Chapter 224 Jianjian's Plan to Slack Off
【System? Is the system there?】Mu Jianjian called out to the system as usual, but just like when she transmigrated to the upper realm last time, the system did not respond. Fortunately, the system space could still be used as usual.
As she felt relieved, the woman in the brocade robe, seeing that neither side reacted to her mockery, grew bored and strode away.
"Don't be afraid. This is just a pre-competition check by the Celestial Palace. She wouldn't dare do anything to you in front of the people from the Celestial Palace." A chubby hand tugged at Mu Jianjian's sleeve, and she turned around to see a slightly plump and cute girl.
"What is a competition?" Mu Jianjian asked, seeing that the other party meant no harm and seemed to think that her eyes were wet because of the woman from before.
"You don't know about the competition? Then why did you come to the Immortal Palace via the teleportation array?" The cute girl was baffled.
"I accidentally stepped on the teleportation array," Mu Jianjian explained indirectly.
She didn't want to; she was forced into it.
The slightly chubby girl frowned slightly upon hearing this. "A magical artifact from the Celestial Palace is about to be born and recognize a master. They have asked each family to select one or two outstanding talents to compete for it. After all, if the artifact doesn't recognize a master this time, it will sleep for another thousand years."
Mu Jianjian thought it was a pity. If her cultivation hadn't been sealed, she could have really competed. But now, she could barely survive in the Upper Realm.
"Can I go out again after entering through the teleportation array?" she asked. "I want to go to the Xuanmen to find someone."
"Xuanmen? What kind of sect is Xuanmen?" The slightly chubby girl didn't understand what she meant. "This is the Immortal Palace, where only various families reside."
Every spot that gets in is extremely precious; there's no reason for someone to come in and then want to leave.
An ominous premonition rose in Mu Jianjian's heart, and she vaguely made a guess: "Aren't there any major families outside the Immortal Palace?"
"No!" The slightly chubby girl ripped off the other girl's collar, leaned down and whispered to her, "You can't just say things like that. Ever since that person caused a ruckus in the Immortal Palace a hundred years ago and established the Demon Palace, no one has dared to mention any forces outside the Immortal Palace."
This person looks dull and stupid, has no cultivation, and is ugly. He's pitiful beyond belief, otherwise she wouldn't have been willing to tell him so much.
"That person?" Mu Jianjian didn't get the point, as if the person was someone in a village who didn't have cell phone signal yet.
"Tsk, the young prince of the Immortal Palace! The young prince! Now his Demon Palace is on par with the Immortal Palace. Otherwise, why would they be screening candidates one by one in the competition? It's because they're afraid that someone from the Demon Palace might infiltrate."
Mu Jianjian took a deep breath, trying to calm her excitement.
Yeah, we're doomed, utterly doomed.
Not only did she time travel, but she also time-traveled to the wrong time. According to the timeline the other party mentioned, it was probably several hundred years after her last soul traveled through time to Yao Ling's place.
Will we be able to see Little Shadow and His Highness again?
Mu Jianjian's mood fluctuated in waves; she was excited for a moment, but then something made her feel down again.
But hundreds of years have passed, who would remember her? Besides, the two don't even look alike.
How could they possibly be the same person?
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After learning most of the competition rules from the slightly chubby girl, Mu Jianjian decided to start practicing the "survival" principle. As long as she survived until the end of the competition, she could return through the transfer array.
She doesn't participate, doesn't cooperate, and doesn't cause trouble. There are four rounds in total. Once she passes the first round, there's nothing more she needs to do.
While searching for fruit in the jungle during the first level, she used a "fringe-farming" style of movement, successfully surviving until the night before the three-day deadline while showing off her fruit.
That night, under a dark and windy sky, Mu Jianjian, as usual, sat on a branch among the tall trees, hiding herself, when she suddenly noticed a firelight in the corner of her right eye.
It seemed like two teams were fighting, a huge and intense battle with their true energy surging and flames shooting into the sky. Even from a distance, Mu Jianjian could feel the residual heat emanating from the air.
Mu Jianjian skewered a few fruits next to her and started roasting them remotely, eating them while watching from the VIP viewing area.
"Tsk tsk, the team on the right is about to be wiped out. If that true energy had been released earlier, the outcome might have been different." As she was muttering to herself, a warm male voice suddenly came to her ear.
Why did the team on the right lose?
Mu Jianjian was startled and her whole body was about to fall forward when she was supported by a burst of true energy and held steady on the treetop.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, young lady." The man's voice was gentle and warm, his breath coming very close, giving a tender and affectionate impression.
Mu Jianjian had a misconception, but when she suddenly turned her head and saw a face that wasn't what she expected, she gave a self-deprecating smile.
How could my senior brother possibly be here?
She must be crazy to think of that.
The man, dressed in white, stood quietly beside the girl. His features were delicate, but his eyes were as dark and unfathomable as a deep pool. He noticed the girl's subconscious movements when she was startled and secretly remembered them.
Seeing the girl's unstable emotions, and even sensing her disappointment, he could hardly conceal the gloom in his eyes.
Who does she think she is?
"It's nothing." Mu Jianjian shook her head, but her fists, which were hanging in her sleeves, were already clenched.
When did this man arrive?
She didn't even notice!
"My name is Nian Qing. May I ask your name, young lady?" the man asked leisurely.
"Mu Yuanyuan." Mu Jianjian had lost all interest in the fruit she was holding.
"May I ask why you felt that way just now? No matter how you look at it, the team on the right is clearly superior." Nian Qing's gaze never left the girl.
It seemed as if she was afraid she would disappear in the blink of an eye.
"Fellow Daoist Nian, with your profound cultivation, how could you not see the mystery within? Why must I, a mere woman, explain it to you?"
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