Chapter 35
After fighting for so long, she should indeed be a little exhausted. This isn't considered holding back, and with her current strength, she really can't beat Liu Qingqing, so why waste time?
No one present could discern her intentions, including Liu Qingqing.
Holding a red-tasseled spear, Liu Qingqing was completely focused, her mind and spirit unified. Her appearance exuded a chilling and murderous aura, causing everyone to gasp. Liu Qingqing's strength was far greater than they had imagined.
She lightly gripped the gun with one hand and launched a direct attack. The spear, like a giant dragon soaring into the sky, struck Wen Wan with overwhelming momentum.
Wen Wan gripped Mo Ying tightly and fought back with all her might. However, due to excessive physical exertion, although she was not injured, she was eventually knocked out of the arena. The competition ended, and Liu Qingqing successfully entered the semi-finals.
This competition thrilled everyone. Even those who used to look down on Wen Wan and thought she relied on luck to get into the top eight had a completely different impression of her.
Perhaps luck played a part, but their skills are definitely not lacking.
This is everyone's new impression of her, and many people who watched her competition yesterday have had their desire to win her over rekindled.
"Junior Sister Wen's strength is actually on par with Liu Qingqing's, which is truly eye-opening. It's a pity that Liu Qingqing is still a cut above. If it were any other opponent, she would definitely have made it to the semi-finals."
“Junior Sister Wen, I asked the elder at the registration office yesterday. You are currently an outer disciple on Silver Moon Peak. With your strength, you could easily become an inner disciple on Red Leaf Peak. You might even be accepted as a personal disciple by the peak master. Why stay on Silver Moon Peak where you are not well-regarded?”
"That's right. If you come to our Green Mountain Peak, I guarantee you'll at least be an inner disciple, which is much better than those ordinary outer disciples."
"Junior Sister Wen, don't listen to them. Come to our Ziwei Mountain. Our Ziwei Mountain is a paradise for female disciples. You won't be bothered by these male cultivators with ill intentions all day long, which will affect your cultivation speed."
As everyone was trying to persuade Wen Wan to join their mountain peak, Liu Ruotong, who was not far away, stared at them with resentment before leaving without making a sound.
"Excuse me!" a teasing voice rang out. "I have some good news for everyone. Starting yesterday, Junior Sister Wen agreed to join our Lanxue Peak. She completed the formalities at the registration office this morning. So just take a look, Junior Sister Wen is now one of our Lanxue Peak members."
Not satisfied with just saying that, he looked at everyone provocatively and laughed smugly, making everyone look pale.
This man was dressed in a blue robe, with distinct and well-defined features. His eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his eyes were like stars. What set him apart from the others was that he did not tie his hair up. His neat and short hair could not hide his innate noble and aristocratic temperament.
"Who are you? Your Lanxue Peak has only been established for a short time, and I heard that there are less than ten disciples. Why would Junior Sister Wen join your small, broken-down peak? Of course, Junior Sister Wen would choose our Qingshan Peak." The Qingshan Peak disciple who had spoken earlier retorted with displeasure.
"Nice to meet you, junior sister. My name is Yan Xingchen, and I am your second senior brother."
Yan Xingchen ignored him. Seeing Wen Wan looking him over, he introduced himself and then casually flicked a few strands of hair off his forehead.
A chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) teenager.
This was Wen Wan's first impression of him.
"I..." Wen Wan hadn't finished speaking.
"Junior sister, I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush."
"I just returned from the burial ground to report to my master. My master said that I have a junior sister who is competing, so I couldn't wait to come and see her."
"It's like we've known each other forever! This is a gift; I just risked my life to retrieve it from the depths of the Burial Grounds. Alright, Junior Sister, I need to hurry back to report to Master, or he'll get angry again. Goodbye!"
They came and went in a hurry. Before Wen Wan could react, the other person finished speaking a bunch of words, stuffed a small object into her hand, and disappeared in a flash.
Wen Wan looked at the bone finger emanating demonic energy on her hand, and belatedly realized: So this person ran away halfway through reporting his mission... And this bone finger... Why does it look like he's plagued by misfortune...?
"Junior Sister Wen, is he really your second senior brother? Have you really become a disciple of Lan Xuefeng?"
The person asking the question was filled with resentment. Damn it, such a promising talent, such a wonderful junior sister, and someone else snatched her up and took her under their wing first.
Wen Wan put away the bone finger and replied awkwardly but politely, "I don't know if he is my second senior brother. I've never seen him."
I doubt the other party would lie.
Just as the others breathed a sigh of relief, thinking there was hope, Wen Wan continued, "However, I am indeed already a formal disciple of Lan Xuefeng. Thank you for your kindness, senior brothers and sisters."
Upon hearing this, everyone's anxiety finally subsided, and they stopped pressuring the matter, dispersing to watch another competition.
"You flatter me, Wenwan."
Having just won the victory, Liu Qingqing noticed that everyone was no longer surrounding Wen Wan, so she came over to greet them.
Wen Wan called her affectionately, just like when they were children: "Sister Qingqing".
The person who was tricked and humiliated by Liu Ruotong back then is now poised and even has a touch of heroic spirit. Wen Wan couldn't help but be happy for her; this is how she should be.
Liu Qingqing: "Let's find a quieter place to talk."
The two then walked to a secluded spot. Liu Qingqing looked at her, feeling somewhat embarrassed and hesitant to speak.
Just as Wen Wan was wondering what she was going to say, the other party took out a spiritual plant nourished by a spiritual spring from her space. If you looked closely, you could see that the spiritual plant was emitting a faint light.
"What is this...?" Wen Wan asked, puzzled.
“Wenwan, I obtained this spiritual plant by chance many years ago. I have wanted to give it to you for a long time, but I have never had the chance to meet you.”
Liu Qingqing stuffed the spiritual plant into her hand: "This is Phoenix Grass. Although it is young, it is still rare. I hope you don't mind that this thank-you gift is 15 years late."
If it weren't for Wen Wan's appearance back then, which disrupted the balance between her and Liu Ruotong, she might still be that bullied little girl, not to mention being noticed by Rao Yanxin, the peak master of Ziwei Mountain, taken under her wing, and given special training, thus achieving what she has today.
Phoenix grass can be described as a rare treasure in this world.
Legend has it that the phoenix can be reborn from the ashes, and this phoenix grass is a magical plant with the ability to regenerate or regenerate, hence its name.
Wen Wan never expected that Liu Qingqing would repay her with such a rare treasure.
"Senior Sister Liu, do you know how valuable this is?"
For her, the things that happened when she was a child were just casual things and didn't deserve such an expensive gift!
“I know, so I should give it to you even more. You don’t need to feel guilty. To me, it’s just a spiritual plant.”
Liu Qingqing looked at her with a smile in her eyes, without any heartache: "Without you, I wouldn't be who I am today, and besides being grateful to you, I also trust you."
Since things had come to this point, Wenwan didn't stand on ceremony and happily accepted the gift, pondering what kind of gift she should give back to Sister Qingqing so as not to let down this phoenix grass.
"By the way, would you mind showing me the bone finger that the guy who claimed to be your second senior brother gave you? I feel like something's off about it."
When Liu Qingqing mentioned the bone finger she had just glimpsed, her tone became somewhat serious, but it was a bit far away, and she hadn't seen it clearly at the time.
Without a second thought, Wenwan took out her bony finger.
There was still an ominous aura about it, and upon closer inspection, it was also emanating an evil aura, which was completely different from the sacred aura of the Phoenix Grass just now.
Liu Qingqing quickly took a few steps back, looking wary, almost ready to take out her red-tasseled spear to destroy the bone finger. Seeing that Wen Wan was not affected by the bone finger at all, she asked Wen Wan incredulously, "Sister Wan'er, you weren't affected by it?"
Wen Wan shook her head, equally puzzled as to why she was reacting so strongly: "What impact? It just feels a bit eerie."
"It gives me a very bad feeling. It's probably not a good thing. You should put it away first. It makes me very uncomfortable," Liu Qingqing said, looking at it warily.
Upon hearing this, Wenwan gently put it back into her space.
Liu Qingqing finally relaxed: "This bone finger should be the remains left behind by the Demon Lord after several powerful figures in the cultivation world self-destructed and perished together with him hundreds of years ago. The demon is unknown, and this thing may be able to corrupt people's hearts. If you are in contact with it for a long time, your Dao heart will be unstable, and you may easily run into trouble in your cultivation."
Liu Qingqing almost blurted out that this thing might cause problems in her cultivation, but after thinking about it, she only continued, "I feel uncomfortable just looking at this thing, although I don't know why you can carry it with you without much of an impact. I don't know anything about the Huashan Sect, and I don't know anything about your senior brother either."
After a moment's hesitation, he continued, "I have no intention of sowing discord between you, but people's hearts are unpredictable. You should be careful about him giving you something like this."
The implication couldn't be clearer.
Thinking of that smiling, somewhat eccentric senior brother Yan, Wen Wan had a gut feeling that he wasn't that kind of person. But you can only know a person's face, not their heart. They had only met once, so it was too early to judge.
After thanking Liu Qingqing for her kind reminder and cheering her on for tomorrow's final, the two parted ways after exchanging pleasantries.
Wen Wan went to the Scripture Pavilion, perhaps to prevent her disciples from developing inappropriate thoughts after reading such books. Instead, she did the opposite, leaving very few books about demonic cultivation, since cultivating demonic cultivation was much easier and faster than cultivating immortality. The reasons why cultivators fell into demonic ways were summarized as simply due to improper cultivation methods.
Looking at the huge library, after waiting for so long and trying her best, Wen Wan couldn't help but feel disappointed that she hadn't found even a single useful piece of information.
Will the tenth floor hold the answer I seek?
Wen Wan stopped at the junction of the ninth and tenth floors, looking at the unguarded door with an inquisitive gaze. It was spacious and empty, full of mystery.
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