This was the Eldest Disciple of the Jiuyi Sect, Ye Zezhi.
The opponent she drew was a mid stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
After Ye Zezhi walked down from the main platform, Gong Yiding looked down at the register and continued to read the next name.
“Bai Chu'an.”
As soon as this name was called, several murmurs of discussion immediately broke out in the crowd.
“It's been a long time since I last saw Young Lord Bai. I didn't expect him to have already broken through to the mid stage of the Soul Transformation Realm.”
“Indeed. I heard he only broke through not long ago. The Bai Family's current generation truly abounds with talents.”
Bai?
Hearing this surname, a certain person suddenly came to Yun Heng's mind.
Bai Yi.
However, it probably wasn't him.
Just as Yun Heng was thinking, a male cultivator stepped out from among the participants.
He was slender, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with his long hair tied up in a jade crown. His demeanor was calm, and his entire body exuded the subtle, refined elegance unique to children of prestigious families.
Yun Heng stared at his back, her brow gradually furrowing.
He was very similar.
Whether it was his posture when walking or his overall aura, he was extremely similar to the Bai Yi in her memory.
Bai Chu'an walked onto the main platform and stood before Gong Yiding.
Then, he turned around to face the participants below the platform.
Yun Heng saw his face clearly.
The man's features were handsome and refined, with a straight nose and clean-cut facial contours. His eyes appeared warm and smiling, but upon closer inspection, they revealed a layer of deep, unfathomable complexity.
This face looked nothing like Bai Yi's.
Bai Yi's appearance could only be considered ordinary, completely unremarkable in a crowd. But the Bai Chu'an before her was different; just by standing there, he was difficult to ignore.
Could she really be overthinking it?
Bai Chu'an quickly reached into the drawing box, casually pulled out a sphere, and handed it to Gong Yiding.
His opponent was a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.
Bai Chu'an glanced at the drawing result, turned to walk down from the main platform, and returned to his spot in the crowd.
Yun Heng kept her eyes fixed on him.
Then, she took out her Transmission Jade Slip from her storage bag and found the spiritual breath signature she hadn't contacted in five whole years.
She lowered her head and sent a message.
“Are you there?”
Bai Chu'an stood calmly in the crowd, making no movement from beginning to end.
Was it really not him?
Yun Heng withdrew her gaze and put the Transmission Jade Slip back into her storage bag.
Afterward, the other Soul Transformation cultivators walked onto the main platform one by one in order.
Some looked pale as ash after being drawn, while others, upon seeing that their names hadn't been called even after all the Soul Transformation cultivators had finished drawing, let out long sighs of relief.
Xiao Cen drew an early stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Xiao Jingheng's luck was not as good; he drew a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.
Yan Yi had also broken through to the Soul Transformation Realm, and the opponent she drew was a mid stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
After all thirty Soul Transformation cultivators had finished drawing, the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators began their internal drawing.
Jiang Qian was not drawn by any Soul Transformation cultivator, but she also failed to draw a weaker opponent.
In the first round, she would have to face a late stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Seeing the drawing result, Yan Yi immediately leaned in close to her.
“It's only a late stage Nascent Soul cultivator, no need to be nervous. Just perform as usual tomorrow.”
Meanwhile, the complete match list appeared in the air above the Five Domains Platform, and was also transmitted to the major cities of the Taiyan Continent through the large image-recording arrays.
Dingchuan City, Central State.
Countless cultivators had gathered in the city's largest plaza.
Everyone looked up, staring intently at the massive image-recording array in midair.
Within the image-recording array, the fifty-nine groups of match lists were emerging one after another.
“The first round of drawing is over, and there's basically no suspense.”
The female cultivator speaking was one of the people who had personally witnessed Yun Heng's test at Qunying Manor.
“The difference in realms is like an insurmountable chasm; defeating someone of a higher realm is nearly impossible.”
The female cultivator beside her nodded.
“Indeed, all thirty Soul Transformation cultivators should win their first round.”
Having said that, she glanced around and sat down directly in a flat spot.
“I'm not leaving today. I'll stay here to claim this spot and keep watching tomorrow.”
The female cultivator who spoke first smiled.
“I was thinking the same thing.”
Once the Five Domains Prodigy Gathering officially began, the number of people coming to watch would inevitably be even greater than today.
If they left now, it would be difficult to secure such a good spot tomorrow.
She looked at Yun Heng's name on the image-recording array, her eyes filled with anticipation.
“Tomorrow, I'll stay right here to watch how Yun Heng wins.”
“The combat style of the number one prodigy of the Taiyan Continent isn't something you can see anytime. If I can learn even a little from it, perhaps my cultivation can progress a step further.”
The next day, Tiandu City.
Before the sky had even fully brightened, the streets of the city were already packed with cultivators.
Countless people walked out of inns, restaurants, and various residences, rushing toward the direction of the Five Domains Platform.
The shops on both sides of the streets opened early, with all kinds of pills, talismans, and foodstuffs displayed outside. Cultivators came and went in an endless stream.
The closer they got to the Five Domains Platform, the denser the crowd became.
Today was the day the centennial Five Domains Prodigy Gathering officially commenced.
The spectator stands of the Five Domains Platform, which could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, were already completely packed.
Looking out, it was a dense sea of people everywhere.
The viewing areas for the major sects, clans, and empires were also entirely filled.
Those sect masters, family heads, and high-level cultivators who were rarely seen on ordinary days made their appearances one after another. The banners and emblems of each faction were distributed at the very front of the spectator stands, looking extremely spectacular.
Meanwhile, in the major cities outside the Five Domains, countless cultivators had similarly gathered before the image-recording arrays.
Upon the main platform of the Five Domains Platform, the voice-amplifying array slowly lit up.
Gong Yiding stepped out from behind the main platform and stood at the center of everyone's vision.
The spectator stands, which had been somewhat noisy, gradually fell silent.
Gong Yiding looked around, her voice clearly spreading across the entire Five Domains Platform through the voice-amplifying array.
“Welcome to the scene of the centennial Five Domains Prodigy Gathering.”
“We welcome all of you who have traveled from afar to witness the battle of the young prodigies of the Taiyan Continent.”
She paused slightly, then raised her voice.
“I declare that this session of the Five Domains Prodigy Gathering officially begins!”
As her voice fell, the spectator stands of the entire Five Domains Platform instantly erupted into deafening cheers.
The voices of hundreds of thousands of cultivators converged, soaring straight into the clouds.
Gong Yiding waited for the cheers to subside slightly before speaking again.
“Next, let us welcome the one hundred and eighteen participating cultivators of this session's Five Domains Prodigy Gathering onto the stage!”
The array behind the main platform slowly opened.
A figure was the first to step out.
Yun Heng's expression was calm and her steps leisurely as she walked onto the main platform step by step under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people.
When everyone saw clearly who the first person to enter was, the cheers that had gradually subsided instantly grew even louder.
“Yun Heng!”
“Yun Heng!”
No one knew who shouted first, but soon, more and more voices joined in.
“Go, Young Lord Yun!”
“Yun Heng is bound to win!”
“The number one prodigy of the Taiyan Continent!”