Chapter 204
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Chapter 204: Title
The Heavenly Law Battleground is accessible to all intelligent beings—research has proven its system appears to distribute access autonomously.
Blanketing the entire Blue Star, this network automatically grants accounts through synchronization the moment any creature develops intelligence.
With 2.8 billion tickets sold, the East-West exchange meeting would see unprecedented attendance. Though unimaginable, the battleground flawlessly processed every system login on the appointed day.
Spectators faced strict entry rules: thirty-minute admission windows with nonrefundable tickets.
This figure represented nearly half of Blue Star’s seventy billion population—the remainder either bound by duties or limited to broadcast viewing.
—Ten points remain attainable yet never trivial to acquire.
Villa halfway up the mountain.
Ao Lan glared at the lingering Mo Ci. "Why are you still here? Must you hover during my private time with friends?"
"Your Highness ordered my supervision."
"Second Brother said ‘watch,’ not ‘suffocate.’" Ao Lan’s cold snort made Xiao Ye and Song Zihang bite back their defense, recalling the prince’s earlier warnings.
Mo Ci adjusted his cufflinks. "Constant surveillance isn’t necessary. As Your Highness’s aide, I’ve other responsibilities." His neutral tone walked the line between courtesy and indifference. "Fewer complications if Third Prince followed protocol."
"Stay then!" Ao Lan stormed upstairs, shouting over his shoulder, "Xiao Ye! Song Zihang! Move!"
The awkward pair hesitated until Mo Ci broke the silence. "Spoiled royalty breeds caprice. Pay no mind."
"Of course not!" Xiao Ye bobbed her head. "We’ll…retire upstairs now, Brother Mo Ci."
"Refreshments will follow."
Ao Lan’s chamber.
No trace of anger remained as the prince welcomed his companions. Soon, clinking trays announced the housekeeper’s arrival.
The spacious suite’s parlor area held three conspirators around a snack-laden table. Ao Lan’s gaze lingered on the bolted door before relaxing.
"Prepared?"
Nods answered.
"Mo Ci expects us here. By discovery time…" The prince’s grin widened.
Three blinks later—emptiness.
Battleground.
"Remarkable renovations!" Ao Lan pivoted, drinking in transformed vistas.
Gone were the stark arenas and utilitarian stands. The new Battleground thrummed with energy, its enhanced systems permitting seamless match navigation.
The Battleground automatically recommends arenas based on grade and popularity.
For those who prefer manual selection, they may enter audience mode to browse arenas individually and pause at intriguing matches.
Given the participation of over two billion users, standard operations prove impossible – thus all ticket holders are automatically placed into audience mode upon entry.
This mode grants ghost-like abilities including accelerated movement and material permeability, while automatically filtering out strangers to display only friends from one’s contact list.
These mechanisms have led many to humorously call the Battleground a virtual game of the Awakening of Spiritual Energy era – though entering any arena immediately disables audience mode.
Designed for Practitioner training, the Battleground features both cultivation-tiered arenas and multiple combat modes: from technical sparring sessions to lethal battles with real stakes.
The most popular remains the point-of-contact mode, permitting full-force duels without mortal consequences.
Spectators in audience mode observe combatants at close range, though competitors remain unaware of their viewership count. Observers exist in parallel spacetime – visible yet intangible.
A chime resonated through the air:
【All ticket holders must proceed to the Central Venue immediately. The East-West Exchange Meeting opening ceremony commences in fifteen minutes.】
【Repeat: All attendees to the Central Venue now for ceremony commencement in fifteen minutes.】
"Central Venue? Where’s that?" Ao Lan studied his map before turning to Song Zihang. "Your elders’ location? Time’s short."
"They’ve secured positions already. We’ll join them directly," Song Zihang answered.
"Lead on."
Audience mode granted the exhilarating thrill of flight.
The system projected navigational maps highlighting accessible zones with directional guidance.
Central Venue.
"Uncle Zhan Yuan. Uncle Hu."
"Zihang, new companions? Wait – isn’t this His Highness?" Hu Mei patted Song Zihang’s shoulder before examining Ao Lan.
As one of Zhongxia’s three dragons, Ao Lan’s visage wasn’t public knowledge, but Special Bureau veterans instantly recognized the prince.
Ao Lan’s attention shifted to the long-haired figures shrouded in black. Though lacking detectable ghostly energy, his instincts screamed these weren’t humans.
Xiao Ye immediately ducked behind the dragon prince.
The dragon race’s supreme yang essence naturally repelled spirits – a fact Xiao Ye exploited for protection.
Zhan Yuan chuckled at the reaction. "No need for alarm. These Yin Chai conduct official business here."
"Allow introductions – underworld officials from below."
"Presenting the Third Prince of the Dragon Race."
The Yin Chai offered ceremonial bows, their respect aimed more at the draconic lineage than the tier two Practitioner himself.
"Honored to meet Your Highness."
Ao Lan returned the courtesy with regal composure, mindful of his race’s dignity.
"Esteemed envoys."
The Battleground had transformed for the East-West Exchange Meeting, its central area shielded by translucent barriers keeping spectators at bay while Eastern and Western delegations stood poised within.
Above them loomed an elevated platform where this year’s special guests observed proceedings in solemn silence.
Jiang Nan maintained a stern expression, struggling to keep his composure. The mere awareness of invisible observers scrutinizing his every move sent shivers through his body.
As the reigning Champion of the Heavenly Law Battleground, hosting duties fell naturally upon him. He’d initially refused this spotlight-seeking role, but ultimately—alas!—the astronomical compensation proved irresistible to this debt-ridden ascetic. The penniless Champion could only acquiesce through gritted teeth.
【Sir, you’re undoubtedly the most destitute Champion in the Heavenly Law Battleground’s history.】
‘How many predecessors could there possibly be? I’m literally just the second!’ Jiang Nan mentally snapped.
【Your schedule demands attention.】
With practiced ease, Jiang Nan summoned a microphone from the void. His peripheral vision caught the imposing figures of special guests nearby—each a formidable big shot he dared not offend.
"Esteemed attendees," his amplified voice echoed, "welcome to this East-West exchange meeting. Let us commence by introducing our distinguished team leaders."
Beneath the pulsating characters of the Heavenly Law Ancient Stone Tablet, delegation groups from both hemispheres stood arranged. Though divided into eastern and western contingents, the reality proved more complex—prosperous nations like Zhongxia and the Kingdom of England had fielded dual teams: modern extraordinary individuals alongside ancient practitioners.
The unspoken truth lingered—even non-combatants served as valuable deterrents.
Jiang Nan’s seemingly improvised hosting concealed his discreet monitoring of the system interface. "Representing Zhongxia: Daoist Priest Li Canghai, Young Master Leng Xingwen, and Mr. Bai from the spirit cultivators. From the Kingdom of England: elf witch Merlinka and Martha the elf. France’s delegation features holy light knight Augustus…"
His rapid-fire recitation synchronized perfectly with camera pans across the assembly.
【SWOON! Daoist Priest Li’s aura could melt glaciers!】
【Young Master Leng’s gaze pierces my soul!】
【Why choose? I’ll adore them all (´▽`)】
【Since when do spirit cultivators deploy edible mascots? That fluffball’s adorable!】
【England’s elves outshine our celestial beings! Silver tresses! Crimson locks!】
【The holy light knight’s radiance scorches my retinas!】
【America’s super-soldiers brought a mermaid? Since when is that their mythology?】
【The Vatican’s Son of Holy Light—his smile mends broken spirits!】
【DARK CAMP PARTICIPANTS? SINISTER YET STUNNING!】
【That dark camp Son mirrors the light faction’s—separated twins?】
【Wizard robes conceal tantalizing mysteries…】
【India’s Priestess—sunshine incarnate!】
【The shiny-headed novice behind Daoist Li needs polishing!】
【Venerable One, behold my earthly beauty!】
【Amidofu! Cease this sacrilege at once!】
