If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

Xie Buci said, "Third brother, this isn't a ceremony you're attending, it's like going to court."

Mo Chengyue said, "The Grand Competition is essentially a meal at separate tables for each peak; fighting is just part of the process of serving the food."

Lin Wanqing's eyes lit up as she listened.

"Senior Brother Mo, can I remember what you just said?"

Mo Chengyue said, "Don't write my name."

Lin Wanqing said, "Write to a certain wise senior brother in the Sutra Repository."

Mo Chengyue said, "I won't do either, it's too easy for you to guess me."

Xie Buci said, "Don't worry, there are many wise people in the sect."

Qin Wanzhuang said, "But I'm afraid things don't usually go that far."

Mo Chengyue sighed.

"Second Senior Sister, you can show some consideration among family members."

Qin Wanzhuang said, "I've already kept it."

The group headed towards the dueling platform.

More and more disciples followed along the way.

Some of the men were covered in blood; they were survivors who had not yet fully recovered after returning from the ruins.

Some people were beaming with pride, clearly having been pushed to the forefront by their elders during this period, preparing to make a name for themselves through the competition.

Discussions continued on both sides of the mountain road.

"Qingquan Peak has arrived."

"Xie Buci is here too, will he sign up?"

"If he leaves the field, what will the others play for?"

"Qin Wanzhuang is also here. If she were to compete for the title of Holy Maiden, who could say she's guaranteed to win?"

"That one holding the sword must be Wenren Ji. His aura has changed quite a bit since the ruins were built."

Who is the one in the middle?

"Mo Chengyue of the Sutra Repository".

"Is that the one who was rumored to have been escorted back by a group of senior female students?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. Qingquan Peak is not to be trifled with these days."

Mo Chengyue heard it very clearly.

He chose not to hear.

Xie Buci smiled and said, "Junior Brother, everyone has a deep impression of you."

Mo Chengyue said, "It's not a good thing."

Qin Wanzhuang said, "Ignore it."

Wenren Ji said, "If anyone speaks nonsense, I may draw my sword."

Mo Chengyue immediately held him down.

"No, we're here today to be quiet spectators."

Wenren Ji said, "They're making noise."

Mo Chengyue said, "Let them argue. The one who wins in words usually loses on stage."

Xie Buci said, "That makes sense too."

Lin Wanqing whispered, "Can't I really remember?"

Mo Chengyue said, "If you keep writing this, I'll suspect you're here to write my biography."

Lin Wanqing said, "I've already thought of a title for the book."

Mo Chengyue asked alertly, "What?"

Lin Wanqing said, "My senior brother from the Scripture Pavilion doesn't want to be famous."

Xie Buci clapped his fan and laughed heartily.

"A good book title."

Mo Chengyue said, "You are not allowed to write it."

The Sword Debate Platform is located between the main peak and the six branch peaks, surrounded by layers of viewing platforms on all four sides, with a wide battle platform paved with obsidian in the center.

Today, all the array patterns are activated, spiritual light flows beneath the platform, and dozens of bronze pillars rise up along the edge to suppress the air waves.

On the high platform, Sect Master Jiang Wei sat in the main seat, with several peak masters and elders standing on either side.

Yan Chenyu was also there.

She leaned lazily against the soft chair, a plate of spirit cakes beside her, as if she had come to listen to music.

Mo Chengyue saw his master in the distance and had just relaxed a little when he saw Yan Chenyu glance in his direction.

She raised the half-piece of cake in her hand.

Mo Chengyue immediately lowered his head.

Xie Buci said, "Master is watching you."

Mo Chengyue said, "I didn't see it."

Qin Wanzhuang said, "If she summoned you upstairs, would you also say you didn't see it?"

Mo Chengyue said, "I said the wind was too strong and I didn't hear you clearly."

Qin Wanzhuang said, "The Sword Debate Platform is protected by a protective formation, so there's no wind."

Mo Chengyue said, "Second Senior Sister, don't cut off my path to survival."

Following Mo Chengyue's suggestion, the group from Qingquan Peak chose seats towards the back of the viewing area.

The location is neither shabby nor ostentatious.

Ahead, you can see the battle platform; behind you is a side path; to the left are disciples of Yulin Peak, and to the right are disciples of Biyun Peak.

After sitting down, Mo Chengyue first scanned the exits and then confirmed the direction of the array patterns.

Xie Buci sat down next to him, propping his chin up with his hand, and asked, "Are you watching the platform or the road?"

Mo Chengyue said, "The road is more important than the platform."

Xie Buci said, "No wonder you've lived so long."

Mo Chengyue said, "Senior Brother, what you're saying doesn't sound like a blessing."

Not far away, Yu Jianhuan walked over with several female disciples from Yulin Peak.

Today she was wearing a rose-purple gauze dress, with a silver chain at her waist adorned with delicate jade beads. Her radiant beauty as she walked made the male disciples around her forget to even speak.

Yu Jianhuan spotted Mo Chengyue at a glance and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Mo, are you sitting so far away because you're afraid your sister will eat you up?"

Mo Chengyue said, "Senior Sister Yu is joking. There are many people on the Sword Debate Platform, and I'm afraid I'll block their view."

Yu Jianhuan said, "Who can you possibly stop with that build?"

Mo Chengyue said, "It is also a sin to block others from seeing Senior Sister."

Yu Jianhuan laughed so hard that the flower branches swayed gently.

"You're getting better and better at talking."

Qin Wanzhuang looked at her.

Yu Jianhuan immediately composed herself, but her tone remained gentle.

"Senior Sister Qin, please don't look at me like that. I'm just here to observe the ceremony."

Su Qingying also walked over from the other side.

She was dressed in a snow-blue dress, carrying the Jade Spirit Sword on her back. Her brows and eyes were cold and aloof, and her skin glowed with a jade-like hue in the morning light. Standing there, she exuded an aura of unconventionality and sharpness.

Su Qingying asked, "Aren't you running either?"

Mo Chengyue said, "Qingquan Peak cherishes peace."

Qin Wanzhuang said, "I find it too troublesome."

Xie Buci said, "My reputation is too good, I'm afraid it will put too much pressure on everyone."

Wenren Ji said, "I don't want to."

Su Qingying looked at Mo Chengyue.

"And you?"

Mo Chengyue said, "I'll be in charge of clapping."

Yu Jianhuan laughed and said, "It would be more interesting today if you participated."

Mo Chengyue said, "Senior Sister Yu, our fun shouldn't be based on my suffering."

Jin Qiaoqiao arrived slowly.

Instead of wearing the light gauze commonly worn by female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect, she changed into a peacock blue long dress with dark gold feather patterns embroidered on the hem. Her black hair cascaded down to her waist, and when her phoenix eyes swept across the entire audience, many disciples immediately avoided her gaze.

Jin Qiaoqiao sat in the row behind Mo Chengyue, her tone languid.

"The human sects are choosing an heir, and they actually let a group of juniors compete on stage for their elders to see."

Mo Chengyue asked, "How will the demon race choose?"

Jin Qiaoqiao said, "Let's talk about interests first, then blood ties, and finally see who survives until the end of the meeting."

Xie Buci said, "That sounds even scarier."

Jin Qiaoqiao said, "So you guys are still considered mild-mannered."

Mo Chengyue said, "Being gentle is only on the surface; when it comes to allocating resources, everyone is very sincere."

Suddenly, someone shouted from ahead, "So many people from Clear Spring Peak, and not a single one is signing up?"

Laughter came from another stand.

"They were doing just fine in the ruins, but they became cautious during the sect competition."

"Didn't they bring back a powerful demon in human form? What are they afraid of?"

"Who knows? Maybe it was just good luck."

"Can luck really protect so many people?"

"That's hard to say. You can survive by hiding."

Wenren Ji tightened his grip on his sword.

Qin Wanzhuang glanced sideways.

Xie Buci gently waved his folding fan, his smile still there, but his eyes had turned colder.

Mo Chengyue said, "Ignore it."

Wenren Ji said, "They have insulted Qingquan Peak."

Mo Chengyue said, "Once they go on stage and get knocked off by someone else, Qingquan Peak will win."

Qin Wanzhuang asked, "What if they don't participate?"

Mo Chengyue said, "That means they're afraid too."

Xie Buci smiled and said, "That's good logic."

Yu Jianhuan rested her chin on her hand and said, "Junior Brother Mo, your mouth can be more scathing than a sword sometimes."

Mo Chengyue said, "I am offering gentle advice."

Lin Wanqing sat in the back and whispered to the female disciple next to her, "See? When Senior Brother Mo says he won't fight, he's usually even more infuriating."

A female disciple nearby asked, "Is he like this always in the Scripture Pavilion?"

Lin Wanqing said, "They're even better at pretending normally."

The female disciple said, "I suddenly feel like borrowing books from the scripture pavilion."

Lin Wanqing said, "Let's get in line."

Mo Chengyue heard it, but decided to continue pretending not to hear it.