Brother, how come you're a witch?

The words of the loser are meaningless; only victory can wash away the shame.

Xu Qinglan's beautiful eyes flashed with light, and her powerful determination and bond combined to form a spell, which descended upon the spirit beast, the Blue Water Duck.

"Gah!"

The blue duck suddenly grew larger, but it still had a round belly, even though it should have been slender. It seems that the change in shape did not help with digestion.

"Old Wu!"

The glutinous cat was filled with fighting spirit and rushed into the arena without waiting for Su Yan's command, and began to breathe hot air.

Su Yan's eye twitched, feeling that he was completely superfluous.

"Both charioteers are in position—the beast fight begins!"

Chen Yixing swung his hand down.

The dumpling cat took the lead. It felt that its bond with Su Yan had been strengthened after staying in Su Yan's room for a night, and it actually stood up, and its form underwent a subtle change.

The Blue Duck remained unmoved by its opponent, who was stronger than yesterday. The weaker version of itself was dead, and today it stood here with nothing to lack.

"Gah!"

It spread its wings, as if lifting its skirt, and suddenly began to dance.

The tuan-zi cat rushed over and paused for a moment, then recklessly stretched out its paws to scratch it, but the blue duck nimbly dodged them, and the two spirit beasts seemed to be dancing together.

"This is the Colosseum."

Just as Chen Yixing was about to suggest going to the dance studio to dance, he saw the blue duck swiftly peck at the cat's forehead.

The glutinous cat, who was dancing with such enthusiasm, was suddenly startled by this attack. It froze at first, then flew into a rage, its fur standing on end as it hissed.

It was all a scheme!

Su Yan stroked his chin, feeling that the slap he had just received was reminiscent of the demonic slap Ye Jingqiu, and didn't seem like something a low-level spirit beast would do on its own.

Xu Qinglan arrived so early, not only to enhance the bond between the spirit beasts, but also to make tactical arrangements.

She really wanted to win.

Xu Qinglan gave a soft snort, her face as serene as an orchid, completely focused, showing no joy at the successful sneak attack.

A person who wants to win will not have a smile on their face.

"Hahahaha!"

"Meowhhhhh!"

The two spirit beasts on the field fought more and more chaotically. After all, they were low-level spirit beasts with low intelligence. They were lucky if they could remember a few simple tactics. At this moment, they were rolling on the ground and wrestling.

The glutinous cat was finding it increasingly difficult to hold on; two of its whiskers had been pecked off, and it looked like it was about to lose its ability to fight.

Xu Qinglan's lips finally curled up slightly into a smile.

"Dumpling Cat, you've done a great job, come back soon."

Even Su Yan couldn't stand it anymore. He had already planned to lose, so there was no need to fight to this extent.

"Meow—"

The dumpling cat was hit hard again, but it held on so as not to upset Su Yan.

At the same time, it made a final desperate move, slapping the blue duck hard with its claws, hitting the duck's swollen belly precisely.

"Huh?!"

The blue duck froze and suddenly began to vomit.

It ate too much in the afternoon and vomited it all up, making it feel unwell and unsteady.

Finally, amidst the three people's distinct gazes, Blue Duck and Tuanzi Cat collapsed to the ground almost simultaneously, losing their ability to fight.

"...How do we calculate this?"

Xu Qinglan's pretty face darkened slightly, and she remained silent for a while before asking.

"In the arena, if both spirit beasts lose their fighting ability at the same time, they will both lose points."

Chen Yixing thought back carefully. He was obsessed with animal fighting when he was young, but he had rarely seen such cases.

"Tsk, so it should be considered a lose-lose situation."

......

Liu Baishuang watched the two walk away.

Normally, she would definitely follow, but she'll skip it today.

Liu Baishuang emerged from the grass, brushed off the grass clippings, and headed towards the outer market as planned.

She wasn't walking very fast. According to that senior sister, the imposter was just heading towards the outer market, and that might not be her final destination.

So, when Liu Baishuang walked along the road and saw disciples playing cards, drinking tea, or bragging on the roadside—those who seemed to have stayed in one place for a relatively long time—she would go up to them and ask if they had seen her before.

With this "Su Xue" face, no one recognized her.

"Senior Sister Liu? Never seen her before. Hey Junior Sister, which peak are you from? Why don't you take this communication jade token of mine?"

"Liu what? Bai what? I don't know. Sigh, I'm a maintenance technician at Hundred Refinement Peak. I only return to the sect once every twenty years. I came back yesterday and I'm leaving again tomorrow. I really don't recognize you."

"Oh, I saw her. A female cultivator in ordinary inner disciple robes walked by just now. I thought her profile was pretty, so I wanted to go up and send her a message jade token, but I found out it was Senior Sister Liu. I was so scared."

"...I didn't dare look in which direction Liu Baishuang went. Let me tell you, her master, Elder Xu, is incredibly fierce. Rumor has it that if you look at her precious disciple too much, she'll gouge your eyes out..."

We inquired and inquired.

There wasn't anything particularly special to gain.

Liu Baishuang sighed, then suddenly heard someone calling her from behind.

"Su Xue".

"Um?"

Liu Baishuang turned around and found that it was Ye Jingqiu, who was carrying a large pile of clothes and tilting his head to look at her from behind the clothes.

Why are you coming back carrying clothes again...?

As Liu Baishuang was puzzled, Ye Jingqiu stepped forward, puffed out his chest, and raised the clothes in his arms slightly:

"Su Yan bought it for me."

"..."

Who asked you?

Liu Baishuang's lips trembled slightly; she didn't want to argue with this idiot right now.

"Brother is so kind-hearted, even getting involved in poverty alleviation... By the way, did you see Liu Baishuang today?"

"Do you know Liu Baishuang?"

"Who in the Xuanqing Sect doesn't know her? A beautiful young woman with extraordinary talent, superb swordsmanship, respectful to her teachers and friends, and adorable and charming."

Liu Baishuang didn't even blink.

"...I saw you at the outer market just now."

Ye Jingqiu remained expressionless, but remained silent for a long time:

"By the way, Su Yan was picking out clothes for me at that time."

Who asked you that?

Liu Baishuang waved her hand. Now that she had received the definite news, she did not linger any longer. With a turn of her skirt, she headed towards the outer market.

Ye Jingqiu watched her hurry away, a slight downward smirk playing on his lips.

"Boring woman."

Little Sword Ancestor withdrew his gaze, clutching her clothes as he continued his ostentatious stroll through the city, heading towards Liu Liu.

Liu Baishuang neither knew nor cared about Ye Jingqiu's evaluation of her.

She heard the bells echoing from Sichen Peak and knew that time was running out, but there were mortal settlements near the outer gate, which did not allow her to fly high on her sword.

So he could only throw out his flying sword and glide across the ground like he was on skis.

However, tracking becomes even more difficult once you reach the outer market.

This market is mostly frequented by ordinary people who run businesses selling clothes and food. Many people have heard of the name of this year's genius senior sister, Liu Baishuang, but no one has ever seen what she looks like.

The imposter was dressed in ordinary inner disciple robes, so many people just glanced at him and ignored him.

With only a fleeting glimpse, the shopkeepers and vendors, captivated by the imposter Liu Baishuang's beauty, could vaguely recall her and point her in the right direction.

But this information is disorganized.

Liu Baishuang was still wandering aimlessly through the market like a headless fly.