Transmigrated into a vicious stepmother, relying on raising a child to defeat the immortal world

"Peak Master, if you make pills in the future, can I bring my fellow apprentices to watch and learn?"

On the way back to Lingfeng Mountain, Liu Yuze saw that the atmosphere was good and proposed it carefully.

Yun Xiangwan nodded.

"If you just want to observe, no problem."

It just so happened that the soul-restoring pills in her pocket were almost used up, and she urgently needed to replenish them in large quantities.

"I am just observing. I will not disturb you from refining the elixir."

Liu Yuze knows how to strike a perfect balance.

Yun Xiangwan could also see that it had not been easy for Liu Yuze along the way.

Rong Si has ignored worldly affairs for many years. While Liu Yuze is managing Lingfeng Mountain, he also has to worry about the cultivation of his fellow brothers and sisters, taking care of them and not letting them go astray.

So, while she is still here, help her if you can.

So, in the next few days, a large group of people gathered in front of Yun Xiangwan's cave every day.

She was refining, and they were watching, waiting at the door early in the morning. Yun Xiangwan felt like she was just going to work. If she didn't receive good feedback every day, she felt that she would not be able to continue refining the pill for a moment.

"Peak Master, I refined a sixth-grade elixir last night!"

The day before the semi-finals, Shi Yao held up the sixth-grade elixir she had refined and presented it to Yun Xiangwan like a treasure.

She looked carefully and found that it was indeed a sixth-grade elixir, and its appearance was quite good. If she was more skilled, she could improve the quality of the elixir to the third level.

“Very good, keep up the good work.”

Yun Xiangwan has become quite familiar with this process of encouragement and praise recently.

"Peak Master, thank you. Without your guidance, I don't know when I can refine the sixth-grade elixir."

Shi Yao bowed deeply to Yun Xiangwan.

Thinking of the girl's previous rude remarks, Yun Xiangwan accepted the gift.

The next day, Yun Xiangwan, surrounded by a group of disciples from Lingfeng Mountain, came to Sixiang Peak to participate in the semi-finals of the sect competition.

"Am I seeing right? The person surrounded in the middle is the new leader of Lingfeng Mountain?"

"When did their relationship become so good?"

"The leader of the front peak will be very sad if he knows that the disciple he cultivated with great efforts has joined someone else's team so soon, right?"

"Why are you so upset? When Master Rong Feng was in office, he didn't really care about them."

“But no matter what, Master Rong Feng is their master. It has only been a short time, and they are still circling around that Wan Ye. It’s a bit ugly.”

"This only proves that the seemingly peaceful Peak Master Wan is actually very skilled."

"If you have time to talk about others, you might as well spend more time on cultivation."

Du Min withdrew his gaze from Wan Ye and turned to speak to the people who were gossiping like gossipers in the market.

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd, who had been talking nonstop with various expressions, immediately fell silent and dispersed like birds and beasts.

Du Min also walked towards the ring.

"Why are you pretending? Do you really think he is still the Third Elder's direct disciple? He no longer has the qualifications to be so arrogant!"

"Aren't Elder Lou, who died and disappeared, and Peak Master Rong, who occupies the toilet but does not do anything, the same thing? Maybe Du Min also wants to follow the example of the Peak Masters of Ling and find a big leg to cling to."

"Hush - be careful with your words. Otherwise, if someone hears us, they will pretend to lecture us."

"Hahaha……"

The familiar lottery process.

A total of 33 people entered the semi-finals.

That means there will be one lucky person who gets a bye.

Yun Xiangwan hopes that the lucky person will be herself.

"Master Wanfeng, I hope I can pick you this time."

Huo Wushang walked up to Yun Xiangwan and said meaningfully.

Go away! Who's going to pick you?

"Then I hope we can all get what we want."

Yun Xiangwan smiled on the surface, but she was not happy in her heart.

If she remembered correctly, Huo Wushang's natal spirit sword was a second-rate immortal weapon.

If Yun Miaomiao wanted to control Huo Wushang to do something to her during the game, that would be troublesome.

You have to know that Yun Xiangwan has never liked trouble.

She wanted to get into the top three and then go to Qingyun Peak to see the world, and hopefully dig some spiritual ore. Then, she could wait for the thunder tribulation to come, deal with Yun Miaomiao, and kill the elders who went to Danwang City before. Then, she would have completed her merits and could return to Tianxuan Sect.

With such a feeling, Yun Xiangwan reached into the box with some trepidation.

After groping for a while, he pulled out a ball of paper.

I opened it and saw number seventeen!

"Master, you have a bye again! You don't have to participate in the competition and will directly advance to the finals!"

In the space, the system couldn't help but cheer for Yun Xiangwan.

Yun Xiangwan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This is really a burst of luck.

"Master Wanfeng is laughing so happily, but did you draw a lucky number?"

Liang Hong had come to Yun Xiangwan's side at some point, standing on either side of Huo Wushang.

Yun Xiangwan handed the lottery number in his hand to the purple-robed elder.

"Elder, please register. Don't get the number wrong."

At her special reminder, Huo Wushang and Liang Hong looked at the ball of paper in the purple-robed elder's hand.

Number seventeen!

Damn it! How did Yun Xiangwan draw a bye number again?

"Elder, are you sure there is nothing wrong with this box?"

Huo Wushang raised questions.

He doesn't know how to make medicine, but in the field of cultivation that he is good at, he must defeat Wan Ye!

"Young Master, there is no problem with the box. I guarantee fairness and justice."

The purple-robed elder patted his chest and made the assurance.

Huo Wushang felt very depressed, but what he didn't expect was that something that made him even more depressed would soon happen.

Because he drew number one and Liang Hong drew number thirty-three.

That is to say, they will face off in the first game of the semi-finals, and only one can advance to the finals.

When Yun Miaomiao, who was in the stands, saw the two people's names and numbers displayed on the big stone tablet, she suddenly felt as if a lump of wet cotton was blocked in her chest. She couldn't breathe in or out, which made her feel so uncomfortable that she was going crazy.

Wanye has drawn a bye number twice in a row, but why can't she get what she wants every time?

I had made the worst-case scenario plan before. Even if I didn't meet Wan Ye in the semi-finals, as long as Huo Wushang and Liang Hong advanced to the finals together, Wan Ye would not be able to escape their siege!

Now, the first game is between Huo Wushang and Liang Hong, and only one of them can enter the finals.

If he draws a good lot in the final tonight, wouldn't he be able to get into the top three without any obstacles?

In order to help him successfully participate in the sect competition, Yun Miaomiao was also involved.

Because there was no precedent in the Xianjian Sect for the leader of a peak to participate in the sect competition!

She had set a precedent for him!

The result was that it was to enable him to go to Qingyun Peak to practice?

No, Yun Miaomiao doesn't accept this result.

It seems that she has to use the purple-robed elder as a chess piece.

The next final draw must not let Wan Ye be as lucky as he is today!

He must have a battle with Huo Wushang!