When they learned that there was a Condensing Dew Pill as the prize, many people who had originally had no interest in this competition became excited.
The maids and servants were all eager to try.
Lingjiu stood on the podium and announced the rules of the competition, emphasizing that the competition must stop at the right time and no one should be killed.
"Everyone, for the sake of fairness, this competition will be decided by drawing lots. Please draw your number plates and compete in pairs according to the order of your numbers."
As soon as she finished speaking, a maid who had been prepared came up with an exquisite wooden box.
In the box is a row of bamboo sticks engraved with numbers.
Everyone stepped forward one by one and drew their own number plate.
Meng Wan picked up one at random, opened it and saw the word "Seven" engraved on it.
She glanced around and found a young girl with a rather youthful face holding a bamboo stick with the word "eight" written on it.
The girl looked a little nervous, her eyes evasive. It was obviously her first time participating in such a competition.
With Lingjiu's command, the competition officially began.
The courtyard suddenly became lively, with the sounds of swords clashing and spells roaring one after another.
The interwoven light of spiritual power illuminated the faces of the crowd, some excited and some nervous.
Meng Wan stood aside, observing the overall situation calmly.
In her eyes, these Jindan-stage cultivators were indeed quite weak.
Yes, the spiritual energy in the upper realm is rich, and there are cultivators in the Nascent Soul and Spirit Transformation realms everywhere. Why do they need to take action?
The first round of competition went quickly, and soon it was Meng Wan's turn.
Her opponent was the young girl who drew the number eight bamboo stick.
The girl held a standard long sword, her movements somewhat stiff.
Meng Wan did not draw his sword, but appeared behind the girl in a flash. With a light tap of his fingertips, he took the sword from the girl's hand.
Before the girl could react, Meng Wan had already withdrawn her hand and took a few steps back.
The girl stood there in a daze, looking down at the fallen sword, her face full of confusion.
Meng Wan smiled slightly, ending the competition.
Li Yuanyuan's competition was also easy.
Her opponent was a muscular manservant armed with a sledgehammer.
Li Yuanyuan's movements were agile, like a dancing butterfly, and she could easily withstand the attacks of the male servants.
With a casual wave of her hand, she cut a hole in the servant's protective spiritual power. Seeing this, the servant quickly admitted defeat.
After three rounds of fighting, only four people were left on the field: Meng Wan, Li Yuanyuan, and two other agile servants.
After Lingjiu stepped onto the stage and announced the start of the semi-finals competition, Meng Wan's opponent swung the thick stick in his hand and hit her with a whistling sound.
The stick swung with such force that there was a faint sound of it breaking through the air.
But for Meng Wan, all this was too slow.
She dodged the attack of the stick with a flash of her body, and at the same time, she tiptoed and floated behind her opponent like a wisp of smoke, and slapped him lightly on the back with a palm.
The servant felt a numbness in his back, his spiritual power instantly dissipated, and the stick in his hand fell weakly to the ground.
On the other side, Li Yuanyuan's opponent, holding a dagger, slashed at her.
The short knife drew a cold light in the air.
But Li Yuanyuan dodged the attack of the kitchen knife by turning her body to the side, and stretched out her hand like a snake, wrapping it around the maid's wrist.
The maid felt pain and could no longer hold the dagger in her hand, so it fell to the ground.
The two won easily, and there was a burst of warm cheers in the courtyard.
Following Lingjiu's command, Meng Wan and Li Yuanyuan flew onto the arena together.
The two stood facing each other, their eyes met, and then Li Yuanyuan took the lead. The long sword in her hand turned into a stream of light and pierced Meng Wan's throat.
Meng Wan dodged the attack with a flash of her body, and at the same time, a ball of blood energy condensed in her hand and slapped towards Li Yuanyuan.
Li Yuanyuan didn't dare to take it head-on and quickly dodged sideways.
The two of them fought back and forth, their figures intertwined, sword energy and blood energy crisscrossed, and set off gusts of strong wind in the courtyard.
The audience was dazzled and exclaimed one after another.
In the end, Li Yuanyuan narrowly defeated Meng Wan with her more sophisticated swordsmanship and stronger spiritual power.
Wu Chujun smiled slightly, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, and slowly said, "You two do have some real skills. This competition is even more exciting than I imagined."
She flicked her slender jade fingers lightly, and an exquisite jade bottle fell into Li Yuanyuan's hands.
"This is the Condensed Dew Pill I promised you earlier. It can help you break through the bottleneck."
"Thank you, Miss Six, for the treasure!"
Li Yuanyuan quickly thanked for the reward.
Wu Chujun paused, glanced at the two of them, and the smile on his lips deepened.
"You two performed so well today that I'm very surprised. In addition to the Dew Condensing Pills, I will also reward each of you with 500 top-grade spirit stones!"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a cry of surprise in the courtyard.
Five hundred top-grade spirit stones is no small amount for these maids and servants!
Li Yuanyuan was overjoyed and bowed in thanks, saying, "Thank you for the reward, Sixth Miss!"
Wu Chujun waved his hand, signaling her to stand up.
"No need to be so polite, this is what you deserve. Practice hard, and you will become a great man in the future."
After saying that, she turned to look at Meng Wan and gave her a few words of encouragement.
Then he gave orders, rewarding the other two servants who had become the top four with two hundred top-grade spirit stones each.
Others who performed well in the competition also received rewards to varying degrees.
The servants received their rewards and were all smiling as if it were New Year's Day.
"Are you so happy you're silly? Why don't you thank Miss Six right away?"
Lingjiu's voice sounded in mock anger, and everyone knelt down to express their gratitude.
The thunderous shouts of "Thank you, Miss Six, for the reward" resounded throughout the courtyard.
After everyone dispersed, Lingjiu walked to Wu Chujun and asked softly.
"Miss, these two were originally supposed to be assigned to the kitchen as maids. Now that they've performed so well, would you like to make other arrangements?"
Wu Chujun's gaze fell on Li Yuanyuan and Meng Wan. After pondering for a moment, he slowly spoke.
"These two are very skilled. It would be a waste to keep them in the kitchen. Let's assign them to the weapons room to take care of the weapons for me."
Lingjiu was slightly stunned. The Weapon Pavilion was the Sixth Miss's private vault, which contained many precious things. Ordinary people were not allowed to approach it at all.
Now she lets these two new maids take charge, which shows how much Miss Six values them.
"Yes, miss."
Lingjiu accepted the order and turned to walk towards Meng Wan and Li Yuanyuan.
"You two, follow me."
Meng Wan and Li Yuanyuan looked at each other and followed together.
Lingjiu brought the two of them and stood in front of the weapons pavilion.
The door of the Weapon Pavilion slowly opened, and an ancient and solemn atmosphere filled the air.
Inside the door, it is not as magnificent as imagined, but a calm and restrained dark brown tone.
On the towering shelves are placed all kinds of weapons, including swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks. It is a dazzling array of weapons with everything you can imagine.
Each weapon exudes a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, and is obviously not an ordinary item.
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