Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

The scholar seated cross-legged on the chair, his cheeks faintly flushed, turned his head to look out the window and snorted coldly.

"Red powdered skeletons."

"As a sword cultivator, no matter how many red powdered skeletons I see, only my sword remains firm."

Chen Qiu grabbed a peanut and tossed it into his mouth, drained the cup of wine in his hand, and then, propping his cheek with his hand, he swept his gaze over the seven or eight girls, one after another, before waving his hand dismissively.

"Bring in another group."

"Alright."

...

Soon, the old madam led in another string of girls, one by one.

"How about this time?"

"..."

Chen Qiu, with an expressionless face, took out a few spirit stones from his bosom and threw them over, "Isn't this the same damn group from before? You think changing clothes fools me? Bring some top-tier girls with some clout."

The old madam, without a hint of embarrassment, joyfully picked up the spirit stones from the ground and tucked them into her bosom, then said excitedly, "Understood, understood."

...

This time, the old madam brought in only three.

But each one was a top-tier heavenly immortal in the eyes of mortals; their temperament and attire were first-class.

"Young master, how about this time?"

"Hmm."

Chen Qiu nodded and then gestured with his hand, "Keep all three."

"The one on the far left, take my brother to the side room next door; he's a bit shy, you take the initiative."

"Brother Qiu!"

The scholar, who had been pretending to be composed, could no longer hold back and said sternly, "I am a sword cultivator! Sword cultivators do not indulge in worldly pleasures!"

"Do not indulge in worldly pleasures?"

Chen Qiu shook his head, "I don't understand sword cultivation, but considering your leg's been crippled for so many years, you must be suffocated. As your sect leader, it's my duty to help you release some of that pent-up energy."

Half pushed, half escorted,

the scholar, his neck growing red, was led into a side room of the private chamber by the tall girl who had been on his left.

"Keep these two here; I'll have two more brothers coming over later, for them."

"Then..."

The old madam tentatively asked, "Won't you join in, young master?"

"I do not indulge in worldly pleasures."

"Oh."

The old madam tactfully closed the door and withdrew.

...

"Can you play any instruments?"

Chen Qiu, holding his wine glass, turned his head to look at the two girls in the private chamber and casually inquired.

Dressed in light gauzy skirts, the one on the left in pink and the girl on the right in blush red, their faces naturally very beautiful, every movement they made even carried a hint of shyness, and they seemed almost like maidens untouched by men.

"Yes, we can also dance, would you like to see, young master?"

"Show me."

Soon,

the girl in the pink dress sat on a high stool cradling a pipa, her face sorrowful as she softly sang while gazing out the window, while the remaining girl in the blush red long dress danced in the dim light of the room.

The dance was very graceful.

And Chen Qiu's thoughts gradually drifted, he turned his head to look out at the bustling street, not sure what was on his mind, but felt that at this moment, things seemed very peaceful, as peaceful as when he was beside the stream in the canyon.

It was a kind of tranquility, yet it was not.

...

Just at this moment——

The scholar's disciple brother came out of the private room expressionlessly, followed by a very embarrassed Fat Long and the scholar brother's noticeably frustrated and indignant cursing.

"I told you not to misuse your entries like that..."

Fat Long tugged at the scholar's disciple brother's sleeve somewhat embarrassedly: "Your brother also needs his own space. We could have just walked back, it's not that far. Don't scare your brother witless, that would be a real sin."

The scholar's disciple brother stood by without saying a word, his face expressionless.

Fat Long didn't say anything more but dashed to Chen Qiu's side and took out an enormous parchment: "Brother Qiu, the names listed here are of those who pose a strong threat to your ranking within the top three."

Chen Qiu waved his hand to signal the two girls to wait in another room, then frowned as he looked at the parchment list.

"So many names, huh?"

"Must be seventy or eighty, right?"

"Yeah."

Fat Long nodded helplessly: "Brother Qiu, although your Cultivation has been improving rapidly, you are currently only at the fifth layer of Foundation Establishment. This time, in the Heavenly Pride Leaderboard competition, there are several Heavenly Prides with Golden Core Cultivation."

"Plus other Heavenly Prides with at least the seventh layer of Foundation Establishment, and there are so many of them."

"Most of the Heavenly Prides' entries cannot be investigated, only a small portion of them can be known."

"For example, this 'True Disciple' from the Mechanical Puppet Sect is unanimously considered by the outsiders to be a strong contender for the top ten. This cultivator employs the rare, long-lost Puppet Cultivation."

"They use demon beast flesh and blood and resentful spirits, combined with various heavenly and earthly treasures, to create powerful Mechanical Puppets."

"They control the puppets with Spiritual Energy to fight for themselves."

"It is said that this time they have prepared a large amount of heavenly and earthly treasures, intending to seize one of the top three spots and then construct a Lifebound Puppet from the Heavenly Dao."

"The Puppet can be controlled remotely with Spiritual Energy or even piloted from within."

"Its entire body is made of the very rare 'Black Shining Stone' which can significantly absorb damage from Spells, making it your most troublesome opponent this time, Brother Qiu. It somewhat counters you."

"All the information is here, but most of this information is publicly available. What I can find out, others can too. There's so much surveillance that there are hardly any secrets left."

"Take a look, Brother Qiu."

...

Chen Qiu didn't say anything more, gesturing with a wave of his hand for Fat Long and the girls to go off and play in the adjacent room before he started to frown at the stack of information handed to him.

It had to be said.

Indeed, there were many strong contenders.

Almost every Heavenly Pride listed here was fully supported by a sect and family; not a single weak one among them, and their entry pairs were all well-matched.

In this situation, he felt if he didn't use Self-Destruction Terms, it would be tough even to make it into the top twenty.

And he didn't have that many entries to self-destruct with, to begin with.

There were seven more days until the competition officially started.

In those seven days, he should be able to raise his Cultivation to around the seventh or eighth layer of Foundation Establishment with the help of Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pills. By then, paired with his Thunder Summoning Technique and the newly learned 'Nine Poison Nether Soul Technique', he should be able to fight those at the peak of Foundation Establishment Cultivation.

But those early-stage Golden Core Heavenly Prides would be a bit more troublesome.

He had a Golden Core stage resentful spirit on his back; if he could start a snowball effect, it wasn't out of reach, yet those Heavenly Prides were the very peak of Da Xia's younger generation.

They would undoubtedly be difficult to handle.

"..."

Chen Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly as he began to consider whether there was a chance to overturn the situation before the competition started.

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It would start and end on schedule.

If he couldn't beat them, he would overturn the tables.

If he were the only one to enter the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm, then he would undoubtedly be the rightful number one.