Sure enough, Ye Qiu guessed from the beginning that they came here for the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition.

After all, this is the most important event of the Butian Sect and it is taken very seriously.

As far as I can remember, Zixia Peak hasn’t participated in the martial arts competition for almost two years.

Because of Master Xuantian, there were no disciples from Zixia Peak attending the competition.

This time, Ye Qiu is already the chief, so he naturally won't participate. The only one who can participate is Lin Qingzhu.

Looking back at the disciples behind him, Ye Qiu said calmly: "Master Brother, I will attend the Zixia Summit!"

"snort……"

Qi Wuhui sneered.

Among the seven sects, only Zixia Peak has a sparse population. Those who participate in the martial arts competition from the other sects are all talented disciples who have been carefully selected through a series of elimination rounds.

Of course, they are all very strong, and it can be said that they are a gathering of geniuses.

The Zixia Peak lineage only has one disciple, so there is no need to choose.

Moreover, he is just a new disciple. Even if he participated, how could he get a good ranking?

According to Qi Wuhui's expectations, the weakest disciple participating in this martial arts competition is at least at the Xuanzhi realm.

Those with higher talents may have already reached the Tianxiang realm.

What is Lin Qingzhu’s current cultivation level?

Lin Qingzhu was only at the fourth level of Qi training, and he didn't believe that he could break through to the Xuanzhi realm in the next three months.

Even if you can reach it, you will only be at the bottom.

If Zixia Peak dares to participate, he will humiliate them.

At this time, Qi Wuhui was secretly delighted in his heart, and he began to look forward to the martial arts competition in three months.

When that time comes, he will secretly make some arrangements and have his disciples eliminate Lin Qingzhu.

At that time, he could mock Ye Qiu harshly and avenge himself.

Hearing this cold snort, Ye Qiu glanced at him and said meaningfully: "Senior Brother Qi, it seems that you don't think highly of my Zixia Peak?"

"How about we make a bet?"

"What bet?"

When Qi Wuhui heard that Ye Qiu was going to fall into the trap, he immediately became interested.

"Let's make a bet on which disciple from our two sects will rank higher in this martial arts competition."

"How about using a top-grade treasure as the bet and having the head teacher as a witness?"

Hearing this, Qi Wuhui was secretly delighted. Is this kid crazy? Isn't this a magic weapon that Chunchun gave him?

Fearing that Ye Qiu would go back on his word, Qi Wuhui agreed without hesitation.

"Okay, since you are so interested, how can I refuse you?"

"Brother Master, please be a witness, so that some people won't regret it later."

Then he said this to Meng Tianzheng. Meng Tianzheng saw this scene, shook his head and agreed.

He didn’t know where Ye Qiu got the confidence to bet with Qi Wuhui?

You know, in order to win, this old guy will definitely send his own son to play.

Qi Hao was a powerful Tianxiang rank one. Apart from Liu Qingfeng, he was the most powerful disciple in the entire Butian Sect.

And since Liu Qingfeng is not participating in this martial arts competition, he can be said to be the designated champion.

"Junior Brother Ye! I'm afraid I'll disappoint you this time. I, Cangjian Peak, am determined to win the championship in this martial arts competition..."

The conspiracy succeeded, and Qi Wuhui immediately revealed his true colors, looking very proud.

Ye Qiu glanced at him, then turned to look at Lin Qingzhu and said, "Qingzhu, your Uncle Qi doesn't seem to have much confidence in you."

"You must practice well and don't let your Uncle Qi down."

"ah……"

Lin Qingzhu became nervous when her master suddenly called her name. She knew in her heart that Ye Qiu placed all his hopes on her.

The pressure suddenly doubled. If she lost, wouldn't her master lose face?

"Master, rest assured. I will work hard and try not to let Uncle Qi down."

Lin Qingzhu said in a firm tone that this time Ye Qiu was confronting Qi Wuhui for her sake.

She couldn't embarrass Ye Qiu at this critical moment.

The master's face is her face. She will take back the honor that belongs to Zixia Peak at all costs.

"Haha, then let's see the truth in three months?"

Qi Wuhui didn't take it to heart at all. From the beginning to the end, he didn't believe that Lin Qingzhu could get a good ranking in the conference.

"Okay, we'll see in three months."

Ye Qiu replied confidently. Meng Tianzheng didn't say anything either. After explaining things, he and Qi Wuhui flew to other mountains.

After they left, Lin Qingzhu finally couldn't sit still anymore and walked behind Ye Qiu.

At this moment, her heart was deeply moved. She didn't expect that Ye Qiu would offend Qi Wuhui for her and even make a bet with him.

She felt very sad and regretful. She wondered why she had offended Qi Wuhui before and forced her master to stand up for her.

"Master, it was Qingzhu's fault. Master had to stand up for Qingzhu and make a bet with Uncle Qi, which resulted in the loss of the treasure."

"Qingzhu swears that he will never do this again."

Looking back at the tearful pretty lady, Ye Qiu said with a smile: "Silly girl, who is standing up for you? Don't be so self-indulgent."

"ah……"

Lin Qingzhu was confused.

Aren't you here to help me?

I was so moved just now, but it was all in vain.

Feeling aggrieved, but on second thought, Lin Qingzhu revealed a meaningful smile.

"No, Master must have said that on purpose to avoid making me feel bad."

"Yes, it must be."

"A man with a hard mouth and a soft heart."

Lin Qingzhu thought to herself that she didn't believe Ye Qiu's lies. It was obvious that he had broken up with Qi Wuhui just to stand up for her.

But then I thought about it, and suddenly I felt warm in my heart. Is this the feeling of being cared for?

Actually, it is a beautiful thing to have such a young, handsome and capable master.

Practicing cultivation is boring, and when you have nothing to do, you can just stare at the handsome master and daydream.

“Master, Qingzhu knows clearly that with your style of doing things, you will definitely not pay attention to someone like Uncle Qi.

You did this entirely for Qingzhu. It was indeed my fault this time, and Master had to stand up for me."

"Master, you are so good to me, Qingzhu will always remember it in my heart. Master, rest assured, I will work hard to get a good ranking and not let you lose so badly."

Hearing this, Ye Qiu's face darkened.

Is this girl crazy?

I've given you my face, and you're already saying you lose before we even start fighting?

"Stop it now."

"Remember! The tradition of my Zixia Peak is to admit one's mistakes and correct them, but not to admit them. Even if a person dies, they will still be stubborn and refuse to admit their mistakes..."

Lin Qingzhu: “…”

Does Zixia Peak have such a tradition?

Still trying to hold on to your guns?

But I feel that this tradition seems to be quite good.

Looking at Lin Qingzhu who had a confused look on his face, Ye Qiu just felt funny.

This tradition was actually passed down from Xuantian Zhenren.

This old man is an unreasonable person. How could he pass on any good words?

"Okay! Don't feel any psychological burden. Just do your best."

"It doesn't matter if I lose some face as a teacher. I don't have much face to lose anyway."

When Ye Qiu thought of his experiences over the past ten years, the corner of his mouth twitched.

He is in the Butian Sect, so how can he have any face left?

Everyone knows that there is a useless abbot on Zixia Peak who just eats and waits for death.

But, there is still hope.

There are still three months left until the conference, and we can use these three months to make good use of the time.