Chapter 71 Chapter 71 Style
"Are you sure?"
Mo Aotian hurriedly advised Yun Miao to think twice before acting. The sect competition lasted a total of twelve days, with the first eight events lasting one day each, and the secret treasure hunt lasting four days. If she signed up for all nine events, she would have to work non-stop for these twelve days without any time to rest or breathe. This would undoubtedly be a great test for both her body and mind.
"Let's give it a try. If we can get into the top ten in any competition, we'll be lucky."
Yun Miao never felt tired in the game. Twelve days of competition was just a piece of cake for her. If she wanted... she could even go back and forth, competing a hundred times, a thousand times, until she won first place in all nine competitions.
However, Yun Miao did not have such an idea. The rewards of the sect competition were only a drop in the bucket compared to the wealth in the treasury of the Yun family's old house. She also did not want to rely on cheating to win over those lovely senior brothers and sisters. This time she just wanted to join in the fun.
Mo Aotian thought it made sense. He said that the first eight competitions were about skills. Even the sword competition at Jianfeng, the ring competition at Tifeng and the fighting competition at Fafeng were all done after drawing lots to keep the realms of both sides at the same level.
These competitions didn't require a high level of cultivation, so disciples with lower levels still had a good chance of winning.
The first competition of the sect competition is alchemy, which will be held in three days. Yun Miao had lived in Danfeng for several months before and had a good relationship with Tian Laokou. She must have learned a lot from him. If she can learn three of Tian Laokou's true skills, then getting a top ten ranking will be a sure thing, which can be considered a good start.
At this point, Mo Aotian curiously inquired about Yun Miao's current level of alchemy skills. How many recipes did he know? What grade of pills could he refine? What was his success rate?
Xiao Hei has raised his paw to turn to the second page: After ten years of sitting in meditation on the top of the mountain, he finally drew the energy into his body. The Golden Elixir Immortal Master burst into tears and exclaimed that he was a genius and there would be successors!
His ears moved, and although he did not turn his head to look at Yun Miao, he already knew the answer because he had been inseparable from Yun Miao in Danfeng.
Yun Miao silently pulled out the only book related to alchemy from the pile of books on the table: "This is the current level."
Mo Aotian glanced around and saw the words "Self-Study Alchemy: How to Choose an Alchemy Furnace" written in large letters on the cover. He paused and was silent for a long moment before saying, "Do you mean to say that you haven't refined an elixir yet, and don't even have an alchemy furnace, or that you've only learned how to choose one?"
Yun Miao: “Both.”
Mo Aotian's breathing stopped for a moment. He looked at Yun Miao in disbelief and said in a high-pitched voice like a dragon's roar: "You don't know anything, yet you dare to sign up for the sect competition? Are you crazy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a wooden ruler flew over and hit him on the head three times. The three sounds were crisp and pleasant, and it was obvious that it was a good start.
Then the little boy carved on the ruler stood with his hands on his hips and shouted angrily: "No loud noises allowed in the Sutra Library!"
Mo Aotian didn't care: "I just spoke a little loudly."
The ruler immediately flew up and was about to hit Mo Aotian on the forehead again. He quickly hugged his head and apologized, which calmed the ruler's anger and it flew away swayingly.
Yun Miao asked curiously, "I heard that the ruler in the Sutra Library has given birth to a spirit over time. Is that little girl who spoke the spirit?"
"Yes. She is a spirit born over a hundred years ago. The elder in charge of the Sutra Library doesn't like to meddle in other matters, so now she is in charge of many matters in the Sutra Library."
Mo Aotian snorted, "She's just a little brat who's only a hundred years old, yet she dares to knock me on the head. If she wasn't a child, I would have beaten her up long ago."
He then looked at Yun Miao seriously, asking if what she had just said was true or a joke. The sect competition was not a child's game. There would be many people watching the game. If Yun Miao didn't know how to do anything after entering the competition, it would be embarrassing.
Mo Aotian was very concerned about his reputation, so he couldn't help but tap his toes at the thought of that embarrassing scene. There was also a strange admiration in his eyes when he looked at Yun Miao. How could someone be so brave? Was she really not afraid of embarrassment?!
Yun Miao calmly picked up the book "Self-Study Alchemy: How to Choose an Alchemy Furnace" and began to read: "Don't worry, I can learn right away. I'll start by buying an alchemy furnace today."
Mo Aotian: "But there are only three days left until the Alchemy Competition. What can we do in three days?"
Yun Miao said that she had once created miracles with just a pen, a lamp, and a single night. Three days was enough for her, as she had never fought such a rich battle before.
Mo Aotian thought she was talking about the uproarious incident of the ancestor's inscription, but when he recalled Yun Miao's genius, he felt a little relieved.
"If you can really get a rank by then... No, as long as you can refine a pill, even if it's a first-grade pill, I will definitely come to support you."
But if Yun Miao doesn't know anything at the competition and is still flipping through this crappy book, don't blame him for pretending not to know her.
"Then you just wait and see."
Yun Miao picked up the books piled on the table and asked Xiao Hei to leave with her.
The Sutra Repository is a tall building, and the elementary books on the first to third floors can be borrowed freely. She plans to borrow these books and read them slowly.
Mo Aotian: "Are you planning to go to the Deacon Hall to register now?"
Yun Miao: "Well, report your name first, so you don't forget when you're busy. By the way, you can get an alchemy furnace to practice first."
*
The Sutra Repository and the Deacon's Hall are both on the main peak, so Yun Miao went to the Deacon's Hall first.
The Deacon Hall was still as busy as ever, but the Sleep God Ding Sangsang did not sleep in for the first time. Instead, he took over the registration for the sect competition. After hearing Yun Miao's purpose, he yawned with dark circles under his eyes, picked up the jade slip with the records, and asked Yun Miao which competition he wanted to sign up for.
Hearing that Yun Miao wanted to register all nine competitions, he just lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at her again. He didn't say much, but just said softly.
"Ever since you tricked Niu Rao into calling me Old Ding, everyone else has been calling me Old Ding. Junior Sister Yun, don't you have anything you want to say to your young Senior Brother Ding?"
A thousand years of youth?
Yun Miao glanced at the pale-skinned young man with dark circles under his eyes and said gravely, "My condolences."
Ding Sangsang:......
Facing Ding Sangsang's speechless gaze, Yun Miao calmly changed the subject: "Old Ding...Brother, why are your dark circles so severe? Did you get beaten up?"
Ding Sangsang: "...just insomnia."
This time it was Yun Miao's turn to be shocked: "You still suffer from insomnia?"
She has been in this game for half a year. Every time she saw Ding Sangsang, he was sleeping. How could such a person suffer from insomnia?
Ding Sangsang said unhappily that some time ago, the young master of the Demon Sect, Yan Wuguang, was captured by the Sect Master and brought back to the sect. He is now being held in the water dungeon of the Law Enforcement Hall and is being interrogated every day.
When he went to the Law Enforcement Hall to deliver something, he accidentally heard screams coming from the dungeon. He was frightened by the shrill screams and had nightmares since he came back, so he couldn't sleep.
Yun Miao hadn't expected Ding Sangsang to be so timid. She said again, "My condolences."
Ding Sangsang's lifeless eyes flashed, "Junior Sister Yun, if you don't know how to comfort me, then don't bother trying. Okay, I've already registered everything for you. The specific match times are already posted in the sect's airspace. You can check for yourself."
As he spoke, he took out a bag of cakes and told Yun Miao to go play somewhere else and stop torturing her poor senior brother.
Yun Miao took the package of pastries without hesitation, thanked Ding Sangsang, and then left the Deacon Hall with Xiao Hei.
As she walked out the door, she saw Lu Dajiao, riding on his beloved crane, flying towards the Deacon Hall in a very cool manner. As soon as the man and the deer's eyes met, Lu Dajiao's furry deer face suddenly stretched out.
He stepped down from the crane's back, walked gracefully towards the Deacon's Hall, pretending not to see Yun Miao.
Yun Miao immediately picked up Xiao Hei, who was standing at his feet, and whispered in his ear, "Xiao Hei, you've been annoyed with that crane for a long time, right? Later, when Lu Dajiao comes in, we'll secretly pluck the crane's feathers and make you a feather duster."
Her malicious words and breath hit Xiao Hei's erect ears, causing waves of itchiness, and he couldn't help but flap his ears twice.
The crane not far away looked at the deer's horrs in horror, raised its long neck high and cried out: Help!
Lu Dajiao paused, glaring at him with a dark face: "Yun Miao, you did this on purpose, didn't you? If you dare to pluck the feathers of my dog Damao, I will shave all the hair off the dog in your arms!"
Yun Miao covered her mouth with one hand in surprise, as if she had just seen him: "Hey, Senior Brother Lu, why are you here? I didn't even see you just now."
Lu Dajiao: ...I feel a little nauseous and want to vomit.
"Since you are here, Senior Brother Lu, I won't stay any longer. It was a bad afternoon, and I'm not happy to see you."
Yun Miao gave a provocative fake smile, then quickly stepped on the flying sword and slipped away before Lu Dajiao could scold her.
Lu Dajiao had so much to say but couldn't utter it, it was all stuck inside him. His face flushed red with anger, and the white deer he had once been turned pink. He could no longer maintain his composure, and with a deer-like swiftness, he charged into the Deacon Hall, stirring up a gust of wind.
"Ding Sangsang, is that bastard here to sign up for the sect competition? Has she signed up for the secret realm treasure hunt?"
Before Ding Sangsang could speak, Lu Dajiao said confidently, "She loves to join in the fun, and she's in the Foundation Establishment Stage. She must have signed up for the Secret Realm Treasure Hunt."
"Junior Sister Yun is indeed interested in signing up for the Secret Realm Treasure Hunt, but because it requires a team of at least three people, she hasn't met the requirements yet and cannot enter."
Ding Sangsang yawned and glanced at Lu Dajiao. "What do you want to do? Form cliques to stop others from teaming up with Junior Sister Yun? Then I advise you to give up."
He coldly stated that the contrast between Lu Dajiao's popularity within the sect and Yun Miao's was simply a world of difference. Doing so was like trying to shake a tree with an ant. He was also likely to be beaten up by Ning Yu and the others who loved his junior sister.
Lu Dajiao glared and said, "I, Lu Dajiao, sit upright and walk upright. I would never do such a vulgar and dirty thing."
"Besides, that brat is just a little more popular than me, a little more likable, and has more friends. To say he's like an ant trying to shake a tree is an exaggeration. What's so great about that? Tsk, I don't care."
He said proudly, "Cattle and sheep travel in herds, while wild beasts only walk alone!"
Ding Sangsang's eye twitched, and she speechlessly looked up and down at the white deer in front of the counter. "You? A ferocious beast? Poisoned from eating grass, right?"
"What's wrong with eating grass? You can be a beast even if you eat grass!"
Lu Dajiao refused to admit that he had said anything wrong: "Is it not okay for me to have a ferocious beast in my heart?!"
Ding Sangsang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and asked him if he was here to register and which items he wanted to sign up for.
Lu Dajiao originally only came to sign up for the arena competition and the beast taming competition, but now he has changed his mind. This year he also wants to add a secret treasure hunt competition.
"This secret treasure hunt is my chance to redeem myself. I'm going to show her how powerful I am. She can just wait to go home and cry to her master!"
Ding Sangsang looked at Bai Lu, who was already lost in her reverie, and said calmly, "Let me remind you, Junior Sister Yun's master is the Sect Leader, and her senior brother is Senior Brother Qi."
Lu Dajiao paused, then stiffened his neck and said, "So what? Sect competitions are always fair, just and open. The Sect Master and the Senior Brother can't favor anyone. As long as I didn't cheat and won fair and square against Junior Sister Yun, they can't really beat me up."
"Well said."
Ding Sangsang applauded perfunctorily: "So, do you have a team?"
Lu Dajiao: "...No. But don't worry, with my good relationships, getting three of us together is a piece of cake!"
*
On the other side, Yun Miao was flying towards Danfeng with Xiao Hei in his arms.
A look of doubt flashed in Xiao Hei's eyes: [Aren't you going to buy an alchemy furnace?]
Yun Miao should go to Qifeng or Treasure Pavilion to buy an alchemy furnace, because Danfeng does not sell alchemy furnaces.
[What are you buying? Tian Laokou is my uncle, and we have such a good relationship. Why not just borrow one from him?]
Yun Miao said confidently: [By the way, I'll secretly ask him what the exam questions for this alchemy competition are.]
Xiao Hei: [You want to cheat? ]
[Your words about cheating are too harsh. ]
Yun Miao protested: [This is called taking the back door.]
There was a flash of confusion in Xiao Hei's eyes:...Wouldn't it be embarrassing to take the back door?
At the same time, outside Cangyun City.
A young man with an ordinary face stood in the damp and dark woods, his expression unclear, but when he opened his mouth it was Qi Shubai's voice.
"This matter has little to do with the Demonic Cult. Those missing cultivators were not sent to the Demonic Cult, but were sent to the Longevity Cult by the Yun family. The Yun family and the Longevity Cult have long been in collusion..."
"The Yun family is using some specious information to cover up the news about the Tianmu butterflies. The Tianmu silkworms aren't the main issue; the main issue is the Tianmu butterflies. The Changsheng Cult is using the Tianmu butterflies to stimulate the immortal transformations that gave birth to the Buddha Fruit..."
"No wonder there are more and more of those damned pengs and turtledoves..."
"The identity of that female cultivator in white has yet to be ascertained. There's not a single clue to be found. It's as if she appeared out of nowhere. This kind of cleansing and concealment of her identity is too deliberate. This person's identity is definitely not simple..."
"Fortunately, judging by her style of destroying the Yun family, it seems to have nothing to do with the Changsheng Cult. The Demon Cult also seems to be keeping an eye on her. There's a bounty on her in the Dark Domain, but we don't know who placed it yet. However, the bounty was posted before she destroyed the Yun family..."
"Sword Fairy Shui Furong is also involved. Perhaps we can disguise ourselves and go to her to inquire about this. Then, we can have Master ask Master Che Feng..."
"What do you think, Junior Master?"
Qi Shubai turned his head and looked at the figure not far away. The person was covered in black fog, and only the outline of a human figure could be vaguely seen. It was even difficult to tell whether it was a man or a woman.
The figure hidden in the black mist raised his head, his tone calm but with a hint of doubt: "Do you think... taking the backdoor is better than cheating?"
Qi Shubai: ???
He was stunned by the sudden question for a moment, then said suspiciously, "I think both words are equally unpleasant, but why did Junior Master suddenly bring this up? Could it be that he has some clue?"
Chu Beiliang shook his head: "No, nothing."
He turned and left, but seeing Qi Shubai standing there without moving, he turned back and said, "Didn't you say you were looking for Shui Furong?"
Qi Shubai responded and followed.
The two walked towards the city. According to the information they received, Shui Furong was still in Cangyun City.
Qi Shubai was always half a step behind Chu Beiliang, and his eyes swept over the figure wrapped in black mist.
This man was indeed the Holy Son carefully nurtured by the Changsheng Cult, and his strength was indeed impressive. However, his mind seemed to be a little abnormal, just like those of the Changsheng Cult.
Chu Beiliang was completely unaware that he had been labeled mentally ill by his nephew. Most of his attention was focused on his clone, Xiao Hei. For him, completing missions was far less interesting than observing Yun Miao.
*
Danfeng, medicine house.
As soon as Yun Miao arrived, he saw Qian Duoduo beating Tian Laokou. Qian Duoduo was still dressed luxuriously as usual, which made his already handsome face even more charming with the charm of money, which was fascinating.
But the richest peak master of Xuantian Sect rolled up his sleeves at this moment, and with a dark face, he chased after the poorest peak master of Xuantian Sect and beat him up. Tian Laokou was chased away with his head in his hands, but he had no intention of fighting back.
"Hey, stop hitting me. I do owe you some money, but I used it all on researching new pill recipes. I worked diligently to contribute to the sect and didn't spend it recklessly!"
"You still dare to say that you didn't waste money?"
The handsome Master Qian Feng was so angry that he pulled out a peach tree and threw it at Tian Laokou.
"You took away all the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and ten-thousand-year-old ginseng in my private vault. You took them, and I don't need them, but look at this shit you got!!"
Tian Laokou: "This is not a ghost thing, this is my new creation, the ultimate hair growth pill. Whether your baldness is caused by poison or evil magic, it can make the dead tree rejuvenate and sprout new buds. It is the gospel of thousands of bald people in the world of cultivation!"
Qian Duoduo: "What a blessing! You turned the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and ten-thousand-year-old ginseng into this kind of stuff. Their deaths were in vain. You damned old ghost, make amends to those poor Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng!"
Yun Miao saw the chaos over there, so he carried Xiao Hei and went to Niu Rao's side.
"Brother Niu, don't you care?"
Didn't Senior Brother Niu respect Tian Laokou very much? Why did he turn a blind eye when Tian Laokou was chased and beaten by Qian Duoduo?
Niu Rao smiled naively, "I wanted to stop it, but I couldn't. Junior Sister Yun, you've only been in the sect for a short time, so you don't know. This kind of thing happens a few times every year."
"After all, this is a matter between the Peak Masters, so it's not for me to interfere. Besides, Peak Master Qian has never done anything serious. This is just a sign of the good relationship between the two Peak Masters."
Yun Miao pointed at Qian Duoduo, who was holding a sickle, and then at Tian Laokou, whose hair was almost shaved bald: "Is this what you call a good relationship?"
Niu Rao continued with a simple smile: "Peak Master Tian owes Peak Master Qian hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, and Peak Master Qian has never once asked Peak Master Tian to pay it back. Moreover, the next time Peak Master Tian goes to borrow money, Peak Master Qian will lend it to him as usual."
Yun Miao opened his eyes wide in surprise, then nodded enviously: "What a touching friendship! Hearing this makes me want to make friends with Master Qian Feng."
She also wants a friend who will spend money with her at the slightest disagreement!
Xiao Hei: [Do you like friends who can lend you money? I can lend you all my money.]
Yun Miao was deeply moved when she heard this and refused. She was pretending to be poor, but Chu Beiliang was really poor. He should just keep those few things for himself.
After a while, Qian Duoduo, who had beaten Tian Laokou up, left refreshed. The bald Tian Laokou, who had been beaten up, swallowed a pill, then stroked his newly grown hair and hummed with the same refreshed look.
"What's wrong with the hair growth pill? When you become bald, you'll know how good it is. You're such a clueless person!"
Yun Miao immediately leaned over and said with a sweet smile, "Uncle Tian, I know the best. Why don't you give me a bottle to try?"
Tian Laokou immediately rolled his eyes: "Go away, you stood far away when I was being beaten, and now you come over to ask for favors, there is no way, no window."
"No, Uncle Master. I can't beat Master Qian Feng, and going up to help you will only cause more trouble."
Yun Miao followed Tian Laokou all the way into the medicine house.
Tian Laokou: "So... if you can beat Qian Duoduo, you'll definitely come up to help?"
Yun Miao winked at Tian Lao Gou and said, "If I can beat Peak Master Qian, I will definitely help him beat you up, and then I'll take the opportunity to borrow a few hundred thousand from him. I'll give you half of it then."
Mr. Tian frowned.
Mr. Tian frowned and then relaxed.
Tian Laokou patted his nephew's shoulder in admiration. "If you hadn't said that last sentence, I would have beaten you right now, but since you added it, I can only say... well done! Your despicable and treacherous behavior is quite similar to my style when I was young!"
Yun Miao immediately smiled and said, "It's all thanks to my uncle's good teaching."
Xiao Hei: […Why isn’t he angry?]
Yun Miao: [Why are you angry? ]
Xiao Hei: [Because then you have to beat him up.]
Yun Miao: [Because he knew I couldn't really hit him, I was just joking. And he just appreciated my despicable joke.]
Xiao Hei's eyes were filled with confusion. Aren't "despicable" and "cunning" insults? Why did Yun Miao smile as if she were being praised?
Tian Laokou's attitude towards Yun Miao became much better. He sat on a chair, poured himself a cup of tea, and asked Yun Miao why she came to see him.
Yun Miao sat next to him and told him the purpose of her visit in a sneaky manner.
"Cough cough cough!"
Tian Laokou choked on the tea. He coughed a few times before glaring at Yun Miao beside him.
"I knew you wouldn't come to me if you had nothing to do. If you did, you'd definitely do something bad."
He advised Yun Miao to give up the idea. He was the one who decided the test questions for the annual alchemy competition by drawing lots. Before that, he didn't know what the test questions were, and the choice of elixir depended entirely on luck.
"You haven't even touched an alchemy furnace, yet you want to participate in the alchemy competition? What do you think of alchemy? Are you trying to make pig food? Go away, go play with your dog."
Tian Laokou rolled his eyes to the sky and waved his hand impatiently to drive Yun Miao away. As an Alchemy King who was proud of alchemy, he was considered to have a good temper by not throwing Yun Miao into the alchemy furnace.
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The author has something to say: Qi Shubai: Junior uncle, let’s disguise ourselves first, and then get close to Shui Furong in this way and that way again to find out the news about the female cultivator in white.
Chu Beiliang gave a thumbs-up and praised sincerely: "You are so despicable! You have the demeanor of me when I was young."
Qi Shubai: ...
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