Translator: Tamon
Translation Checker: Silavin
“Disciple contest?” Bai Yue muttered, gazing at Chen Changan.
Mei Niang smiled. “With Seventh Princess’ talent, you’re sure to become his disciple.”
Bai Yue shook her head. “The contest isn’t so simple, Mei Niang. I can’t guarantee I’ll win.”
“Why do you say that, Seventh Princess?”
“Across the endless Immortal Domains, geniuses are a dime a dozen. For Asura Demon Child and myself to recultivate on the Nine Province Continent of all places, many other Immortal Domain geniuses beside us must’ve come as well.”
Mei Niang was all smiles. “And? I think Seventh Princess and he are quite close, so ride his coattails. Besides, my Seventh Princes got the looks, the curves, so just…”
Seventh Princess cut her off, “Mei Niang, you’re babbling.”
Mei Niang beamed. “What’s your plan, Seventh Princess? There’s still time for you to recultivate in another Lower Realm.”
“No, this is an opportunity I can’t pass. I will definitely grasp it.” Bai Yue’s eyes shone. “It’ll also give me the chance to get acquainted with the other Domains’ geniuses.”
The cultivators at the Continent Assembly couldn’t stop talking from all the excitement. Even the Lords were touched and all they ever talked about was the position of Heavenly Dao Protector, of ruler over the Nine Province Continent.
Chen Changan decided on a disciple contest, including not just Ghost Province but the other eight as well.
One could only imagine the crowd of talent vying for his attention.
Chen Changan was more curious about something else, [How many recultivators are there on the Nine Province Continent?]
One thing was certain: they would all come to the disciple contest since they valued the cauldron so much.
Chen Changan was casual, sighing on the inside. He was not too keen on taking another disciple. It was all for upgrading the System that he was going through all the trouble.
Chen Changan glanced at Foxy and Ling Bao’er. The two had peak talents, courtesy of Creation, but even they were refused by the Nine Province Cauldron.
Chen Changan was certain that no genius on the Nine Province Continent could top his disciples’ talents.
[Is an Upper Realm recultivating genius’ talent that much higher? Are only they eligible for Heavenly Dao’s approval?]
Supposedly he did get one as a disciple. [That would be something.]
Now though, Chen Changan felt regret for letting Tun Tian off the hook. He knew almost nothing about the Upper Realm’s situation.
Tun Tian had to be a treasure trove of information, especially as an Immortal Lord.
The Continent Assembly stopped with the end of Demon Child, but more because of Chen Changan’s disciple contest being held so soon.
It had grave implications, and every genius had to get ready.
Most cultivators wanted to leave and get the news back as fast as possible.
All that remained were a few cultivators and a couple Lords. Without a cauldron, the nation-Lord title lost its meaning.
“Senior, we’ll be going as well. We shall pay our respects to Senior on Soaring Immortal Mountain on a later date.”
Nangong Tianwen wanted to return to Mist Province. But before that, he asked, “Ah’Miao, are you coming home with me?”
Ah’Miao shook her head, “Nope, I’m staying in Ghost Province.”
She smiled. “Besides, Senior is holding a disciple contest, and I want to become his disciple as well. I want to get the Nine Province Cauldron and reach the Heavenly Dao Protector status!”
Nangong Tianwen laughed and rubbed her head. “Ah’Miao, I believe in you. I’ll wait at Mist Province for the good news.”
Nangong Tianwen left.
Ah’Miao sighed. [We hardly got together, and Father already left.]
Bai Yue and Fox Demon Empress approached.
Mei Niang stayed put. She was an Immortal Lord Dao Protector, hiding in shadows for the moment when Bai Yue was in true danger.
“Ah’Miao, why didn’t you go with your Father? Since your betrothed monk died, he won’t be hard on you anymore.” Fox Demon Empress asked.
Bai Yue smiled. Her memories came back, but it didn’t affect her relationship with the catgirl.
Ah’Miao took a deep breath, her gaze hardening. “Grandmother, I want to be Senior’s disciple.”
Fox Demon Empress said, “The disciple contents? It won’t be easy.”
Ah’Miao smiled. “I know that, but I still want to try. I bet the disciple contest will be a rave.”
“Ah’Miao.”
“What is it, Bai Yue?”
“I’m also participating.”
Ah’Miao’s eyes lit up. “Perfect.”