Chapter 89 Qiao Tingting appears, and is the finale

A clear, high-pitched sound of a phoenix suddenly rang out, as if it could pierce the sky.

The entire noisy square suddenly became quiet.

Everyone subconsciously looked up at the sky.

I saw a brilliant colorful stream of light rushing towards me from the horizon.

Above the flowing light, one can vaguely see a majestic phoenix, its wings burning with a gentle but non-scorching flame.

On the back of the phoenix, there was a girl wearing extremely luxurious and colorful robes, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face.

"It's Qiao Tingting from Shangqing Sect!"

"Oh my god, she actually contracted the legendary phoenix."

"As expected of the chosen one, such a majestic demeanor, wow."

"Don't say that, you are worthy of being my goddess. You were born a phoenix."

After a brief silence, there was an even more thunderous roar of admiration and enthusiasm.

The phoenix circled gracefully and slowly landed in the most prominent area.

Qiao Tingting landed lightly, the gemstones on her skirt sparkling. She raised her chin slightly and scanned the entire audience with her innate pride.

Following closely behind, Zhang Wuji, the head of the Shangqing Sect, also wearing valuable robes, landed with his head held high, followed by a group of disciples.

Those disciples, both men and women, were all well-dressed, had extraordinary magical weapons, and all had the same arrogance on their faces.

"Fairy Qiao, look over here!!"

"Fairy Tingting, you are the most beautiful!"

Countless male cultivators in the field were instantly boiling with excitement, their eyes were burning, and their shouts were deafening.

“Ahhh, it’s Senior Brother Lin from Shangqing Sect. He’s so handsome!”

"And Senior Brother Li, the gems on his robes are real, right? They're so luxurious. He's so handsome~"

The female practitioners turned their eyes to the brothers around Qiao Tingting who were also wearing jewels and precious stones, and screamed continuously.

The group of people from Shangqing Sect were like the scorching sun, instantly taking away all the light in the venue.

"Bah! Pretending!" Yan Jinjin looked at Qiao Tingting's arrogant attitude and couldn't help but spit in a low voice.

What he hated most was this kind of pretentious woman, and the whole sect was filled with a vulgar atmosphere of "we are very rich and great".

Li Xiaoran and the others were also indifferent, especially since they had known about it earlier, and it was a demon who had taken over another person's body and was reborn.

On the high platform, the leaders and elders of several other major sects looked at Zhang Wuji's smug look, which he wanted to announce to the world, and a hint of disapproval flashed in their eyes.

Although the world of immortal cultivation also values ​​resources, such blatant showing off is somewhat inferior.

However, when Zhang Wuji brought Qiao Tingting to the viewing platform to greet other sect leaders, everyone's faces were filled with warm smiles.

"Master Zhang, congratulations! Your disciple is truly a man of extraordinary grace and talent."

"Yes, Shangqing Sect has such a good disciple, and the future is promising."

All kinds of compliments and flattery are heard everywhere.

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed when he heard this. He raised his chin even higher and looked around, finally landing on Fan Wuzhi who was resting with his eyes closed in the corner.

He walked over with a few steps. His voice was neither loud nor soft, but loud enough for everyone around to hear.

"Brother Fan, how are you?"

Fan Wuzhi didn't even raise his eyelids.

Zhang Wuji didn't care and said to himself, "Tsk tsk, did you see that? My disciple Tingting was born with the fate of a phoenix and has great luck. She has only been my disciple for a little over half a year, and now her cultivation is close to that of the Nascent Soul stage."

He deliberately emphasized the words "more than half a year" and "approaching the Nascent Soul stage".

"Back then, some people were so blind that they had to choose something... Oh, by the way, what was it called? Look, it doesn't even have a name. It's called like a little pet. Xiaobai, right?"

He pretended to be suddenly enlightened, his tone was full of obvious sarcasm, "You really are, leaving behind a real rough jade and picking up a piece of it, haha."

"Brother Fan, do you regret it now? Do you feel that you really made a mistake in your judgment?"

Fan Wuzhi finally slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were calm, he glanced at Zhang Wuji lightly without saying a word.

He was too lazy to pay attention to such a clown.

Regret? He never regretted it.

Disciples like Qiao Tingting, no matter how talented they are, are too utilitarian and impetuous in character. They may seem glamorous, but in fact they have long been corrupted by vanity.

Moreover, there was something in this disciple's bones. He couldn't see it clearly, but his intuition had long told him that this disciple was a disaster.

He would not want a disciple like this even if given to him. Who knows, he might bring disgrace to the sect someday.

His junior sister Xiaobai, although young, is pure, insightful, and naturally spiritual. She is a truly priceless treasure.

Besides, a name is just a synonym for something. It doesn't matter whether it sounds nice or ugly. It's better to keep it simple.

It’s not about what the person is called, but about what kind of person he is.

Forget it, superficial guys don’t deserve to be talked about.

Xiaobai nestled in the arms of the senior sister, with his little head slightly tilted.

[Young Master, Young Master, that old man surnamed Zhang is bullying your master~]

[He said that your master was blind and chose you instead of that old demon woman riding a bird.]

[He also said you are not as good as the one riding a bird. ]

The voice of the heavenly book chirped in her mind, with a bit of excitement of watching the fun.

Xiaobai blinked his big eyes and looked calmly at Qiao Tingting who was surrounded by the crowd.

There was indeed a lot of energy surrounding her, but that energy was mixed and impure, and there was a faint trace of being controlled by someone.

This old woman from the demon clan is always harming others. Has she ever thought that she is just a pawn after all?

And it's just a temporary, bright and beautiful chess piece.

Xiaobai withdrew her gaze and pouted slightly.

Angry at a chess piece?

She just doesn't care.

Xiaoxiao blinked her big eyes and looked calmly at Sect Leader Zhang, whose nose was almost sticking up to the sky.

[Master, he is looking down on you! He said that your master picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelons! ]

[That woman riding a bird, she's almost reached the Nascent Soul stage in half a year, sounds like she's pretty amazing? ]

The Heavenly Book was making noises in her sea of ​​consciousness, with a subtle tone of comparison.

Xiaobai pouted her little mouth slightly.

Is it awesome?

That's how she felt.

Not even as powerful as one of her fingers.

She stretched out her chubby little hand and poked the air in the direction of Zhang Wuji.

Just for a moment.

No one noticed the little action of this three-and-a-half-year-old baby.

Zhang Wuji was feeling very proud, enjoying the vague awe-inspiring looks from those around him, waiting to see Fan Wuzhi's embarrassment.

However, Fan Wuzhi remained calm, as if what he said was just a gust of wind.

Zhang Wuji hit a snag, his face looked a little unhappy, he snorted coldly, and was about to say something more unpleasant.

Sudden--

"Fellow Daoists, please be quiet."

A deep and majestic voice, like the sound of a huge bell, instantly drowned out all the noise in the square.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw a middle-aged man with extraordinary demeanor and wearing the standard official robe of the City Lord's Mansion standing on the highest viewing platform in the center of the square.

He has a square face, sharp eyes, and an intimidating presence without even getting angry.

"It's the Lord of Tianling City, Deputy Alliance Leader Lu." Someone whispered.

Lu Yuan, the lord of Tianling City, is also one of the vice-leaders of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance and holds a respected position.

Lu Yuan's eyes slowly swept across the entire venue, and his voice clearly spread to every corner:

"Welcome all the talented people from the immortal sects and fellow cultivators to come to Tianling City to participate in this millennium competition."

"This competition is jointly held by the Immortal Cultivation Alliance and the major sects. It is an unprecedented event."

He waved his hand and pointed to the vast square.

"The area where you are now is newly built by the Alliance and the City Lord's Mansion at a huge expense, using formations to create a space, and it is large enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of cultivators."

Wow...

There was a sound of gasps from the crowd.

A venue that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, what a grand occasion!