Gingerbread followed everyone's gaze and looked over there.
The woman on the eagle was dressed in dark clothes and wore a matching hood, standing with a sword in her arms.
Looks cold and cool.
She is even more ruthless than Ling Hanchuan.
The two people look somewhat alike.
This was Gingerbread's first instinct.
The woman retracted her mount, landed in front of them, removed her dark hood, and nodded to Sect Leader Wuya.
Sect Leader Wuya: "Jueyi, it's just in time for you to emerge from seclusion today. Not bad, not bad."
"Hmm," Qin Jueyi's gaze slowly shifted to Immortal Lord Qingxue, his brows furrowing slightly, "Twenty years have passed since we last met, how come Junior Brother Jiang's cultivation is still stuck at the late Nascent Soul stage?"
"You still focus your attention on dressing up?"
vocal!
This senior brother speaks so directly.
Gingerbread caught a glimpse of her master shifting uncomfortably out of the corner of her eye, and then whispered, "Senior Sister Qin, I've already reached the half-step Nascent Soul stage."
"Half-step Nascent Soul?" Qin Jueyi scoffed. "That's only good for fooling people with lower cultivation levels than you. You're still a long way from being half-step Nascent Soul. Come find me after the competition."
"I--"
Immortal Lord Qingxue's face flushed red and then turned pale.
His apprentice is still here, can't you give him some face? And yet you dare not say anything.
His senior sister was known as a workaholic in the cultivation world when she was young.
He trained relentlessly.
He practiced swordsmanship relentlessly.
Desperately sharp-tongued.
Master Tai Xuan was pleased to see Jiang Qingxue suffer a setback.
He covered half his face with his sleeve, but the face behind the sleeve was practically beaming with joy.
Qin Jueyi suddenly turned around, "Tai Xuan."
Startled, Master Tai Xuan immediately sat up straight and said, "Congratulations, Senior Sister, you have advanced another major realm."
Qin Jueyi nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, you're not bad. You're a true half-step Nascent Soul cultivator."
As soon as these words came out.
Gingerbread, sitting next to Immortal Qingxue, is feeling very cold.
It was the chill emanating from Immortal Lord Qingxue.
The master was furious but dared not speak out.
Qin Jueyi lowered his eyes and criticized the other peak masters for being lazy and stagnant in their cultivation.
The sect leader Wuya quickly stepped in to mediate, letting the peak master of Xue Shu Peak sit to his right.
The criticism session had just ended.
Xie Yingnan turned her head and whispered to Jiang Bingbing, "This Uncle Qin, whose full name is Qin Jueyi, cultivates the Path of Ruthlessness."
Ruthless Way?
The most ferocious type of sword cultivator in legend.
Women are inherently affectionate.
Cultivating the path of ruthlessness is even more difficult.
Gingerbread admired this senior apprentice from the bottom of her heart.
"That's not all. This Senior Uncle Qin is now the Peak Master of Xue Shu Peak. He used to be someone who had the opportunity to become the Sect Master." Xie Yingnan's peach blossom eyes sparkled as she gossiped.
Gingerbread was surprised. "Oh? There's such gossip?"
"Yes, later, Senior Sister Qin directly refused. She said that being the sect leader would involve too many things and would affect her ability to concentrate on sword practice. The previous sect leader said that Senior Sister Qin had the best chance of ascending. Everyone else had distracting thoughts, but she only had the way of the sword in her heart."
After gossiping for a while, he immediately sat back down, straightened his back, and pretended to be looking straight ahead without glancing to the side.
Gingerbread digested all this gossip on its own.
Most people in the sect wear white or blue clothes, but this Senior Uncle Qin is dressed in all black.
He arrived wearing a black hood and riding an eagle.
How impressive!
After hearing her story.
Gingerbread thought to herself, "Master Qin, a woman like an eagle!"
"clang--"
This is the third chime.
Wen Yuzhao stood up. "Master, my third junior brother and I are going to draw lots."
"Alright, you may go." Immortal Lord Qingxue slowly waved his folding fan. "Just remember to do your best."
"Disciple obeys."
Wen Yuzhao and Xie Yingnan fled as if they were escaping.
Since Uncle Qin arrived, no one here dares to speak, let alone joke.
Gingerbread shifted its little bottom.
She couldn't sit still any longer.
Immortal Lord Qingxue had already noticed it out of the corner of his eye. "Little Bing, why don't you go down and play too?"
"Alright! Master, I'll be back in a bit~"
Gingerbread had just rushed out.
He was pulled back by Immortal Lord Qingxue.
She stumbled, and Immortal Lord Qingxue steadied her by the shoulder.
He handed Gingerbread a storage bag and beckoned it to him.
As she approached, Immortal Lord Qingxue whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Little Bing, do you see the place with the most people over there? Take half of the spirit stones in this storage bag and bet on Ling Hanchuan to win. Use the other half to bet on your second senior brother, your third senior brother, and Su Qinghe from Xue Shu Peak."
Gingerbread asked with a stern face, "Master, why didn't you bet all on Second Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother?"
Immortal Lord Qingxue: "..."
He does want to.
If the eldest apprentice didn't participate, how could the other two get first place?
"So much talk! Just go and bet on whichever one your master tells you to bet on. Hurry up and go..." Immortal Lord Qingxue tapped Gingerbread on the forehead with the handle of his fan.
"Oh~"
Gingerbread ran off, rubbing its forehead.
He thought about it in his mind as he ran.
Master, you're overthinking it.
I'm going to give all your spirit stones to Senior Brother Ling.
Hehehehe—
What do you mean by "second senior brother" or "third senior brother"?
Winning money is the most important thing, of course!
Qingxue Immortal Lord was naturally unaware of her greedy thoughts.
All the participating monks went to the southwest corner of the square to draw their match draws.
Gingerbread ran with its short legs toward the southeast corner where there were many people, and the area was surrounded by layers of people.
There were more people than those who drew lots.
"Make way, make way!"
Everyone turned around when they heard the sound.
Then I saw a short man wearing a tiger-head hat squeezing in with his head down.
It looks like a small yak, but it's very strong.
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