The Little Senior Sister Dissolved the Female Lead's Harem Group

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【Lighthearted and not tragic: a slightly ensemble cast and a not-so-serious cultivation story】.

The female lead has a son! There are romantic elements! 1V7...

Chapter 61 Alchemy Competition

Chapter 61 Alchemy Competition

Jiang Xianwan was absolutely responsible for all of this!

She must perform well today and make sure that Hua Buxiu and the two emperors know that she is the most outstanding one!

While I'm at it, I'll also try to win over the other boys.

With only six tables left in the venue, Xu Yanzhou was anxiously planning to go to the back mountain himself when several streaks of light flashed by. The elders and their disciples flew swiftly from the direction of the back mountain, just in time.

Xu Yanzhou finally relented.

The elders had already received a barrage of telepathic messages from the sect leader and were following behind him. The disciples, unaware of the situation, were somewhat surprised to see the group of elders chasing after them like dogs, wishing they could run away with their shoes on.

Why are there so many disciples at today's match?

We've never seen the elders show such enthusiasm before.

A quick glance revealed four direct disciples dressed in the attire of the Eternal Sect.

He was indeed a direct disciple of the Eternal Sect; his white robes were exceptionally stylish and stood out even in a crowd.

Luckily, there were only four. If there had been more, it would have looked like we were in mourning.

But one of them, how come he's on their field?

"The beautiful and delicate maiden of the Eternal Sect has arrived?"

"Obviously, it's a challenge."

"Good ambition."

Elder Ming's six most outstanding disciples exchanged glances silently.

They were just told what was said above, and a death order was issued.

We can only win, we can't afford to lose!

It would be best to refine it into something spectacular, dazzling their eyes.

Although the North and South are all in cahoots in the face of the Three Realms, in private, whenever they meet, they look down on each other with utter arrogance.

If we lose this match to a sword cultivator from the Eternal Sect, it won't just be a loss of face for our disciples, but for the entire Taixu Sect and the entire Southern Territory!

Smash it, crush it on the ground and rub it back and forth.

Most importantly... anyone who dares to lose today will be eating bamboo shoots stir-fried with meat, along with the sect leader's.

That means we'd need to eat twelve meals.

Just thinking about it makes my butt hurt.

The six disciples immediately straightened their backs, stood up, and gracefully landed on the arena, rubbing their hands together, ready to thoroughly crush the ignorant and arrogant young disciples of the Eternal Sect.

Three figures in cyan robes, one walking leisurely and the other like hungry wolves, headed towards Jiang Xianwan.

"Awooo! Junior Sister! I'm here!" Lin Yujin pounced on Jiang Xianwan, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her vigorously.

"Do you miss me? Do you miss me? Do you miss me? Do you miss me?!"

"Do you know what inhuman torture your junior brother has been going through these past few days?"

"Look, my face has gotten thinner!"

"Who wants to see your face?" Before Jiang Xianwan could answer, Bai Ziye shoved Lin Yujin aside, took Jiang Xianwan's shoulder, looked her up and down, and said happily, "Junior Sister, was that lightning tribulation yours a few days ago?"

"Oh, you got chopped pretty badly, didn't you?"

Su Qingliu kicked one of them aside, kindly rescuing his junior sister who was about to vomit from being shaken.

"Junior Sister, you're now... in the late Nascent Soul stage? Tell Senior Brother, what reward do you want?"

"How about this, Senior Brother has a bag of spirit stones here, and the second and third brothers' little stashes are all yours, is that enough?"

Bai Ziye and Lin Yujin: "..." Shameless.

Hua Buxiu: "..."

Three blind, wicked disciples.

Don't you know how to call someone "Master"?

On the field, Lin Qingran almost shattered her teeth again.

Those three boys who were being affectionate with Jiang Xianwan were all from the Beauty Gallery!

What infuriated her even more was that two other young men from the "Beauty Portrait" were heading towards Jiang Xianwan!

Shi Yunxiao and Qin Qin also came over to greet Jiang Xianwan.

Zhu Yinman and Chu Weining winked at Jiang Xianwan, one raising a suona and the other brandishing a long sword, their meanings clear.

The other disciples who arrived later lined up and made a point of passing by Jiang Xianwan.

Anyone who goes over will inevitably shout excitedly at her.

"Jiang Xianwan!!!"

Jiang Xianwan: "..."

A deep-seated malice emanating from a fellow disciple.

Seeing this scene that should have been hers, surrounded by everyone, Lin Qingran's mentality completely collapsed.

She clenched her fist tightly and let out a cold snort.

No matter how popular she is, or how good her relationships are, she will take back everything that rightfully belongs to her, bit by bit!

She's the real female lead!

These are privileges that only she can enjoy!

Four disciples dressed in green sat in a row like mushrooms at the feet of the beautiful woman in green, like a beautiful painting, pleasing to the eye.

Lin Yujin craned her neck to look curiously, "Why is the White Tofu from the Eternal Sect here?"

He wasn't surprised that Lin Qingran, a sword cultivator, could refine pills; his junior sister could too!

He can flip the wok, and it was his junior sister who taught him!

However, there is a problem right now.

Bai Ziye's fingertips twirled the brush into a flower shape, and she put her right hand on his shoulder. "Hehe! Third brother, you and that disciple named Lin Qingran aren't related, are you?"

Jiang Xianwan couldn't help but tease, "Yes, you all have the surname Lin."

Su Qingliu nodded in agreement.

Lin Yujin immediately objected, shouting, "Who's family with her! My junior sister and I are the biological siblings, even though we're not related by blood!"

Jiang Xianwan: "..."

Hua Buxiu: "..."

Xu Yanzhou barely suppressed his twitching eyebrows and cleared his throat. "Now that everyone's here, let's begin."

As soon as Lin Qingran took out the gilded Vermilion Bird Furnace, the elders and disciples in the stands immediately turned their attention to her, while the disciples on the field looked like old men on the subway looking at their phones.

Xu Yanzhou was taken aback, "A gilded Vermilion Bird incense burner?"

Elder Ming was equally taken aback. "Yes."

The gilded Vermilion Bird incense burner contains the Southern Ming Fire, which is also the accompanying flame of the Vermilion Bird.

Its power is boundless, capable of burning everything in the world, and it also has a restraining effect on evil spirits and rare treasures.

She can actually control the Southern Ming Fire?

but……

Xu Yanzhou had a headache.

Your stove is indeed powerful, but have you ever looked at what's on the table?

With so many disciples watching, how can I say something without embarrassing the young girl?

Enjoying the surprised and amazed gazes of the crowd, Lin Qingran slightly raised her chin, interpreting the various looks as envy and shock.

She stood tall with a gentle smile, yet her arrogance was undeniable.

Hua Buxiu reached out and took the empty hand from Jiang Xianwan's, then picked up a lychee from the basin and slowly peeled it, as if she were peeling off a beautiful woman's soft clothes.

"Unfortunately, the Vermilion Bird, drawn by fire, brought disaster upon itself."

He didn't lower his voice intentionally, so the three people at the table, including Pei Chang'an, all turned green.

Xu Yanzhou covered his face, feeling a headache coming on, and said, "Sword Master Fengyi."

Those who are on the same side can just listen to it; at least Wu Miao's personal disciple is sitting here!

The other elders remained silent.

Fengyi is right.

Hua Buxiu scoffed, looking at the girl who stood tall and proud like a peacock spreading its tail, and gave a leisurely laugh.

"Doesn't she know that our sect's disciples use the same alchemy furnaces for their competitions?"

Pei Chang'an and the other two blushed instantly, as if their expressions had changed.

He gave an awkward twitch of his lips. "I'm sorry, Senior Sword Master, my junior sister might not know."