Separation
On the field.
Perhaps because he had just experienced that inexplicable confession, Nan Yi suddenly felt a little irritated, and he sped up again—
He was different from these disciples whose cultivation was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. His previous cultivation had long reached the Nascent Soul stage, and he still had some of the intuitive perception he had cultivated through training.
With almost no effort, he found a few Radiant Flowers in a secluded corner by the Dark River. He looked down at the flowers in his hand, then looked up. In the light, at the entrance of the Dark River, disciples from other sects were gradually gathering.
A hint of impatience flashed in Nan Yi's eyes. He quickly glanced at the crowd above and then fixed his gaze on a familiar figure.
He suddenly transformed into a fox, wrapping the Radiant Grass with his fluffy fox tail. After making sure there were no other mistakes, he leaped up and jumped directly onto the back of the familiar figure.
Wen Xiangluan felt a weight on her back and instinctively tried to shake off the strange thing on her back.
But he soon heard a familiar, deep voice say to him, "If you want to win, leave now."
Before he could figure out what was going on, he subconsciously did as the other person said—although he had been tricked by Nan Yi before, he knew that Nan Yi would not cause trouble in this kind of competition, and sometimes he had to admit that Nan Yi's mind worked faster than his.
In situations like this, he only needs to listen and doesn't need to think; in any case, Nan Yi's methods are unlikely to go wrong.
"What jumped up here?"
Suddenly someone exclaimed in surprise.
"It's that fox! He must have gotten the thing!"
One group headed towards the two people, while another group jumped down without hesitation. Since someone had already gone in to test the waters, it meant that there was indeed a Light-Brilliant Grass down there.
Wen Xiangluan ran very fast with Nan Yi, but was suddenly hit on the forehead by a tail.
He was so angry that he shouted, "Nan Yi! I kindly took you away, and you treat me like this!"
The fox glanced at him coldly: "Revert to your original form. You've gotten dumber in the past six months."
"Oh right," Wen Xiangluan suddenly realized. "He's Qingluan, after all. Qingluan's speed is the fastest... cough cough, in short, he can easily shake off Foundation Establishment stage disciples."
With a sudden flap of its wings, it left all the disciples behind in just a few breaths.
Those gathered around the Foundation Establishment stage scene, witnessing this spectacle, had already formed their own conclusions about the outcome of the competition.
Looking at the bird and fox in the picture, someone still exclaimed in surprise: "Are those disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Sect? These two don't seem to have appeared in the Grand Competition before."
"It's quite clear now. All the other sects' disciples are wearing their disciple robes, only the Myriad Manifestations Sect is like that. They're just a little clever. In the upcoming arena matches, strength will be the deciding factor."
A disdainful voice rang out from the crowd. Some people wanted to say something, but after seeing the speaker's attire, they all shut their mouths.
The man wore an extremely simple robe with only a few patterns embroidered on the chest, but at his waist hung a sharp, gleaming sword that was not sheathed.
They are from the Sword Sect.
Once everyone understood the other party's identity, they realized why he had been so disparaging of the disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Sect.
As the reigning champions of the sect competitions, the Sword Sect prides itself on its strength and prefers fair and square battles. They have always disapproved of opportunistic behavior.
"Let's disperse, let's disperse."
Someone waved and went to watch the other groups' screens. However, everyone was still a little surprised. The Myriad Manifestations Sect had never liked to show off, so why had the situation changed this time?
Chu Li didn't know what was wrong with her today. She felt a bit frustrated, just like she used to feel when she was stuck in a bottleneck and couldn't find the right direction.
Shortly after she returned home, there was another knock on her door.
The person knocked three times, followed by a familiar voice: "Senior Sister!"
Chu Li lowered her eyelids slightly, but after thinking for a moment, she realized that her unhappiness today shouldn't affect her junior brother, so she said calmly towards the door, "Junior brother, please come again tomorrow. Today isn't convenient..."
But before she could finish speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a muffled sound echoed in the space.
Nan Yi turned around and closed the door again before taking a few more steps forward until he was only one step away from Chu Li.
"Senior sister..." Nan Yi began, but then he didn't know how to continue. He had hurriedly ended the competition to explain to his senior sister, but when he was actually in front of her, he suddenly realized that he didn't know what reason to use to explain.
"I don't know her at all."
He finally managed to squeeze out a somewhat dry sentence.
Then he saw his senior sister visibly pause for a moment, "Who is she?"
Yes, it seems he didn't remember the other person's name at all, only that the other person was from Hundred Flowers Valley—
“It was that disciple from Hundred Flowers Valley,” Nan Yi calmed himself down and began to explain in detail, “I don’t know why she blocked my way, nor do I know why she said those things to me…”
As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at his senior sister's expression. Unfortunately, her face was too calm and showed no emotion whatsoever. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. It seemed that his senior sister didn't care at all that someone was showing him affection or confessing their feelings to him.
"These are your private matters, there's no need for you to explain them to me."
Upon hearing this, Nan Yi immediately looked up, only to be met with his senior sister's somewhat indifferent gaze. His heart clenched, as if pricked by fine needles.
He had anticipated his senior sister's surprised reaction, or perhaps a sudden realization, but he never expected her to be so calm, even somewhat indifferent, as if the person standing before her was merely a stranger.
Instead of her junior apprentice who had been following her for over a year.
He forced a smile, "Really? Then, senior sister, could you give me some advice?"
"If you really like the disciples of Hundred Flowers Valley, that's fine too. Although they are keen on finding partners, they are always loyal..."
Nan Yi could barely hear what was said after that; he could only see the woman's lips moving up and down. He suddenly felt that he was really stupid. Why did he have to be so eager to test his senior sister's feelings for him when he had just confirmed his own feelings?
"However, I don't quite agree with the other party choosing to express their feelings in the competition. This kind of competition is not just about one person, but about the entire sect."
To take it even more seriously, the ranking of a sect is related to the resources it receives in the following years.
"Junior brother, are you listening?"
"I'm listening," Nan Yi blinked hard, barely managing to control her emotions that were about to spiral out of control. "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I won't do anything like that, and I won't let the sect down. I'm going to prepare for tomorrow's competition. I'll be going now."
Chu Li hesitated, wanting to stop him. That wasn't what she really meant. She didn't necessarily want him to do anything for the sect. As her junior brother, she would protect him no matter what, even if he occasionally did something out of line.
But for some reason, Nan Yi walked very fast, and disappeared in just a few seconds.
After that, there will be many arena battles, which will last for nearly half a month, until the rankings of all sects are determined.
Since that day, Chu Li has never seen Nan Yi again, or rather, Nan Yi has not seen her on the surface. She always kept her promise to watch Nan Yi's matches, but as soon as Nan Yi finished a match, he would immediately return to his room and not come out until the next match.
Chu Li felt a little confused. She thought about the words they had spoken during their last meeting—could it be that something she said had upset him?
Perhaps because Nan Yi had always been the one to come to her and always insisted on staying by her side, she felt a little uncomfortable now that she was alone in the room.
Time passed day by day, until the evening when the arena competition was about to end, someone came to Chu Li's place.
"Senior Sister, can't you do something about Nan Yi?"
Wen Xiangluan complained almost as soon as she entered the door.
I don't know what triggered Nan Yi recently, but he was full of murderous intent when he was fighting in the ring.
He thought that since he had cooperated with Nan Yi in the first stage, he wouldn't hold a grudge about those little things from before, so he planned to go and chat with him these past few days—his friends weren't here, and he was a bird about to suffocate.
But when he went to Nan Yi's room, he was turned away. When he tried to stop him under the arena, he was stopped by the other party's intense killing intent.
So in the end, he went to his senior sister, hoping that someone could still keep him in check.
"What's wrong with him?" Chu Li recalled Nan Yi's recent performance. "Wasn't he doing very well? His attacks were clean and decisive. Or is there some conflict between you two again?"
Wen Xiangluan choked. Didn't Senior Sister sense the immense killing intent emanating from Nan Yi?
Then, upon hearing his senior sister's question, he began to ponder deeply again, "I haven't provoked him recently, this fox is really strange, his temper is so unpredictable..."
"Nan Yi? What are you doing here?" A disciple of the Myriad Manifestations Sect patted the other on the shoulder. He liked spirit beasts very much, so he had a natural affinity for all kinds of spirit beasts in the sect.
Just like the sect leader's two disciples, a fox and a blue phoenix, he would occasionally chat with them.
"It's nothing." Nan Yi lowered his head, his long eyelashes obscuring the expression in his eyes.
The man took a step forward and suddenly noticed Nan Yi's pale face. He was somewhat surprised: "Are you alright? You look terrible. Were you injured during the battle just now?"
Nan Yi didn't want to speak, so he just shook his head, but his gaze involuntarily drifted to a spot in front of him.
The disciple next to him followed his gaze and, as if understanding his meaning, said enthusiastically, "You're waiting for Wen Xiangluan, right? I saw him go into that room in front earlier."
"I didn't expect you two to be so close. But then again, you both studied under Senior Sister, so you must have had a good relationship back then."
He didn't notice that the people around him looked even more unpleasant after hearing this.
Once the noisy people around him left, Nan Yi wanted to leave too, but the thought that Wen Xiangluan was still in his senior sister's room filled him with panic.
Will my senior sister think he's disobedient and refuse to teach him anymore, instead planning to teach that little blue phoenix instead?
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