Chapter 120: Successful Promotion, Good Luck?

  The Triennial Devil's Mirror Meeting is naturally very eye-catching, especially with the participation of several major forces' most outstanding disciples, making the competition even more exciting.

  The ancient rhyme of the Gu family, the Yuan Lin who holds power in one aspect, and the strongest young generation of the Yi family, Yi Chen.

  "This time at the Mo Jian Shi conference, I think the champion will be either Gu Yun or Yuan Lin. That Yi Chen is far behind." Murmurs of discussion rose up from the crowd.

  This statement is actually based on facts. Firstly, they had never heard that Yi Chen was a demon appraiser, and more importantly, his age.

  After all, Yi Chen is only sixteen years old now, and according to their understanding, he has accepted a first-level beast soul. Even if his talent is against the sky, it is impossible to enter the quasi-yellow soul realm.

  And the five-star map requires a quasi-yellow soul boundary to be drawn. In their eyes, Yichens chances of winning the championship can be said to be extremely low.

  "Hmm." Their thoughts didn't affect Yi Chen at all. He held the tattoo machine and continued to draw out the pattern, gradually forming a design.

  Outsiders don't know his true strength, which is just what Yi Chen wants, so he won't draw too much attention.

  Having such an idea, Yi Chen did not use real level, and the picture was very rough.

  "It's no wonder you're a disciple of the Mysterious Mirror Association." As he painted, Yi turned his head to glance at the two people painting the picture, and then whispered.

  The two of them carved out a nearly perfect pattern, with no deviation or flaws in every carving, showing that their basic skills were very solid.

  But feeling Yi Chen's gaze, Yuan Lin looked over this way, sneered and then continued to carve his own token.

  They have the standard of a five-star Mo Jian Shi, drawing a one-star Tu Jian is not challenging for them at all, just like asking an adult to do something childish.

  "Wait and see, I'll make you crazy." Yi Chen's mouth hooked up, but he didn't say anything else, continuing to carve his own seal.

  Although the level of the participating Mages is extremely high, they will still fail when drawing the Magic Circle, and many unlucky Mages leave the stage with their heads hung low in despair.

  "Participating in the Devil's Mirror Conference, what's being competed isn't just strength, but also luck!" Gu Ho said softly upon seeing this scene.

  "The path of a demon mirror master is fraught with difficulties, requiring not only exceptional talent but also sufficient luck." Mo Duo said with a faint smile.

  "Hmm." Yi Chen continued to carve his seal, not speeding up, but keeping an eye on Gu Yun and the other person out of the corner of his eye.

  "Their illustrations are very concise, their illustrations should have been revised."

  Yuán Lín's two people quickly sketched out a draft of the painting, and gradually, a rough outline emerged. Upon seeing it, Yì Chén's face revealed an unusual expression.

  The pattern is fixed, but the texture can be modified. However, the modified pattern must be able to successfully identify the spirit stone.

  Generally, those who dare to modify the pattern and succeed are masters with extremely high attainments on Mo Jian. The modified pattern has fewer strokes, which can save a lot of time in drawing patterns.

  The Magician's Association has many magician masters, and Gu Yun is also one of Iwasa's proud disciples. They have a modified version of the illustrated manual, which doesn't surprise Yi Chen at all.

  "Hiss"

  A dazzling light seeped out from the pattern disk on Yuan Lin, and then he took out a One-Star Soul Spirit Stone and placed it on the pattern disk.

  A strong suction force burst forth from the texture disc, sucking out all impurities from the Soul Spirit Stone.

  "Hmm."

  At the same time, Gu Yun also finished drawing her own talisman, a purple light seeped out from it, and she quickly took out a soul spirit stone and placed it on top.

  As a result, Gu Yun's Soul Spirit Stone was also successfully identified without a doubt.

  "Play slowly here by yourself, hope you can succeed."

  Yuán Lín picked up the successfully identified Soul Spirit Stone, took a step forward and left. On his way out, he passed by Yì Chén's side and left behind these words.

  "Hmph." Gu Yun also let out a cold snort, and took the soul-testing stone that had finished its appraisal away with him. He walked to the front of Mo Jian Shi, who was in charge of inspections, and handed it over to him for examination.

  His face was filled with indifference, Yi Chen was unaffected, and he slightly shrugged his shoulders, continuing to carve his own seal.

  "Yuan Lin, ancient rhyme promotion second round." The prosecutor announced after careful observation.

  Yu Lin and Gu Yun's faces were very calm, as if they had already won the championship. They stood not far away waiting for the second game to begin.

  There was no other appraiser beside them, others were still struggling on the high platform, some of whom had failed and left, they were the first and second to successfully appraise.

  "It's no wonder they're the top contender for the championship, their standard of appraising spirit stones is indeed exceptional." The onlookers shifted their gaze to them, offering sincere praise.

  "Similarly a disciple of a major power, but that Yi Chen is far inferior, I don't even know if he can enter the second round." After praising Gu Yun and the others, the crowd looked towards Yi Chen who was still struggling.

  "Hush. Hush."

  Many demon inspectors have finished drawing the picture and successfully identified the spirit stone, and they all went to the inspector's side for inspection.

  "Moxi Huai, Zong Li Xun successfully identified a Star Soul Stone, entering the second round." The announcements echoed through the air.

  Fewer and fewer cultivators remained around, some left with excitement after successfully identifying, while others left in disappointment due to failure.

  As for Yi Chen, there was no ripple on his face, slowly and steadily drawing his own portrait, until finally only he was left on the high platform.

  "Isn't it? Everyone has finished, how come he hasn't?" Seeing this situation, the crowd began to discuss.

  "I think he can't tell the difference, just pretend for the sake of the Yi family's face?" Some also said with a contemptuous tone.

  Those whispers reached his ears, but Yi Chen didn't take them to heart. He looked up at the incense stick and found that there was still one-tenth left.

  The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and after Yi Chen withdrew his gaze, the speed at which he drew the pattern increased significantly. The intricate lines intertwined with each other, gradually forming a pattern.

  "Yi Si Qing, it seems your grandson is hopeless. Why bother struggling when he clearly can't do it? He might as well quit the competition early." Gu Huo said with a scornful smile.

  "There's still a tenth of the time left, don't rush to conclusions too early, be careful not to bite your tongue." Yisi Qing said calmly.

  Others may not know Yi Chen's strength, but Yi Siqing is very clear about it and has great confidence in him.

  "Has something gone wrong? Is it going to work or not?! If not, then hurry up and get out of here, don't waste our time." After waiting for half a moment without any result, the square erupted in booing.

  The demon judge in charge of sentencing wanted to go up and blast Yi Chen off the stage, but the competition had a time limit, so he could only endure it.

  Many eyes gathered over, but Yi Chen's face showed no emotional fluctuations, unaffected, and continued to carve his own seal.

  The incense continued to burn, and when it was about to burn out, a dazzling light seeped out from Yi Chen's wrist.

  "Hiss." In this instant, Yi Chen quickly flipped out a Star Soul Spirit Stone and placed it in the center of the diagram. A strong suction force was generated, and the impurities in the spirit stone were wildly sucked out by the diagram.

  The absorption speed was extremely fast, and after the light dissipated, a soul spirit stone without any impurities appeared on the disk. The incense also burned out completely, just in time.

  Under the gaze of many dull eyes, Yi Chen put away the tattoo equipment and tattoo disk, holding the soul spirit stone that had been appraised to leave.

  When he walked up to the prosecutor, Yi Chen directly threw the successfully identified Soul Spirit Stone at him.

  "Did it succeed?" Seeing Yi Chen's movements, the onlookers' faces showed a puzzled expression.

  Although he had great confidence in Yichens strength, Yixingqing still couldn't help but feel tense at this moment, his fists clenched slightly.

  "Yi Chen successfully advanced to the second round of competition." Under everyone's gaze, the prosecutor took over the Soul Spirit Stone and began to carefully examine it, then loudly announced.

  "Did he actually succeed?" The result was far beyond their expectations, and many people were shocked.

  "It's just a blind cat hitting a dead mouse." Yuan Lin said disdainfully.

  Yi Chen's face was very calm, he took back his successfully identified Soul Spirit Stone and then walked down from the high platform.

  Looking eastward from where he was standing, there was a high platform with a box on it, and on top of the box was a black stone the size of a fist.

  Its surface is covered with dense and mysterious textures, and it can also sense that there is a flow of energy inside.

  According to the drawings provided by Yan Jian, Yi Chen knew that it was the Forbidden Spirit Stone, which was also the prize for the champion of this year's Mo Jian Shi Da Hui.

  "Seal of the Spirit Stone, one"

  "I must get it." Yi Chen's face showed determination, only by obtaining the Forbidden Spirit Stone could he combine it with the two five-star spirit stones to unlock the seal of the Rock Mirror.

  Very soon, Yi Chen withdrew his gaze and pretended to be careless, glancing around and finding that after the first round, the number of participating Mo Jian masters had decreased by two-tenths.

  "At this rate, I'm afraid no more than ten people will be able to make it to the final round." Yi Chen couldn't help but whisper.

  "The first round has ended, and those who have advanced smoothly will enter the second round." The judge, Mojianshi, walked onto the stage and shouted loudly.

  "The second round is about to begin, I don't know if Yì Jiā Xiǎo Zi can hold on. The first game has become the focus, and most people's attention is again focused on Yì Chén."

  "Who would have thought that your little grandson is really lucky, hopefully he won't fall at the second hurdle." He turned his head to look at Yisi Qing, with a playful smile on his face.

  "You'd better take good care of your own granddaughter instead, or you might lose the game if you're not careful." Yisi Qing said this and then ignored Guho.

  "I hope your luck will continue to be so good." Yuan Lin said with disdain as he walked past Yi Chen's side, and then went up to the high platform.

  "Luck? I hope your luck is as good as mine." Yi Chen's heart echoed with this voice, and then he walked up to the high platform with a completely expressionless face, ready for the second round of competition.