My Life as a Cultivator in a Game

Chapter 16: The Beginning of the Grand Competition

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Wang Wulian stepped down from the stage, and Lu Yi turned to Lu Ling, who seemed eager to try, and smiled, “Ling, shall we have a friendly match now?”

Lu Ling was momentarily taken aback and asked, “Lu Yi, you just had a battle. Don’t you need some rest?”

Lu Yi chuckled and replied, “My White Cloud Qi Refining Art allows me to recover quickly. I don’t need rest.”

The surrounding onlookers could not help but gasp.

“The White Cloud Sword at the Regain Simplicity stage, White Cloud Stance in the Transformation stage, and even the White Cloud Qi Refining Art is at a high level? Lu Yi is amazing.”

“Lu Yi’s comprehension is astonishingly high. I envy him. If I had half of his comprehension, that would be amazing.”

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Amidst the private conversations, Lu Ling also glanced deeply at Lu Yi. To be honest, even he felt envious.

Quickly putting those thoughts aside, Lu Ling smiled nonchalantly and said, “In that case, I won’t hold back.”

With a light step, Lu Ling gracefully ascended the stage.

Lu Yi observed and noticed that Lu Ling had also cultivated the White Cloud Stance. Just like him, Lu Ling had mastered this technique quite well.

Lu Ling positioned himself and drew his long sword, saying, “Lu Yi, let’s do this!”

“After you!” Lu Yi smiled.

Without further ado, the two of them rushed toward each other.

Similar to his bout with Wang Wulian, Lu Yi sparred with Lu Ling for a considerable time. While Lu Ling’s sword technique might not be at Wang Wulian’s level, his speed was slightly faster. However, both were more or less on par with Lu Yi, who maintained control throughout the fight.

After a substantial period of sparring, Lu Yi eventually defeated Lu Ling, giving him face and leaving Lu Ling quite satisfied.

Following the match with Lu Ling, while Wang Wulian had not finished his insights, Lu Yi decided to take a break.

Although Lu Yi was not particularly tired, and his spiritual energy was still around half, he did not want to be seen as a monster if he did not recover a bit.

And so, Lu Yi consecutively sparred with Wang Wulian and Lu Ling. The surrounding cultivators formed a circle, witnessing the precious stage of the White Cloud Sword in hopes of gaining insights.

The sparring continued throughout the morning. Lu Yi completed sixteen sessions, fulfilling sixteen tasks, and obtaining sixteen Perfect-Grade Qi Condensation Elixirs.

The Qi Condensation Elixirs would be sufficient for Lu Yi’s cultivation until the start of the Grand Competition. Lu Yi felt it was about time.

After the bouts with Lu Ling and Wang Wulian, Lu Yi smiled faintly and spoke, “Ling, Wulian, I think we can stop here for today. I’ve gained a lot from our exchanges, and I’m grateful for your guidance.”

Both Lu Ling and Wang Wulian were taken aback by his words, then quickly shook their heads.

Lu Ling expressed his gratitude, “Lu Yi, you’re too modest. This morning’s sparring was highly beneficial to me. With some luck, I might break through to the Transformation stage in my sword technique soon. All thanks to you!”

Beside Lu Ling, Wang Wulian nodded in agreement and said, “Ling is right. My sword technique is just a step away from the Transformation stage, all thanks to you!”

Lu Yi lightly patted his pocket and his chest where he kept the sixteen Perfect-Grade Qi Condensation Elixirs. He modestly said, “You are too kind.”

In this friendly atmosphere between the three, Lu Yi bid his farewells and left. Many onlookers around him made way, acknowledging the renown of his White Cloud Sword at the Regain Simplicity stage. They expressed gratitude, as well, for they were gaining insights even from just observing the matches.

For cultivators, witnessing battles among powerful senior disciples was even more effective for cultivation than their regular practice. Lu Yi’s morning sparring had a teaching effect on them as well.

Leaving the Martial Arena, Lu Yi returned to White Sun Peak and started his training for the day.

While the morning was spent cultivating the White Cloud Sword, the afternoon was dedicated to the White Cloud Stance, and the evening was reserved for the White Cloud Qi Refining Art. He hardly took any breaks during this period. The diligence reminded Lu Yi of his high school days when he used to study overnight for exams—a memory he could not help but cringe at.

However, there was a stark difference between studying for exams and cultivation. While both required diligence, Lu Yi found cultivation to be more gratifying. He could visibly feel himself growing stronger as he completed tasks and absorbed insights.

And so, time swiftly passed, reaching half a month later.

On this day, Lu Yi opened his eyes, a faint white spiritual light flickering within them. It gradually dissipated, and he let out a sigh of relief, “The time has come.”

Today was the day of the Grand Competition.

Lu Yi got up and headed to the main hall of the residence. Inside, Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi were already seated at the table, breakfast laid out before them. Despite that, neither of them had touched their food.

Upon Lu Yi’s entrance, both of them turned to look at him. Lu Gaoyang’s expression was solemn as he asked, “Yi, the Grand Competition is beginning today. How do you feel?”

Wang Siqi also gazed at Lu Yi. During this period, Wang Siqi and Lu Gaoyang had not discussed much about the Grand Competition in front of Lu Yi.

However, in reality, at the Affairs Hall outside, many disciples would occasionally inquire about Lu Yi’s situation from his parents. After all, Lu Yi’s remarkable performance during the lecture made him quite renowned among the outer sect disciples.

If Lu Yi did not perform well this time, his parents could only imagine the criticism they might receive. For that, Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi did not want to burden Lu Yi with unnecessary pressure.

Lu Yi smiled and replied, “Rest assured, Father, I feel very confident.”

Over these past two weeks, Lu Yi had not been idly playing around. He had diligently cultivated every day and seen substantial progress. His attributes had once again changed.

Character: Lu Yi

Cultivation Base: Level 7 Qi Refiner

Cultivation Technique: White Cloud Qi Refining Art (Level 8)

Arts: White Cloud Sword (Level 8), White Cloud Stance (Level 8)

All of Lu Yi’s cultivation technique and arts had reached level 8. Honestly, he was not entirely sure of his strength. After all, the power of level 8 techniques was astonishing. He did not dare to test them in his small courtyard, fearing he might accidentally demolish it.

Regardless, Lu Yi felt that he was ready for the Grand Competition. He had not forgotten that he still had a task to accomplish during the competition. He wondered what rewards awaited him if he managed to secure the first place.

Lu Yi was filled with anticipation.

Seeing Lu Yi’s confident expression, both Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi felt relieved. Wang Siqi smiled and said, “I knew you would do just fine!”

Lu Gaoyang also wore a rare smile and said, “Isn’t there a saying? Like father, like son!”

Lu Yi looked at Lu Gaoyang speechlessly, never before encountering such shamelessness. Lu Yi thought, ‘Did he just call himself a strong father? Unbelievable!’

“Let’s eat! After breakfast, we’ll head to the Martial Arena together!” Lu Gaoyang laughed.

Every year, the location of the Grand Competition was at the Martial Arena.

As the grandest event of the outer sect, nearly all outer disciples would gather at the Martial Arena during the Grand Competition. While not everyone participated, they could still watch the matches. This was beneficial for weaker disciples as well since they could observe the battles between stronger senior brothers and sisters.

Since the disciples were all there, the elders and attendants, who would otherwise be idle, would also join in the excitement.

This was the case for Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi. Furthermore, this year, it was their son who was participating. They certainly had to go and show their support.

After breakfast, the three of them made their way to the Martial Arena.