In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park



What a sight to behold!

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The Grand Oglum Arena was far grander than any stadium back in Chu Che's former world.

If anything, it was 20 times wider, giving Chu Che the illusion it could swallow the entire world.

Millions of people swarmed in from all corners of the Lower realm for the competition.

They looked like tiny dots scattered about the great arena.

But the most amazing thing was that no matter how far or how high one sat, they would be able to watch the competition as though it unfolded inches from them.

Why? Because they were cultivators.

Their sight was sharper and their vision was great enough to see activities happening from the many seats.

Amazing!

The golden structure glistened beautifully in the sun, as it fulfilled its promise of a grand show.

It seemed that not just any type of battle could be held in this arena.

Every time the arena was used, it was for major competitions like these that always brought a massive wave of onlookers to the show.

The crowd of spectators in and out of the arena was also rowdy too.

"Crazy! I just saw Goddess Lyta! Damn! I can now die in peace with no regrets. Did you see that? Goddess Lyta winked at me just now! Do you think if I talk to her she will be my woman?"

"F*** you! It's obviously me she's winking at! And you dare to say you can talk to her? I think up five made a mistake because even I won't talk to ugly people on a regular day."

"Son of a bitch! Are you calling me ugly?"

"Look! Look! Isn't that symbol the one belonging to the Maylang Medical Tower?"

"Yes! Yes! You're right! All 98 carriages and the hundreds of people/guards escorting them in should be from the Medical Tower."

"Ahhhh! I was forced to fall on my knees by them... Tsk. As expected of the #1 Alchemy organization in the Lower Realm. Their carriages are not easy. It's an honor to fall from the powerful aura they displayed."

"That's right. If they can't even intimidate I, a small fry, then I'll really look down on them from here on out!"

"Hey! Look! It's the Heaven Bearing Sect! As the number one sect in Yanging, they're going to win most places in the competition."

Many spoke on the outstanding Yanging sects like the Red Tiger sect, The Drunken Valley sect, and the Cloud Sword Sect.

With the Heaven Bearing Sect, all 4 sects were called the Magnificent 4.

In Yanging, the magnificent 4 stood high above the many others.

However, it wasn't only those from Yanging that the spectators took more of.

Those from the Eminent Light sect in Bailong were also appreciated.

It was rare for the egoistic Yanging folk to put in hood words for any insect other than Yanginng's.

This only showed that the Eminent Light sect was indeed a force to be reckoned with.

Of course, the Holy Fountain sect from the Tah province also received a few praises here and there.

At least, over the many competitions, they had given the royal family and all Tah people face by making it through the many competition rounds.

That is... Even if they ended up losing, the fact that they didn't get eliminated and had a history of having at least one person making it to the final round, was enough to make many Tah people smile from molar to molar.

High in the stand, many elders and influential parties calmly took to their seats.

From time to time, the crowd would look at these grand elders with awe and majesty.

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Sect Leader Sydan ruffled his beard in a playful demeanor.

His eyes had turned Crescent, his smile evident and his aura even more arrogant than ever. Looking at the other elders, he pretended to be pitiful.

Sigh...

"It seems this year, I shall take the highest honor again. For once, I would like your disciples to snatch more winning shots from me. But what can I do? Who asked my disciples to be so strong?"

The other sect leaders felt like bashing Elder Sydan's brains with their bare hands but knew that would be suicide.

Don't be deceived by Sydan's boisterous demeanor. He was one of the most dangerous entities in the entire lower Realm.

Everyone knew it was just a matter of time before he ascended.

Just a powerful man was not to be threaded lightly.

The elders in his sect seated behind him were also very proud and arrogant to belong to the same sect as their sect master.

The stronger you are, the more fans and support you get. That was just the way of the world. But of course, there were some who weren't all that afraid of Sydan, as they were closer to him.

"You shameless old man! Are you trying to rub it in our faces? I guarantee you that my Red Tiger Sect will take more spots this time."

The one who spoke was Sect Master Randol, who was surprisingly on very close terms with Elder Sydan.

Sydan's sect was the number one sect in Yanging, while Randol's sect was number two.

Logically, they should be on each other's necks.

But who made them become sworn brothers when they were still in their younger days? They took on separate missions in their prospective sects and met outside by chance, defeating their enemies together.

Since then, they've been friends and stayed that way too.

Everyone knew the Heaven Bearing Sect took The Red Tiger Sect as its ally.

Seeing their friendship was enviable.

Elders from other sects scoffed, thinking of how many times they had tried to set both sides against each other but failed.

But for the competitions, many sects knew they had to work together to bring the warriors from both sects down... And so, a scheme briefed in the dark.