Spirit Vessel - Chapter 569

Chapter 569: 569



“What’s he talking about?” Ningshuai stared at Potian’s tough departing figure before turning back at Feiyun with gleaming curiosity: “Your relationship with Princess Luofu?”

“We’re just friends . ” Feiyun responded . Potian’s intelligence was not to be underestimated and had figured out some clues . ‘Looks like I have to kill him . ’

The three free rounds didn’t happen by chance; the princess had done something in secrecy .

This all went back to last night . Because Feiyun figured out that the Beiming has been summoning forces to surround the capital, he wrote seven letters, one to the princess . Thus, she knew of his identity and they have prepared the plans for today .

For example, there were ninety-nine participants but two couldn’t come . This was Feiyun’s doing . One was assassinated by the Divine River Guard, while the other grievously wounded, unable to join the competition .

If there were ninety-nine participants, Feiyun would be able to skip the first round but not the second since there would be a total of fifty, including him . Skipping one round alone wasn’t that beneficial but because of this plan, he would be able to skip until the semifinal .

In this case, he would have plenty of time to study his opponents’ techniques and habits, allowing him to come up with sufficient counter-strategies .

Furthermore, the princess could have picked a groom candidate, but she couldn’t pick him because it would expose his identity . They had to settle on Dongfang Jingshui because Feiyun believed that this guy would refuse for sure, the only person who would do so .

Next, Princess Luofu couldn’t see through the fire shrouding the balls inside the cauldron, but he had the Heavenly Phoenix Gaze, capable of seeing through this visual barrier . He told her each time, allowing her to pick the right ball with his name .

Of course, doing this before the Three Directors was risky . They didn’t dare to use telepathic communication, only unique code words to inform the princess of the ball’s positioning . Because of this restraint, he couldn’t affect the bracket as much or he would have let Beiming Potian and Li Xiaonan fight already .



Feiyun was never one blessed by fortune, so without cheating, he would be bloodied and battered by now getting to the next round .

Nevertheless, the free rounds still made Potian wary of his identity .

The next round was finished; thirteen participants were left .

Ningshuai gave up so Long Qingyang was one of the winners . The list includesd Feng Feiyun, Beiming Potian, Dongfang Jingshui, Li Xiaonan, Prince Hongye, Long Qingyang, Mu Xingzi, Gu Cuo, Ji Feng, Yan Ziyu . The remaining three were unknown to Feiyun, but they were quite powerful .

Why didn’t these strongest geniuses fight in the early rounds? There seemed to be a hidden force purposely spreading them out - this was their divine providence protecting them from injuries and bad luck .


These so-called “geniuses” were naturally favored by the high heaven . All were powerful and some have never lost before . In a fight between two tigers, one would fall . This would be decided by their own strength . Unsurprisingly enough, Feiyun got another free round .

The competition was heating up, same with the excited crowd . The six stages were filled with people . The combatants were arrogant and confident about their victory .

The biggest fight was none other than Li Xiaonan versus Long Qingyang . One was considered the number one expert of the Jin Dynasty, the other was the most “beautiful” in Qianlong Dynasty .

Ten thousand cultivators waited even before they made it on stage . Not even a fly could get past this thick crowd . One-third of all members in this imperial palace were present .



On the contrary, Feiyun didn’t care too much and walked over to the Earth stage, where Yan Ziyu faced Prince Hongye .

The two have fought back at the Yin Gou and Ziyu lost within thirteen moves . This was his toughest defeat, nearly shattering his confidence .

“How many moves will Ziyu be able to hand?” Bi Ningshuai followed Feiyun as well .

“Ziyu was the number one of Wanxiang, able to reach the eighth level of Immeasurable Tower to become a historical genius . In terms of battle power and wits, he’s not inferior to Potian and the others by much . There is a reason for his defeat last time . ” Feiyun analyzed .

“Which is?”

“Weapon . ”

“ . . . ” Ningshuai’s expression became unnatural .

Feiyun went on: “For cultivators, the spirit weapon’s grade, to a large degree, affects their overall battle power . This is even truer for an even fight . Back then, the prince had a third-ranked spirit treasure, Heaven-raising Rod, while Ziyu’s most suitable spear, the one he trained with his whole life, White Swallow, got stolen by you . No wonder why he lost so badly . ”

“Ahem… I have returned White Swallow to him, I only… borrowed it to play around . ” He felt quite bad because Ziyu was humiliated and disgraced before the crowd .

“He didn’t try to kill you?”

“Scholar Heaven Calculating gave it back to him for me . ” Ningshuai had also stolen a millennium root from Ziyu before and was chased for a long time . So if he were to return the spear in person, it could have been a fatal event .

Feiyun held his weapon essence even tighter right now . If this thief were to steal it, he would chase the guy forever as well .

Ziyu was the number one of the Hundreds’ List at Wanxiang, representing this holy ground . Only he and Ji Feng were left in the top thirteen, so the members of the school came to support him . Feiyun was here for that as well . He saw several familiar faces .

“Yan Ziyu, I love you! Bring glory to Wanxiang!” A girl and her friends from Pill Tower organized a rally .

Wang Meng was present as well with his Junior Brothers from Martial Tower . They made their way to the front of the stage and pinned two spears on the ground with a banner in the middle, “One thrust for Hongye’s blood and screams!”

Wang Meng was crazy and started shouting: “Ziyu, Ziyu, I love you! One thrust for Hongye’s blood and screams!”

“Ziyu, Ziyu, I love you! One thrust for Hongye’s blood and screams!”

Feiyun was speechless, this guy was something else, chanting such nauseating words . Ningshuai also shook his head, wanting to dig a hole and hide .

Another exceptional student was there - Scholar Heaven Calculating, dressed in a white robe, hair tied with a white ribbon . He hid his hands in his sleeves, looking leisurely with a faint smile .

Su Yun sat next to him . If he wasn’t blind, he would be in this competition right now . Alas, he had a new perspective in life, satisfied with spending a carefree life with his companion .

“Whoosh! Whoosh!” Two figures finally jumped on stage .

The prince was unreasonably tall; his legs looked like two pillars, hands as tough as steel . He wore a battle gown, showing off his muscular chest filled with hair . His skin had a black luster, brimming with explosive power .

This was a monster in the shape of a man . One punch from him could split the earth .

Yan Ziyu looked fragile in comparison . White daoist robe, long ribbons tying up his hair . This time around, he held his white-jade spear, seemingly one with his weapon - full of confidence .

“A loser like you dares to fight me again?” Prince Hongye’s head was three times the size of a normal man, his eyes four times the size . Just a glare could scare beasts away .

Ziyu didn’t lose his confidence and declared: “If you can beat me within thirteen moves again, I will kneel and kowtow . ”

The princes sneered: “I didn’t go all out last time, so just ten will be enough . Get ready to kneel…”

“Ziyu, Ziyu, I love you! One thrust for Hongye’s blood and screams!” Wang Meng ordered the crowd to roar again .

Ziyu stood there with his spear resting on his shoulder, shrouded with a white glow . He looked like a jade statue; his power became pure and had no openings .