Xiao Feng glanced at the murderer in the distance, unconsciously tightening his grip on the knife, feeling a faint pain emanating from the wounds on his body.

"The saintess's reputation may indeed make us feel secure and safe from humiliation in this competition, but what about afterward?"

Upon hearing this, Xi Ji immediately replied, "But at least we can get through this competition in peace."

Xiao Feng smiled and shook his head, then rubbed her head. Because today was the day of the martial arts competition, she had specially washed and tidied her hair, so it was no longer sloppy.

"This time, I will stand up."

Xi Ji and Fu Yun really didn't know why, but after going out for a while, she gained an opportunity and became the senior sister who went from the early stage of Nascent Soul to the late stage of Nascent Soul. It seemed that more than just her cultivation level had changed.

...

The trial's completion condition was to slay three ferocious beasts of the same cultivation level, which was far too easy for Diefang and her companions.

Diefang glanced at Wenxin.

Wenxin was also looking at Diefang.

A meeting of minds is a single thought, a glance is all it takes to know.

"My dearest second junior sister Wenxin, let's fight against organized crime as if we were at home!"

"My dear senior sister Diefang, if there's no problem, then... let's set off!"

Only Xin Yu stared blankly at the two who seemed to have suddenly changed their demeanor.

It seems like Diefang and Sister Wenxin are a little different from before.

The poor, lowly saintess, fearing isolation, immediately began to speak.

“My dearest Diefang and Wenxin, please don’t forget to leave me behind.”

Diefang and Wenxin smiled and ruffled Xinyu's hair.

The bully makes his appearance.