He Quwan listened and thought to herself that this Quan Ji was just putting on an act.

Ha... After all that talk, it turns out it was just about a bet. What's so scary about that?

She raised her chin, haughtily considering herself a noble swan, her gaze carrying a hint of disdain: "So it's a bet? Fine, tell me what you want to bet on. This princess has never been afraid."

Quan Ji smiled and said, "What we bet on is up to me, and you decide. That's what makes the game."

He Quwan didn't understand. "What do you mean?"

Quan Ji scoffed, "It's meaningless. Didn't you say I wasn't qualified to be accepted by my master? Then let's bet on who gets a higher ranking in the end, shall we?"

Upon hearing this, He Quwan seemed to have a special confidence in her heart and immediately agreed.

"Fine, since you're willing to be a moth to a flame, I'll grant your request! The loser has to pay the price, right?"

Princess Quan nodded: "Of course."

He Quwan couldn't help but sneer, "Fine, then whoever loses has to go to Yun Shenhai and cripple their own meridians, and will never be able to set foot in the world of superhumans and preachers again!"

She amplified the punishment, and everyone heard it, gasping in shock.

It's just a bet, why would someone gamble their entire life on it?

Anyone with a normal mind would realize that there's something fishy going on here, right?

However, to everyone's surprise, Kwon Ji accepted the challenge in one go.

"Okay, but I have my conditions too."

He Quwan was overjoyed to hear that Quan Ji had agreed, and she didn't think about anything else. Naturally, she would agree to any condition.

"Your conditions don't matter, because I'll be the ultimate winner anyway. If you do win, I'll do whatever you want with you, and I'll give you whatever conditions you desire!"

Quan Ji smiled and said, "You said it yourself, there's no room for backing down."

As she spoke, Quan Ji took out a golden "Record" character, openly stating that she had recorded the entire bet.

She held the text of truth high, gesturing for everyone to see it.

"Anyone who dares to breach the contract will have this video shown to the whole world."

He Quwan hadn't expected Quan Ji to have such a trick up her sleeve. She broke out in a cold sweat and felt tense for a moment. She was really fooled by her.

However, there was a brief moment of respite.

She's a person with status and background.

Back then, Yun Shenhai rejected her, so she turned around and found another legendary preacher, and successfully became his disciple through some means.

This Preacher Rising Star Competition is paving the way for her!

"Hmph, just don't end up embarrassing yourself."

After saying those words, He Quwan turned and left, swaying her hips wildly with a flirtatious air.

A hint of a smile flickered in Quan Ji's eyes.

What no one else knew was that she had just read minds.

She glanced at the character "录" in her hand, smiled, and shook her head.

The Qingquan Empire is attacking her Shengyao Empire? Then don't blame her for using their strength against them.

She can't go back anytime soon, but the aid from the fourth-level empire is still worthwhile for the Qingquan Empire.

You can also pick up some resources along the way.

At that moment, a hand grabbed Quan Ji, and the scent of milk filled the air.

Quan Ji turned her head and saw that it was Feng Simian.

Feng Simian's eyes held a hint of worry: "That He Quwan isn't as simple as she seems. You shouldn't have agreed to that bet with her."

She was worried about Kwon Ji.

Quan Ji smiled, tilting her head slightly. Her stunningly beautiful face seemed like a gift from the gods, capable of being deeply etched into one's heart with a single glance, breathtakingly beautiful.

"Are you saying that her mentor, Wei Gui, one of the eight legendary mentors and the chief judge of this Rising Star Competition, might have her pull some strings behind the scenes?"

Feng Simian was taken aback, not expecting that Quan Ji knew.

She nodded: "Yes, her master is known for being fiercely protective of his own. Now that he knows about these things, he certainly won't let him lose."

Quan Ji's lips curled up, and she subconsciously wanted to reach out and ruffle Feng Simian's hair, but she immediately realized that the two of them were not that close, so she withdrew her hand in time.

She said, "In the face of absolute strength, all the tricks and schemes are just preparing a nice beam for a clown to jump around on."

Feng Simian was slightly taken aback, then laughed: "Indeed, Senior Yun Shenhai has a discerning eye. You naturally have your extraordinary qualities. I was overthinking it."

Quan Ji really enjoys interacting with girls like Feng Simian.

She is gentle, considerate, and perceptive; despite her noble status, she has no airs whatsoever.

Just like her title suggests, she was a free-spirited girl as beautiful as a gentle breeze.

After exchanging a few more words, they heard a formulaic voice.

"Welcome everyone to our Missionaries Association's once-every-five-years Rising Star Competition..."

Just then, a formally dressed man appeared at the backstage entrance, smiling and bowing to everyone with one hand on his abdomen, displaying impeccable manners.

"Dear contestants, the competition is about to begin. Please follow me to collect your number plates and take your turn on stage."

This is the guide.

Quan Ji and Feng Simian exchanged a glance, nodded, and followed.

After everyone received their number plates, He Quwan wiggled her big buttocks and came closer.

She glanced at Kwon Ji's nameplate.

"Oh, number thirty-six, what a coincidence... I'm number thirty-five."

"What a pity. You were shown after me in the first round. It seems that you won't even be qualified to be remembered in this Rising Star Competition."

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