One Idiot Three Wishes Unlimited Chaos. - Chapter 67

After an awkward birthday where quite a few of the girls were giving me lust filled eyes and Cassie jealous glares. It was time for a rather fun event.

Sect master Mo showed up looking like a complete twat. Since he got young again he turned into a total perv and would frequent the brothels he went from a shameless sect master to a shameless silk pants young master. I’ve had to beat him up a few times for being a fucking idiot. He slipped up once and shouted “My father will hear about this.” Only to be completely knocked out. I don’t know where he learned to talk like that but it took a while for me to beat it out of him and threatened to make him old again. After that he went back to proper sect master duties.

For once in the two years I’ve been here I actually had to participate in some sort of event. The battle of 100 sects for spots to enter a godly cultivators realm. I just wanted free stuff. There were 25 slots to get in and they must be under 20 years old or the realm rejects them. Each sect was given 5 slots for disciples so there would be 500 people fighting for a spot.

There was of course a sect wide competition for the spots well for 4 of them at least as I was guaranteed a spot. Being the sect masters ‘disciple’ was good for skipping over lots of crap I didn’t want to deal with.

I had to force down the panic as I rode on the back of the sect mount which was a giant white falcon. Can’t look uncool in front the other disciples so what I did was used profound energy and stuck myself to the back of the massive bird then went to my internal world spiritually. I was wearing my knights armor so I looked really majestic standing quietly on the back of the bird with my hair and cape flowing in the wind.

After a couple of hours we arrived at the battle ground. It was in the shape of a massive arena with multiple small arena around a large arena. There were tons of giant mounts and carriages or flying swords arriving dropping people off. Apparently there would be quite a few more than 500 fighters because solo cultivators were allowed to participate as well. Apparently there were some strong solo cultivators the sects didn’t wish to offend.

We all hopped off from the sect bird and made our way over to some apparent staff to register our group. Sect leader Mo led the way with me beside him. I was busy looking around wondering if there was some hidden reincarnated person walking around or something. I’ll pay attention to the people who are dark horses or unknown usually there are some tells.

[There are no reincarnated or summoned individuals here besides you.] Cassie tells me.

Awww that’s no fun.

Mo got us all registered and we were given an area to rest in and wait until our battles. Mo went to visit the other sect leaders and left me with the kids. They wouldn’t have to worry about much as there was a no crippling or killing rule set up if you did you face death and there was no saving you. Sects don’t want their hard raised disciples being killed over some spot for treasure.

There were also a couple of cruel cultivators who were raising disciples who had to abide by the rules. Even they didn’t want to face the wrath of all the sects coming at them for killing off one of their top disciples.

I didn’t have to worry about killing off some little bastard who rubbed me the wrong way then killing off his master.

I was getting some curious looks wearing almost full armor. Most of the people here were wearing robes. I’m not going to fucking wear robes. I mean brights whitish silver armor with jeans underneath and a flowing white cape looks pretty smooth and I’ve got some sexy knee high greaves for stomping on people.

I was getting a few malicious glares as well no idea why though. I couldn’t seem to pin them down but there was a couple from solo cultivators and a few from other sect disciples. There was one in particular that made me shiver but I had no idea why.

About an hour later all the disciples were called up on the stages to touch age stones to make sure there weren’t any cheaters. There of course were some including a 300 year old man who had gotten ahold of one of my youth pills and wanted to give it a try. They were all disqualified for cheating.

A small number stamp was put on our hands that would heat up when it was our time to fight.

After getting the all clear and my stamp I made my way back to the rest area to watch the fights with everyone else.

I was of course approached by some of the local fuck boys. “So the illusive grand disciple of the mystical heavens clan decided to grace us with his presence. We all figured you were just afraid to come to any of the sect sparring sessions.” A viscous sounding voice is heard.

I do recall being invited to a couple of those but I turned it down because it was a hassle I didn’t want to deal with.

I just sigh and rub my eyes before turning to look at the group of idiots who decided to interrupt my quiet time watching people beat the shit out of each other.

I’m pretty sure they were all from some evil sects or something as they gave off a nasty feeling. They were wearing either blood red robes or pitch black with skull and blood designs.

I look at them all very seriously.

“Are you bullying me?”