"What? There’s a stock limit to the items in the point store?" Yuan was genuinely surprised to learn about this information. "All of the Spirit-grade swords have been sold out for some time now. Luckily, we all managed to purchase one," Lan Yingying added. "I purchased a Spirit-grade spear, and they are still in stock due to low demand," Xi Meili added. Swords were the most popular and widely used weapon, so it wasn’t shocking for them to run out of stock so quickly. "What about treasures?" Yuan then asked. "Well, the Golden Spirit Pill is sold out. The Enriched Roots of Vigor and Soul Refining Elixir are still available. As for the rest… nobody even bothered asking about them since they’re way out of our league." "I see… I should buy as many as I can before they run out of stock then…" Yuan mumbled to himself. Even though the treasures would only work once for each individual, he wanted to secure the most powerful treasures for his own people. The Sect Leader continued speaking, "Once the tournament begins, the fighters’ numbers will be called. Those who have been called will be given 10 seconds to enter the stage. Failure to enter the stage on time will result in an automatic loss." When the participants signed up for the tournament, they were each given a number. Sometime later, the Sect Leader flew off the stage and to his personal seat, which was atop the entire arena, giving him a full view of everything and the presence of a god. Soon, a sect elder acting as the judge entered the stage and announced the beginning of the tournament. There were over eight thousand participants in the tournament, and since there would only be two fighters at a time, the tournament was guaranteed to take a long time. Moreover, the numbers called seemed to be random, so none of the participants dared to leave the arena, fearing they might miss their turn. "Numbers 99 and 1,209," the sect elder called. Not even a second later, two disciples jumped from the spectators’ area and onto the stage. Once the fighters retrieved their weapons, the sect elder officially started the match. For the first several fights, everyone at the arena was watching with excitement, including the participants, but as time passed and more fights happened, the noises calmed down, and the participants began cultivating. Soon, there would only be loud cheers every so often when something amazing happened, or it was a popular disciple’s turn to fight. As much as the participants wanted to shut down their senses and cultivate in complete silence, they didn’t dare to, as it would also block them from hearing their number being called out. The people doing the trial also realized that they would not only have to fight real disciples from the Immortal Monastery but there was also a chance they would encounter a Spirit Warrior as their opponent. Eventually, someone from Yuan’s group was called. "Number 3,333 and 4,099." "That’s me. I’ll see you guys later," Xi Meili suddenly stood up and said. "Good luck," Yuan and the others said to her. Xi Meili nodded at them before jumping onto the stage. Her opponent was a young man at the ninth level of Spirit Apprentice, two whole levels above Xi Meili. By now, over a hundred matches have occurred, and in these matches, a dozen of them were fought by those who came from the Bamboo Garden, commonly known as Bamboo Disciples by the other disciples. As for the result of these dozen matches, only a single one of them managed to win because they got lucky with their opponent. Xi Meili would be considered unlucky by the others since her opponent was of higher cultivation than her. Even though it was only two levels, one must consider that Xi Meili was in a mediocre body with mediocre talents. Someone without talents would have trouble overcoming an opponent a single level higher, much less two levels. Fortunately for the Bamboo Disciples, most of the Outer Court disciples were as mediocre as them, and they lacked the knowledge and experience the Bamboo Disciples had. Enjoy new chapters from freewebnovel On the stage, Xi Meili wielded her Spirit-grade spear while her opponent wielded a Spirit-grade sword. "Begin!" The sect elder wasted no time starting the fight. Xi Meili and the disciple clashed the next moment. "A spear, huh? You don’t see that weapon often," the disciples murmured to each other. While the spear may have existed for many thousands of years, very few people actually mastered the spear during the Primordial Era, and compared to swords’ popularity and vast knowledge, it was almost nonexistent, hence why the disciples were surprised to see Xi Meili’s weapon. As for her opponent, he also wasn’t familiar with the spear and thus didn’t know how to deal with it. Xi Meili, on the other hand, has over 10,000 years of experience with the spear. In the blink of an eye, Xi Meili dominated her opponent before he could even display any techniques. "Wow, that Bamboo Disicple is definitely better than the others I have seen so far." "She’s also very pretty. Maybe I should try courting her." The disciples no longer looked down on Xi Meili after her domineering display, with some even falling for her. After the fight ended, which didn’t even last three minutes, Xi Meili returned to her seat. "Great job," Yuan said. "It felt like I was bullying a child," Xi Meili said in a somewhat embarrassed manner. While she was over 10,000 years old, the Outer Court disciples of the Immortal Monastery were mostly between 16 and 30 years old. "Don’t think too much about it. A win is a win," Yuan said with a calm smile. Several matches later, Lan Yingying was called to the stage. "Good luck, Yingying!" Xi Meili and the others cheered for her. Upon entering her stage, Lan Yingying faced her opponent, a female disciple wielding a sword, who was also at the ninth level of Spirit Apprentice.