Healing System

Chapter 233 The Tournament Between The 4 Sects

"When are they gathering?" Michael questioned Elder Li as the sun began to rise.

The answer he got was one of respect. "Any moment now, sir."

Over the last couple of days, Michael had done a bunch of preparation, whether it was buying clothing, food, or weapons.

He had also invested in an arena, hiring all sorts of renowned builders to make it perfect.

If he wanted to gain profit, he first had to invest—or at least, that's what he had initially thought.

But as he looked at Kai and Hu Rong, who, for some reason, were both extremely exhausted, Michael began harboring some doubts.

"What did you two do yesterday?"

"Training... Master Mujin," Hu Rong replied with cupped fists, the exhaustion quite literally oozing from his voice.

Michael let out a sigh before turning toward Kai, who was in even worse shape.

"And you?"

With unease clear in his posture, he answered, "I fell off the mountain..."

'The mountain I made him climb?' Michael raised a brow.

"And how did that make you exhausted exactly?"

"Well..." Kai trailed off. "I kind of broke a few bones... only a few hours ago have they fully healed."

Once Michael heard that, he couldn't help but facepalm, with only a single word leaving his mouth. "Idiot."

Putting that aside for now, there was one more person left—that being the mimic.

Out of everyone present, with the exception of Michael, it was the most energetic.

During the time Michael had spent buying all sorts of stuff for the tournament, he had also made sure to diligently train this monster to cast its own spells, which, in the end, turned out to be quite fruitful.

It was now able to cast Sword of Light at 50% of Michael's efficiency, which might seem low but was, in reality, extremely impressive.

Coupled with that, the mimic's hair had turned golden, likely due to being exposed to Michael's mana for a long period of time.

He had also given it a name—Mimi.

"Mimi, do make sure not to do anything stupid this time around, got it?" Michael said with a soft smile, yet his intentions were clear.

If Mimi were to do anything like it did yesterday, Michael would kill it on the spot.

After all, it had tried shifting into another person to escape, yet, due to his Eyes of the Great Sage, finding it was not necessarily difficult.

Just as Michael was lost in his thoughts, a few people suddenly appeared through the Golden Dragon Sect gates, wearing dark purple Daoist robes.

It was the Cloudflower Sect. Unsurprisingly, it was only women.

Added to that fact, each one of them was staring at Michael and Hu Rong as though they were absolute scumbags.

'What is that about?'

You think that guard mentioned you two to them? Would be funny, the system snickered.

Rolling his eyes, Michael proceeded to send Elder Li off to greet them and introduce them to the quarters they would be staying in.

In the end, he might have gone a bit overboard on the money spending, but it was all an investment.

A few minutes passed, and soon, another group of four walked in. This time, it was the Azure Dragon Sect, wearing cyan Daoist robes.

Unlike the women earlier, who were staring daggers at them, these people had gentle smiles on their faces.

However, for some reason, Michael felt that something was off, so he used Eyes of the Great Sage.

Immediately, their smiles disappeared, replaced with absolute frowns of scorn—ones Michael had not expected to see with the usage of his skill.

'System, since when can I do that?' he questioned.

Since forever, probably. You just never paid attention to it. It was the same for the women, but I guess you just naturally filtered their gazes, whereas these people, you initially thought of as nice, the system explained, earning a nod from Michael.

He walked up to them and soon stretched out his arm in a handshake, something that seemed to throw the Azure Sect disciples off guard.

"It's nice to see you all. Welcome," Michael said, ignoring their discomfort.

Soon, the strongest one of them, a Tier 3, walked up and stretched out his arm as well, accepting the handshake.

"Han Xiao. It is a pleasure to meet you." As his words fell, he tightened the grip on Michael's hand, earning an amused look.

This guy sounds like a snake, but I guess he's also an idiot? What a combo, he thought inwardly with a chuckle, before returning the favor in kind.

He did not even need to infuse mana into his hand—merely tightening it was enough to shatter Han Xiao's entire hand, twist his wrist, and dislocate his shoulder.

"Whoops, sorry, junior," Michael stated to the man, who was clearly older than him, before easing up.

"You!" Han Xiao's startled shout rang out as he pointed toward Michael with his single fine hand. "Do you know what you've done? You've broken the rules!"

Michael raised his brow. "What rules? Don't attack your opponent before the tournament begins?"

He was met with a nod in response, and suddenly, Han Xiao was enveloped in a golden light, his entire arm being fully mended back together.

"You said you were injured?" Michael questioned, clearly taunting.

Han Xiao regained his composure, staring at Michael with widened eyes. "You... You're that divine physician that drunk was yapping about."

"I'm flattered." Michael let out a small laugh, and soon, Elder Li came back, a puzzled expression on his face.

Before he could ask any questions, Michael instructed him to lead the guests to their quarters.

Han Xiao and the rest departed; however, it was clear that they would be out for blood.

But it wasn't like it mattered. After all, Michael could kill each and every one of them if need be.

Reel it in, Michael, the system warned before continuing, Your confidence is growing a bit too much, don't you think? What will you do once a much stronger opponent appears? Run away?

'What are you talking about?' Michael furrowed his brows. 'From your personal observations, is there anyone in the city who could match me?'

As his words fell, he used Eyes of the Great Sage at maximum capacity, seeing through each and every wall in the entire city, as well as every person.

At most, there were Tier 4's, which he could deal with. Coupled with that, there were 3 Tier 5's, which, with the usage of Sanctuary, Michael could kill all of them in one fell swoop.

Aside from that, or anyone who could be hiding their strength, there was nothing else that could pose a threat to him.

Of course, Michael was not careless either. Constantly scanning both the map and the entire area with his eyes, he didn't want the Demon massacre situation repeating itself again.

Since now, he had the strength to stop it—or at the very least, negate its effects.

On that note, he saw 4 more people enter through the gates of his sect.

They were the Plum Blossom sect members, and unsurprisingly, each of them carried a certain hint of arrogance that even surprised Michael.

But from what he could see, their arrogance was certainly warranted, since 2 out of the 4 were Tier 3.

However, to him, they were still mere flies—arrogant buzzing flies that were heading over in his direction, holding even more hate than the woman sect and the Azure sect combined.

"You bastard, how dare you show your face here?" one of the Plum Blossom disciples spoke out, his annoying voice practically piercing through Michael's ears.

"Hm? I wond—"

He was immediately interrupted. "Huh? What was that?"

The taunting was certainly interesting, to say the least, since it was the weakest of the 4 who was doing it.

But since Michael was in a bit of a rush, and a bit too lazy to deal with their shit, he decided to solve it in a civil manner.

Flashing a wide smile, he glanced at every single one of the Plum Blossom sect disciples and, without further ado, defused the situation.

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'Charm.'

Immediately, each and every one of them fell into some sort of trance, freezing in place and staring at Michael with reverence.

"Keep it civil; don't cause any trouble... oh, and fuck off, please." Michael stated, and with that, the disciples nodded and began walking back to the Golden Dragon sect's gate, before standing by and staring at seemingly nothing.

Well, that's one way of handling it, I guess. The system chuckled before continuing, You could just make them all lose like this, so why don't you?

Thinking for a moment, Michael soon replied, 'I trained Kai as well as Mimi, so what's the point in doing that? It would negate days of effort. As for Hu Rong, I am pretty sure he can deal with a measly Tier 3 if he wanted to.'

Hmm... The system hummed, slightly confusing him, prompting the question:

'What's wrong?'

I was just thinking... What will your next ascension be like? After all, you are pretty close to Tier 3. The same could be said for the second mana core—will it trigger it? This has never happened before.

'Did you not have a second mana core either?' Michael mused.

Genius, I am the original Michael. I did not have to go through my own trials... And yes, I did have a few others.

'Hmm...' Michael nodded before turning his gaze toward Elder Li, who had come back out to escort the others.

'This will be an interesting tournament.'