At dusk, Chu Xinqiao arrived.
Seeing Haotian lying quietly on the bed, he pressed himself against him.
She wanted to make a smack right away.
Naturally, Haotian simply pushed his face away.
"Don't you have a big competition? Don't postpone it. It would be best to start in about seven days. I want my disciples to begin a new training."
Haotian went straight to the point and spoke to Chu Xinqiao.
Chu Xinqiao immediately agreed, even saying that if she liked it, the entire Lingyuan Palace could be given to her directly.
Haotian simply shook his head: "You can't sleep here tonight, I need to stay with my disciple."
Chu Xinqiao pressed her face against it, her watery eyes looking at it: "Ah (disappointed) Really?"
Haotian hadn't recovered, so she moved even closer: "Really? Really?"
It was almost pasted on, and Haotian nodded helplessly.
After Chu Xinqiao was confirmed, she was saddened and seemed to have resigned herself to her fate.
Then she rushed over and snuggled up to Haotian, cuddling for a while. Haotian let her be.
Finally, Haotian issued an order to leave.
As Chu Xinqiao was leaving, he gave her a sweet kiss on the lips.
Only Haotian, with a faint blush on his face, remained.
Damn it, it's so painful to lose my cultivation.
After Chu Xinqiao left, a high-level meeting of the sect was held overnight. All the peak masters except Haotian and those who were away were present.
Chu Xinqiao also stated directly: The competition between the peak masters of Lingyuan Palace will be moved forward and scheduled for seven days later.
After giving the instructions, Chu Xinqiao went straight back to her room.
The room was now completely renovated. Because of Hanqin's last outburst, under Chu Xinqiao's severe torture, Hanqin finally took responsibility and decided to clean it.
Hanqin was lying obediently in bed when she saw Chu Xinqiao arrive, and she lifted her bottom slightly.
Chu Xinqiao lunged forward, embracing Hanqin and sobbing, "Waaah, she... she won't let me sleep with her anymore."
Hanqin held Chu Xinqiao in her arms, gently stroking her hair as if she were soothing a child.
My child, you're not far from becoming a mortal.
My reign, ruled by the man surnamed Han, is almost here.
"Oh, goodness, she's probably just shy." He was still coaxing Chu Xinqiao.
However, right after Chu Xinqiao left, the peak masters in the main hall started chatting among themselves.
At first glance, wow, there are hundreds of people, and not one of them is not at the level of an immortal.
If a mortal were to pass by at that moment and witness this group of immortals conversing, he would doubt whether he was dreaming.
The sheer number of immortals is enough to prove the strength of Lingyuan Palace.
The strength of Lingyuan Palace is absolutely top-notch, after all, the palace master is a legendary true immortal. Although she rarely appears in public, even many peak masters rarely see her.
Everyone knows that Lingyuan Palace has a true immortal palace master, but there is also an absolutely forbidden area. No one is allowed to enter and disturb the palace master's forbidden area, even if it means death.
The martial arts competition organized by the Palace Master was even larger in scale than the one Fushengruo had held.
Although the martial arts competition held by Fushengruo is for the entire cultivation world, only a few peak masters are interested in it because of the backing of a True Immortal like Lingyuan Palace, whose peak masters are also mid-level Immortals. They send their disciples instead, and some are not interested at all.
Therefore, many geniuses do not pay much attention to Diefang and the others' rankings, and even look at their exaggerated combat power with suspicion.
However, there are indeed a few hidden geniuses here.
Perhaps it could cause some trouble for Diefang and the others, but Haotian himself taught them sword dance only to ensure they were capable of handling this competition.
Many peak masters marveled at the Palace Master's unparalleled beauty and peerless elegance.
Once they returned to their respective peaks, they each summoned the disciples they favored.
"You are the top disciple of my Tianji Peak, and your skills are excellent. Remember, this competition was initiated by the palace master, so you must not hold back."
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"Little Sixteen, our Sword Peak is counting on you."
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"Wait, Master? Our Medicine Peak is participating too? Isn't this a competition? What are we going there for, to use our furnaces to fight people?"
"This was initiated by the Palace Master. If you don't go, I'll break three of your legs!"
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"In my opinion, with your current level, you only need to be careful of the Holy Maiden in this competition. Although I don't know if the Holy Maiden will participate, once you've secured these resources, focus on your cultivation within seven days."
"Yes, Master."
Scenes like these appeared on various mountain peaks, large and small.
Each peak master had a meeting with the disciple they most desired.
However, news of the sect competition quickly spread to everyone, except for a few people on the small mountain peak.
Their minds weren't on that.
Diefang and the others were all thinking about how to get closer to their master tonight.
Soon, night had fallen, and Wenxin could no longer contain her restless heart.
In the end, the four of them decided to go find their master together.
Then Haotian watched as the four of them, with determined expressions, entered their room, grabbed their pillows and blankets, and resolutely climbed onto their beds.
Good, good, good. It seems like they all came here with the determination to die.
After lying in bed, the group felt that it wasn't crowded, but there wasn't much space either.
Diefang and Wenxin each lay down on one side of the other, exchanging glances before they did so.
Okay, let's do it!
At this moment, Haotian was lying down, not on his side.
Diefang and Wenxin came right up to them—yes, they came right up to them.
One person grabbed Haotian's arm.
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