Chapter 81: The Prince Ranks First at the End of the First Day’s Battle
The first day’s hunting battle was coming to a close and fighting was fierce! Some teams focused on hunting fierce beasts, while others sought out people to fight.
By the end of the day, nearly two hundred teams had been eliminated! The points leaderboard was updating rapidly.
Earlier in the day, the Holy Son from the Taiwu Holy Land, Wu Ling, was in the lead with 20 points! Mo Shuiqiu from the Yunmo Dao Palace followed closely with 17 points.
These two teams likely increased their points by preying on other teams, climbing rapidly. One of the seeded competitors, Chan Xin, was eliminated tragically.
But later on, Team 1002 caught up at an incredible pace, quickly surpassing Wu Ling to take the lead. This team consisted of Princess Zhao Yunjing of Tai’an and Saintess Su Xueni of Tianchi.
They formed nearly the strongest female duo…
The top two ranked beauties in the Canglan Dao Domain, their strength was equally terrifying, which was unexpected.
However, just as everyone thought they would maintain the top spot, a dark horse charged through, unstoppable, and took the lead, surpassing everyone!
Team 108.
“Who are they? I have no impression of them!”
“They shouldn’t be any sect’s son, they seem ordinary!”
“I remember! This person is Ye Yun, the commander of the princess’s guards, who was once punished by the prince with a hundred lashes!”
“Really? Even a guard can be this strong? That’s absurd… The other one is also quite formidable, able to use various beast abilities!”
“Wait, these two aren’t from Beiyang, will they take first place?”
Indeed, these two were none other than the combination of two children of destiny, Ling Tian and Xiao Chen. The so-called children of destiny thrive once given a stage.
They trample all those so-called prodigies beneath their feet! Even the radiant Princess Zhao Yunjing was slightly overshadowed by them.
Seeing these two climb to the top, Zi Lianyou and Ran Yuwei were displeased. Xiao Chen and Ye Yun had long been old adversaries of the prince. Their rise to the top meant overshadowing the prince.
“Wait, Sister Ran, isn’t Xiao Chen your junior brother? Why do you grit your teeth seeing him in the spotlight?” Zi Lianyou asked with a smile.
“Because he always targets the prince and does hateful things, I’ve long lost any fellow-feeling with him!” Ran Yuwei declared righteously, “Naturally, I support the prince over him.”
“This Team 108 is scoring too fast…”
“Yeah, their points keep increasing. Our Beiyang teams must do their best, don’t let outsiders surpass us!”
Team 108, with 36 points, held the top position!
The audience was on edge as these two were not from Beiyang. If they won the Beiyang event, it would be a huge embarrassment…
The more discontented they felt, the faster the points increased. Children of destiny don’t play by the rules, they grow stronger through battle, and they might even gain fortuitous encounters.
As everyone was feeling heavy-hearted, another team surged forward.
Team 1001, the prince’s team. There hadn’t always been projections of Lin Qi’an, and he mostly appeared to be leisurely riding horses… So… many people weren’t paying much attention to him.
“How is this possible! The prince’s team also has many points? I remember he was leisurely riding with the princess…”
“Crazy! Even with a burden, the prince climbed up? How strong must he be! And each time it’s a 3-point gain, showing the prince is constantly defeating teams! Such efficiency is terrifying!”
In modern terms, they’d probably call him a “hacker.”
In truth, Lin Qi’an was indeed a “hacker,” using a full-map cheat to find opponents at will. Finally, when the first day’s hunting battle ended, Team 1001 held 112 points, ranking first!
Beiyang was in an uproar, Tianjian City was in an uproar, countless sects were in an uproar as this was an impossible miracle!
“The prince had to fight two at a time, reaching these points means winning dozens of consecutive matches, defeating dozens of peers.”
“Do you think this is realistic?”
“Unrealistic! But he’s the Sword Emperor’s son, so it becomes realistic…”
At night, the light was dim.
If the distance was too far, and there were obstacles, the projection stones would be hard to see. Many participants chose to rest and adjust, recovering spiritual power for tomorrow.
“Our chance has come…”
“Didn’t expect the little princess to run out herself, with no guards around, heaven is helping us!”
“Haha, she trusts that Beiyang Prince too much, thinking no one would dare touch him in Beiyang. Set up the array, they’ll be here soon.” The Ghost Fiend Palace, Chi Mei Wang Liang, had four people.
Their goal was to capture Zhao Qingmeng. The Great Hunt was just for fun, to kill some sect prodigies and grab rewards, but unexpectedly, Zhao Qingmeng joined herself!
After a day’s tracking, they finally found the Beiyang heir and discovered he was pursuing various teams. Tonight, they set up a bonfire nearby on purpose. The blue smoke rose straight into the night sky.
They were not worried that he wouldn’t take the bait.
“Heard the Beiyang prince has many sacred weapons, wouldn’t it be great to kill him?”
“Of course, but we must first use the Four Netherworld Formation to isolate the outside world, don’t let anyone know…”
“Otherwise, the Sword Emperor’s wrath isn’t something we can bear.”
The four slowly sank into the ground, leaving only the bonfire crackling away.
Lin Qi’an, with Zhao Qingmeng, was already heading toward the bonfire.
“After a whole day, I’m exhausted…” Zhao Qingmeng was, after all, a mortal, unable to endure long journeys, now almost collapsing on the horse.
“Don’t worry, we’ll rest soon, let’s check if there’s anyone at that bonfire ahead first.”
“Grumble…” Zhao Qingmeng stomach growled and she had become numb.
Lin Qi’an defeated dozens of teams in a day, needing no help from her. And every victory required the defeated to kneel and present their tokens.
A peculiar hobby?
Though tired, Zhao Qingmeng was happy, just being a cheerleader and winning. Mortals have their benefits, always being protected. Her hatred for Lin Qi’an also quietly dwindled.
“Nobody?”
Before the bonfire, it was empty.
