A few days passed in the blink of an eye; for immortals with long lifespans, it truly was just a blink of an eye.
Sometimes, a nap can easily turn into several months.
Don't ask why it takes months to sleep; it's not because I'm lazy, it's because I have too much free time...
Without goals, life is utterly devoid of passion.
He spends all day staring blankly at piles of magical treasures, and wherever he goes, he is accompanied by several cloud boats, and millions of people pay homage to him.
Compared to mortals whose lifespan is only a few decades, the life of an immortal is truly dull and tasteless.
However, even in the most boring times, you should still find some fun for yourself from time to time.
For example, the recent outer disciple competition held by Pengshan Sect...
Inside the wooden house on Xiaoyuan Peak.
Wu Er straightened his outer disciple robe and picked up the flying sword that was standard for the outer disciples of Pengshan Sect.
He glanced at the unconscious wolf cub on the bed and then went out.
He will participate in this outer disciple competition under the identity of Long Aotian.
It slowly rose into the air and flew towards a certain place at the maximum flight speed of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
After passing a few clouds and skimming over a few mountains, you'll see a flat area.
This is a fairly large square; it looks huge even from the sky.
It is estimated to be hundreds or thousands of feet long and wide, roughly the size of some small towns in the mortal world.
Dozens of arenas of various sizes have been erected in the square, taking up a considerable amount of space.
By this time, the other empty spaces were already packed with people. Judging from their clothing, most of them were outer disciples, but there were also some inner disciples who were just watching the excitement, and some high-ranking members of the sect who were bored out of their minds.
Wu Er didn't go down directly, but instead squinted and surveyed the area.
He's looking for someone.
Looking towards the corner, you can see a floating platform.
This platform is made of jade and has intricate carvings, clearly intended for people of high status.
Three people were seated on this magnificent platform.
Two men and one woman.
The two men were of different appearances. One looked haggard, as if he hadn't slept enough; the other had a stern face and a beard.
The woman was incredibly beautiful, wearing an ice-blue long dress that made her absolutely stunning.
His eyes held a hint of coldness, and when he looked at the crowd below, he was filled with disgust.
Sitting here are Xiao Mingmu, Yan Zheng, and Wo Ningyan.
That platform is also the referee's bench...
The three of them were the referees for this competition.
Around the referee's stand, besides the three of them, there was a group of cultivators at the Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation stages serving tea and water and trying their best to curry favor.
This made the usual stewards and hall masters very nervous.
As for why he was nervous?
For a competition for outer disciples, all three elders came. This is quite a grand affair; even inner disciples don't receive this kind of treatment.
How could I not be nervous?
Wu Er saw this and was secretly pleased. He whispered, "It's a pity that Xiao San and Xiao Si are both busy, otherwise everyone would be here."
Upon seeing the people, Wu Er didn't bother to greet them.
If you greet them and reveal your identity, that won't be fun.
Just let them know via telepathy.
After transmitting his message, Wu Er quietly landed at the edge of the crowd, just like an ordinary outer disciple.
Once he landed among the group of outer disciples, Wu Er began to look around.
I want to see what level this year's disciples are at... and while I'm at it, I'll also look for some pretty female disciples...
The outer disciples were seen gathered in small groups, talking about something.
It's strange, shouldn't people close their eyes and rest before a big competition, conserving their energy for the challenge? Why are they all chatting?
Curious, Wu Er wanted to know what they were saying, so he released his divine sense to listen.
Then I heard:
"How much immortal energy did you absorb?"
"Not much. We just visited a few places where the sect leader had been. We probably didn't get much."
"If you lose, you've only absorbed so little immortal energy, you definitely won't win."
"Sigh, really..."
What the heck?
A bunch of question marks popped up above Wu Er's head again.
Is absorbing "spirit energy" really that serious? Does absorbing more make you more powerful?
I remember when the first batch of disciples entered the sect, they were so eager to learn and made the most of every minute to cultivate.
Why......
These disciples are truly getting worse with each generation.
It seems that the sect's welfare system will need to be changed in the future.
Just as Wu Er was pondering how to improve the disciples' benefits, the crowd stirred, and the disciples all looked up at the sky.
Wu Er also naturally looked up.
Then, one after another, colorful Dharma seals appeared in the sky, with various patterns, and they kept changing.
At this moment, several cloud boats flew in from the horizon, their colorful trails filling the sky.
At the same time, several beams of light shot into the sky from around the square, crashing into the patterns in the sky.
Then there was a loud "boom".
The light scatters in all directions, and the colorful clouds surge like waves.
This sight is truly a spectacle.
The ordinary outer disciples below all gaped open, utterly astonished.
Such a grand display is truly breathtaking.
Not only were the outer disciples surprised, but the stewards and hall masters were even more astonished.
There was both a burst of inspiration and applause, and a cloud boat carrying clouds.
What kind of spectacle is this?!
That's about it for the sect leader's trip!
It's just an outer disciple competition, why make such a big deal out of it?!
These high-ranking officials aren't fools. Seeing this situation, they all have strong imaginations and will think of many things.
Meanwhile, Wu Er, somewhere nearby, twitched his lips and muttered, "What's going on here, making such a big fuss..."
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