This cultivation world was never serious from the start.

"Senior Brother Su, I admit that the late-stage Undying Golden Body is very strong, but in the Qi Refining realm, magical techniques are superior!"

Yun Shuiyao spoke, her face radiating confidence.

As a member of the Chu royal family, she was naturally inclined to the Dao by bloodline. Now, having become a disciple of the Sixth Elder of the Tianwen Sect, her understanding and control of magic far surpasses that of other cultivators at the same level.

She can use all kinds of magic with ease!

"Have you ever heard the saying?" Su Zhe asked leisurely, holding his spear.

"What?" Yun Shuiyao looked puzzled.

"Within seven steps, the gun is fast," Su Zhe said calmly.

"Then I'll just keep you away, won't I?" Yun Shuiyao said with a confident smile.

As soon as the judges gave the order, Yunshuiyao immediately pulled away.

Just as she raised her hand to cast a spell, Su Zhe suddenly held his spear in front of him and pulled the trigger.

Almost instantly, a burst of light and flame erupted from the spearhead, and the silver spearhead flew out at such a speed that the Qi Refining cultivator's vision went black.

Yunshuiyao had never seen anything like this before.

In his haste, he tried to raise his hand to cast a defensive spell, but the spear was too fast!

Before she could even make a move, Chang Yin, the senior disciple of the Enforcement Hall, had already stepped in to block the attack for her.

"Su Zhe wins."

Chang Yin spoke calmly.

"You flatter me!" Su Zhe smiled and clasped his hands in greeting to Yun Shuiyao.

Yun Shuiyao looked surprised, then returned the greeting after a moment, pouted, and walked off the stage.

On the judges' panel, the disciples of Weapon Peak had their eyes shining. "Wow! This skill! It's only right that Weapon Peak should be in charge! After the competition, we'll invite this Junior Brother Su to Weapon Peak to give a lecture!"

In the next match, Chen Feng will face Duanmu Yan from the Enforcement Hall.

Both were men, each more handsome than the other, yet each more ferocious in a fight.

In the end, Chen Feng's innate swordsmanship was superior, and he knocked Duanmu Yan off the stage.

The battle for the top spot among the freshmen ultimately fell to Su Zhe and Chen Feng.

On the arena, the two stood facing each other.

Chen Feng's expression was solemn.

Others may not know, but he knows it perfectly well.

Su Zhe is very strong!

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According to Su Zhe himself, when he was cultivating on the main peak, he fought a fierce battle with the paper doll for half a month in order to activate the indestructible golden body. No matter how badly he was beaten, he didn't utter a sound!

This kind of person is terrifying!

"Brother Chen, the gun is fast from seven paces away," Su Zhe said with a smile.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, his longsword already drawn from its sheath. "I don't practice magic, only swordsmanship. Seven steps is too far!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed straight towards Su Zhe.

"Wow! This new disciple of Sword Peak has a very accurate idea! A spear is fast beyond seven paces, but within seven paces, that's not necessarily true!"

"This is the optimal distance for sword cultivators to close the gap. It looks like Junior Brother Su is going to be at a disadvantage!"

"The two are already locked in fierce combat. Junior Brother Su truly lives up to his reputation as having an indestructible golden body; he withstood Junior Brother Chen's sword strike and only suffered a superficial wound!"

"Junior Brother Chen truly lives up to his reputation as a born swordsman! His sword flashed, and Junior Brother Su was completely... no! What's that so bright?!"

"My eyes..."

The judges who were giving their commentary suddenly covered their eyes.

The ordinary-looking spear in Su Zhe's hand suddenly burst forth with intense light!

Moreover, it was flashing at an extremely high frequency, and the dazzling light made even the senior brothers on the judges' panel cover their eyes, let alone Chen Feng, who was fighting against him.

In just a moment, Chen Feng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

By the time he came to his senses, the spear was already held against his neck!

"Sorry! I won!" Su Zhe said with a smile.

At the tip of the spear, the three low-grade spirit stones had completely turned gray, and the spiritual energy inside them burst forth in an instant, stimulating the "spiritual lamp" at the spearhead, which produced that dazzling light.

Su Zhe calls it—the Flash Gun!

Chen Feng's expression was complicated; he hadn't expected to lose so quickly.

Below, Yun Shuiyao, who had been defeated by Su Zhe, looked relieved.

Indeed, things outside the royal family are far too treacherous...

Congratulations to Junior Brother Su Zhe for winning first place among this year's new disciples!

On the judges' panel, Ze Feng's senior brother shouted loudly.

The competition for new disciples has now come to an end.

Although it was an unofficial competition, the many senior students who came to watch still managed to collect quite a few prizes.

As the first place winner, Su Zhe received a considerable amount of rare and precious materials and spirit stones.

Back on the main peak, Mingxi looked at Su Zhe, who was carrying a bundle and had a smug expression on his face, and asked, "You won?"

Her voice was calm, carrying an air of self-assured confidence, as if the disciples she, Mingxi, had no right to win.

"Yeah! We won! First place?" Su Zhe said confidently.

"That's good." Mingxi nodded, then looked at the portrait on the altar. "Let's offer incense to Master and tell him this good news."

After spending a month together, Su Zhe had gotten used to his master's ambiguous state of being able to live or die at will.

He ran quickly to the box beside him, took out three incense sticks, lit them by the ever-burning lamp, and then respectfully placed them into the incense burner, muttering incantations as he did so.

"Master, may your spirit in heaven bless me, I won first place in this year's new disciple competition, and I have not let my senior sister down..."

Su Zhe muttered to himself in a low voice, while Ming Xi sat quietly to the side watching.

"Wei Feng sent a message asking you to come over and also to ask if you'd be willing to tell them the purpose of the spear. If you are, they'll give you a usage fee," Mingxi said.

"Weapon Peak? Is that the Eighth Elder's territory?" Su Zhe asked.

Mingxi nodded. "I don't recommend you go."

"Why?" Su Zhe was taken aback; this was the first time he had ever heard a negative response from his senior sister.

"Because your master's spirit in heaven will not be watching over you from the Weapon Peak," Mingxi said calmly.

Su Zhe was wondering what was going on when his gaze suddenly fell on the mourning banner beside him, and then he suddenly realized what was going on.

"Okay! I won't go to Qifeng!" Su Zhe nodded firmly.

"Well, you've been disciples for over a month now, and your cultivation has reached a basic level. If you have some free time, you can go to the Enforcement Hall. There are disciple missions there. Completing them will earn you sect contribution points, which you can exchange for the qualification to enter the Scripture Pavilion."

Mingxi spoke calmly, her emotions as stable as a system, and gave Su Zhe the task for the next stage.

Su Zhe slapped his thigh; he immediately sensed something was off!

It turns out the library was missing!

In fantasy novels, the library is a hotbed of opportunities!

What kind of sweeping monk is this!

What a cold and aloof female martial arts master!

What Fairy Pei...

"Does our sect's scripture pavilion require contributions to enter?" Su Zhe asked casually.

"This is a rule set by our grandmaster. He said that the Scripture Pavilion should look like a Scripture Pavilion. Only by paying the price will the disciples cherish every opportunity to enter the Scripture Pavilion more."

Mingxi spoke calmly.

Su Zhe thought about it and realized it made some sense.

"But I don't quite agree. After all, scriptures and techniques are meant for disciples to cultivate, so there's no need to impose restrictions," Mingxi continued.

"Senior sister is right!" Su Zhe immediately said.

Upon hearing this, Mingxi smiled faintly, "Keep an eye on Master's news while you're traveling."

"Are we going to bring Master's body back?" Su Zhe asked subconsciously.

"It has to be alive," Mingxi said.

Su Zhe was shocked. His master could even see GG resurrected?