Chapter 157 Slapping Myself in the Face?

The Southern Squad knows how to seize an opportunity; they toss in some sunflower seeds and eagerly join the chaotic battle.

"Yes! We'll feed you peanuts right now!"

"I told you not to say we're ugly! You're the ugly one! Your whole family is ugly!"

"I told you to rob three of them but not me! Why?! Answer me!"

"I kindly offered you fireworks, and you dare to make me angry!"

Su Qingliu, Bai Ziye, and Lin Yujin had a clear goal: to go straight for the male demons who were shirtless and each had eight-pack abs.

"I'll shatter you into pieces! I'll make you male demons!"

"Three of you! I'll teach you a lesson you won't tolerate! You three dare to seduce my junior sister! You're not worthy!"

"Don't live."

Demon Realm Squad: "..."

The cause was simply lust, but in the end, peanuts ignited the flames of war.

Why would Ni Chang insist on having someone feed her peanuts if she had nothing better to do?

Under the combined assault of the Southern Territory and the Realm of Fiery Blades, with both sides roaring like mad dogs, the Demon Realm team, looking utterly bewildered, was eliminated.

I hate peanuts for the rest of my life!!!

Miyin continued angrily at Jiang Xianwan, "...I will never forgive you!"

Jiang Xianwan rubbed his wrist, which was numb from the shock. "I'll make you a pot of peanuts, with a milky flavor."

Don't think she didn't see it; Miyin's most frequent item was sunflower seeds with a milky flavor.

A gust of wind swept by, and Shui Lian grabbed her shoulder, shaking her violently. "Why should he get a pot of that! Then I..."

"You're in the same pot too."

Yue Li was displeased. She grabbed Jiang Xianwan's shoulder, turned her around, and shook her back and forth, "I..."

"And you."

"Okay then. But you have to cook two batches for me."

Miyin Shuilian: "Why! Why do you have two pots!"

Seeing that the argument was about to escalate into a fight, Jiang Xianwan slammed the pot on the ground.

"If you keep arguing, I'm not cooking anymore!"

Three teenagers: "You dare!"

Southern Border Squad: "..."

That's enough.

That's enough.

These foodies!

Jiang Xianwan was dizzy from the shaking and glanced wearily at her three unfilial sons.

"You guys eat from this pot first, we'll stir-fry something else when we're done with our work."

Miyin protested, "Why not now?"

Moonlit Water Ripples: "Right now!"

At this point, Jiang Xianwan felt so tired that she wanted to say: "The competition, kid."

In fact, she did say it.

Yue Li slightly raised his chin, secretly grabbed a piece of her sleeve, and held it tightly in his hand, "Go ahead and compete, I didn't stop you from competing."

Shui Lian put her hands on her hips, spread her wings, and blocked her way. "We also had a competition just now."

Miyin plopped down on her bottom and clung tightly to one of her legs, saying, "Yeah."

Southern Border Squad: "..."

Did you finish your race on time?

Forget it, I don't want to talk to these idiots who scratch at a female pervert just to steal a pot of peanuts.

Seeing the three human-shaped pendants hanging from their junior sister's body, Bai Ziye and Lin Yujin's faces darkened, and they rolled up their sleeves and started tearing them apart.

Su Qingliu frowned and threw the pot of peanuts a little further away.

His gaze fell on the dense, green vines that intertwined on the bushes in the distance. His eyelashes were black, and a hint of displeasure tinged the frost. “Fellow Daoist from the Northern Border, why don’t you come out and meet me?”

Pei Chang'an was not surprised to be discovered. He stepped out from behind the bushes, hesitated for a moment, and said in a slightly tired voice, "Junior Brother Su."

Compared to Pei Chang'an's listlessness and absent-mindedness, Lin Qingran's composed demeanor was quite unusual.

Su Qingliu lifted his eyelashes, his slender and strong fingers twitched slightly, and 'Heavenly River Tilt' automatically unsheathed half an inch.

The sword strike was so powerful it seemed as if scales were leaping and shattering the reflections in the lake.

Decisive and efficient.

"Come."

Pei Chang'an pursed his lips, gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and didn't move.

He originally thought that in this Xuan Gu Tournament, their Northern Territory would shine brightly and they would also encounter opponents who could give him a good fight.

But from beginning to end, this competition was full of surprises, very frustrating, and every event was so complicated that it left people completely in the dark.

With Lin Qingran's deliberate or unintentional guidance, they easily found another fragment.

They were very lucky. When they arrived, the Iron-Winged Tigers had just been led away by a herd of antelopes, leaving only two cubs that had not yet opened their eyes in the cave.

The fragment was inside the cave; it was obtained effortlessly.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Realm Squad ambushed them from behind.

A bizarre scene has occurred again!

A herd of exotic antelopes, hunted by several exotic tigers, happened to escape and headed towards the demon realm squad hiding in the shadows.

The sounds of fighting attracted the lurking beasts from the surrounding area.

This beast tide was equally spectacular and chaotic.

Until the Demon Realm team was eliminated.

He stared blankly at the demon realm squad being attacked by the beast horde, who were cursing them as "sons of bitches" and tearing apart their teleportation talismans one after another. He drew his sword and looked around, feeling lost.

Pei Chang'an felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out why.

This feeling was extremely frustrating.

His fingers listlessly moved away from the sword hilt, somewhat dejected. "Junior Brother Su, how about we try a different approach?"

He has absolutely no desire to fight now.

Even rock-paper-scissors would be fine.

He didn't want things to get ugly between him and Jiang Xianwan and the others.

The scariest thing was that he feared another beast tide might suddenly appear from nowhere.

Ultimately, whether he wins first place or not seems to be of no importance to him anymore.

He just wanted to end the competition as soon as possible, find a quiet place, and calm down.

Lin Qingran frowned slightly. She subtly observed Pei Chang'an, only to find that he showed no fighting spirit and even frequently glanced at Jiang Xianwan.

This won't do! How can he develop feelings for someone she hates!

Lin Qingran suppressed the coldness in her eyes, her white clothes swaying with her movements as if she were dancing gracefully.

Her face was beautiful and charming, and her light makeup was just right, outlining her exquisite features.

"I agree with my senior's idea."

"Not as good as..."

Su Qingliu didn't even give her a second glance, and interrupted her wearily, saying, "Fellow Daoist Pei, please speak."

Lin Qingran: "..."

Pei Chang'an lowered his eyelashes, looking lost and disoriented, and pulled out a shard.

The Demon Realm team is out of the game. The Southern Territory team now has four territory slots. The Realm Squad looks like idiots and is not worth worrying about.

Therefore, the final battle will obviously take place in the northern and southern borders.

The Southern Border Squad was complete, all twelve members present, not a single one missing. They couldn't win, they simply couldn't win.

But to retreat without a fight would be a betrayal of the sect's cultivation and the dignity of the Northern Territory.

Pei Chang'an was well aware of this.

His Adam's apple bobbed several times, and with a resigned heart, he closed his eyes. "Junior Brother Su, let's play rock-paper-scissors. Five rounds. If you win once, this fragment will..."

Su Qingliu remained unmoved and calmly interrupted him, "No need, let's settle this with a single sword strike."

Pei Chang'an: "..." Is this fight absolutely necessary?

You wouldn't even accept something offered to you?

Seriously, he cried his eyes out.

Pei Chang'an slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, then drooped his head dejectedly again. "Alright. However, let's settle this in three matches. If the Southern Territory wins one match, the last fragment will be yours."

This means that the North must win all three matches if it wants to obtain the four fragments from the South.

Basically, it's no different from handing it over to someone.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingran almost couldn't catch her breath.

What kind of pushover is he doing here!

They've given you all the opportunities!

Just grab it!

She wanted to cut his head off and see what was inside!