After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Ning Yue adjusted his straw hat with his hand, looked at them leisurely, and casually waved.

They stood frozen in place, seemingly unaware that the people who had been discussing things for so long were already behind them.

His expression turned slightly awkward as he smiled at Ning Yue.

"Could it be... that the young lady is...?"

"Probably." Ning Yue's eyes showed interest. "If you're talking about that rogue cultivator."

"Oh right, right..."

Ning Yue smiled and glanced at them: "That's me, my name is Ning Ning."

Judging from their attire, although they are disciples of a sect, they are not disciples of a major sect.

Looks like there are still several games to play.

Ning Yue wasn't in the mood for a steady, leisurely approach to advancement.

Basically, it can defeat the opponent in one move.

Before resolving the issue, I'll let the other party make a few moves first, and then gently resolve the problem.

Every time he drew his sword, a bone-chilling cold swept across the entire arena, making those in the audience shiver.

In less than two hours, the name Ningning had spread throughout the entire arena.

Everyone who competed against Ningning complained bitterly.

Because there was no sense of competition or sparring, I was completely at the mercy of my opponent, and was easily outmaneuvered and eliminated.

They didn't even touch a corner of the other person's clothes.

What a disgrace, a truly enormous disgrace! Is this really the strength of a rogue cultivator? How can anyone believe it?

But at the same time, I felt genuinely moved.

Wow, that's incredible! There's actually a cultivator with such strength in our class!

……

Yu Chuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and gracefully stepped off the stage.

He just won the match.

His opponent was a disciple of the Purgatory Sect, whose strength was indeed extraordinary. It took him some effort to win.

As expected, he will be at the top of the sword cultivator rankings.

The elders of his own sect were greeting him from below with worried expressions. Yu Chuan was stunned and thought he had lost.

The elder said with concern, "Your opponent for the next match has been revealed; he's a rogue cultivator."

"A rogue cultivator?" Yu Chuan exclaimed in surprise, "That powerful?"

"Hmm." The elder nodded. "The opponent's name is Ningning. I've never heard of her before. She suddenly appeared today and won sixteen consecutive matches. She will face you in the next game."

"Ningning?!" Yu Chuan paused, somewhat puzzled.

Are they the same person? Or just people with the same name?

He initially mistook someone for Ningning from yesterday, but when he couldn't find her, he thought he had made a mistake.

Upon first hearing this name, I began to doubt whether I had read it correctly.

But wasn't the other party from the lower realm? Only my brother cultivates in a sect in the upper realm...

Could it be that he didn't listen carefully and missed something? Ningning herself is also a cultivator?

Yu Chuan lowered his eyes, deep in thought.

Seeing his expression, the elder comforted him, "Don't worry too much. Although the opponent is very strong, you are not bad either. It is still unknown who will win or lose."

Although the opponent's approach was somewhat strange, their moves were fluid and unhurried throughout the fight.

It's just a token gesture; it won't cause any serious injury.

But in the previous match against the disciples of the Purgatory Sect, it was as if Rakshasa had appeared, beating his opponent until he cried his eyes out.

In the end, he wanted to jump off the final stage to admit defeat, but Ningning pulled him back and beat him up again, leaving him almost half dead.

Could it be that the other side only targets disciples from major sects?

Their Qitian Sect can barely be considered a major sect, right? Will the other side also give Yu Chuan a good beating?

The elder was very worried.

……

Yu Chuan was deep in thought about his own problems, and was not as worried as the elders had imagined.

It looks rather secluded... I'm looking forward to it?

Seeing Yu Chuan's expression, the elder's dejected aura vanished instantly.

Look how confident my own disciple is! There's absolutely nothing to worry about!

As soon as the break was over, Yu Chuan was already waiting on the field.

The people sitting below were all disciples who had come because of his reputation.

Some came because of Yu Chuan's reputation, while others came because of Ning Ning's reputation.

Finally, a white figure slowly emerged from the other side.

He walked slowly, looking very composed, and wore a straw hat covering his face.

Yu Chuan was startled.

He was right this morning; the man's figure was very similar to Ningning's.

The other person reached out, their forearm slender and clean-cut, and lifted their straw hat. The white veil brushed against their cheek, revealing a remarkably familiar face.

"Ningning—?!" Yu Chuan exclaimed in surprise.

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect us to be matched up." Ning Yue's expression was very calm, without any panic.

"You..." Yu Chuan's tone was somewhat puzzled, "You've come to participate in the Heavenly Ranking competition?"

"Yes, although I am a rogue cultivator and often live in the lower realms, my strength is still considerable."

Ning Yue smiled and said, "From your description, the Heavenly Ranking seems quite interesting, so I came to join in the fun."

"I see..." Yu Chuan nodded knowingly.

It turns out that Ningning is also a cultivator, but she lives in the lower realm and doesn't know much about things in the upper realm.

"I never expected Ningning to be a peak Golden Core cultivator." Yu Chuan looked at her with admiration.

"Wow, that's amazing! I'm so blind, I didn't even notice it at first glance."

Ning Yue waved his hand: "It's normal, many people overlook this point."

Because she remained hidden for many years and shielded others from her perception, those who saw her for the first time subconsciously forgot about her level of cultivation.

Unless she removes the block herself.

It works quite well.

For example, right now...

She had deliberately concealed her cultivation level, but the other party thought she was just blind and hadn't noticed.

The elder in charge was also very interested in the duel between the two.

One is a rising star who has gained popularity in recent years, and the other is a mysterious girl who suddenly appeared today.

This immediately piqued the interest of everyone present.

Excited glances kept shifting between Yu Chuan and Ning Ning.

"Is this Ningning really that amazing? She releases cold air the moment she draws her sword?"

"While I've occasionally felt the cold air in other venues, it wasn't as bad as you guys are saying, was it?"

"I have nothing to say to people like you who weren't there."

"If you've ever watched Ningning in just one of her matches, you'll know how terrifying her strength is."

"I've been following this game since the very first one! I've been shivering from the cold every time, but I still made it this time, and I finally managed to snag a good spot!"

"Do you have masochistic tendencies? You came here specifically to find Dong!?"

"Get lost! You don't understand!"

"Okay, okay, I don't understand, I don't understand."

Yu Chuan and Ning Yue on the stage are both people with keen hearing. Upon hearing the argument, they both burst into laughter.

"Please enlighten me." Yu Chuan cupped his hands, drew his sword, and looked at Ning Yue with shining eyes.

After hearing so many comments, he became very interested in Ning Yue's abilities.

It would be nice to experience the feeling of shivering from the cold.

Ning Yue glanced at Yu Chuan and smiled, "Come on."

Yu Chuan is also at the peak of the Golden Core stage; there are no disciples with cultivation levels above the Nascent Soul stage in this year's class.

The sword light flashed suddenly, carrying a sharp aura and momentum, and rushed towards Ning Yue with unstoppable force.

Ning Yue's expression remained unchanged as he stared at the tip of the sword.