These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"I apologize, Master and Sect Master. I just took a shower and am late."

Lu Qingyan bit her thin lips instantly.

He... was still calling himself Master...

He hasn't left me yet...

But why torture myself like this...? Is it really fun to torment my heart like a knife stuck in it...? PS: There will be another update tonight~ Please give me some monthly votes~~~

40 Haha

"SuSu~ Why are you so late?"

Qin Shuangshuang looked at the pretty girl who was still looking around as the group slowly arrived at Xuejian Peak and asked.

The girl, who was subconsciously searching for a figure, reluctantly turned her gaze from the open space back to the girl beside her.

"Hmm... It took me a while to feed those fat cats... Did Master ask me about it?"

Looking at the girl's face as she turned around, Qin Shuangshuang truly understood what it meant to be beautiful as a flower in bloom.

This was indeed her most genuine feeling at that moment; her eyes were lively and clear, like an ever-flowing fountain of youth.

Qin Shuangshuang's eyes were glued to her face, and her cheeks flushed slightly as a result, her eyes filled with longing and yearning for a better future.

"N-nothing. What were you looking for just now?"

Qin Shuangshuang asked curiously.

Su Mi smiled, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "I was wondering if my senior brother had arrived... Everyone's here except him. I wonder if something happened to him..."

It was that boy again...

It's him again...

"He's not even a disciple of our Xuejian Peak, so why do you call him Senior Brother, Su Su...? Maybe you're still half asleep."

Su Mi thought for a moment before answering.

“They are all disciples of the Yuanjian Sect…and I’ve called him senior brother since I was very young, there’s no need to change it.”

She muttered with some worry, "He didn't really oversleep on such an important day, did he?"

Looking at the large open space, the formations that had been clearly separated were now arranged with the Yuanjian Sect and the Luchen Sect on either side, a formation comparable to that of the sect alliance in Nanjian Prefecture.

Qin Shuangshuang was dissatisfied with Su Mi's constant talk about that good-looking but empty-headed boy, and still believed that he defeated Li Hanyang only by using special means or simply by luck.

The young man already had a senior sister with a cold yet captivating beauty and a master who was as beautiful as a fairy. He was also involved in ambiguous relationships with these women and had even harmed Su Mi, whom he regarded as the most beautiful treasure in the world. She felt genuinely dissatisfied and even angry.

So naturally, he blurted out, "I guess they're too scared to come...maybe they're afraid of making a fool of themselves and simply won't come at all..."

Qin Shuangshuang, who said those words, did not expect that Su Mi's gaze towards her would actually change.

Although his expression remained gentle, there was an unusual seriousness in his eyes.

"Shuangshuang, he is my senior brother, the person who is the best to me. Even if you were the one saying this, I would still be angry."

Qin Shuangshuang panicked immediately.

"No...I...SuSu...I just feel that he..."

Qin Shuangshuang wanted to tell Su Mi that her guess was not a malicious conjecture, but was based on countless reasons.

But Su Mi shook her head.

“You can’t say that about him. The reason you think he’s a certain kind of person is simply because you don’t understand him, and he never intended to prove anything to you.”

"..."

Qin Shuangshuang hesitated to speak, but in the girl's earnest yet distant gaze, she became weak and even somewhat aggrieved.

Su Mi simply stopped visiting her.

There's no need for her to explain anything; some things are best left unsaid, just as he said:

There are as many hearts as there are people in this world. How they see me is not important, because they are not important to me either.

I must be very important to my senior, that's fine then~

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"Why are the people from Yuanjian Sect so slow? Uncle Chen, are they even going to continue the competition?"

Luo Kang was the most impatient of them all, while Yuan Jiacao beside him was resting with her eyes closed, seemingly not planning to exert any more effort before going on stage.

Chen Lang looked over there and said.

"It seems one of their disciples hasn't arrived yet; they're waiting..."

No sooner had these words been spoken than another young male disciple exclaimed in surprise.

"No way... So many people, waiting for him alone? Who is this big shot? Could he be a hidden genius of the Yuanjian Sect in recent years?"

Chen Lang shook his head with a smile, seemingly both amused and exasperated.

"One named Wei Tu... is the other one of the two disciples from Little Iris Peak besides Jiang Ying..."

They were still puzzled when they heard the name Wei Tu, because they didn't know who this person was.

It wasn't until Chen Lang mentioned that it was the other one besides Jiang Ying that she realized what was going on.

"Huh? Him?"

"Let me put it this way, Jiang Ying's growing fame in Nan Jian Prefecture... Wei Tu definitely deserves half the credit."

"Hahaha... Yeah, after all, geniuses are always contrasted with good-for-nothings."

It seems that this is true of most things; the excellence of one thing is always highlighted by the contrast with the poorness of another.

Moreover, Xiaoyuan Peak is already suffering from a severe shortage of talent.

At this moment, no one noticed that Yuan Jiacao, whose eyes had been slightly closed, opened them and stared intently at the direction of the Yuanjian Sect disciples not far away.

But the figure that should have been there was nowhere to be seen.

Luo Kang looked at Chen Lang curiously.

"Why let him play... Surely the Yuanjian Sect hasn't fallen so low in talent? Could it be that they've made some rapid progress in the last few years?"

Chen Lang shook his head.

"I asked several elders about Wei Tu's situation, and they only said that it was their sect leader's decision... but as for his strength... there doesn't seem to be much to say about him."

"Hahaha...Isn't this offending the sect leader? He's getting a hard time."

"How miserable. Cultivation is hard enough, and now the sect leader is on your mind."

"I think this is just cannon fodder, isn't it?"

"Is this really the strategy of Tian Ji's horse racing?"

"They're still not here after all this time, are they just too scared to play? What are we waiting for? I'm getting sleepy if they don't play soon!"

The discussion was quite imaginative, with everyone seemingly having their own interpretation.

They were all talking at once.

Yuan Jiacao simply watched until a figure dressed in pure white appeared in his line of sight.

At this moment, someone noticed this unusual figure.

"Hey...it seems like they're here!"

"They actually dared to come, huh?"

"Hmm? She seems quite pretty... But this isn't a beauty pageant, is it? What's the use of being good-looking?"

"You wouldn't know, if he ran into Senior Sister Xu, maybe she would let him off the hook~"

"Who told you to talk nonsense, you brat? But... it's not like you can't."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Chen Lang shattered the cheerful atmosphere of his disciples.

"Alright, everyone, be serious. Stop joking around and shaking your heads at me. Get ready."

Then Chen Lang went to Yuan Jiacao, who seemed particularly quiet today.

"Five opponents, which one are you planning to go up in? My suggestion is that if you are confident, it would be best to go up against Qiao Zhiheng, and second best against Li Hanyang. This disciple's foundation is unstable, his realm is superficial, and he is prone to being superficial. I don't mind Bai Youwei. Although she has good talent, it would be better if your junior sister Xu went up against her. That would make sense."

Deploying troops in formation seems to be a crucial aspect. At the very least, matching the right style not only makes the match more exciting but also gives your side more initiative and a better chance.

However, he seemed unaware that Yuan Jiacao harbored an unusual obsession at this moment.

He slowly closed his eyes to clear his mind of distracting thoughts.

"I'll fight Wei Tu."

"what?!"

Chen Lang was stunned and stood there in shock. His best disciple was going to fight against what was practically cannon fodder sent by the other side.

Isn't this a case of falling into Tian Ji's horse racing trap?

However, Yuan Jiacao's attitude was very firm.

"For the sake of my Kenshin... I must defeat him."

He said this with great conviction.

Whether it's difficult or easy, he has to do it, because he knows it clearly.

I've already been affected, and if I can't defeat him head-on, it will be extremely difficult for me to continue down this path.

It may even break.

As for the honor of the entire Lu Chen Sect, he had no time to care. He opened his eyes, looked over there, and his eyes were filled with a deep yet intense fighting spirit.

But in the direction he was looking, the white-clad youth seemed to be destined to be watching him with a smile, as if... without any fear.

Ha ha.

Perhaps you're confident you'll win this game by sheer luck... Unfortunately, the person you're about to face is me. PS: I'm not discouraged yet, but everyone thinks I am.