Chapter 242 - Chapter 242: 242, [The Prestige of the Demon Sect’s Young Elder] (Thanks to the Alliance Hierarch Ruan Shanxiong” for the reward) (1/2)
Chapter 242: 242, [The Prestige of the Demon Sect’s Young Elder] (Thanks to the Alliance Hierarch “Ruan Shanxiong” for the reward)
Translator: 549690339
The Outer Sect Competition could be likened to a… school sports day?
Just like in sports day, school leaders usually take the stage to make a speech, always starting with the phrase, “I’ll keep it brief.”
This is a necessary procedure at the Demon Sect as well. Sect Master Shen Yan typically gives a brief, casual address, never saying much.
Firstly, because that’s the Demon Sect’s style, and secondly, because he’s not the scholarly type and dislikes hassle.
Mao Nanbei sat beside Lu Xun, swinging her short legs in the air since they didn’t reach the ground, and snarked, “Every time it’s just the same few phrases, with a couple of words changed.”
Lu Xun:
During the procedure, Mao Nanbei turned to Lu Xun and murmured, “Little junior brother, how about a bet between us?”
“Oh? Fourth senior sister should know, that opening a gambling game in our Demon Sect requires a contribution of five hundred Spirit Stones,” Lu Xun joked.
“Tsk! As if I lack Spirit Stones!” Mao Nanbei said, shaking the small bell on her wrist.
She really didn’t lack them. Whenever she spent hers, she could always ask her third senior brother for more. He always gave her some, with each time more than the last.
After all, she was just over a hundred years old – wasn’t it normal for her to want some spending money?
“Then fourth senior sister can pay my share as well,” Lu Xun suggested.
Mao Nanbei:
“I’ll pay! Will you bet or not!” she said while stamping her foot in mid-air.
“Fine, fourth senior sister should go ahead and tell me what this bet is about,” Lu Xun said, smiling.
Mao Nanbei winked at him and said, “Little junior brother, do you think that during this Outer Sect Competition, some challenger will break the rules and claim to challenge you?”
Hearing this, Lu Xun laughed again, “I bet – they will!”
“Eh!?” Mao Nanbei’s cat ears stood straight up.
“No fair! I wanted to bet that someone would, you need to choose something different!” she whined.
“Then I bet… there will be quite a few?” Lu Xun teased her.
“Ahh!” Mao Nanbei pouted, her little foot stamping in mid-air, again. “No! You have to bet there won’t be any!”
“Okay okay, I’ll bet there won’t be any. If I lose, I forfeit this month’s dessert, how about that?” Lu Xun decided to play the game with his cat-eared little Lolita.
As long as the little kitty was happy.
“Deal! A bet’s a bet!” Mao Nanbei extended her small fist and Lu Xun raised his own, gently bumping it against hers.
Lin Chan stood to the side, watching the spectacle with a smile. In her eyes, it seemed like her master was simply trying his best to entertain her junior uncle.
However, in all honesty, Lu Xun had already prepared his mentality for the possibility of someone breaking the rules and proclaiming to challenge him.
He thought it’s quite a normal occurrence.
After all, he and the participants of the Outer Sect Competition were all from the same batch in the Cultivation World – the same batch being defined as those who joined within the same five-year period.
The only difference was his unique status, excluding him from the Outer Sect disciples.
The challengers could generally be split into two categories.
One kind sought to learn, hoping to improve via exchanges, this was the exchange faction.
The other kind sought fame, hoping to make a name for themselves through the Demon Sect. This was the traffic-hitching faction.
And among these two factions, those with larger than life personalities would definitely favour Lu Xun.
The former looked forward to his guidance, whereas the latter just wanted to catch a wave of his popularity.
Imagine many years later, when Lu Xun became a giant in the cultivation world. They could gloat: “Back in the day, I took a few stances from him.”
That actually sounded kind of impressive.
Of course, challenging Lu Xun was definitely against the rules.
Lu Xun held a unique status, not just any Tom, Dick or Harry could challenge him. Where would the Demon Sect’s face be then?
Just like an Olympic champion wouldn’t be expected to compete with any random person who challenges them, right?
Therefore, whether to take on the challenge or not ultimately depends on Lu Xun’s mood.
Also, in terms of prestige, unless his opponent was of a sufficient caliber, for example individuals like Ye Sui’an and Xiao Ran, else Lu Xun challenging didn’t seem worth it.
The forum’s “Live Stream” was in full swing, and the inexperienced newbie players were extremely excited, gaining immense happiness from watching the stream.
“I want to participate in something like this!”
“Me too!”
“I want to meet these masters!”