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

Chapter 331 Lu Qingheng is being targeted

The selection process was still ongoing. One day, Lin Wanqing held the booklet, her fingertips tracing the edges of the pages, her tone much softer than before.

"Senior Brother Mo, I feel like this isn't a grand competition, but rather like the various peaks are testing each other's trump cards."

Mo Chengyue placed the case file on his lap, adopting a very honest posture and an innocent expression.

"Junior Sister Lin, what you said is too dangerous."

Lin Wanqing blinked.

"Where is it dangerous?"

Mo Chengyue looked at her intently.

"You've evolved from just watching the show to understanding the intricacies."

Xie Buci rested his chin on his fan, his smile incredibly irritating.

"Oh no, the library is going to have another person who won't sit still and read books."

Qin Wanzhuang glanced at him.

"First, take yourself out of the romantic trap before judging others for being well-behaved."

Xie Buci sighed.

"Second Junior Sister, you have a deep misunderstanding of Senior Brother."

Wenren Ji sat beside him, sword in hand, speaking in a very short tone.

"fact."

Xie Buci looked at him.

"Junior brother, you didn't say much today, but you hurt a lot."

Yu Jianhuan leaned against the seat, her rose-purple skirt trailing down the stone steps, and the silver bell on her wrist jingled softly as she gently raised her hand.

"Don't feel wronged, Senior Brother Xie. Everyone was busy watching the rising stars devour each other today, and no one had time to feel sorry for you."

Jin Qiaoqiao looked up at the stage, and faint golden vertical lines appeared in her phoenix eyes.

"With fewer candidates, the hunting ground becomes narrower."

Su Qingying gripped the sword sheath, her gaze lingering between several peak positions.

"The remaining people each have someone behind them."

Lin Wanqing immediately turned to a few new pages of the file and lowered her voice.

"Elder Chen asked me to show you these documents, saying that if you insist on sitting here pretending to be an ordinary disciple, then you should pretend to be one that is truly effective."

Mo Chengyue took the file, his expression turning somewhat bitter.

Elder Chen had too high expectations of me.

Lin Wanqing added in a low voice.

"Elder Chen also said that if you wrinkle the files again, he will transfer you to sort out the worm-eaten pages."

Mo Chengyue's hand immediately steadied.

"I have always held the scriptures of the sect in awe."

Xie Buci looked at him.

"Third brother, your sense of awe comes very quickly."

Qin Wanzhuang said.

"Afraid of being punished."

Wenren Jidao.

"I'm afraid of insects."

Mo Chengyue looked at Wenren Ji with a sincere tone.

"Junior brother, if you say less today, your senior brother will clean your sword when we get back."

Wenren Ji hugged the ancient sword even tighter.

"Need not."

Yu Jianhuan chuckled.

"He doesn't believe you can clean the sword; he's afraid you'll reveal the secrets of the sword to him."

Lin Wanqing couldn't help but laugh and quickly covered half of her face with the booklet.

After a new duel on the stage ended, the victor did not rejoice for long before being signaled by the elder to retreat to the candidate's seat.

As soon as the man sat down, the elder of the peak behind him beckoned to his disciple to hand him the medicine. His movements were gentle, and his face showed concern.

But Mo Chengyue looked at it for a while, his eyebrows didn't move, but his fingers tapped lightly on the edge of the file.

Lin Wanqing leaned closer.

"Senior Brother Mo, what have you discovered this time?"

Mo Chengyue said.

"That medicine isn't primarily for healing injuries; it's for suppressing the breath."

Lin Wanqing was taken aback.

"Why suppress your breathing?"

Su Qingying answered.

"I'm afraid that his spiritual power is weak and that people will notice."

Qin Wanzhuang said.

"That win was too close."

Xie Buci closed his fan.

"If he falters in the next match, it won't look good for his faction."

Lin Wanqing looked at the candidates below the stage, her voice even lower.

"But he's already injured, do they still want to continue fighting?"

Jin Qiaoqiao said.

"Those who are pushed into power often don't have the right to walk the path on their own."

Yu Jianhuan casually brushed her sleeve, the beauty mark at the corner of her eye dazzlingly bright in the sunlight.

"The sect will give you clothes, pills, and a name, but they will also want you to make sure you live a good life."

Lin Wanqing stopped writing.

"So, is this still an election for a holy son and daughter?"

Mo Chengyue looked at the high platform and spoke softly.

Yes and no.

I thank you for not turning my head away.

Speak like a human.

Mo Chengyue said.

"If we were just choosing the most capable players, many of them would have been eliminated long ago."

Qin Wanzhuang took over the conversation.

"Now it's about who can be used."

Su Qingying said.

"It can maintain appearances, connect with the old forces, appease the lower classes, and reassure the elite."

Wenren Jidao.

"trouble."

Mo Chengyue nodded.

"Junior brother has hit the nail on the head."

Lin Wanqing rubbed her temples.

"I suddenly realized that people like Lu Qingheng and Shen Shuangzhi might not have an easy time even if they win."

Mo Chengyue flipped to Lu Qingheng's page in the file and pressed his fingertip against the corner.

"If they lose too early, the students from poor families will be disappointed."

Lin Wanqing asked.

"What if we win too much?"

He accepted without hesitation.

"The summits are getting restless."

Yu Jianhuan's smile was gentle, but her words were sharp.

"Those who climb onto the stage don't have clouds beneath their feet, but rather many hands waiting to pull them up."

Jin Qiaoqiao looked towards the outer disciples' seats.

"Those at the bottom see hope, those at the peak see threats, and those on the high platform see usable talent."

Su Qingying looked at Mo Chengyue.

"You want to know who the sect leader will protect?"

Mo Chengyue said.

"It's not just about protecting someone."

Qin Wanzhuang said.

"It also depends on who he plans to make the new face of the company."

Mo Chengyue nodded slightly.

"After the ruins, the sect lost too many old reputations. The new reputation cannot just be good-looking; it must also be believable."

Lin Wanqing lowered her head and wrote a sentence, then looked up again halfway through.

"Senior Brother Mo, can you write this line?"

Mo Chengyue immediately replied.

"You can't write my name."

Xie Buci smiled.

"Write about a dedicated guard at Qingquan Peak who wishes to remain anonymous."

Mo Chengyue looked at him.

"Senior Brother, you're already known for your kindness, one more won't make a difference."

Xie did not refuse to wave the fan.

"I suspect you're trying to harm me, but I have no proof."

Qin Wanzhuang said.

"have."

Wenren Jidao.

"a lot of."

Xie Buci closed his eyes briefly.

"You'll turn Qingquan Peak into a cold spring peak sooner or later."

Amidst the laughter and conversation, the jade tablet for drawing lots lit up again.

The elder's voice echoed throughout the Sword Debate Platform.

"Lu Qingheng of Xuanyu Peak faces Liang Zhuo of Chixia Peak."

The seats outside the gate immediately erupted in excitement.

"Senior Brother Lu is online again!"

"He played so well just now. If he wins this game, he'll definitely have a place on the candidate list."

"Liang Zhuo is not easy to fight. He is a direct disciple of Chixia Peak, and his fire techniques and palm techniques are ruthless."

"Senior Brother Lu, hang in there! Don't let them look down on you."

Lin Wanqing immediately flipped through the case files.

"Liang Zhuo is a direct disciple of the inner sect of Chixia Peak. He cultivates the Fire Cloud Palm and also the Burning Meridian Strength. He won the first two matches, but he injured his opponent's meridians in the second match and was warned by the elder in charge."

Qin Wanzhuang's expression paled slightly.

"Her hands are not clean."

Su Qingying frowned.

"If the Burning Scripture Force is injected into the meridians, it will cause the spiritual energy to become disordered for a short time, and it will be difficult to detect afterwards."

Xie Buci looked toward the seat on Crimson Cloud Peak.

"The reason Chixia Peak brought him up today is not to curry favor."

Yu Jianhuan asked.

"Why is that?"

Mo Chengyue said.

"Clear the area."

Jin Qiaoqiao said.

"Send back those who shouldn't be climbing any higher."

Lin Wanqing tightened her grip on the pen.

"Are they trying to establish their authority by using Lu Qingheng?"

Mo Chengyue looked at the young man in the old robe on the stage.

"Lu Qingheng is no longer representing Xuanyu Peak."