Chapter 211 Chaos
Before long, Nan Muyin handed the number plate to the judge elder and then leaped back.
Yu Qianling asked, "Which group are we in?"
Nan Muyin smiled and said, "We had good luck this time. We drew the second group, which can ease the tension a bit."
Xiao Huan breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank goodness, at least I have some time to pee..."
Upon hearing this, everyone was speechless. When will this bad habit of having to pee whenever he gets nervous ever be corrected?
"Tch, I thought it was the first group!" Yu Qianling looked disappointed, plopped down next to Feng Yue, and whispered, "Give me the wine flask quickly."
Feng Yue rolled his eyes at Ming Cang and stammered in a low voice, "Third...Third Senior Sister...the competition has only just begun, and you're already drinking?"
"Tsk, I'll only take a small sip; Master won't notice."
"no!"
"Huh? Are you looking for a fight?"
"Oh, alright then..." Feng Yue took out a wine flask, but instead of handing it to her directly, he poured it into the teacup next to him. "Okay, alright, you can drink it."
Yu Qianling was speechless: "...What are you doing?"
"You...you said you'd only take a tiny sip..."
"Hey, you're asking for it!" Yu Qianling raised her hand to hit him on the head, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Ming Cang's glare and immediately became obedient, quickly picking up her teacup and drinking it.
If we don't drink it, we might not get any at all.
She leaned back in her chair and sighed, suddenly remembering the time she spent staying with Yu Xuan, where she could drink as much of the centuries-old immortal wine as she wanted. She couldn't help but smack her lips and look towards Xuanwu Palace.
Yu Xuan, who was arranging things, seemed to sense her gaze, turned his head and nodded and smiled at her.
A moment later, Feng Shen, holding the battle roster in his hand, said in a deep voice, "Now that the draw for each sect is complete, I will announce the group assignments."
"Group 1: Tianfeng Sect vs. Qingyue Sect."
"The second group, Peach Blossom Valley versus Qingyang Sect."
"The third group, Xuanwu Palace versus Forgetful Valley."
"The fourth group, Battle Sect versus Myriad Swords Sect."
"The fifth group, Illusionary Sound Sect versus Beast Taming Sect."
"The above are the group assignments for this arena competition. Tianfeng Sect and Qingyue Sect, please prepare yourselves. The competition will begin in a quarter of an hour!"
After Feng Shen left, the various sects in the preparation area began to discuss the matter, and a sense of urgency for the competition permeated the entire area.
At this time.
The members of Qingyang Sect were all somewhat frustrated, secretly cursing the person who drew the lots for how they ended up drawing Peach Blossom Valley.
If it were another sect, they might be able to easily accumulate some personal points and try to obtain some resource rewards.
However, they had already experienced the methods of those people from Peach Blossom Valley firsthand, and they couldn't help but exchange a glance and sigh.
"Tsk, why are you all sighing? It's not like we have no chance at all. I just looked at the list they submitted, and there's that good-for-nothing Jian Yu in it too."
"That's right, we can't beat the others, but we can still teach those guys a lesson!"
"Yeah, that's right, so everyone cheer up!"
Although this was somewhat self-deceptive, I couldn't lose face, so I had to grit my teeth and cheer myself up.
Upon hearing what was said, Ye Luo couldn't help but smile, secretly chuckling to herself, "What a small world!"
Now that they've clashed, how could he let them off so easily?
Suddenly, a commotion arose from the Tianfeng Sect's side, drawing the attention of many people.
“Junior Sister Lü, your cultivation is still lacking. If you were to lead the charge and lose, it might affect everyone’s morale.”
After Bai Ruoqian finished speaking, she glanced at Su Yuyuan, who immediately understood and stepped forward to agree, "That's right, the person who leads the charge is very important, so why don't we let our junior sister do it!"
Bai Ruoqian looked at Lü Xuan and sneered. Don't think she didn't know; she just wanted to steal the spotlight.
As long as she's there, keep dreaming!
A flash of anger crossed Lü Xuan's eyes. She grabbed Yang Shen's sleeve and said, "Senior Brother, I told you it wouldn't work. My cultivation is too poor... I'll only hold everyone back..."
Yang Shen frowned and sighed, "Junior Sister, wasn't it supposed to be Junior Sister Lü who went on stage? What are you two up to now?!"
This really worried him.
Throughout the journey, the three of them were constantly at odds, never letting up.
The competition is about to start, and they're still making a scene!
Bai Ruoqian sneered, "Senior Brother, I'm only thinking of the sect's best interests. If she messes things up, she'll be guilty of a capital offense!"
Lu Xuan's face was full of grievance, "Senior Sister Ruoqian, I just wanted to do my part for the sect, why do you have to belittle me like this..."
"Enough!" Fu Zhenghan sat in his chair, rubbing his forehead, looking extremely troubled. He sighed, "The Grand Competition was originally meant to give disciples an opportunity to train. If they are cowardly and hesitant, how can their strength be improved?"
"The original plan remains unchanged; Xuan'er will be the first to go on stage!"
"Yes, Master!" A smug look flashed across Lü Xuan's face. It's better to be a big fish in a small pond than a small fish in a big pond. The pressure in this kind of arena competition increases as it progresses.
If they win, that's fine, but if they lose, they'll inevitably become the target of public criticism.
She's not stupid!
Upon seeing her smug expression, Bai Ruoqian instantly flew into a rage, "Master!"
"Ruoqian, stop fooling around!" Suddenly a gentle voice came, and Bai Qingyi, dressed in a silver moon robe, was walking with a handsome man.
"Cousin! What brings you here!" Bai Ruoqian's face lit up with joy as she ran towards her. "Where have you been all this time? I missed you so much!"
Bai Qingyi smiled gently, "Your brother-in-law and I went out to run some errands, but we're on our way to watch your match now."
Chen Yici looked her over and chuckled, "I didn't expect that Sister Ruoqian would have already reached the Core Formation stage. Such talent in cultivation is truly astonishing."
"Thank you for the compliment, brother-in-law!"
Bai Qingyi pulled her to her side, nodded and smiled at Fu Zhenghan, "My younger sister is too willful. I hope Sect Leader Fu will be more tolerant and not be angry with her."
"Not at all." Fu Zhenghan's eyes flickered slightly. He stood up and gestured for her to take a seat, smiling, "Elder Chen, Fairy Qingyi, please take a seat!"
Bai Qingyi waved her hand and chuckled, "That won't be necessary. This match is a duel between our two factions. As elders of the Qingyue Sect, it's inconvenient for us to be here. Besides, Ruoqian's relationship with me... so she won't be participating in this match."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zhenghan's face stiffened, and he clenched his fist, saying in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"
Bai Qingyi's eyes turned slightly cold: "Sect Leader Fu is overthinking it. I just think Qingyi wants to spend some time with her sister. What could possibly mean by that?"
The members of the Tianfeng Sect fell silent, knowing that she was standing up for Bai Ruoqian, and the atmosphere became somewhat oppressive.
Bai Ruoqian glanced at Fu Zhenghan, her pretty face full of smugness, "What my cousin says is right. Since Master has made such arrangements, then I'll go with my cousin to get together first. Good luck to you guys!"
After saying that, she and Bai Qingyi walked away, leaving Fu Zhenghan with a gloomy expression.
Such blatant provocation made his face darken, but he was helpless.
Over the years, the Tianfeng Sect and the Bai family have had many private dealings. The reason he took her as his direct disciple was not only because he valued her talent for cultivation, but also, and most importantly, because of the Bai family.
That's why I've been so indulgent towards her all these years.
Fu Zhenghan couldn't help but look at Ye Luo, feeling a pang of regret. If he had listened to the Grand Elder's advice earlier and gone to bring Ye Luo back to the Tianfeng Sect, perhaps he wouldn't have had to worry so much...
Lu Xuan hadn't expected things to escalate like this, so she stepped forward worriedly and said, "Master... have I caused you any trouble?"
"Silly child, this has nothing to do with you."
Fu Zhenghan loosened his clenched fist, patted the top of her head, and sighed, "Go prepare for the competition, don't embarrass your master!"
Upon hearing this, Lü Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded solemnly, "Your disciple will not let you down!"
Ye Luo leaned back in her chair, propping her chin on her hand, watching the spectacle with great interest. "Good heavens, it's a complete mess!"
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