to avoid helping him when I know he is in danger, and Anwar's presence would put him in danger once they meet,' Vivienne sighed and continued moving. As long as she moved, it could be considered that she was looking for Ken.
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Ken and his companions used the Divination Pool outside their tents. the tool had a fancy name, but it was just a device they had purchased at the Infinite Wisdom Sect's market before the Martial Summit started to help them watch the fights. It was connected to the formations inscribed on the platform and projected in its water any scene they wanted.
"Vivienne seems like a nice girl, she didn't kill a single person so far," Alaric remarked, surprised.
Tiara's eyes seemed to linger on the woman's face, and her fondness for beauty showed. "I think her beauty is equal to mine despite not cultivating a charm inheritance. Team Leader is the only one I've seen who is so naturally beautiful," she commented. While she loved beautiful things, she did feel a tinge of envy.
Ken raised an eyebrow for a moment when he heard the way she addressed him, realizing that being in his presence had caused that change. After she witnessed his strength in person, she adopted Alaric's way of addressing him.
"Beauty is only a dress. The personality underneath is what's important." Henry commented. Ken had no idea how the monk's technique allowed him to see projections inside the water, but it seemed that the monk did not have any trouble observing the battles in his unique way.
"Anwar is dangerous, he seems to be a crazed killer. Do we have a plan to deal with him?" Alaric turned to Ken.
"Yes. I will jump to the sky during the battle royale to pull his attention, you can leave this problem to me. You two can just take care of the enemies you run into naturally and avoid those two. They both don't seem to bother with concealing."
"What if they will be a pair? Can we handle both at the same time?" Tiara asked worriedly. She was Ken's partner and preferred not to risk herself.
"I count on it," Ken declared, his beautiful face forming a confident smirk that held no good intentions.
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