Quick Transmigration: Why Did You Provoke Her? She's Cheating!

Seeing that she was about to be destroyed, 778 casually signed a contract with a host she found pleasing and directly transmigrated to a world.

Reborn Protagonist: Why am I still living such ...

Chapter 288 Refusing to Pause (7)

call out.

call out.

call out--

Jing Yao looked up and saw that the group of people who had refused to come down earlier were falling down one by one with vines tied around their waists, stopping right at the edge of the cliff.

Jing Yao got up and walked inside, coldly watching the group of people remove the vines and jump onto the cliff. As soon as Su Xue'er landed, she silently chanted, "Time stop!"

In an instant, everyone in this space froze in place. Su Xue'er quickly walked up to Jing Yao. Did a good-for-nothing like her really want to steal her thunder?

She gathered a silver needle-like spiritual energy in her palm, and her eyes, as if coated with poison, focused on Jing Yao's dantian. She wanted to see how he could enter the Star Immortal Sect without a dantian!

What are you doing?

Jing Yao shouted loudly, directly deflecting Su Xue'er's spiritual power, and unceremoniously hurled a burst of spiritual power at Su Xue'er.

Su Xue'er was caught off guard and was attacked by spiritual energy in her shoulder. Her heart was filled with shock. What was going on? How come she wasn't controlled?

Time stop could have paused for a full fifteen minutes, yet she wasn't affected at all?

"You actually hurt Sister Su! You piece of trash!"

Cheng Pei also rushed over, drawing his cold sword and pointing it at Jing Yao.

"Ha, I should ask her why she attacked me!"

Jing Yao dodged Cheng Pei's attack by turning to the side. Her spiritual energy was depleted, and now was not the time to fight.

Cheng Pei glanced at Su Xue'er, whose face was deathly pale, and continued to stab Jing Yao without any mercy, "Bullshit, Su Xue'er has no grudge against you, why would she attack a piece of trash like you?"

"Then you'll have to ask her."

Jing Yao also looked at Su Xue'er.

Su Xue'er was still in shock. Not only was Jing Yao not controlled, but the others were not either.

Why?

Has time stop stopped working?

No! You can't!

Suppressing her inner turmoil, Su Xue'er explained coldly, "I just wanted to see if you were hurt. Is it really necessary to be so dramatic?"

Are we that close?

Jing Yao's tone was equally unpleasant. Whether they were familiar with each other or not was another matter; the important thing was that she hadn't misjudged the spiritual power gathering in the other person's hand.

Before she could even wonder how Su Xue'er had appeared so silently in front of her, Jing Yao was struggling to defend herself against Cheng Pei's attack.

"Trial Grounds, attack is prohibited."

Zhu Ji's powerful aura swept over them, and Cheng Pei's hand trembled, causing his longsword to fall to the ground.

When Zhu Ji and Ming Yue, who had disappeared earlier, reappeared in front of everyone, Jing Yao breathed a sigh of relief, her hands trembling as they were hidden in her sleeves.

"Congratulations on passing the trial. Please proceed to the Star Hall."

Zhu Ji calmly withdrew his oppressive aura, and with a wave of his hand, a magnificent staircase appeared before everyone's eyes.

Mingyue walked at the back, her gaze lingering on Su Xue'er for less than three seconds before turning it away, a smile playing on her lips.

After everyone had entered, Mingyue went in. The other elders took their places and bowed to Mingyue, saying, "Master Mingyue."

"No need for such formalities."

Mingyue sat in the highest position, lazily propping her forehead up, and casually said, "Now that you have passed the trial, let's begin the selection of disciples."

Knowing that they couldn't compete with the more powerful disciples, the elders proactively extended offers to the disciples with potential and good aptitude.

Soon, only ten people remained in the hall. Zhu Ji accepted three of them, and the sect leader happily accepted three more. "Does Master Mingyue intend to accept disciples?"

"Then let's go with her."

The bright moon points to a desolate scene that no one cares about.

The others were all taken aback, and the sect leader hesitated, "Master Mingyue's talent is at most that of an outer disciple. Isn't it a bit of a waste for him to become your personal disciple?"