Before long, the old man finally regained his bearings.
"Haha! What a blessing! With this, you will become a grand cultivator, far surpassing others!" The old man said.
Initially, he was not sure if he was happy for the boy or worried for him, but decided to be as supportive as possible, even if the child went on a different path than his.
It was clear that Lu Wei was happy to see his father so excited.
"How invincible are you in those 10 seconds?" The old man asked.
"I'm not sure. Logically, it should not be true invincibility, but I am sure that I would not be easily killed." Lu Wei explained.
"I see. Well as long as you stay safe. I'd actually rather that you never have to find out." The old man said.
"Thank you father. Thank you as well uncle." Lu Wei said.
Soon, they returned above the basement and Lu Wei stayed with the old man and Zhou Fan for a few weeks before finally returning to the blue flower sect.
As the day's passed, Zhou Fan could tell that the old man was far less worried and more relaxed.
10 years passed before Lu Wei returned to the library once again. This time, he was fully grown and in the nascent soul realm. Unfortunately, even his cultivation would take a long time to progress from such a point.
While he stayed at the library, Lu Wei told Zhou Fan and the old man about a tournament for all cultivators under the age of 50.
He was planning to participate, and gave them two tickets. He also said that if they wanted to go, the grand elder would take them with him.
The old man and Zhou Fan agreed. A month later, they were on the back of a flying eagle that soared through the sky.
"This competition will have all of the talented youths on this third of the world. If I win this, then I'll represent our third in the final tournament." Lu Wei said.
"That's good. As expected of my son." The old man said.
The grand elder looked at him weirdly, but did not speak. Lu Wei's cultivation level was nearly the same as hers. She did not have the right to criticize his grandfather anymore.
"As expected of my father's son." Lu Wei agreed.
Even Zhou Fan felt that the two were shameless. After a week of flying, a giant mountain appeared up ahead. On top of the mountain was a stadium with loud noise coming from it.
"Wow. The sound reaches us from this far. Are you sure we won't need earplugs?" The old man asked.
"You'll be fine." The grand elder said.
It was only a few seconds before the eagle descended in front of a large entrance. Concrete blocks made a beautiful white floor, and a fountain with a statue on it sat in the center.
All around, cultivators could be seen. Nascent soul cultivators suddenly became common. Only soul formation cultivators were worth any real attention.
The old man, Zhou Fan, Lu Wei, and the grand elder got off the eagle before walking along the path. Lu Wei looked at the statue with interest while they walked past it.
After going through a large arch, hundreds of thousands of seats could be seen. Down below, the arena could be clearly seen.
A few foundation establishment cultivators were fighting before the tournament began.
The grand elder led them to seats in the upper rows. Lu Wei left on his own, while the old man, Zhou Fan, and the grand elder sat down and watched. It was a few hours before the tournament began.
Above the stadium, a cultivator flew in the air. He was a void traversing cultivator and the host of the event.
Once he started speaking, the stadium quickly quieted down.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, it is an honor to have you here tonight. The once every 50 year tournament of youths will soon begin. There are ten thousand competitors from all around the world. 10 of them have even reached the nascent soul realm. I ask that you all watch peacefully and patiently as the battles commence." The cultivator said, signaling the start of the event.
Down below, in the huge arena section, 10,000 cultivators under the age of 50 stood. Not far from them was a giant square stage that was made out of the same material as the walkway at the entrance.
10,000 badges were given. The number 1 fought number 2. Number 3 fought number 4, and so on.
Lu Wei had gotten number 7564. It would be a long time before he fought.
"I've never left the city before. The outside world sure is big." The old man said as he looked around with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Has this trip changed your mind about staying within the city?" Zhou Fan asked.
"Of course not. My ideals cannot be so easily changed." The old man laughed.
It took almost an entire week before Lu Wei went on stage. His opponent immediately admitted defeat. After all, Lu Wei was one of the 10 nascent soul realm cultivators at the event.
"Isn't that the blue flower sect's participant? How interesting. To think that a sect on the brink of destruction could gain such a talented disciple. They should be on the rise soon." A voice not far from them said.
"Indeed. There are even a few youths from the earth mountain sect participating. Perhaps we will get a good show." The person next to him responded.
The earth mountain sect was one of the 3 members of the tri-sect alliance that governed the world. It was also the place that the host of the competition came from, as well as the owner of this third of the world.
Zhou Fan did not know how Lu Wei would fare. He was talented, but he was limited by the blue flower sect's techniques.
He did not have a divine physique, so it would take a lot of luck to win the tournament.
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Created a new trial book. Will see if I will create more chapters for it.
Name - The 13 Heroes