Yan Xuehen had never thought about this question before, but now that Chu Chuyan had reminded her, she began to ponder it.

Back then, Zu'an risked his life to save her several times, bringing his body to the brink of collapse. Could she really just sit idly by and watch that man die?

Thinking of this, she slowly said, "I think I will still do it."

Chu Chuyan smiled slightly: "Since that's the case, what is your friend still worried about? Although it was an unintentional mistake, it's enough that she doesn't regret it. As for the consequences, she can find a way to resolve them. There's always a way out."

Her master was usually aloof and cold, like a snow maiden on an iceberg, without any worldly desires. So she never imagined that her revered master would be the friend she was talking about. Her first reaction was to guess that he was an acquaintance in her circle.

However, given Master's personality, it seems that she only has a few people around her who can be considered friends, but none of them quite match her description. Surely it's not the Demonic Sect Leader Yun Jianyue?

After hearing her words of comfort, Yan Xuehen felt inexplicably better: "Chu Yan, thank you."

Chu Chuyan smiled and said, "It's a happy thing to be able to share Master's worries."

Yan Xuehen's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly said, "I will find a chance to tell my friend."

Chu Chuyan didn't suspect anything and happily chatted with her about the upcoming competition.

...

Early the next morning, disciples from all sects gathered at the Golden Summit, waiting to see the final competition for the championship.

Everyone was discussing who was more likely to win.

After several days of observation, everyone was more optimistic about Peng Wuyan, after all, Pei Mianman had played against only one player in the group stage.

They won with great difficulty and suffered serious injuries.

It's simply because he hasn't reached the level of a Grandmaster!

Peng Wuyan's record is much stronger; she has defeated several chief disciples, and even Wu Xiaofan, who was recognized as the number one player before the competition.

Of course, Pei Mianman's supporters believe that just because she has a Celestial-grade weapon, her combat power is no less than that of Wu Xiaofan and Wan Guiyi, both of whom are Grandmaster-level players.

The judges took their places one after another. Wang Wuxie naturally sat in the first seat. He glanced at Yan Xuehen's seat and felt a surge of joy when he saw that familiar white figure. Although he had long since let go of his attachment to the past and did not really expect anything from Yan Xuehen, just seeing her was enough to please him.

At this moment, Yan Xuehen was intentionally or unintentionally glancing in the direction of Zu'an. The so-called one-hour love affair yesterday not only failed to bring her peace of mind and sever her emotional ties, but instead made her even more confused.

Fortunately, with Chu Chuyan's encouragement, she is now thinking of taking it one step at a time.

Zu An noticed Yan Xuehen's gaze, nodded slightly at her, and then continued chatting with the person next to him.

Yan Xuehen suddenly felt a little lost. She was used to the other person shamelessly calling her "Sister Yan" and taking advantage of her in all sorts of "shameless" ways. Now that the other person was suddenly acting like a stranger, she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly, she was startled, thinking of the promise made yesterday of an hour of love. They had agreed that afterward, they would go their separate ways and have no further connection. Did he really intend to do that?

This was originally the result she had been pursuing, but when the day actually arrived, she was caught off guard.

Seeing her delicate brows furrowed slightly

Guan Chouhai of Lihentian couldn't help but say, "Master Yan, is there something troubling you? Tell us and we'll help you figure it out. With the combined cultivation and energy of so many of us, there's nothing in this world that can't be solved."

With so many fellow disciples present, he couldn't bring himself to call her Fairy Yan repeatedly.

Wang Wuxie frowned slightly, almost forgetting that Guan Chouhai had also been madly pursuing Yan Xuehen back then.

However, he wasn't worried. Compared to him, a greasy man like Guan Chouhai was no match for him at all. He didn't believe that a woman as pure and noble as a fairy in the clouds would be interested in him.

As expected, Yan Xuehen said coldly, "Sect Leader Guan has misunderstood. I was just curious why the other contestant hasn't arrived yet."

Yesterday, Chu Yan said those words to her, and she felt a little warm inside. But what was Guan Chouhai's relationship with her? What right did he have to help her solve her problems?

Sensing the coldness in her tone, Wang Wuxie almost burst out laughing. This Guan fellow is overestimating himself. He himself is too embarrassed to fawn over her, how dare she?

However, he quickly remembered what Yan Xuehen had said and looked towards the arena. Sure enough, only Pei Mianman was on stage, while Peng Wuyan was nowhere to be seen.

Not only her, but also Elder Peng from Kongming Island, and even none of the other disciples from Kongming Island, came.

Wang Wuxie frowned and beckoned Feng Wuchang: "Junior brother, go and check the situation."

Feng Wuchang nodded, then flew directly towards the direction of the Kongming Island villa.

At this moment, the disciples from various factions below the arena erupted in chaos:

"Could it be that Peng Wuyan is too scared to come?"

"What are you talking about, Peng Wuyan?"

Her cultivation level was clearly higher, so why was she afraid?

"Something must have happened. Surely this young lady surnamed Pei won the championship again without a bye?"

...

Hearing the various discussions coming from below, Zuan was also taken aback. The effect of the Lucky Pill shouldn't have lasted this long, right?

How could they possibly get a bye again?

Just then, a figure rushed over angrily. It was Peng Wuyan from Kongming Island, and Feng Wuchang couldn't catch up with her no matter how hard he tried.

"Elder Peng, what happened?" Seeing her like this, everyone on the judges' table felt a pang of anxiety and hurriedly asked.

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