Chapter 25: Unable to gather five disciples to participate in the competition
From the moment I decided to return to the Ruan family.
Ruan Wei was very worried.
She wasn't sure if her actions would change the plot. In the original novel, Wu Yu often fell into a coma before Chi Jin arrived. Feng Wuya and Chao Jian's journey to the demon world to obtain blood was not smooth; they were intercepted by the aristocratic families who arrived before they could break the seal.
But now it's her.
Ruan Wei couldn't bear to see his junior sister sleeping.
The dazzling white light in front of my eyes gradually faded away.
Everyone opened their eyes.
They were in the center of the teleportation circle, surrounded by carved beams and painted buildings. In the distance, there was a long queue, and it was bustling and lively.
When I opened my eyes.
There was no one in front of Ruan Wei.
She turned her head and saw that Chi Jin, who was originally pulling her sleeve, was already standing three feet away.
Seeing her looking at him, Chi Jin smiled.
Chang Huaijin, a young man from an aristocratic family and well-informed, skillfully handed over the spirit stones, then led everyone out of the formation, following the monks dressed as guards.
Wu Yu leaned over to Ruan Wei's ear and whispered, "The teleportation arrays in Tongzhou are all controlled by the aristocratic families and the ten great sects. This place is collectively known as Chuanzhou Prefecture. For convenience, in recent years, each area divided out of Tongzhou has hired array builders to carve a teleportation array in Chuanzhou Prefecture. If cultivators want to use it, they just need to pay enough spirit stones."
"Actually, fewer people have used the teleportation array in the past two years. Most people use magic tools to get around."
They all looked so outstanding, especially Ruan Wei and Chi Jin, who were both very radiant.
On the way out of Chuanzhou Prefecture, too many people cast all kinds of looks at me.
Xiao Xuantong glanced at Chi Jin, wondering why he had no intention of leaving.
Chang Huaijin took the pass and went to Chuanzhou Prefecture to handle the formalities. The Ruan family was not in this remote place outside the city, and only a stamped pass could allow entry into the inner city. The rest of the people were waiting for him outside Chuanzhou Prefecture.
Chi Jin avoided the gaze of the eldest senior brother and went to stamp the seal with Chang Huaijin.
The three of them waited outside the mansion.
The three of them have good hearing:
"Look at that girl - she's so beautiful. Why do I feel that the so-called number one beauty, Fairy Du Zheng, is not as pretty as her?" Someone spoke loudly, and the news spread widely.
"Silence," a cultivator glared at him. "Fairy Du Zheng is the last disciple of the Wanjian Sect's leader. Not just any casual cultivator can compare to her."
Someone murmured quietly, "Wanjian Sect, Wanjian Sect, you are so proud, why haven't I seen you join in?"
One fairy asked, "What style is she wearing? I've never seen it before."
"I can't tell what the material is, but the young man who just walked out was wearing much more exquisite clothes. The moon-blue material is the best satin brocade from Jinxiu Tower. It's fireproof and waterproof, and incredibly expensive."
"That cold-faced girl is wearing a style that's very popular these days."
"Yes, they are good-looking. Why are these people so good-looking? They look like disciples of the Ten Great Sects. Could they be from the Hehuan Sect?"
"There are no sword cultivators in the Hehuan Sect. Did you see the swords on their waists? I guess it's the Wanjian Sect or the Xuantian Pavilion. They are magic cultivators who like to pretend to be sword cultivators."
"Although the Kunyin Sect also likes to hang a sword around their waist as decoration, they can't be. The Kunyin Sect can't wear such plain clothes."
Upon hearing this, Wu Yu couldn't help but look over there. She could naturally hear what these people were saying clearly.
It's not like she hasn't seen Liu Du Zheng before. She is beautiful, of course, but she doesn't know why all the people from the Wanjian Sect are like ice cubes, with stern faces as if they owe her a million or eighty thousand.
Senior sister is still the most beautiful!
Penglai was a remote place, and the Immortal Sect was focused on cultivation, not on clothing. The clothes in the mustard seed bag that Master and his uncles had given Ruan Wei were mostly styles that were popular hundreds of years ago.
Her master later went back and found the remaining things from the Chang family for her and her brother.
What's more, her senior sister is such a beauty that she would look good even if she was wearing rags!
Wu Yu glared at those chattering monks, making them shut up out of guilt.
Then she looked at Ruan Wei worriedly.
In Wu Yu's eyes, Senior Sister was like a fairy from heaven, untainted by the mundane world. She wondered if she would get angry when she heard these nonsense.
But her second senior sister didn't have the time to listen.
This was Xiao Xuantong's first visit to Tongzhou, and strictly speaking, it was also Ruan Wei's first visit.
They inexplicably moved closer.
Ruan Wei whispered to him, "Brother, the houses in Tongzhou are so tall—"
Xiao Xuantong agreed, "They even have carvings under the eaves."
When I get back, I will carve one in every courtyard in Penglai.
"What are those? Magical instruments? They're so beautiful."
There were a terrifying number of flying magical instruments in the sky, one after another whizzing by, all with different styles, some in the shape of lotus seats, some in the shape of gorgeous chairs, and some in the shape of colorful clouds.
It’s much better looking than the spiritual boat magic weapon given to them by their second uncle.
Ruan Wei's eyes lit up when he saw it.
Xiao Xuantong nodded and said, "Let's go and see if there's anything for sale here. I'll buy some for you and Fourth Junior Sister."
"I don't need you to buy it for me. I have money." She patted the mustard seed bag at her waist.
They sighed in succession.
Not at all embarrassed.
The two men were dressed in plain clothes, but their expressions were very elegant. At first glance, their clothes might seem a little different, but it did not diminish their brilliance at all.
Although Chuanzhou Prefecture was remote, there were many monks coming and going. Their ignorant behavior was definitely heard by everyone.
Some people couldn't help but sigh, how could such a graceful fairy speak in such a strange... simple way.
A swordsman passed by, and Xiao Xuantong suddenly stared at him.
His gaze was fixed, and the swordsman naturally noticed it. He became a little alert, with his hand on the sword as if ready to strike.
Ruan Wei also looked over.
The sword cultivator's face turned red instantly.
Xiao Xuantong said, "The tassels on their swords are also very beautiful. I want to buy one for Raven. Do you want one?"
"Tongzhou people are so refined," Ruan Wei sighed, "I've never seen my masters and uncles wear sword tassels."
"But Brother, I haven't chosen a sword that suits me yet."
Xiao Xuantong thought of the Ten Directions Competition. "There are too few water-attributed spirit swords. However, there's still a year left before the Ten Directions Competition. Why don't we go back and persuade Master to accept another disciple? If we can gather five of us, Penglai will be able to participate."
Wu Yu was shocked.
The Ten Directions Competition is the most popular competition in the world of cultivation. Held every hundred years, it is jointly organized by the ten major sects and the major aristocratic families. Five young disciples under the age of twenty from each of the ten major sects compete, and the winner is determined by passing five mystical realm assessments.
Penglai has not participated in the competition for over a hundred years.
It’s a great Ten Directions Competition, but only nine sects take part in it every time.
The reason is that they can't gather five disciples? !
I've never heard such an outrageous reason.
Ruan Wei was puzzled. "Can we participate in the Ten Directions Competition? Aren't we not allowed to leave the mountain unless necessary?"
She used telepathy to transmit the latter sentence. There were many people around and the Penglai ancestral precepts were well-known. She didn't want to be caught by the Ruan family as soon as she came out.
I remember that in the original novel, the Penglai Immortal Sect did not participate in the Ten Directions Competition.
The original owner met the child of destiny after the Ten Directions Competition, when the ten major sects took turns exchanging students.
Xiao Xuantong nodded, "We just happened to be able to attend this competition. Master has always wanted to participate. He's been craving those spirit swords. But when the last competition was held, the uncles were all over the age limit."
There was a hint of yearning in his tone, "If we win, we can go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Ten Thousand Swords Cave to choose swords. They've collected almost all the swords in the Spiritual Sword Record."
Ruan Wei looked serious and understood.
A happy place for sword cultivators.
Wu Yu also yearned for it. She was also in need of a handy sword. "Master, will you still accept a disciple?"
Originally, the Chang family had been planning to send her and Chang Huaijin to the Wanjian Sect. Since they had good physiques, they might be able to participate in the Ten Directions Competition.
Xiao Xuantong, "He will."
Ruan Wei smiled, "Yes, the fifth calamity must not come."
The first and second calamities looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.
and the fourth robbery who was confused but listened patiently.
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