Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

"The next match is between Yan Yun of Changle Sect and Shang Wen of Fengming Sect."

As soon as the uncle-master who presided over the foundation-building competition finished speaking, everyone present sighed.

Some people even laughed out loud, "Isn't Yan Yun here to give away points?"

"In my opinion, it's better to admit defeat early."

"She's just a piece of shit who can't even hold a sword!"

Zhou Ju Ran had just embarrassed himself in front of her and was shouting on purpose.

……

Yan Yun glanced at him with a half-smile, as if mocking his cowardice just now.

Zhou turned his head away and secretly said, it's just bluffing!

Amidst the cold words and rumors in her ears, she walked onto the stage with a normal expression.

"Please enlighten me."

The quarter-hour countdown begins.

Shangwen was unsure. Although his senior brothers and others said so, he felt that this fellow Taoist did not look like someone who could not hold the sword steadily.

He is a disciple who specializes in practicing magic.

Shang Wen gathered spiritual power in his hands and took the lead in launching a wind blade towards Yan Yun.

She reacted quickly, swinging her sword back to block, the sword's shadow glowing coldly in the light.

After getting rid of the wind blade, she quickly attacked Shangwen with the sword in hand.

Her steps were wonderful, and she took each step in the most appropriate position. The sword seemed to have a soul, and the blade it struck out was extremely powerful.

It's nothing like the damage that a Qi training disciple can inflict.

Shang Wen secretly thought that this was not good, gritted his teeth, and clumsily formed seals with his hands, wanting to use more powerful moves.

But how could Yan Yun give him the chance to form a seal? She thrust her sword forward and interrupted his movement effortlessly.

Shangwen was helpless now. He was a newbie who was good at long-range attacks, but now he was being chased and beaten.

"call out--"

He dodged the opponent's numerous moves in a panic, and finally when the sword was pointed in front of him, he decisively raised his hand to admit defeat.

"The game is over. In the first match, Changle Sect Yanyun won."

Her hair flew in the wind, her eyes were calm, and she skillfully retracted the sword. The sound of the sword being sheathed was particularly loud at this moment.

Shang Wen on the opposite side bowed to her to show his respect.

And she did the same, bowed in return and left the stage.

The audience in the stands obviously didn't expect her to end the match so cleanly and neatly. Although her opponent was one level lower than her, her swordsmanship was really clean and neat.

On the high platform are the leaders and core figures of each sect.

The elder of Fengming Sect frowned, "This sword technique, this movement, why do they look so familiar?"

"Oh, this girl used to be a disciple of Immortal Lord Yu Feng, so naturally she has some of his charm."

Although Liang Xun disliked Yan Yun, he had lived for hundreds of years, so he let things pass and naturally did not make things difficult for him.

But it seemed a little different. Liang Xun thought about it carefully. Who did he look like?

"It's not Yu Feng, it's Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Zhou's "One Sword Nine Roars"."

Wu Yue spoke decisively, with a tone that left no room for argument, "Yu Feng's swordsmanship is rather fancy."

If an ordinary person dared to publicly comment on Yu Feng's fancy swordsmanship, he would surely be ridiculed by the other masters.

But she is Wu Yue, a rare sword-fighting genius. At first, Yu Feng could only ask for advice in front of her.

Even though his hand is injured now, not everyone can compare to him.

"Zhou Zhengyuan..."

Liang Xun couldn't help but think of Zhou Zhengyuan, who was dressed in rags and just slept all day long, and frowned helplessly.

How did these two get together?

Today is the preliminary round and the second event will have to wait until tomorrow.

Yan Yun ran to draw the lot for the next day and then ran away.

Fengming Sect, Qi training level eight, Zhou Juran.

It’s from Fengming Sect again.

However, at this moment, she didn't know that the person who was mocking her today was Zhou Juran.

Zhou actually scolded Shangwen, "You are so useless, and you still admit defeat? You know..."

"Brother, she deserves my respect. Please stop saying anything. If you continue like this, I will tell Master."

Shangwen didn't want to listen anymore and just covered his ears. He didn't think there was anything shameful in admitting defeat.

If you can't beat him, just admit defeat. He has just started practicing Qigong and he's not that powerful.

Zhou couldn't do anything about him. Looking at the sign with "Yanyun" written on it in his hand, he secretly vowed in his heart that he would win beautifully tomorrow!

After she left Fengyuntai, she went to the Mission Hall.

As usual, she accepted two more Spirit Grass Rabbit missions... There was no other way, since she could only get half the points.

The road was quiet. Basically everyone had gone to Fengyuntai. No matter if they were not participating in the competition or they were just starting out, they all went to join in the fun.

After all, by watching the game, you can learn a lot of practical skills.

But she had other things to do, so she had to leave first.

The uncle in the mission hall was a little surprised that he was doing the mission right after the competition.

After hearing that she had won, he was kind enough to give her some spiritual fruits.

She came to the back mountain, intending to continue looking for the nest of spiritual grass rabbits from last time...

Unfortunately, she came back empty-handed. She didn't know if it was because she had been too ruthless last time and scared them, or if they had been taken away by someone else.

Yan Yun searched for a long time and finally found another nest.

While the adult spiritual grass rabbits were out, she kidnapped a litter of baby rabbits without hesitation.

Because he had had this experience before, this time he was able to do it easily and caught forty rabbits before dark.

She didn't rush back. Instead, she sat by the stream, dug out all the inner core, and carefully peeled off the fur.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and her slender white hands were stained with blood.

She reached her hand into the stream and stirred it vigorously a few times to dilute the bloody smell.

But it's of no use.

Yan Yun had no choice but to run far away to a place with better air.

Then he quietly set up the rack and started roasting the rabbit.

She was skilled in the first-level fire technique, but there was a very awkward point. It was difficult for her to extinguish it...

Yan Yun sat quietly in front of the fire, turning the roasted rabbit meat from time to time.

The air was filled with the delicious smell of meat, and even Yan Yun couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

This stuff is more delicious than any meat she had eaten in her previous life!

People in the world of immortal cultivation are so blessed.

"Girl, are you grilling here?"

A delicate and charming voice sounded behind her. Even if she didn't turn around, just by listening to the voice, she could guess how charming and seductive the person behind her was.

"Ignore me?"

The visitor was not polite and walked to her side and sat down very comfortably.

As soon as she came over, a sweet fragrance filled Yan Yun's nose.

Yan Yun turned his head and was slightly surprised.

Qiao Yunxi is extremely gorgeous, with a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes, and her gaze is full of autumnal waves, just like a pool of spring water.

There was affection and yet cruelty in her eyes; just one glance was enough to drive people crazy.

The peach-colored dress added to the beauty, with the collar slightly open, revealing her snow-white skin.

"Are you stunned?"

Qiao Yunxi asked her with a smile, like a bewitching witch.

"Excuse me, may I ask who this senior is?"

Yan Yun reluctantly withdrew his gaze, feeling embarrassed for his absent-mindedness just now.

"Oh...don't be afraid to tell me."

Qiao Yunxi was very satisfied with her reaction, "I am from the Hehuan Sect."

The Hehuan Sect here is not the Hehuan Sect in the traditional sense. They believe in mutual consent.

"I'm not afraid."

"Can you finish all of these?"

Qiao Yunxi looked at the rabbit meat she was roasting and looked at her with watery eyes. Even a fool could see what she meant.

"It's not for me to eat."

But Yan Yun is honest and likes to look at beautiful women, but he is not a fool.

"Who is it for? Your little lover..."

At the end, her tone rose slightly, with a hint of teasing.

"No!"

Yan Yun said righteously, "It's for the dogs to eat."

"...?"