When Chen Qingming heard Wang Jiu say that he had a solution, he was shocked and immediately expressed his rejection, but soon became curious again.

"Hey, don't you want to use the great immortal art of the Jiuzhou era to reincarnate me and participate in the Qingyun Competition decades later? Then why not freeze me!"

Wang Jiu said: "The reincarnation magic will only be used when I recover more than 30% of my strength, so the ranking of this plan is currently ranked fifth."

"Wait, have you really considered reincarnation and rebirth?!"

Wang Jiu said strangely: "Please ask me to find a way to help you win the championship, but there is no regulation that you cannot use the reincarnation magic."

"How could normal people think of such bizarre things as reincarnation magic!"

Wang Jiu further questioned: "Do you think a normal person has a way to make a 14-year-old girl win the Qingyun Competition?"

"...I'm sorry, I'm wrong. I'd better give up on this matter, really." Chen Qingming persuaded, "I have decided to apologize to Lu Xin. As for rewards like Primitive Sword Spirit, it's not that indispensable to me."

If Chen Qingming said this a quarter of an hour ago, Wang Jiu would have really left the Qingyun Competition behind him, but at this time, the Qingyun Competition was a matter of real concern to him, so of course it would not be possible to let it go.

"You don't need to think about the Qingyun Competition, just leave it to me to handle it later. Practice step by step, and I will help you win the championship in three months."

"Hey..." Seeing that Wang Jiu was speaking seriously and didn't want to ruin his excitement, the girl agreed first, "Okay, I look forward to your magical powers... Alas, if you really win the championship, it would really be a good face for the Li family. As the first Immortal Cultivation Family in Qingyun and one of the seven major families in Xiangzhou, the Li family has not won the Qingyun Competition Championship for a long time."

At the same time, in a magnificent luxury palace in the middle of Qingyun City, Qian Long, the richest man in Qingyun, was solemnly admonishing a tall and mighty young monk with a golden armor and silver helmet.

"Ye'er, in more than three months, the Qingyun Competition will be there. I only have one requirement for you, and I will win the championship."

The golden monk laughed: "Dad, you are trying to force others again. The Qingyun Competition is a ten-year monk event. The monks around Qingyun City will gather here, and there are crowds of people. How easy is it to win the championship..."

Before he finished speaking, Qian Long was furious and said, "Stop trying to get me carelessly. What's so difficult? Although there are many monks in Qingyun City, how many are there under the age of 20? How many are there under the age of 20 and have good teachers, good qualifications, and good resources?"

Qian Ye scratched his helmet: "Qingyun City is so big, there are always tens of thousands of people, right?"

"Bah!" Qian Long stared at his angered second son, who was so angry that he was fool who could not do anything but practice. He was born with no chance of getting involved with numbers. As long as the number exceeded one hundred, it would be tens of thousands in his concept.

A few years ago, when Qian Long congratulated Qian's grandfather on his 200th birthday, the idiot actually said in front of many elders of the family, "The great man lived tens of thousands of years, comparable to the prehistoric turtle, which is extremely admirable..." He was so angry that he broke the idiot's leg on the spot.

"Let me tell you, judging from the situation of the previous two sessions, there are about ten thousand monks who are qualified to sign up for the competition..."

Qian Yexi said: "It turns out that there are tens of thousands of people."

"Shut up!" Qian Long slapped over, "Most of these ten thousand people are the ones who are only ten years old who can barely break the wind barrier. They come here to join in the fun, not even monks! In the true sense, there are only more than a thousand people who can be called monks."

"It sounds quite a bit."

Qian Long said: "However, these more than a thousand people have only barely entered the threshold of cultivators. Most of them are still wandering around Yunyong Realm. Such opponents cannot be counted in front of the three major aristocratic families. Generally, there are no more than one hundred people who are truly qualified to be opponents. Almost half of these hundred people are from the inner sects of the three major aristocratic families, and they basically have the ability to cultivate at mid-stage or above Yunyong Realm."

When Qian Ye heard this, he asked curiously: "Hey, only half of the three major families?"

"Otherwise, how much do you expect to occupy??" Qian Long asked, "The three major families include all the disciples of the inner and outer sects. The cultivators they own do not account for one-tenth of the Qingyun area, but the high-end power accounts for nearly half. The later stage, the higher the proportion of the three major families. In recent years, many people have protested against this issue of uneven strength and weakness, the gap between the rich and the poor... In short, back to the topic, this Qingyun Competition is not qualified to be your opponent. Under the age of 20 and above the late stage of Yunyong Realm, there will definitely be no more than twenty such people in Qingyun City. Among these twenty people, there are almost unique people who can have the top inheritance like you, and the top magic weapons are almost unique! So you have no reason not to win the championship! And more importantly, if you miss this opportunity, it is almost impossible for the Qian family to win the Qingyun Competition."

Speaking of this, Qian Long sighed: "Although the Qian family is known as the three major families of Qingyun, compared with the Li family, the inheritance is different from the Lu family. Even the Lu family is much stronger than the Qian family. Over the past few hundred years, the champions of the Qingyun competition have been basically won by those two families, and the Qian family has won the championship in a handful of times. No matter how earth-shaking genius the family appears, the gap will appear immediately with the peers of the Li family Lu family... My father claimed to be a genius in the Qian family in a hundred years, but he simply lost to Li Fengyun in the final. That feeling is really bad."

Qian Yeqi said: "Since that's the case, why do you ask me to win the championship? You still ask me for something you can't do yourself. Isn't it a bit shameless?"

"You rebellious son!" Qian Long was furious and knocked Qian Ye out of the door with a golden pallet.

After a while, Qian Ye came back with a smile: "Dad, what else is there? I want to practice."

"I haven't finished speaking yet!" Qian Long said angrily, "I tell you that the time node of this Qingyun Competition is very beneficial to the Qian family. Among your young monks, although there are many talents, only your age is closest to 20 years old. The rest, like Li Wanqing of the Li family, is only 17 years old, and Lu Fangchen of the Lu family is only 16 years old. His cultivation level is at least one stage worse than you. It's not worth worrying. Moreover, your cultivation talent is definitely not inferior to the so-called geniuses of the Li and Lu families. In addition to the resources I bet on you for the past ten years, you are the natural champion candidate!"

Qian Ye said: "Dad, this account cannot be calculated like this. You are too ideal. In the competition, we are not just looking at the level of realm and equipment, otherwise we can just calculate the combat power before fighting..."

"You are just trying to piss me to death, right?" Qian Long's heart was about to explode.

Qian Ye said, "Look, you are a great master at the peak of Paishan Realm. You are still so angry that I, a young junior at the peak of Yunyong Realm. It can be seen that the cultivation level is completely different from actual combat..."

"I don't need you to educate me on the actual combat!" Qian Long squirted, "Tell you, if you can't win the championship this time, you can prepare your immortal cultivation fund yourself!"

Qian Ye was shocked: "Dad!? How can I make money? Don't make things difficult for me!"

"Yes, you can't do anything except cultivating immortals. If you can't achieve anything in cultivating immortals, what's the use of me, I want you, a rebellious son! Listen, this time it's not a joke or a scare. If you can't get the championship back, you won't have my support. Do you understand?"

Qian Ye realized that his father was serious, and he restrained all his jokes and thought about it seriously.

After a while, he spoke slowly, his voice deeper than ever before: "Dad, if you ask me to say seriously, I am sure to win the championship in this Qingyun Competition. I have also competed with the geniuses of Li and Lu families. Except for Li Wanqing that year, I felt a little tricky, and others like Lu Fangchen were indeed not worth worrying. However, if you want to win the championship, you can't just limit your attention to the three major families. I remember that in the last Qingyun Competition, my brother almost failed in the hands of a casual cultivator."

Qian Long said: "That's right, that's why I want you to put out all your energy to prepare for the battle from now on."

"Dad, I want to practice [All the World]."

"..." Qian Long didn't speak or even breathe for a whole minute.

Qian Ye said seriously: "Dad, I am now at the peak of the Yunfeng Realm. I have half my foot stepped into the Yunfeng Realm. My natal technique [rich can rival a country] has reached the tenth level of heaven. The golden palm has the eighth level of heaven. All the prerequisites for practicing the universe are met."

"..." Qian Long began to frown slowly and seriously considered Qian Ye's request.

"Below the Fengyun Realm, Qiankun Yishu is the most powerful explosion magic in the world. Even when it reaches the Fengyu Realm, Qiankun Yishu is also the top level. If I can master this technique skillfully, I am confident that no one can stop my first three moves from breaking out in this competition."

Qian Long's eyelids twitched slightly: "The first three moves... do you know that each move is almost a hundred spirit stones!"

Qian Ye said: "But compared with the champion, a few spirit stones are no big deal, right?"

Qian Long narrowed his eyes and pondered.

Indeed, if you can really win the championship, let alone hundreds of spirit stones, even tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, it is worth it. The reward for the champion itself is still second-although treasures such as the original sword spirit are already priceless. The key is the added value brought by the championship halo.

The Qingyun Competition champion endorses fairy costumes, exclusive title foods for one championship in ten years, "Why can I become a champion - Qian Ye's Biography" and related animation and film and television works... If these resources can be fully developed, just tens of thousands of spirit stones are really not worth mentioning.

What's more, we can take this opportunity to talk to the mysterious envoy of the Holy Sect. If we can get the support of the Holy Sect, the status of the Qian family can also rise. Even if we can't compare to the original family of the seven major families of the Li family, it will not be worse than the Lu family's division...

Thinking of this, Qian Long finally nodded: "Okay, I'll allow you to practice everything."
Chapter completed!