About ten hours later.
The massive registration process has only just begun.
Wang Qing'er took care of everything on site, and by the end she was so exhausted that she could barely straighten her back.
He was in charge of the overall situation throughout, and didn't even drink a glass of water.
At this moment, the butler came over and handed Wang Qing'er a list.
After a simple screening, the list, which once numbered over 3,500 people, was reduced to just over 100.
It must be said that the remaining hundred-plus people are all outstanding individuals. They must have their own unique abilities to stand out in the cruel environment of the Great Wilderness City.
Wang Qing'er looked at the names on the list, her fingertips tracing the unfamiliar characters, and a strange feeling suddenly welled up inside her.
It felt like being pressed down by a mountain, making it hard for her to breathe.
I don't know how much mental preparation I had to muster to resist throwing these things on the ground.
Behind each name lies a power, a possible final destination.
The Wang Family Martial Arts School is in decline and can no longer maintain its strong foundation.
A tiger without teeth is nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter.
Fortunately, she was also beautiful.
It's no exaggeration to say that a large part of the reason these people signed up was because they coveted her beauty.
As for the 100,000 gold coins and the treasures in the treasure pavilion, please, this is the Great Wilderness City, the capital of the Wilderness Domain. Which power that can establish itself here doesn't have its own trump cards and abilities? Why would they care about a mere 100,000 gold coins?
This amount of money is only enough to tempt those who aren't even third-rate powers.
Thinking of this, Wang Qing'er closed her eyes, concealing the complex emotions within them.
As if guided by some unseen force, her fair fingers finally landed slowly on a name.
She looked down.
That name was Xi Tianqiu.
Master Xi Tianqiu, the Venerable Master Shangshan of Qinglong Temple.
Her pupils contracted slightly, and she was momentarily stunned. After a long while, she sighed almost imperceptibly. At that moment, extremely complex emotions surged in her eyes, but in the end, they slowly turned into calm.
Like a still, stagnant pool of water.
It was eerily calm.
Ye Mujiu saw all of this clearly.
She stepped forward and stood in front of Wang Qing'er.
Why are you doing this? By degrading yourself like this, you'll only end up hurting yourself.
When Wang Qing'er looked up and saw that the person in front of her was Ye Mujiu, tears immediately streamed down her face uncontrollably.
After seeing Wang Qing'er weep silently, any further words he could say turned into a long sigh.
Ye Mujiu felt a pang of heartache at this moment, and gently hugged Wang Qing'er, immediately feeling her sweet and soft scent.
It smells wonderful.
My heart is completely full.
She gently comforted him, "There's no major issue between you two that you can't resolve. If he won't admit his mistake, just give in. If you keep making a scene like this, you'll really regret it for the rest of your lives."
Wang Qing'er buried her head in Ye Mujiu's arms, like a wounded cub, wanting only to find a quiet place to lick her wounds.
After a long while, as if she had vented the anger and frustration in her heart, Wang Qing'er slowly raised her head.
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
I felt pity for him.
Like tiny, drifting flowers that could be blown away by a gust of wind.
It's so beautiful that you can't help but feel sorry for it.
She paused, then choked up as she said, "Jiujiu, do you know what he said?"
Even now, his voice still carried a hint of sobbing.
Ye Mujiu frowned and thought carefully.
It seems that even if you keep quiet, you can't say anything nice.
Otherwise, how could someone impulsively shave off all their hair?
Wang Qing'er said, "He said... he wished to spend his life with only the ancient Buddha and the lamp... he didn't want me anymore, it was him..."
In the end, she was overcome with grief. After finally calming down, she became agitated again and burst into tears, her sobs even carrying a hint of despair.
Upon hearing this, Ye Mujiu also let out a long sigh.
It felt like a giant hand was gripping my heart tightly, which made me feel uncomfortable.
"Did that guy really say that?"
Wang Qing'er nodded with tears in her eyes, "He said it himself... He's good in every way... except... except he doesn't love me anymore..."
"Then I'll ask him about it later."
Ye Mujiu was also an impatient person, and immediately wanted to find out the truth.
However, seeing Wang Qing'er so heartbroken, she couldn't help but feel worried.
So, Ye Mujiu kept comforting Wang Qing'er until late at night, and only left the Wang family martial arts school after Wang Qing'er had rested.
As soon as Ye Mujiu arrived at the entrance, she saw Zhou Mu leaning against the stone lion with a resentful expression.
With her lips pursed, she looked quite aggrieved.
"You don't even know to come home so late, hmph! You're being naughty."
Upon seeing Ye Mujiu emerge, Zhou Mu crossed his arms, looking resentful.
In Ye Mujiu's eyes, this expression was incredibly cute.
She stepped forward and hugged Zhou Mu tightly, with a touch of boldness.
"Alright, I have a special situation here, don't I? Qing'er is heartbroken right now, and as her best friend, I have a responsibility to comfort her. Sigh, what are these two doing? One of them has become a monk, and the other wants to hold a martial arts contest to find a husband. I'm stuck in the middle, feeling anxious."
After speaking, Ye Mujiu looked exhausted.
She took Zhou Mu's hand, and stopped after walking a few steps, looking up at Zhou Mu, "Brother Mu."
Under the starlight, Ye Mujiu's eyes seemed to gleam with starlight.
Zhou Mu, who had been listening attentively to Ye Mujiu, looked down at her, nodded slightly, and smiled, "Go on."
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