As Fang Hui walked out of the square, he could clearly feel the mocking gazes of the people around him. Looking at the two people walking away laughing and talking, the hatred in his heart became even clearer.
I actually lost.
They lost to a useless person with five spiritual roots.
Fang Hui clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and strode forward.
Fang Ya and Fang Yi immediately followed.
"Brother Fang Hui, don't be angry. That bitch was just lucky this time," Fang Yi said.
Fang Ya turned around and glanced at Fang Yue, hoping he would come over and comfort her, but Fang Yue simply turned and walked away.
"Brother Fang Yue has gone too far! That bitch even tried to kill Brother Fang Hui, and he still stands on that little bitch's side!" Fang Ya said, stamping her foot.
"Never mind him." Fang Hui said with his hands behind his back, "Let him be. He'll know he made the wrong choice later."
Song Qi is now considered a semi-celebrity. To avoid being stared at, he and Luo Shuyun went to a secluded corner of the grove and sat down on a blanket on the ground.
"So, you've officially broken ties with the Fang family now?"
"Yes." Song Qi nodded. "I want to change my name to Song Qi."
Luo Shuyun asked, somewhat puzzled, "What did you say you wanted to be called?"
The key parts have been muted, and even the mouth has been blurred.
Luo Shuyun knew in her heart that Song Qi had probably revealed her real name.
"It's nothing." Song Qi smiled with some disappointment. Although she had already guessed this result, she still felt a little sad.
Why do I feel uncomfortable?
She used to think that their relationship was like online dating.
But her current behavior clearly shows that their relationship is not that simple.
Thinking about it, her behavior during this period does seem quite abnormal.
Song Qi took a bite of the pastry and decisively changed the subject: "What's this called?"
"Leader".
What about this one?
"First."
Song Qi glanced at Luo Shuyun, and could roughly guess what the rest were called: "It's similar to a fried dough stick and two eggs."
"Even if it's simple, it's my blessing for you." Luo Shuyun sat cross-legged on the ground, propping her elbows on her knees as she looked at Song Qi. "Eat these, and you'll be number one tomorrow."
Song Qi glanced at it and said, "Hmm."
After cultivating immortality, his digestive function seemed to have improved a lot, and Song Qi didn't feel particularly full after finishing the whole meal.
After finishing their meal, Luo Shuyun escorted Song Qi back to her courtyard.
Song Qi stood on the threshold and compared her height with Luo Shuyun's: "It won't be long before I'm taller than you."
"Good luck then." Luo Shuyun smiled and ruffled Song Qi's hair. "I'm off now."
"Okay, see you tomorrow."
After Luo Shuyun turned and left, her mind was filled with thoughts of "how to grow taller".
After returning to the inner sect, Luo Shuyun went to find her master.
"Master, is there any other way to make people grow taller?"
Elder He: ? ? ?
"Aren't you already tall enough? How much taller do you want to be?"
"A little higher."
Elder He gave Luo Shuyun a look: "No."
"Why are you acting so impulsively these days?"
Luo Shuyun sighed.
"Also, you've come at the right time. What's going on with Fang Yaoyao? Her spiritual consciousness..."
"Master, she told me not to tell."
Elder He stared at Luo Shuyun for a while, then sighed: "I don't know what kind of bewitching potion she gave you. You used to listen to your master quite well, but now you won't listen to anything."
Luo Shuyun lowered her head and remained silent.
"For a person to be able to project their consciousness into their body, their spiritual cultivation must be above the Golden Core stage." Elder He tapped the table. "She is so confident in winning first place, so her spiritual cultivation must be above the Nascent Soul stage."
Elder He glanced at Luo Shuyun, whose face remained expressionless.
"Alright, alright, I won't ask anymore. We'll find out eventually." Elder He waved his hand. "If her spiritual cultivation is above the Void Refinement stage, I can't teach her."
Luo Shuyun was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Elder He.
Elder He had only said it casually, but seeing Luo Shuyun's reaction, his expression stiffened: "Really above the Void Refinement stage?"
“Master, didn’t you say you wouldn’t ask?” Luo Shuyun bowed to Elder He. “Master, I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now.”
Elder He shook his head. To be honest, he was indeed a little interested in Song Qi now. After all, it was the first time he had seen his disciple like this. He wondered what kind of deity could make Luo Shuyun have any "humanity".
When only twenty people remain on the field, the draw will begin again.
Song Qi stood out even more in the middle of the group of inner disciples, attracting the attention of most people.
She was undoubtedly the focus of this competition.
Do you think she can get past this round?
"Who knows? Probably not."
"Wasn't it said that her spiritual sense was very powerful?"
"Now those who are left are basically the chosen ones, and their spiritual senses are not so easy to break through."
"Too."
"If she really becomes number one, this year's inner disciples will be truly disgraced."
...
Song Qi drew a lot; his opponent was in the early Foundation Establishment stage.
The two exchanged a glance, the other's eyes holding a hint of inquiry, but they didn't look at her for long, clearly not taking her seriously.
There are ten groups of people, and she is in the eighth group. If today's competition is a little slow, she will have to wait until the next day to compete.
“Duan Yang is the most talented person in the Duan family this generation. He has a fire spirit root. The sword he carries is called the Broken Goose Sword, which is an heirloom of the Duan family.” Seeing that Song Qi’s competition was still early, Luo Shuyun came to her side to talk.
Song Qi nodded.
“Someone could easily cut your sword in half,” Luo Shuyun said, then handed over her own sword, suggesting she use mine.
"Aren't you afraid I'll break your sword too?"
Luo Shuyun laughed: "My Ningbi Sword is of the same grade as his, and the runes on the sword were all added by my master. It's even better than his. Don't be afraid of it breaking. Even if it can only perform at 50% of its potential in your hands, it's still better than your broken sword."
"Are you familiar with his spiritual imprint?" Song Qi asked.
Luo Shuyun lowered her voice and gestured to Song Qi with her eyes: "His divine sense imprint was added by his family head. The Duan family head's cultivation is at the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm, and his divine sense imprint is at the peak of the late-stage Nascent Soul realm. He is no match for your divine sense."
"good."
“You might be able to challenge someone of a higher realm if you're in a lower realm, but it's practically impossible if you're in a higher realm. Besides, the difference between the Mahayana and Nascent Soul stages is like heaven and earth.” Luo Shuyun patted Song Qi on the shoulder. “You can do it, don’t worry.”
Song Qi took a deep breath: "So, how will the last five people compete?"
"Draw lots. One person will get a bye, and four people will compete. Two will be eliminated, and two will advance. The eliminated players will compete again, and the winner will play against the person who got a bye. The winner of that match will advance to the final round. In the final round, all three players will face off once. The person who wins two matches will be first, and whoever wins between the remaining two will be second." Luo Shuyun looked at Song Qi, "Do you understand?"
"Hmm." Song Qi nodded. "I roughly understand. Never mind, I won't think about it anymore. It's still unclear whether we'll win or lose."
"You will definitely win," Luo Shuyun said with a smile.
No sooner had she finished speaking than a loud bang erupted from the arena, followed by gasps from the onlookers.
Looking over, Song Qi noticed that one person had already fallen on the stage, and another person standing there was covered in blood.
Luo Shuyun frowned: "This person is the one who is in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage."
An elder went up to check and found that although the person wasn't dead, he was nearly dead.
"This person is really ruthless."
“Hmm.” Luo Shuyun frowned. “His name is Feng Tuo. He’s from the Feng family. He’s ten years old this year. He’s an illegitimate child. Because of his extraordinary talent, the Feng family invited him back. Although the Feng family says they can’t bear to let a child live alone outside, everyone knows the real reason.”
Feng Tuo stood on the platform, and after the results were announced, he stepped down without even glancing at the people on the ground.
Song Qi looked at Feng Tuo and felt that he was somewhat familiar, so she tapped on the table.
When Feng Tuo was halfway there, he looked back. He was moving very fast, but Song Qi still felt that he was looking at her.
Her gaze lingered on Feng Tuo as he walked away.
“You will definitely have to face him. If you can’t beat him, it’s best to just admit defeat. This person’s divine sense imprint should have been left by the Feng family’s sect leader, who is in the mid-stage of the Mahayana realm.”
"Mm." Song Qi nodded.
The competition was quite fast-paced; Song Qi went on stage before evening.
The two stood on the ring and looked at each other.
Within three breaths, the air underwent a change.
The externalization of consciousness.
The divine consciousness of the Duan family patriarch and the divine consciousness of Song Qi.
Duan Yang sat on the ground, staring at Song Qi with extremely ugly eyes. He originally wanted to take advantage of Song Qi's externalized divine sense to attack him, but as soon as he left the position under the Duan family patriarch's divine sense, he would feel a splitting headache.
Song Qi's moves remained simple and brutal. He grabbed the Duan family patriarch's arm and, without hesitation, tore it to shreds.
Although there was no blood, the scene was still bloody.
“Patriarch of the Duan family, your spiritual imprint is no match for mine. If I were to shatter it directly, you would be affected. Why not have Duan Yang surrender?” Song Qi smiled as he looked at the patriarch of the Duan family.
The head of the Duan family clearly felt the pain in his arm. He couldn't control the movement of the mark, but he could still feel the other person's pain and the feeling of being suppressed.
The oppressive power of divine consciousness.
Duan Yang looked up at the head of the Duan family. He didn't want to give up and had already spat out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing Duan Yang's expression, the head of the Duan family hesitated to speak, saying, "It's just a mark. Duan Yang, you can decide for yourself. I'm fine with it."
“Admit defeat.” Song Qi looked at Duan Yang. “By dispelling your family head’s mark, he will suffer more damage than you. I only knocked you unconscious. This is not for your sake, but for your family head. No one will blame you for admitting defeat.”
Duan Yang glanced at Song Qi, then looked up at Yin Ji.
The field was quiet.
"I admit defeat." Duan Yang lowered his head.
Song Qi immediately let go, his consciousness returning to his body. He patted his clothes and looked at Duan Yang, who seemed quite devastated: "I've suffered more than you, so it's normal that my consciousness is stronger than yours. Why are you acting like this?"
"Oh." Duan Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, dragged his sword, glanced at Song Qi, and jumped off the arena. He was very calm, but after taking a few steps, he couldn't help but cry.
Song Qi: ...
He's still just a child.
The head of the Duan family, somewhat helplessly, pulled Duan Yang over.
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