This cultivation world was never serious from the start.

Chen Feng looked confused, and Zhang Haizhu's eyes widened.

What do you mean by saying that you've practiced Qi cultivation and ended up with only a head, an arm, and a leg?

"Ahem, my situation is rather special." Su Zhe blushed and coughed twice before speaking.

The reason for practicing Qi in this way is due to the habits of paper figures.

The first shot to the mouth prevents begging for mercy, the second shot to the leg prevents escape, and the third shot to the arm prevents retaliation...

Forced into a corner, Su Zhe could only concentrate all his spiritual energy on his head, right leg, and right arm, which resulted in him only practicing his right side of the body.

But to put it another way, isn't this also a sign that you've reached the middle stage of Qi Refining, halfway through the Qi Refining process?

Su Zhe could even proudly say that he is now at the fourth level of Qi Refining!

It's not 4:50 yet because there are still some areas where I haven't had time to practice!

"So, you can be considered to be in the mid-stage of Qi Refining."

  

After hearing Su Zhe's explanation, Zhang Haizhu grimaced in shock.

"In that case, Brother Su truly deserves to be called a prodigy, starting late but surpassing others!"

Chen Feng nodded slightly, his face full of admiration.

Su Zhe smiled.

Is the progress fast?

It was replaced with the Fourth Elder's alchemy furnace!

"The three of us are at the mid-stage of Qi Refining. Among the thirteen disciples in this cohort, we three are considered among the best! This time, our Three Heroes of Tianwen will definitely take the top three!"

Zhang Haizhu spoke with great confidence.

Su Zhe nodded. The Three Heroes of Tianwen must secure a top-three finish!

As for what happens if someone doesn't make the top three? Whoever comes in third will be the substitute for one of the Three Heroes of Tianwen!

Time flew by like the leaky alchemy furnace of the Fourth Elder, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed since Su Zhe and the others began their studies.

According to past practice, new disciples will have a private competition one month after they begin their studies.

It didn't involve any elders or seniors; it was just a private competition among people from the same cohort.

Even the referees were all disciples from the eight secondary peaks; not a single senior member of the sect made a public appearance.

However, many senior students who started very early came to watch and join in the fun.

For example, a senior brother from the Dan Pavilion came and is currently setting up his stall himself, with a sign in front of it.

[With the senior disciple of Dan Pavilion in charge! Purchasing pills is now more convenient!]

Su Zhe looked closely and saw that the so-called senior brother was none other than the one who had said "one hundred spirit stones" before!

Beside him, a female disciple covered her face, seemingly unwilling to stand with her senior brother.

Su Zhe also remembered her; she was one of only two female disciples in this year's class, and her name seemed to be Qinghuan.

"Our senior brother from Jianfeng is here too," Chen Feng said, his gaze falling to the other side.

Following Chen Feng's gaze, Su Zhe saw a handsome man with an elegant demeanor, leaning against a willow tree with a long sword in his arms, looking affectionate. The willow branches gently brushed against his hair, giving him the image of a melancholy beauty, which was very much in line with Su Zhe's impression of a sword cultivator.

"That's wonderful," Su Zhe sighed softly.

Senior Sister definitely won't come for something like this.

After a month of training, he learned the identity of his senior sister. His master's fate was unknown, and only his portrait hung in the main hall. His senior sister was in charge of the Tianwen Sect on behalf of her master, serving as the acting sect leader.

Soon, all thirteen new disciples were gathered.

Unexpectedly, there was another guest.

Enforcement Master Chang Yin—also known as the eldest disciple of the Enforcement Hall.

Chang Yin had a clear goal and headed straight for the eldest disciple of Danfeng.

"Unauthorized stalls are prohibited within the sect. A fine of five hundred spirit stones will be imposed!" Chang Yin announced.

The eldest disciple of Danfeng stood up and quietly slipped a bottle to Chang Yin.

Chang Yin didn't even glance at it, holding up the bottle. "Intentionally attempting to bribe the Enforcement Hall! The punishment is doubled, a fine of five thousand spirit stones!"

The eldest disciple of Danfeng was dumbfounded. In the end, he could only pay the fine with a pained expression and watch helplessly as Chang Yin took the signboard away.

Watching this scene unfold, Su Zhe couldn't help but sigh, "Tianwen Sect is truly a place of outstanding people and abundant resources!"

Just when Su Zhe thought this unreliable Danfeng disciple would finally behave for a while, the other party suddenly took off his Taoist robe, turned it inside out, and draped it over his own body!

The large, gleaming gold characters on his Taoist robe, "I am the eldest disciple of Danfeng," almost blinded Su Zhe.

Su Zhe was greatly shocked. This person, if placed a few decades before his time travel, would have been a nobody!

Just as Su Zhe was looking around, the senior disciples in charge of hosting this competition also discussed the competition schedule.

"There are thirteen disciples in total this year. Su Zhe, the sect leader's disciple, received a bye in the first round. Does anyone have any objections?"

"Referee" asked.

"No objections!" Zhang Haizhu was the first to speak.

All eyes turned to this side.

Su Zhe and Chen Feng silently moved away from Zhang Haizhu.

"By the way, this competition is based on voluntary participation. Participants are willing to accept minor injuries during the competition. Any objections?"

On the judges' panel, a judge dressed in the robes of the Enforcement Hall stood up, looked around, and asked a question.

"Is he targeting me?" Zhang Haizhu leaned close to Su Zhe and asked in a low voice.

On the judges' panel, one of the judges from the Enforcement Hall directly called out, "Zhang Haizhu! Did you hear that?"

"Got it!" Zhang Haizhu said, pursing his lips.

"Round One! Let's begin the draw!"

The judges from the Enforcement Hall nodded, waved their hands, and twelve beams of light flew from their palms, landing on the heads of the twelve contestants who were preparing to participate in the competition.

The next moment, the beam of light shifted, displaying several sets of numbers from one to six.

"Those whose number is one, please enter the competition area in the square!"

The judges from the Enforcement Hall spoke.

Su Zhe glanced at them and saw that one of them was the female disciple from Danfeng, and the other was actually Chen Feng.

Chen Feng nodded to Su Zhe and strode into the center of the square.

On the other side, the girl looked nervous, but was still pushed to the center of the square by Senior Brother Danfeng.

Su Zhe had learned in advance that there had never been any problems with this kind of private competition, after all, a new disciple who had only been in the sect for a month was at most at the Qi Refining stage.

Among the onlookers were many senior disciples at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages, who could stop any action of a Qi Refining cultivator with a single thought.

Therefore, the safety is very well guaranteed, which is why the elders tacitly agree to hold the competition in private.

In the very center of the square, Chen Feng, holding a long sword, nodded to the other party.

With a hint of shyness on her face, the young girl Qinghuan took small steps to the center of the square.

"I've met... Senior... Senior Brother," Qinghuan said slowly, her voice clear and crisp.

Chen Feng became the disciple of the Third Elder, and the Master of Dan Peak was the Fourth Elder. In addition, Chen Feng and Qing Huan became disciples in the same year, so it is reasonable for them to address each other as senior brothers.

"You go first," Chen Feng nodded, displaying the elegant demeanor of a sword cultivator.

Qinghuan nodded shyly, took out a small jade bottle from her pocket, and poured out a seemingly ordinary pill.

"Senior brother, this pill is called the Wild Ox Pill. It can unleash the power of an ancient wild ox. Please be careful, senior brother," the girl Koi said.

"Junior sister, please be bold and make your move." Chen Feng held his longsword with full confidence.

Taking elixirs?

This is indeed a common method used by alchemists, but it is somewhat intriguing that a beautiful young girl would unleash the power of an ancient bull.

Just as Chen Feng was waiting for Qing Huan to take the pill to unleash the power of the Primordial Wild Bull, Qing Huan suddenly threw the pill into the air.

"It's you I choose! Primordial Bull!"

Moo~

A desolate voice rang out, the pill split open from the middle, a beam of light shot out, and a huge ancient bull strode out of the pill!

Su Zhe, who was watching the battle, widened his eyes. "A Poké Ball! And a Mini Rock?"