"Senior sister..."
Meteor looked at Qi Yu, her eyes slightly red.
Qi Yu smiled and pointed to the gray ball sitting on his shoulder, saying, "And there's also Master's strength. Don't forget, he's a Tribulation Transcending stage cultivator. In this cultivation world, how many Tribulation Transcending stage cultivators can you find now?"
Zhu Xiuzi nodded solemnly, “What Chicken Blood Cult or Duck Blood Cult? Once I regain my human form, I will grind their entire cult to dust without breaking a sweat.”
Feng Xiao, who had transformed into human form, crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow, saying, "For Xiao Yu's sake, I can reluctantly lend a hand."
Meteor looked at them, and finally a relieved smile appeared on her face, no longer full of pain.
"Thank you, thank you all..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? You even signed a contract with me, you're my little follower. If my little follower gets bullied, I, as the big sister, have to get revenge, right?"
Qi Yu patted his chest, looking every bit the mafia boss.
Meteor pursed her lips, a faint smile appearing on her face, and said, "Yes, Senior Sister..."
"Alright, the wayward youth has been saved. Master, we'll head out now. You can continue with your work." Qi Yu took out the jade pendant at his waist, looking at the new beast-fighting competition displayed on it, and said.
Back in the outside world, she patted Meteor on the shoulder again, then pressed the "Accept Challenge" button on the jade pendant and entered the secret realm.
With Feng Xiao present, this competition was another victory without any suspense.
In the following days, Qi Yu was also randomly selected a few times, but did not encounter any particularly difficult opponents.
They only suffered a loss when facing a cultivator from another sect who used a bow and arrow, but fortunately, they won by a narrow margin in the end.
As a result, she gained some insights and broke through the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, which had always been a barrier.
By the last day, the number of remaining cultivators participating in the grand competition had drastically decreased across the five categories of competitions.
There are about thirty people left in martial arts, ten people left in beast fighting, about twenty people left in alchemy, eight people left in weapon crafting, and four people left in medicine.
Qi Yu signed up for three types of competitions. He had not lost in beast fighting and martial arts yet, but unfortunately, he lost to a fellow disciple, the senior disciple of Danxin Peak, who was over two hundred years old, in an alchemy competition.
In the weapon-refining competition, Yan Shi faced off against a fellow disciple and was unfortunately defeated. In the martial arts competition, he was drawn against an extremely outstanding genius disciple from the Yunyang Sect, and thus stopped at eighty-ninth place in the Golden Core martial arts competition.
He Miao was also defeated by a cultivator from another sect in the martial arts competition, ranking eighteenth in the Foundation Establishment martial arts competition.
Of the five-person group, only Qi Yu, Wen Ru, and Liu Xing remained standing.
The group sat around a small round table, looking at the water mirror.
The water mirror, which was originally divided into one hundred pieces, is now only divided into twenty pieces, and not all of them are displaying images.
At this moment, one of the water mirrors was displaying a fierce battle between Wen Ru and a Yunyang Sect cultivator.
Wen Ru is a water-elemental cultivator, while the Yunyang Sect cultivator is an earth-elemental cultivator. Most of the techniques they practice can counter Wen Ru.
The battle had reached a stalemate. The two had been fighting for almost two hours, and the use of recovery pills was not allowed during the competition. They were almost exhausted.
Qi Yu looked solemnly at Wen Ru's still unassuming face.
The situation was unfavorable for Wen Ru. She had watched several of Wen Ru's matches, and after so much time, she was afraid that the spiritual energy stored in Wen Ru's dantian had been exhausted.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and Wen Ru used up her last bit of spiritual power to knock the Yunyang Sect cultivator to the ground first, then used an ice spike formed from her spiritual power to press against his neck.
Venerable Xiu Yu appeared and announced in a calm voice, "Wen Rusheng of the Flying Star Sect."
Qi Yu and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.
A moment later, Wen Ru emerged from the secret realm with a smile and walked towards them.
"Senior Sister Wen, you've worked hard." Qi Yu handed her a bottle of Spirit Recovery Pills, indicating that she should replenish her spiritual energy.
Wen Ru took the Rejuvenation Pills and swallowed a few, then looked at the leaderboard next to the water mirror.
"My little sister is number one."
This sect competition seems to have been particularly fond of Qi Yu, as she has participated in nearly a thousand matches.
Therefore, she is far ahead of other cultivators on the individual points leaderboard, and currently has 720 points.
The second place went to a cultivator from the Yunyang Sect named Qiu Shui, but he only had a little over 500 points, a difference of more than 200 points between the two.
However, this is also because Qi Yu signed up for all three types of competitions.
After all, most people only specialize in one thing, and those who cultivate both weapon crafting and swordsmanship like Yan Shi are already few and far between, let alone those who refine pills, tame beasts, and also cultivate swordsmanship.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, all the individual competitions should be completed today.
The top spot in the individual points rankings is practically a done deal.
Qi Yu also looked at the rankings.
In the sect points column, Flying Star Sect also surpasses Cloud Sun Sect by more than a hundred points.
Qi Yu's points accounted for the majority of the total.
All that non-stop work during this period has finally paid off.
However, team competitions should not be taken lightly. A team competition can result in a five-point difference, and losing a team means being unable to play again, just like in an individual competition.
While the group chatted for a few moments, several more battles were fought on the water mirror, and the victors and vanquished were decided.
At this time, most of the remaining cultivators were disciples of the Flying Star Sect and the Cloud Sun Sect. As two major sects in the cultivation world, their disciples' overall strength was much stronger than that of other sects.
Before long, Qi Yu and Liu Xing's jade pendants lit up one after the other.
Qi Yu looked down and saw that this time it was a beast fighting competition.
His opponent was Long Yue, a Golden Core cultivator at the Great Perfection stage from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.
There was an additional line of text on the jade pendant: "This is the final match of the beast fighting competition. Please give it your all."
Qi Yu pondered for a moment.
She had watched Long Yue's match before.
Long Yue was one of the princes of the Azure Dragon Kingdom, but he did not awaken the Azure Dragon bloodline, so he did not participate in the struggle for the throne of the Azure Dragon Kingdom. Instead, he chose to enter the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect to learn the art of beast taming.
In the few matches Qi Yu witnessed, he would usually command a spirit beast resembling a dragon to fight against his opponent. The dragon was huge and powerful, and could summon lightning to aid it, almost always defeating the enemy instantly.
She stroked the little white bird in her arms and asked, "Little darling, can you defeat that dragon?"
Feng Xiao snorted coldly, "Even a real dragon wouldn't be a problem, let alone a jiao?"
Qi Yu laughed, tapped the "Accept Challenge" mark on the jade pendant, and entered the secret realm.
Long Yue is Long Ya's elder brother. Last time, she made Long Ya lose face in front of everyone. I wonder if he complained to Long Yue.
Will Long Yue take this opportunity to avenge Long Ya?
After a brief feeling of weightlessness, Qi Yu opened her eyes.
Thick water vapor hit us in the face, and muffled thunder rumbled incessantly.
The sky was low and overcast with thunderclouds, and the vast sea was turbulent, with wave after wave crashing against it.
She was standing on a small, swaying boat, rising and falling with the waves.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Yu."
A gentle voice came from behind.
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