God favors the troublemaker, and the protagonist is forced to become evil

This time, he gave all the good things to her, his eldest disciple, while the male protagonist had no scarce resources.

It’s weird.

However, one does not have to be a fool if one has favors. She went straight to Qianlian Peak to find True Lord Jiangchen and took out all the good things she had obtained in the secret realm to refine the sword.

As for her natal spirit sword, she would probably have to wait until she reached the Golden Elixir stage before she could go to the sword tomb to look for it. Otherwise, with her current level of cultivation, she might not even be able to pass the levels in front of the sword tomb.

Soon it was the day of the sect competition. The location of this sect competition was at Xundao Sect. A few days before the competition, contestants from other sects came to the mountain.

As a leader among the younger generation, Zi Ning was naturally far ahead all the way. Even those at the peak of the foundation building stage were not as good as her.

Zi Ning is skilled in swordsmanship and has talismans in her hands. She throws out explosive talismans and water-blocking talismans as if they were free. Even disciples at the peak of the foundation-building stage cannot defeat her.

The disciples of the Beast Taming Sect could release three to five spirit beasts each, and they couldn't even break Zi Ning's protective shield...

Zi Ning fired a burst of sword energy, and all the spirit beasts were knocked off the arena, leaving only the disciple of the Beast Taming Sect trembling on the stage.

As for the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, each of them tried their best to seduce and charm Zi Ning. Even the eldest senior brother, who was naturally charming, fell in front of Zi Ning. Soon, rumors that Zi Ning practiced the ruthless way spread everywhere.

Don't mess with this merciless and ruthless swordsman.

The last match was against Duan Qingyi, the eldest disciple of Wanjian Sect. They had faced each other once before in Xiaohuangtian Secret Realm.

"Junior sister Zhong, have you changed your sword again? It seems that junior sister's Danyun sword is not as lucky as it used to be in your hands." Duan Qingyi started teasing Zining as soon as he came on stage, acting as if he was very familiar with Zining.

"Stop talking nonsense." Zi Ning took the lead in launching the attack. Duan Qingyi had practiced sword skills very hard after returning home, and his sword skills this time were obviously much more pure than last time.

After Duan Qingyi returned to the sect, he naturally studied sword skills very hard. He couldn't even beat a fourteen-year-old child. He was really not worthy of being the eldest senior brother of the Wanjian Sect.

Zi Ning and Duan Qingyi exchanged hundreds of moves. Both of them were sword practitioners, and both hoped that they could defeat the other with their sword skills, so they did not use any other external force.

Zi Ning did not use any talismans or formations, but only used sword techniques and sword energy to attack the opponent. The two fought for two hundred rounds, but still could not determine the winner.

Duan Qingyi was not as anxious as last time. He was still calmly looking for opportunities and preparing to defeat the enemy with one move.

The sword in Duan Qingyi's hand danced with sword flowers, the sword spun a circle, and a blue sword energy rushed towards Zining.

Zi Ning dodged sideways, and then saw Duan Qingyi leap up and slash at Zi Ning with a sword. He looked very much like the man in Zi Ning's memory.

It was Jiang Suining, the man who appeared in the Huaxu maze last time...

Just when Zi Ning lost consciousness, he was hit by Duan Qingyi's sword energy. Fortunately, he was protected by the protective shield and was not seriously injured.

Zi Ning came to her senses quickly. With that blow just now, she almost fell off the arena and lost her qualification for the competition. Fortunately, she used force on her toes and stayed on the stage.

The people in the audience sighed, and then cheers were heard from the Wanjian Sect's disciples. Their senior brother almost defeated Zhong Zining from the Xundao Sect. She had not lost a single match since the start of the competition.

Xi Duanfang's blood-red eyes were fixed on Duan Qingyi on the stage, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he was looking at a prey.

This person was able to make the senior sister lose consciousness. Wasn't he the same person in the Little Yellow Heaven Secret Realm? How could he make the senior sister lose consciousness? Did something happen between the two of them?

Duan Qingyi has wheat-colored skin, deep eyebrows, three-dimensional facial features, and a masculine aura. He is as tall and straight as a pine or cypress, and looks like a proud dragon. He was born with a good appearance.

Zi Ning returned to the center of the arena. This time, she was focused and collected her thoughts. She stopped thinking about random things. Her sword was shining brightly, her sword skills were sharp, her moves were fierce and connected, and the sound of swords colliding with each other was endless.

Duan Qingyi felt the change in Zining's aura. Is this all her power?

I felt quite honored that I had forced her to use all her strength.

Zi Ning, who was firing on all cylinders, naturally had no rivals, but Duan Qingyi was defeated within fifty moves.

"I am defeated. My junior sister is really good at swordsmanship." Duan Qingyi did not get angry because he lost to Zi Ning again. He was a tough man and knew that there must be winners and losers in a competition, so he praised Zi Ning with a smile.

"Thank you." Zi Ning did not get complacent with winning the final victory. She was still upset about her distraction just now.

Of course Duan Qingyi did not let go of Zining's distraction during the fight. Who did she see through herself just now?

Zi Ning won the first place in the foundation-building group of the sect competition and was awarded one thousand high-quality spirit stones and a Dan-forming pill.

The Jindan Pill can increase the success rate of a cultivator when he is forming a golden elixir. Later, when Zi Ning enters the Jindan stage, he needs to take this pill.

Jiedan Pills are fifth-grade elixirs, but Zi Ning cannot refine them now. He must wait until he reaches the Jindan level before he can refine fifth-grade elixirs.

On the day agreed to take the sword, Zining came to Qianlian Peak to find True Lord Jiangchen.

True Lord Jiangchen has a strange temper and doesn't like dealing with people. It is said that he has eight disciples. However, most of the time, the eldest brother from Qianlian Peak is in charge, so True Lord Jiangchen is not easily seen.

True Lord Jiangchen was a seventh-rank weapon refiner, and he would not easily forge weapons for others. The supply of weapons within the sect was basically handled by Rongzao Peak, but the quality was definitely not as good as that produced by Jiangchen.

The last time Zi Ning moved out of Lian Yin, she waited for a long time before she saw Jiang Chen. After listening to Zi Ning, he didn't say much and asked her to put the things down and come back to pick them up in two months.

When Zi Ning took out the Fire Marrow and Yan Iron and placed them on the table, Jiang Chen's eyes widened, "Lian Yin is really good to you, his eldest disciple, and he gave you such precious things."

"Ah? True Lord, I found these myself, they are in the Little Yellow Heaven Secret Realm."

Hearing Zining's answer, Jiang Chen felt a lump in his chest. As a weapon refiner, he naturally knew the preciousness of the materials on the table. Many cultivators would never see these things in their entire lives.

"You have a good chance." Jiang Chen didn't want to be jealous of a younger generation, so he took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality. "I wonder if you have the Wood Heart Essence?"

The Wood Spiritual Marrow is the same as the Fire Spiritual Marrow, which is the pure essence condensed from the essence of the elements. The Wood Spiritual Marrow is the essence of the wood element, and is mainly used by monks with wood spiritual roots to cast magic tools.