Gu Qingyun’s pair of beautiful, long, narrow eyes, cold as frost, now cast a gaze as sharp as a blade toward the stage below.
He saw that Xuanyuan Xinbei’s hand was actually resting on Ye Qianjue’s shoulder, and the two of them disappeared into the vast sea of people just like that. Seeing this scene, Gu Qingyun’s heart was already a storm of turmoil. He tried hard to calm a strange restlessness, silently reciting the Clear Heart Mantra, but for some reason, the mantra failed to bring him peace; instead, it only made him feel anxious and uneasy!
Gu Qingyun raised his folding fan, his brows gathered slightly. He saw the “hundred-quarter incense” used for timing on the stage burning at an accelerated rate.
When Yan Yi looked over a moment later and saw that the incense had burned out, he beat the drum three times.
Ye Qianjue hadn’t even had the chance to show off his signature moves when he was interrupted by the sudden drumming. He looked toward the spectator stand with a suspicious face.
“Isn’t it too fast? We haven’t even had time to discuss strategy.”
“It is indeed too fast, as if… someone deliberately moved the competition time forward. Forget it, who would be so bored anyway? Let’s hurry back!”
Although Xuanyuan Xinbei felt suspicious, he didn’t think much of it. Just as he said, who would be so bored as to move the time forward?
Arriving at the trial platform, Ye Qianjue looked arrogant, looking toward Bai Xiuzhu and Bai Fulan, and hummed petulantly. Ye Qianjue silently vowed to make them both regret it!
Yan Yi took the stage in his green clothes and successfully cooperated with Cheng Shuangtian to win. Watching Yan Yi’s superb swordsmanship, Ye Qianjue clapped and cheered.
“Senior Brother is amazing! I will be like this later too!”
The next group was Bai Xiuzhu and Bai Fulan. Ye Qianjue watched them gloomily. On stage, Bai Fulan’s swordsmanship was as winding and flexible as a spirit snake, and Bai Xiuzhu’s swordsmanship was also superb. There was a certain sharpness that swept through everything.
This brilliant competition drew applause from Wu Hengmu in the seats. He did not skimp on praise: “This Yan Yi truly has your true teachings, Junior Brother. This Xiuzhu and Fulan are also not bad; they are all good seedlings for the three peaks in the future!”
Gu Qingyun watched silently, anticipation in his eyes. He believed that his disciple, Ye Qianjue, would be no less capable!
“It’s our turn.”
Xuanyuan Xinbei suddenly tapped him on the shoulder, startling Ye Qianjue.
The two took the stage, and the audience below began to discuss animatedly, with all eyes turning toward them.
“Is that Gu Immortal Venerable’s disciple, Ye Qianjue? I heard that this kid was raised by Gu Immortal Venerable since he was young. Maybe the position of peak master will be passed to him in the future.”
“Impossible. Although rumor has it that Gu Immortal Venerable dotes on his disciple, Ye Qianjue is a recognized waste. My younger brother is under Immortal Venerable Wu, and he heard that Ye Qianjue hasn’t even learned the first move of the 诛仙阵 (Slaying Immortal Array) yet!”
Ye Qianjue looked at those people speechlessly. Could you speak a little louder? I can hear you all…
“Don’t be afraid, just fight normally, I’m here.”
Xuanyuan Xinbei smiled gently.
The two were competing against disciples from the Qingshan Sect. This was Ye Qianjue’s first time participating in such a formal competition, and he felt a little nervous. He slowly reached his hand toward that mysterious bag and then revealed a confident smile.
This yellow silk bag with gold trim was the Qiankun bag gifted to Gu Qingyun by the Kunlun Sect Leader fifty years ago, capable of holding everything in the world. On the eve of the competition, Gu Qingyun gave it to Ye Qianjue. It was filled with all kinds of elixirs and magical treasures. When Ye Qianjue saw it, his eyes lit up. As he counted the treasures inside, he looked at Gu Qingyun with total adoration.
Master has essentially moved the entire Treasury Pavilion into this Qiankun bag!
“I am Song Wugong, a disciple of the Qingshan Sect, accompanied by Junior Brother Wan Zhen, here to seek guidance!”
The opponent was aggressive, with eyes like those of a leopard. Ye Qianjue was truly a bit scared. But he wasn’t afraid; he was now the one holding the winning trump card he was completely unafraid of these people~
Xuanyuan Xinbei did not place his hopes on Ye Qianjue and took the initiative to strike. His folding fan became a sharp weapon at the critical moment, and in his hands, it could play all sorts of tricks. Seeing this scene, Ye Qianjue could not sit idly by.
“I’ll come help you!”
Ye Qianjue wore a bracelet that could enhance magic power. At this moment, cooperating with the Cangyuan sword in his hand, he was simply unstoppable!
Xuanyuan Xinbei, standing to the side, was greatly shocked. Why has Ye Qianjue’s magic power suddenly surged?!!
The opponent could not withstand Ye Qianjue’s fierce attack and was defeated.
“Didn’t you say Ye Qianjue was a waste just now? How come it seems different from what you said?!”
“Uh… as for that, it’s normal for information to be blocked between immortal sects~”
Those who had originally speculated about and looked down on Ye Qianjue suddenly changed their attitudes, applauding and cheering. Xuanyuan Gu, the emperor of the Tianqi Kingdom and Xuanyuan Xinbei’s father, took the opportunity to compliment him.
“This disciple of Sect Leader Gu is indeed extraordinary; to be so powerful at such a young age! My son, standing next to him, is a little inferior!”
Wu Hengmu’s mouth pulled into a stiff smile. He looked at Gu Qingyun, only to see his silent Junior Brother looking at Ye Qianjue cheering under the platform with appreciation.
Something is fishy! He knew exactly how much Ye Qianjue was worth!
Su Hanshan also discovered the clue at this moment. He leaned toward Gu Qingyun and whispered with a smile: “The Qiankun bag tied to Qianjue’s waist is quite beautiful. I didn’t know Junior Brother had spoiled his disciple to such an extent.”
The second round of the competition began. After one round of elimination, only one-third of the people remained. Ye Qianjue’s momentum was high at this moment; sure enough, having the truth in hand felt great!
Bai Xiuzhu stared at Ye Qianjue curiously.
“Why are you looking at me like that…” Ye Qianjue felt chilly from being stared at and turned in another direction.
Bai Xiuzhu grabbed him without saying a word.
“Tell me the truth, did you cheat? With your three-legged cat skills, how could you possibly survive the first round!”
Bai Fulan also stuck her head out curiously.
He’s been guessed! Ye Qianjue felt uneasy. He slapped Bai Xiuzhu’s hand away messily and retorted, “What do you mean by cheating? Is there a standard for evaluation? Since there isn’t, then I didn’t cheat~”
Ye Qianjue stood with his hands on his hips, looking triumphant.
If he were really to be accused of cheating, wouldn’t that be scolding Gu Qingyun? After all, the items were all given by his Master~
Ye Qianjue’s words were reasonable and well-grounded, leaving Bai Xiuzhu speechless.
The second round of the competition began. Ye Qianjue drew lots and was matched against the Snake Mountain Sect disciple Zeng Youming. Standing on the arena, Ye Qianjue observed Cheng Shuangtian’s weapons.
The Snake Mountain Sect was accustomed to using five poisons, carrying all kinds of poisonous objects on their bodies. He had to be careful, especially of those hands—they might have been pickled in poison!
Ye Qianjue looked alert, his expression like a clever little fox.
Zeng Youming found it fun. He laughed, “Hey! Immortal Venerable Gu’s disciple, you’re so young, yet you dare to participate in the Immortal Alliance Conference. Why don’t you concede on your own, and I won’t bully you!”
Ye Qianjue cut disdainfully and muttered, “It’s not yet certain who will lose~ Since you dare to provoke me, I will use your sect’s poison against you.”
Zeng Youming’s pupils shrank, and he took out a soft bone whip and lashed it at Ye Qianjue. Fortunately, Ye Qianjue dodged in time and was not hit.
Ye Qianjue pointed at Zeng Youming in shock: “You are going for the kill!”
“Nonsense! A competition is a competition; everyone brings out their real skills!” Zeng Youming extended his claws, his fingertips already poisoned, and pounced directly at Ye Qianjue.
Bai Xiuzhu’s heart tightened as he watched from under the platform, and he kept shouting: “It’s over! There is poison on Zeng Youming’s nails! One claw, and he’ll be lying down for ten days or half a month…”
On the stage, Gu Qingyun watched unblinkingly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, looking somewhat worried.
The opportunity has arrived.
Ye Qianjue smiled suddenly, then dodged and chopped a palm onto Zeng Youming’s shoulder.
A scream rang out from the scene instantly. Zeng Youming felt an unbearable itch all over his body and fell to the ground, rolling back and forth, crying for help.
“So itchy! Hahaha… Itchy! Save, save me…”
Bai Xiuzhu watched Ye Qianjue in disbelief, “What the hell! Since when did Ye Qianjue learn this move!”
Bai Fulan to the side was lost in thought. She frowned slightly, and then smiled.
Easily winning the first two rounds, Ye Qianjue was now the center of discussion for everyone. Who would have thought that a waste had turned into a genius!
The final round was a rotation challenge, with Yan Yi guarding the ring. Everyone was afraid to challenge Yan Yi first, so they targeted the easiest one to bully, Ye Qianjue.
The Hehuan Sect sent disciple Liu Yue. A heavily made-up girl stepped forward, her every movement graceful and flirtatious.
She walked forward with a charming look, her henna-stained index finger pointing at Ye Qianjue, her voice full of temptation.
“I want to challenge Feixian Peak disciple Ye Qianjue~”
“Me?”
Ye Qianjue was surprised. Someone wanted to challenge him! It was the first time everyone had remembered his name; he was so happy~ He stepped forward with joy, “Hello, Sister~”
Hearing someone call her “Sister,” Liu Yue burst into laughter. The sound was like birds chirping in a mountain stream, pleasant and melodious! Many men present were captivated by her.
Bai Fulan took a look at Bai Xiuzhu beside her, who was enchanted.
“Wake up!”
With one punch to the head, Bai Xiuzhu woke up completely. He asked in confusion, “What happened to me?”
Bai Fulan looked uneasy and looked toward the stage: “You were hit by the Hehuan Sect’s charm technique. Even you were hit without knowing it, and Junior Brother doesn’t know how to deal with it either.”
Bai Xiuzhu looked horrified, “Hehuan Sect? As expected, the demonic sects are all scumbags! I really don’t understand why the three Venerables accepted demonic sect sects back then…”
Ye Qianjue felt dizzy, “Has it started?”
His voice was soft, as if he had stepped on a cloud.
Liu Yue stepped toward Ye Qianjue and said softly, “Of course it has started~ Little Daoist~”
“If it’s started, then fine.” Ye Qianjue suddenly regained his senses and launched an attack. The Cangyuan sword struck straight at Liu Yue!
“You weren’t charmed by me! That’s fine, why not try something else!”
Liu Yue smiled beautifully, then danced the sharp sword in her hand, pressing closer step by step. As the sword brushed past Ye Qianjue, Ye Qianjue suddenly sensed a strange fragrance.
“Such a sweet smell.”
Ye Qianjue’s limbs instantly lost their strength, the sword in his hand slipped, and his whole body became unsteady, swaying. Keeping his last bit of sobriety, Ye Qianjue reached into the Qiankun bag, wanting to eat a detoxification pill.
Unfortunately, his hands were unstable, causing the Qiankun bag to accidentally slip from his waist and fall to the ground, instantly causing an uproar at the scene.
“Look! It’s a Qiankun bag!”
Several knowledgeable people recognized the treasure one after another.
“Qiankun bag? What is that?” Bai Xiuzhu scratched his head in confusion.
“It is the treasure of the late Sect Leader of Qingshan, capable of containing all things in the world. The Little Junior Brother suddenly increased his power; it must be the effect of the things inside the Qiankun bag.”
Bai Fulan frowned slightly and looked around; everyone was unhappy.
Bai Xiuzhu was also unconvinced, “That Immortal Venerable Gu is too, too, too biased! To actually give him such a good thing; why didn’t my Master be that good…”
More than half of the people present were just like Bai Xiuzhu—envious, jealous, and eventually, a little hateful!
Ye Qianjue had been hit by the Hehuan Sect’s charm technique and was completely muddled, having no idea that the stage below had already started arguing.
“It’s not fair! How can anyone bring so many magical treasures to a competition! It’s not fair!”
“Yes! Why not move the entire Treasury Pavilion on your back!”
In fact, Gu Qingyun had really emptied Feixian Peak’s Treasury Pavilion; at least most of it was loaded into Ye Qianjue’s Qiankun bag. Except for the heavier ornaments and the three demonic beasts guarding the Treasury Pavilion, everything that could be moved had been moved away.
Gu Qingyun silently unfolded his fan, covering half of his face.
“So hot… Mm…”
Ye Qianjue grabbed his collar with one hand, burying his head, not daring to leak a single sound.
His body felt as if it were being torn apart by a thousand ants—the pain was dense and suffocating! To make matters worse, it was accompanied by a numb, tingling sensation of electric shock.
Ye Qianjue felt his body was about to melt into water!
No! I cannot fall down now! I need water!
Yes! Go to the Spirit-Cleansing Pool!
Ye Qianjue decisively abandoned everyone present and quickly fled with his arms crossed.
“Ye Qianjue is running away! What the hell is going on?” The crowd’s eyes turned toward the direction Ye Qianjue fled.
At this moment, an exclamation erupted from the crowd: “Look at the seats!”
“Immortal Venerable Gu is also gone!”