In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park

Chapter 107 Where The Hell Are They?

So the time has come!

Taiwo's eyes lit up in excitement!

The Provincial Genius Competition was 3 months from now, and each province had to send in their champion, depending on how many quotas they had.

Soon enough, the Royal families should send the respective quotas to the various sects in the Tah province.

Even though the most famous sects were the Holy Fountain Sect, Profound Sect, and the Mystical Force sect... There were 8 more sets recognized by the Royals and scattered around the massive Tah Province.

But these were lesser-ranked sects, no one ever talked about.

Each year, rankings go out after a fierce competition, putting all sects in 4 categories; The Top, Mid, Low, and Unknown.

Of course, the 3 most famous sects were all in the Top category.

However, the Profound Sect was always dead last among the 3, which sometimes frightened them because if one wasn't careful, the 1st ranking sect in the Mid-category could one day overtake them when push comes to shove.

In fact, being the last in any category was frightening... especially if one is within the Unknown Category.

That just meant that they were so weak that people didn't even bother knowing their names.

It was brutal but accurate.

And at times, some sects in that category end up closing down for good.

Since the beginning, several sects started up but also disbanded just a few years later.

When starting a set, they had to worry about not getting into trouble with other bigger sects, even those in the Low-category.

Because if that were the case, the elders of the sect they offended could destroy their sect like nothing.

Not to talk of evil entities that could randomly show up and take over their site instead.

Truthfully, it was hard to start up without a backer.

As for evil cults and evil sects, of course they existed.

But they existed without Royal permission, hidden in the shadows to carry out their evil works.

Many sects were always tasked with eradicating them yearly, per the law.

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Taiwo thought of the Provincial Genius Competition 3 months away.

It looked like it was also time for the Holy Fountain sect to hold its inner competition.

He wasn't just going to give these quotas to those who were weak, now would he?

Of course, there were always popular candidates in the sect that no one doubted would win a quota for themselves.

The most thrilling thing was that after all sects select their champion based on their quotas, they would go to Yanging Province and compete with the influential people there.

Of course, those from Bailong province will also go to Yanging as well.

As for what the students were fighting for, it was a chance to represent their province... But a chance to get into the Yanging Sacred Institution.

That's right!

It was the Yanging Sacred Institution!!!

So how could they not get excited?

It was the most popular place in the entire Lower Realm!

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To put it accurately, the Yanging Royals had made some pact with some big Shots in the Ordinary Domain above.

And all this was because millions of years ago, a Yanging royal ascended and became one of the strongest within the Domain above.

Legend has it that he also created a Mighty sect in the Domain above.

But he never forgot where he came from.

And so every time the rift allowing those above to go below would open up, he would send people from his powerful sect to build what was now called the Sacred Yanging Institute.

One should know that even with the rift open, one needed permission from the council in the Ordinary Domain or any higher Domain to descend.

The Lower realm didn't have a council, because where else would they descend to?

But every other realm had such things... Unless one had someone in the council that could make things happen or a godly teleportation artifact that could do the job.

It was the first; this was more understandable.

But if it were the latter, no one would believe such an artifact existed... Even if it did. (Chu Che's mother had one).

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Anyway, millions and millions of years ago, that Yanging ancestor built the institute to better the Yanging province.

But, of course, there were several rules that he had to follow, or else the council would have his head.

Firstly, he couldn't share over 98% of the info or even cultivation techniques.

This went the same for artifacts too.

Anyway, what he sent were the useless and worthless things of the Ordinary Domain.

But here in the Lower Realm, these artifacts, skills, rune formations, and whatnot were heaven-defying for people.

So the Sacred institute instantly became a place that only the best could enter.

There was a terrifyingly strong qi-gathering array in the institute that made people refuse to leave.

Of course, to those above, this array was nothing.

But those here were practically shipping it.

Yanging province itself already had the richest qi-infused land in the Lower Realm when compared to the other provinces.

So if they were getting excited about the gathering array in the institute, one could already feel the powerful aura within the institute.

Thinking of all this, Taiwo could only pray that out of the many people he sent out, at least 1 or 2 would make it into the institution.

It was just a shame that they in the Tah province had thinner veins when compared to those in the other provinces.

It would take too long for them to absorb more qi and get stronger, making them always the weakest in the bunch.

He heard that once one ascended, their veins would open up slightly to adjust to the realm above.

Rumors also said that there were techniques in the Ordinary Realm to open up the veins a little more.

Sadly, all this can also be possible once they ascend.

Until then, there was nothing none of them could do.

Sigh...

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With that, Taiwo started making plans for the inter-sect competition.

Of course, he wasn't the only one.

Within the same Rainbow city, the Profound Sect leader was going crazy when he saw Nianzu and Tsongai's letters.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

What the hell did these bastards take him for?

There was a serious competition underway, rather than them hurrying back with the few disciples they took... They were busy joking around instead.

They took Little Lulu, for heaven's sake! And a few other good ones who were supposed to perform in the inter-sect competition too.

And now, they wanted him to believe the contents of this ridiculous letter?

Was hell was this?

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A joke?