Chapter 110 Chopping Melons and Vegetables

The system was shocked. [What kind of horrible operation are you thinking of? ]

Ouyang Yinyin touched her freshly painted red nails, her expression gloomy, "I found a scroll in the sect's forbidden area some time ago that can devour souls and seize bodies. What do you think - if I had obtained the identity of that young man, would the current progress be very different?"

[How dare you think? ]

[Do you know how powerful those four masters are? They don't even dare to show up. You have such thoughts about their precious apprentice. Do you think you have a long life? ]

[Besides, to seize a body, the other party must have a lower cultivation level than you. You are only in the middle stage of the Golden Core now. I just saw that the blond-haired boy has already reached the Golden Core Great Perfection. You'd better not dream about it for another day.]

Ouyang Yinyin rolled her eyes. "System, why are you always like this, destroying your own ambitions to enhance the prestige of others?"

The system was completely speechless. [I am reminding you to know yourself.]

【Don’t do useless work! 】

Not to mention how vicious and difficult this method is to implement, the system now wants to rely on the young man to find a new host, so it is reluctant to let Ouyang Yinyin waste such a good seedling.

The system didn't expect that in Hehuan Sect, a place where all kinds of people mixed together, Ouyang Yinyin's appetite would be so big.

She was just stupid before, but now she is even considering such a vicious method. It is really speechless.

But Ouyang Yinyin seemed to have her own plans in mind, and did not take the system's warning to heart. She stared at He Cen's back with an indescribable resentment in her eyes.

I always feel that during this period of time, I allowed her to associate with those messy people in the cultivation world, and her mind became more and more crooked.

Her presence was obvious, and both He Cen and Bei Qi felt it. The little sword spirit turned its head and glanced at her, but was then grabbed into Bei Qi's arms and said, "You bitch, baby, don't look at me."

He Cen smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, Master, don't be angry."

He Cen also heard what she was thinking just now. This female strategist really did everything she could. But what if she knew that she was sacrificed here?

He was actually looking forward to Ouyang Yinyin attacking him, so that he would have a more legitimate reason to kill her back.

As long as he could gain a little moral advantage, Hecen felt that God was helping him.

Xiao Hei beside him seemed to be able to sense Ouyang Yinyin's malice towards He Cen, and was now sticking very closely to He Cen, as if he was a little stressed.

He Cen gently touched the hilt of the sword and said, "It's okay, Xiao Hei. She is not far from death."

Bei Qi looked at him quietly and said nothing. Anyway, he had made up his mind to stand on the side of the little sword spirit. When the time comes, even if it is against the Heavenly Dao, the four of them will dare to compete.

They made a circle in front of the mermaid tribe. Bei Qi generously used some magical herbs and elixirs to exchange for some top-quality mermaid pearls, each one full and crystal clear. He Cen got a bag of them and smiled happily.

"Look, there's pink ones too. Mermaids are so amazing~"

"Can this be used as a decoration for you?"

Bei Qi smiled and coaxed him a few words. The mermaids never thought that the Demon King came here just to exchange for some mermaid pearls. They were still in shock after the people left.

But the young girls in their tribe covered their faces with shame, "That pretty young man praised my mermaid pearls for being so beautiful~"

He Cen's looks are very rare in the world of cultivation. He and his four masters all have different celestial looks and complexions. When they are together, it is very pleasing to the eyes.

As soon as I moved into this room, posts from major sects started to come in. They all wanted to show off their talents in front of the lords and gain favor. Now everyone was scrambling to show themselves off.

Jun Chao took a casual look and rejected them all, including those from the Lian Zhan Alliance.

It was He Cen's first time to attend such a grand event. He was quite excited and dragged a few masters around with him.

By the way, find out the news about the female strategist.

Wen Qing saw him pretending to be carefree, but he actually felt complicated inside and couldn't be happy. He had a stern face, always afraid that the little sword spirit would leave them the next second.

He Cen saw his cold and handsome face and understood. He had handed over all his memories, and the masters must have felt it. He reached out and pushed the corner of Wen Qing's mouth, "Master, aren't you happy to be with He He?"

Wen Qing shook his head, "No."

He Cen didn't know what to say to comfort him. He himself was actually unsure, so he could only shake his arm and said, "Then why don't you smile a little? It's so scary to have a stern face. People will think you don't love me~"

The little sword spirit was good at acting coquettishly, so Wen Qing was reluctant to refuse him. She raised her hand and touched his head, and finally curled her lips lightly.

After finishing the rotation, he thought for a while and then told him, "I will not interfere with your decision, but you must be very careful."

He Cen nodded gently, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

The sect competition was officially held two days later. Young monks from several sects competed below, and the elders of the war alliance watched from the seat to ensure that the fighting process was fair and just for most disciples.

If someone uses some brutal means that could harm lives, they will try to stop it.

He Cen was still quite interested. After all, apart from practicing sword skills, he was not very proficient in other magic. Watching other people fight was a very spectacular visual effect, and he liked watching fancy things.

The others in Jun Dynasty were quite lenient with him, and no one urged him. In fact, they were always preparing in private. In case He Cen suddenly made a move on the capture girl, they would help him as much as possible.

But the little sword spirit obviously didn't intend to involve others. The sect competition and the competition among disciples from all sides were a good opportunity to become famous all over the world. He still wanted to see more young people come to the fore.

In the first few days, the competitors were all disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage. There were many people who went up, but the competition was also fast.

It was because there were so many people and monks from several sects present that the registration was more troublesome, which delayed us for some time.

But basically after five days, the winner was decided. The top ten included both immortals and demons, as well as ghost and monster cultivators. It looked quite balanced, with no one having an overwhelming advantage.

Jun Chao and Bo Lou looked at them indifferently, without any intention of commenting. Instead, they asked He Cen for his opinion, "He He, what do you think of this group of disciples?"

He Cen took a bite of the grape from Jun Chao's hand and said, "What can I say?"

"I'm always with you guys, how can I care about other people?"

"Master, will the Jindan stage competition start tomorrow? Can I participate?"

Jun Chao smiled and scratched his nose. "If you want to go down and challenge them, it won't be too late to wait until they decide the top ten."

"With your strength, you have no rivals in the Jindan stage, and you can challenge a few in the Yuanying stage. If you pick a few decent opponents, you can have a sparring match."

"Other people are like chopping melons and vegetables, which is not interesting to you."