Qin Huai: “…”
If someone had suggested a rock-paper-scissors game a few years ago, he would have thought it was ridiculous and given them a sword. But now Qin Huai only thought about it for a moment, and seeing that they had all put down their weapons, the young man could only put down his sword and said, "Okay."
Obviously, there was only one reason why Qin Huai compromised.
He didn't want to fight with Chang Mingzong.
Seeing that Qin Huai agreed, Su Zhuo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This time, this was an easy win, all thanks to the awesome allies.
Miaomiao, Shen Ziwei and Su Zhuo played rock-paper-scissors to decide the ranking.
Ye Qiao also dared to guarantee that this was the fairest duel, and no one would be as fair as them this time.
A group of people were on the verge of a fight one second, and the next second they all put away their weapons and gathered together to watch the rock-paper-scissors game.
Chu Ling: “…” She was increasingly unable to understand the train of thought of those who were now being taught in the cultivation world.
During the game of rock-paper-scissors, the unlucky Su Zhuo was the first to lose.
Miaomiao and Shen Ziwei had another round alone, and it ended with her failure.
Miaomiao was in a bad mood.
Shen Ziwei gave her a friendly smile, but the girl punched him unceremoniously in return.
“Go to hell!!”
Damn Shen Ziwei.
She punched over, and Shen Ziwei, a weapon cultivator, had poor reaction ability and was hit directly.
Shen Ziwei felt wronged and angry: “Why are the female cultivators from the Bishui Sect still beating people?”
Qin Huai's mood instantly brightened when he saw the result. He comforted the other party without any hesitation, "The people in the Bishui Sect are all precious alchemists. Just bear with it."
As a Dan cultivator, he is praised wherever he goes, so it is understandable that he would punch someone if he is unhappy.
Shen Ziwei: “???”
"Eh, Su Zhuo, you have such bad luck." Ye Qiao turned around and sneered when he saw the result.
Su Zhuo: "..."
Facing his senior brother's death gaze, he felt even more helpless.
This rock-paper-scissors game is worse than a fight. At least if he loses in the end, it's none of his business. Now, not only did he lose, but he also had to endure Song Hansheng's harsh sarcasm.
Si Miaoyan was slightly stunned when she heard that she had obtained the third largest spiritual vein. Then, when she passed by Su Zhuo, she chuckled twice, "Your luck is still as bad as ever."
After confirming the ownership of the spiritual vein, it was now a matter of going back and forth. Chu Ling could finally feel a sense of existence. God knew what she had been through.
"I'll take you to Penglai. I heard that you're here to look for spiritual plants? And opportunities?" Her tone became much kinder. "I'm not too sure about these. Maybe when my senior brothers come back tomorrow, I can ask them to take you there."
Chu Ling knows far less about Penglai than his senior brother. After all, his senior brother is the future heir of Penglai.
Mu Chongxi spoke to her enthusiastically, "Is it the other disciple who had to leave the island for something and didn't come with you?"
"Yes." Chu Ling walked away from him calmly. She was not interested in this bright young man. When talking about her senior brother, she said more: "My senior brother's realm should be similar to your chief disciple, at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. We Penglai disciples specialize in deduction and divination."
She was a little proud: "Besides, my senior brother is practicing the Way of the Common People."
"???"
What the hell?
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