The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

After Ni Jinxuan lost to another player in the semifinals, everyone realized what was going on.

The Supreme Sect does not support idlers.

Ni Jinxuan's performance in the team competition of the Central Plains Grand Competition was not outstanding, so many people overlooked her presence.

Many of the new generation of disciples of the Supreme Sect have been crippled or injured due to various accidents. The few who are still intact are not particularly outstanding. But now it seems that the Supreme Sect is still the Supreme Sect, and any disciple can be picked out and fight.

Lin Du still didn't show up for the final battle to determine the champion.

Ni Jinxuan was somewhat discouraged. She glanced at the seats of the Supreme Sect one last time before jumping onto the arena.

His opponent was indeed the disciple from Guiyuan Sect who was most likely to win first place. He had defeated a cultivator in the Tengyun Realm by defeating someone at the Great Perfection of the Qin Xin Realm. It was said that he had suppressed his core formation for three years and was preparing to win first place in this competition. His ranking on the Qingyun Ranking was even higher than Ni Jinxuan's, and he was three years older than Ni Jinxuan.

The moment the war drums sounded, Ni Jinxuan took one last look at her seat and finally gave up.

Lin Du probably won't be able to make it in time.

Ni Jinxuan looked at the person opposite her, straightened her expression, and performed a Taoist salute.

"Guiyuan Zongchao Yunshui requests to fight."

The two had the same level of cultivation and were not much different in age. What was most interesting was that even their magical weapons were similar: one had a whip and the other had a silk ribbon.

The female cultivator was dressed in a gold and white disciple's robe. She was tall and slender with gentle features, and looked even less aggressive than Ni Jinxuan.

The Cloud and Water Silk in her hand is a Heavenly Grade Magic Treasure, said to be a family heirloom of a noble family in Qingzhou City under the Guiyuan Sect. When held in her hand, it resembles a misty cloud that stretches from water to sky, appearing even less aggressive than the person herself, yet she has won four consecutive matches, and now she is in her fifth.

The moment the two clashed, Ni Jinxuan realized how tricky the situation was.

The Cloud Water Silk is indeed soft, yet it is elusive and unpredictable, ethereal as smoke and flowing as water. It appears gentle, but can block all escape routes in an instant.

Ni Jinxuan was a disciple of Ju Yuan, and like Mo Lin, she followed a straightforward and explosive path.

Even the whip is a technique of breaking through illusions, with every move landing solidly, making a loud explosion, and consuming a great deal of spiritual energy.

But now, when he strikes with the whip, each move is powerful at the start, but once it hits the target, it's like a mud ox sinking into the sea, his fist hitting cotton.

Although they don't seem to be at a disadvantage right now, mid-to-high-level cultivators who are skilled in combat have already noticed something amiss.

"I'm afraid Guiyuan Sect will take first place now."

"The Supreme Sect failed to secure the top spot in the Qin Xin realm this year, and none of the participants in the Teng Yun realm have shown up either. Oh dear, this is bad."

Although the rankings in the Central Continent Grand Competition don't actually shake the Supreme Sect's standing in the hearts of Central Continent cultivators, the results have never sounded good over the past fifty years. The reputation built up by the predecessors will eventually be completely exhausted.

"If I were the leader of the Supreme Sect, I wouldn't let these kids compete. At most, I'd let people say that the Supreme Sect is running out of successors and is about to die out. That would be better than the current situation, where we can't even compete with others and each generation is worse than the last."

Feng Yi sat in the middle, his eyes lowered, his divine sense locking onto the person who had uttered those words.

Who got carried away?

Yan Qing frowned. "How about... I go up in a bit?"

"The differences between each minor realm in the Cloud Ascension Realm are enormous. With your current early stage, unless you constantly use magical artifacts, I'm afraid you won't be able to defeat someone at the Great Perfection of the Cloud Ascension Realm." Mo Lin had some understanding of his junior brother's strength.

Yan Qing frowned. "But Senior Brother, your..."

They weren't necessarily aiming for first place; the reward for being first in the Cloud Realm was that it could completely heal Mo Lin's bones.

If Lin Du doesn't leave the pass, he won't get the reward this time.

Even if Lin Du comes out of seclusion... she was in the mid-stage of the Cloud Soaring Realm when she went into seclusion, and now she is at most in the late-stage of the Cloud Soaring Realm.

"How about I go?" Xia Tianwu thought for a moment, "Although I'm a medical cultivator, I feel..."

"Junior sister, there's no need for this," Mo Lin stopped her.

It's best not to expose the strange fire unless absolutely necessary. In the past, there were only some rumors. Wu Xi made a guess because he saw Xia Tian refining pills after entering the Supreme Sect. He is not a talkative person and will not spread the word. If he exposes it in public today and confirms it, it will inevitably attract covetousness.

It takes ordinary cultivators at least a hundred years to fully master a strange fire, and even if Xia Tianwu is a genius, it will still take at least ten more years. He didn't want any more accidents to happen.

"What is destined to be yours will be yours, and what is not, you cannot force. Your daily training does not include physical skills or combat training."

In fact, Mo Lin could see clearly that only his lineage in the sect specialized in becoming a henchman. Yan Qinglin, Du Yuanye, and the other two were only good at fighting, but they didn't have that kind of strong combat skills.

Lin Du was able to get on the list because her methods were rather unorthodox; she was a formation master, and to some extent, she could take a gamble.

The situation on the field gradually became clear: Ni Jinxuan's spiritual power was insufficient, and she was at a disadvantage.

She gritted her teeth and gathered her strength, her spiritual energy in her dantian gradually depleting, but for no reason, she remembered what Lin Du had said.

At that time, she was feeling somewhat discouraged because she was the slowest and least learned among the newcomers. Lin Du, being the most perceptive, noticed her restlessness.

"You are born with a balance of the five elements. Most of the five spiritual roots are slow to cultivate because you have to take care of all five elements when absorbing spiritual energy. However, you will be the one who is most likely to comprehend the balance of the rules when you enter the Great Dao. But your master should have told you this."

"What I want to say is that you have a pure heart and you have followed the path of integrity. People say that the rigid are easily broken, but I think that it is the long and straight ones that are easily broken. Therefore, by focusing on one point and taking one place that is extremely rigid and strong, you can also reach the pinnacle."

When Lin Du spoke that day, he wasn't just thinking about cultivation; he was also thinking about the future.

If you really can't figure it out, then don't try to figure it out for the rest of your life. If we're going to be stubborn, then we'll be stubborn to the very end.

Compared to a steel bar, a solid iron ball is harder to bend.

Ni Jinxuan's gaze gradually focused. She kept parrying and going along with the opponent's elusive and unpredictable path. Naturally, her spiritual energy would be wasted and she would be unable to find a breakthrough.

The ethereal cloud-like silk wrapped around her body, gradually tightening, giving her an ethereal and otherworldly appearance, as if surrounded by clouds and mist.

From the inside out, the body is trapped, but to truly cause damage, the spiritual power emitted by Yunshui Ling needs to travel a certain distance and concentrate a little more. The weak point is the output point at the other end when the power is exerted to its fullest extent.

Ni Jinxuan gripped the long whip tightly, the copper bells jingling.

The remaining spiritual energy surged into his hand, and the colorful, crystal-like whip drew an exceptionally dazzling arc of light in the air, like a rainbow after the rain.

Chao Yunshui immediately gathered her strength to meet the attack. The two figures leaped up simultaneously amidst the clouds and rainbow light. The long ribbon and the heavy whip met, and although the ribbon was stretched, it still firmly wrapped the whip.

Then another long ribbon, carrying energy, rushed straight towards Ni Jinxuan, who was entangled in the magical artifact.

Two magical artifacts separated the two of them. Ni Jinxuan finally grasped the point, and her long whip suddenly straightened. The rebound force propelled her to leap further upward. A pink apricot flower bloomed in the air, and the copper bell, wrapped in cloth, rang out with a muffled sound.

Passing through layers of fabric that had transformed into clouds, a delicate yet powerful fist suddenly appeared.

The spiritual power erupted from the part of Chao Yunshui's long silk that had just been exhausted, and a thunderous sound rang out.

When they came to their senses, the platinum-gold figure had already landed outside the arena.

The cloth and the whip moved in opposite directions; with a whoosh, a piece of silk fluttered to the ground, while the whip remained in the hand.

"Ni Jinxuan of the Supreme Sect wins."

Yuan Ye jumped up immediately, "Well done, Junior Sister!"

His spirit stones! He has piles and piles of spirit stones!

Ni Jinxuan let out a long sigh of relief, turned her head, and smiled.

Suddenly, a thunderclap resounded in the sky.

This time it wasn't the sound of punches.

Dark clouds gathered above the arena, faintly forming the aura of a Core Formation Tribulation.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ni Jinxuan is about to advance to the next level.

Feng Yi and Xia Tianwu arrived quickly; one set up a barrier, while the other hurriedly threw her a bottle of pills to replenish her spiritual energy.

A stunned silence fell over the audience, which was then quickly broken into a murmur of discussion.

"It's extremely rare for a cultivator to advance in cultivation level after a fight. The last time was hundreds of years ago. This ticket was worth it."

"Oh, that's the lineage of master and disciple. Last time it was Master Juyuan from the Supreme Sect. What a coincidence, he is the master of today's person."

"...The Supreme Sect is indeed profound in its teachings."