Seeing that Long Lin's gaze kept drifting towards Ning Hongze, Mo Lan also looked over and immediately saw Ning Xiaocao smiling.
She became increasingly depressed.
Isn't Ning Xiaocao's smile a bit too ostentatious? It's just that her brother got first place.
Was she mocking her?
I don't know what happened.
She and Ning Xiaocao never seemed to get along.
Neither she nor Ning Xiaocao could stand each other.
She knew that Ning Xiaocao disliked her because of Long Lin's matter, but what about her?
She didn't like Ning Xiaocao either.
I dislike it for no reason.
But—now, perhaps she knows.
Because subconsciously she always knew that Ning Xiaocao posed a threat to her.
Long Lin has feelings for Ning Xiaocao.
He himself wasn't quite sure yet.
Thinking of this, Mo Lan reached out and grabbed Long Lin's hand.
"Mo Lan?"
Long Lin looked at her with a puzzled expression.
"I just want to hold your hand."
Upon hearing this, Long Lin's expression softened even more.
Mo Lan deliberately concealed the sorrow and resentment on her face and smiled, "I didn't expect Ning Hongze to be so good at it."
"Yes, Hong has been powerful since he was a child." His power comes from his bloodline, the Golden Dragon bloodline, which makes cultivation twice as effective with half the effort.
However, Ning Hong is different. He is extremely talented and also very serious about his work.
There's nothing he hasn't been able to do since he was a child.
"Brother, you're amazing!" After the alchemy competition ended, Ning Xiaocao rushed over, taking Ning Hongze's arm, her face beaming with joy.
Ning Hong instinctively reached out and caught Ning Xiaocao, ruffling her hair.
“You’ve always been this amazing, it’s not like you just found out.”
He was also quite interested in weapon crafting, so he kept an eye on weapon crafting competitions.
The outcome of the artifact repair seemed to be within everyone's expectations.
Although there was applause, there were no gasps of amazement, unlike when I won first place, when everyone seemed a bit stunned.
Indeed, the result of the alchemy competition was beyond everyone's expectations.
After all, both Duanmu Qi and Mo Lan were favorites to win first place, but who knew that someone unknown would take it away.
However, it seems to be taken for granted, since from the beginning, this person has always entered the second and third games with the first place.
The competitions have been going on for several days now, one after another. After all, whether it's alchemy or weapon crafting, the refining process takes time.
These competitions for alchemy and weapon crafting all require waiting time, which can be somewhat tedious.
Most of these cultivators have already practiced fasting and don't feel hungry. As for those who haven't yet, aren't there fasting pills available?
I was a little bored, so I started to crave food.
"Brother, is there anything to eat?"
Ning Xiaocao tugged at Ning Hongze's sleeve.
"We have grass husk candy."
This was made by Ning Hong using a plant called "grass heart" from this area. The shape is designed to resemble a lollipop, and the taste is actually quite similar.
Ning Xiaocao especially liked it.
"Give it to me, give it to me."
Upon hearing about the grass heart candy, Ning Xiaocao perked up completely.
"It's all yours."
Ning Hong then grabbed a handful of grass heart candy and gave it to her.
She was quite generous, and shared the money with Yan Wuni, one for each of them.
"Let me tell you, my brother's grass jelly is really delicious, you should try it."
"Really? This is the first time I've ever tasted this kind of candy."
Seeing that Ning Xiaocao was willing to share her favorite things with him, Yan Wu smiled with delight.
Being able to share things they like together suggests that their relationship has progressed significantly, since Ning Xiaocao wouldn't have shared these things with him before.
After the weapon crafting competition ends, it will be time for the sword crafting competition.
"Yan Wu, what competition do you want to participate in?"
"I am a sword cultivator."
Yan Wu said, a candy still in his mouth. This grass-heart candy was indeed delicious; its sweetness reached right to his heart.
"A sword cultivator? But I've never seen you use a sword before?" Ning Xiaocao asked in surprise.
She had never seen Yan Wu carry a sword.
It's a folding fan from beginning to end.
"This is my sword."
Yan Wu twirled the fan in his hand.
The next moment, the fan transformed into a longsword.
"I specifically asked someone to make it look like this." Mainly, the fan looks more elegant when held in hand.
So—carrying the fan was purely for show—
Essentially, this is a sword.
Ning Hongze: "—"
Although Yan Wu is quite old, he is still a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur).
"It's my turn to go on stage."
Yan Wu suddenly leaned closer to Ning Xiaocao, "Xiaocao, your childhood sweetheart is also a sword cultivator. If we were to clash, would you side with him or with me?"
"Well—" Ning Xiaocao drawled, "I'm on your side."
"real?"
"Of course." Long Lin already has Mo Lan, so he probably doesn't need her.
She was completely unaware that Long Lin was standing right behind her.
I heard her words clearly.
Long Lin originally wanted to come over and say hello to Ning Xiaocao and Ning Hongze.
He was about to go on stage and hoped to receive encouragement from Xiaocao, but he never expected to hear such a sentence.
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