The second troublemaking squad has been dispatched.
This time, they directly stopped Song Qi and Luo Shuyun, and Song Qi expressed his appreciation for their perseverance.
"Senior Sister Luo, could you come and take a look? Yao Qi has suddenly fainted."
Song Qi looked at the little boy's anxious expression; he was acting quite convincingly.
Luo Shuyun frowned: "Why did you suddenly faint?"
"We don't know what happened either." The boy frowned. "Senior Sister Luo, you should go and take a look."
“Senior Sister Luo isn’t a medical student. If she had spent that time stopping us, she could have already taken the person back by flying on her sword.” Song Qi glanced at the person who spoke.
The man's face stiffened.
“That’s true. You should quickly take your people back up the mountain and check on Jade Peak.” Luo Shuyun nodded.
Before anyone else could say anything, Luo Shuyun gave her a cold glance: "Aren't you going yet?"
The group looked rather grim as Luo Shuyun refused to leave with them, but they couldn't say anything more, since they had already offered a solution.
"Is there something wrong with those guys?" After taking a few steps, Luo Shuyun frowned and asked.
Song Qi gave Luo Shuyun a look: "Hmm, they're Fang Hui's men. They're probably trying to lure you away so they can beat me up."
"You're still coming to cause trouble during the New Year?" Luo Shuyun's expression was rather unpleasant.
"Mm." Song Qi held Luo Shuyun's hand. "So don't let go of my hand. With you here, they won't come looking for trouble."
"good."
The two wandered around town for a while, and finally, carrying a bunch of food, they rented a boat.
Successfully avoided the third wave of small teams that were trying to cause trouble.
"She actually got away." Fang Ya clutched the cup, her whole body collapsing.
Fang Hui's expression was also unpleasant. He hadn't managed to cause much trouble since he came here, but Song Qi had always managed to escape, which made him lose face.
"She may escape this time, but she might not escape next time. There's still plenty of time, no rush," Fang Hui said, feigning composure.
Because it was winter and very cold, there weren't many people boating.
Song Qi and Luo Shuyun sat around a small table.
"They didn't manage to stop me today; they're probably furious by now." Song Qi said with a slight smile.
Luo Shuyun gave Song Qi a look: "I expect they'll find a way to bully you until you ascend to immortality."
"Grey Wolf?" Song Qi sighed, resting his chin on his hand, pondering the possibility of turning them into idiots.
Once she finds a legitimate reason, we can start working on this.
System NZ: "Host! Could you please refrain from saying things that don't exist in this era?"
"oh."
The two of them are together every day, and they don't usually talk much, but now they talk even less.
They just sat there, eating snacks, and there was a unique kind of joy in it. The two of them stayed on the boat for the entire night.
On his way back, Song Qi saw many disciples who were drunk and had fallen asleep on the stairs. Some were even hugging each other. It was the first time Song Qi had ever seen people twist their bodies like that.
It makes me want to laugh.
Luo Shuyun kicked them all the way, but didn't punish them.
“When you suppress your true colors for too long, they come out as soon as you relax.” Luo Shuyun also saw several junior brothers and sisters who usually seemed quite well-behaved.
“You look quite like a senior sister now.” Song Qi followed behind Luo Shuyun, and seeing her slightly furrowed brows and disappointed expression, a smile appeared on his face.
"All you do is laugh at me all day long." Luo Shuyun rolled her eyes and quickened her pace, just enough for Song Qi to keep up.
Upon arriving in this world, Song Qi ran slower than Luo Shuyun, and Luo Shuyun was overjoyed for a whole week after discovering this.
Like an idiot.
The Qingshan Sect only has three days of annual leave, and after those three days, they have to start their regular studies again.
The tournament is in June, and there are only a few months left.
Song Qi slept even less, spending day and night cultivating in Songxinghe. She could now skillfully control her divine sense, but by the early stages of the arena competition, she had only reached the seventh level of Qi Refining. Although this cultivation speed was considered fast, it was still somewhat insufficient for an inner disciple.
Among those who entered the Green Mountain Sect at the same time as Song Qi, the fastest one has already reached the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and they all have their own natal spiritual weapons, while Song Qi only has the Green Mountain Sect's standard sword.
Although her spiritual power is formidable, it doesn't guarantee she'll win.
According to Lu Yuhuai, many members of powerful families have their spiritual consciousness protected by a mark left by a powerful member of the family, making it difficult for others to break through.
Although at most those who can remain here at this moment are at the Great Perfection of Mahayana, it would be very harmful to Song Qi to break through the mark of a great power first and then attack the opponent's divine consciousness.
Song Qi can only pin his hopes on those who remain on the arena, whose spiritual consciousness has not been protected.
Lu Yuhuai stood to the side with his hands behind his back and said, "If you don't get first place, does that mean I won't have to take you as my apprentice?"
"Um."
Lu Yuhuai looked at Song Qi's calm face, "You're very confident?"
"I'm confident, but not sure."
"Then good luck." Lu Yuhuai glanced at Song Qi.
"Thanks."
Lu Yuhuai couldn't help but laugh at Song Qi's serious expression, so he didn't say anything more and left on his own.
The once-a-decade Green Mountain Sect Tournament is an important event for the Green Mountain Sect. Although it cannot compare to the "Immortal Gathering" held by the Green Mountain Sect in July, it still attracts a considerable number of people. After all, there are too many scions of famous families who have entered the Green Mountain Sect, and the major families will send people to support them.
While Song Qi was still sitting by the Songxing River, the Fang family had already arrived.
This time it was Fang Liao who came. He was the eldest young master back then, but now he is the head of the Fang family. A group of people gathered in the courtyard of Fang Liao's eldest son, Fang Yihong, and it was very lively.
Fang Liao glanced at the people in the courtyard and frowned.
“Uncle, Fang Yaoyao is at the outer gate.” Fang Ya noticed Fang Liao’s expression and said.
Fang Liao frowned: "What a disgrace. I'll take her back this time."
“Uncle, Yaoyao has already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining,” Fang Yue said from the side.
Fang Liao sneered: "With five spiritual roots, even if you manage to establish your foundation, you won't go far. Why waste your time?"
The others exchanged glances.
Fang Yihong listened to Fang Liao's words without interrupting. He didn't feel anything for his sister, whom he had hardly ever met. She had no presence at home, and she felt even less present here.
"Uncle, Fang Yaoyao is really something now. She's on good terms with Senior Sister Luo and doesn't even want to talk to us anymore," Fang Yi added fuel to the fire. "She probably doesn't even know which way the Fang family's main gate faces now."
Fang Yue frowned and glared at Fang Yi: "Uncle, Yao Yao, she..."
Fang Liao's expression darkened further: "Where is she?"
"I don't know, we can't find her anywhere," Fang Ya sighed.
Fang Liao glanced at Fang Ya, then flicked his sleeves and left the courtyard.
Song Qi left Song Xinghe, intending to go back and rest. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw her roommates standing to one side, looking somewhat nervous. They gave Song Qi a wink, and Song Qi noticed Fang Liao, who was hidden by a tree.
"Master, is there something you need?" Song Qi's voice was neither cold nor indifferent.
Fang Liao was furious at Song Qi's tone: "Ha, they say you're arrogant now. I didn't believe it before, but now I see they're right."
"What you're saying, Patriarch, is quite interesting. I've been in the Fang family for eleven years, and you've treated me like I don't exist. Now you're trying to teach me to be arrogant?" Song Qi smirked. "Patriarch, why don't you just say what you want to do here?"
"You're not allowed on the stage. Come back with me." Fang Liao said with a dark face.
"I don't want to." Song Qi said expressionlessly. "My name isn't on the Fang family's genealogy, so I'm not really a member of the Fang family. Who are you to me? You want me to go back? On what grounds?"
Fang Liao looked up at Song Qi in disbelief.
Song Qi looked at her expressionlessly. For this scumbag father, the fact that she could still stand here and calmly say a few words to him was already giving him face.
"You!" Fang Liao slammed his hand on the table and stood up, pointing at Song Qi.
Song Qi looked at him coldly and smirked: "What about me? Don't put on that act. You weren't there when I was being bullied. You were the one who couldn't control your mind and your lower body, but in the end, I'm the one who got scolded. How interesting."
"Fang Yaoyao!" Fang Liao's voice rose several octaves.
Song Qi's lips curled up slightly as she looked at him with a hint of sarcasm: "What, are you afraid that if I appear in public, people will remember your shameful past?"
She sensed a strange resentment, which Song Qi knew probably came from Fang Yaoyao from before. This was the first time in five worlds that she had resonated with the original owner of this body.
Fang Liao's face turned red with anger at Song Qi.
"Don't worry, if anyone asks, I'll say my parents are deceased. If you don't allow me to use the surname Fang, I can change it to whatever I want, it doesn't matter." Song Qi looked into Fang Liao's eyes. "What do you think?"
Fang Liao clenched his fists and looked at Song Qi, feeling utterly unfamiliar with him.
When he was at the Fang family's house, he would occasionally glance at her, and she would always look at him with gentle, expectant eyes. Now, all he felt was indifference and mockery; there was no other emotion in her gaze.
“The arena competition isn’t as easy as you think. You have to sign a waiver of life and death. What do you think your chances of surviving are?” Fang Liao took a deep breath. “If you insist on participating, I won’t stop you.”
“You can’t stop me.” Song Qi raised his chin. “We have no relationship. When I have money, I will pay you back, although I don’t know if you have spent two taels of silver on me.”
Fang Liao's expression froze.
"Patriarch Fang, you'd better leave quickly. You're not welcome here." Song Qi took a step back and extended his hand.
Fang Liao glanced at Song Qi again, then turned and left.
"Fang Yaoyao, are you really going to have a falling out with your family?"
“For me, having such a family behind me is a burden,” Song Qi smiled.
The group exchanged glances.
"You scared me to death! I thought he was going to hit you when he stood up."
Song Qi smiled indifferently. Fang Liao's cultivation was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm. If he made a move, she would crush his divine sense directly.
Let's see who's more unlucky.
The arena was set up in a plaza within the inner gate, a plaza the size of eight football fields. Song Qi squinted and scanned the "spectator seats," accurately locating Luo Shuyun sitting upright.
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