After awakening, the female supporting role in the sadistic novel only wants to ascend

Qu Shu strongly agreed with this rule.

"The competition in the Desolate Demonic Territory will last for three months. During these three months, no one can guarantee that all the team members will be pure cultivators at the end."

Lin Zhao frowned. "You mean, the evil thoughts from the other worlds in the Desolate Evil Realm can even transform powerful Daluo Jinxian-level warriors?"

After saying this, something flashed through Lin Zhao's mind.

The ordinary evil thoughts from other worlds that she had encountered before certainly could not transform the cultivators with firm Daoist hearts into Golden Immortals or True Immortals, but what if... a priest came?

As long as a cultivator at the True Immortal level has evil thoughts, the priest will inflict the power of evil thoughts from another world on him and become involved with him.

Lin Zhao has verified this with countless facts.

So it’s not surprising that this rule was formulated.

but……

"Aren't you afraid that someone will take advantage of this rule to exclude dissidents?" Lin Zhao still didn't understand.

"The world of cultivation is inherently one of the survival of the fittest. When opponents exploit the rules, those targeted can naturally fight back." Qu Shu said slowly, "In other words, entering the Desolate Evil Realm is like entering a higher realm with a completely different set of rules, completely magnifying the conflicts and desires among cultivators."

Lin Zhao listened to Qu Shu's guidance, suddenly understood something, and lost her voice.

After a long while, she finally sent a message to Qu Shu: "This rule was made by the Seven Star Palace, right?"

This doesn't seem like the kind of terrifying rules that the cultivation world could create on its own.

Qu Shu gave an affirmative answer.

It is indeed a product of the Seven Star Palace.

"Therefore, the powerful Immortal Emperors in the upper realms will always keep an eye on every location in the Desolate Evil Territory to prevent excessive casualties."

After all, we can't really watch the future generation of the cultivation world die in one competition, right?

So this competition is not absolutely safe, but relatively speaking, it is not too dangerous.

After Lin Zhao understood the rules, he also realized that the powerful people above the level of Immortal Emperor in the upper realm had been watching the battlefields, which was also a compromise and struggle with the Seven Star Palace.

The Seven Star Palace is like a malignant tumor emitting a foul odor. It grows bigger and bigger by absorbing nutrients from the world of cultivation. However, cutting it off means tearing off a large piece of good meat, causing pain and fear in other parts of the body. There is no medicine that can treat the injuries caused by cutting it off.

But if you don't cut it off, everything you do will be affected by it.

While she was thinking, the referee had already spread out the lottery sticks.

Lin Zhao sighed, and when the referee gave the order, she and the captains of the other teams flew high into the sky.

In the void, nearly a thousand figures rushed towards the direction where the referee threw the fortune sticks.

Lin Zhao's speed was considered fast among the nearly one thousand figures. This was even though she had not spread her Sky Phoenix Wings and was in a relatively backward position. However, she was still one of the first to arrive near the fortune stick. With quick eyes and hands, she grasped a fortune stick emitting a faint energy fluctuation in her palm. Lin Zhao exclaimed.

Because she found that the lot seemed to come alive, emitting a faint blue light, as if it wanted to break free from her hand and escape.

Lin Zhao raised her eyebrows and used a little magical power to steady the stick.

At this time, she also saw clearly that the lottery ticket in her hand was a top-notch one.

Lin Zhao looked around and found that some people had also obtained the best lots, but they did not even have the ability to hold them. As soon as they held the lots, they turned around and were slapped in the face by the best lots that broke free from their restraints. They watched the lucky lots escape.

There were quite a few monks like this among the first group who ran here.

After all, fast speed does not mean strong strength.

The monks who were slapped looked a little embarrassed, but anyone who could get here was a dragon among men, so they quickly adjusted their mentality and started the "drawing" battle again.

At this point, Lin Zhao finally understood that this was not drawing lots, but snatching lots. Even if someone got a good lot, if they were not strong enough, it would be snatched away by others.

Lin Zhao shrugged and glanced at the top lot in his hand.

Obviously, Lin Zhao was not satisfied with this level of fortune telling.

Her gaze went to the fortune stick that was emitting even greater energy fluctuations.

What could be the one that could emit greater energy fluctuations than the best oracle sticks?

The remaining five triple-yang lots!

Lin Zhao put the best fortune stick into his sleeve as a backup, and then rushed towards the few purple-gold fortune sticks with a dozen other figures like streams of light chasing the moon.

The captains of the other teams looked at the dozen or so figures with undisguised envy and admiration on their faces.

They knew very well that the first tier of geniuses in this competition would come from among these people.

As for them, they have tried their best to break the energy fluctuations on the top-grade lot and protect it. The higher-level battlefields should be left to these monsters.

Of course, most of them are well-known acquaintances in the upper realm.

The old guys on the judges' panel looked at this scene with a calm expression, but the players in the team below couldn't hold back any longer.

This is a conversation between two people in a team.

"Is that Young Master Youquan of the Ancient Dragon Clan? I remember the captain of the Ancient Dragon Clan wasn't Young Master Youchen? Why is it Deputy Captain Youquan who's here?"

"Well, the draw will only take the captain, regardless of whether they are the captain or vice-captain. And the Ancient Dragons have always been like this. They will never play their trump card if they can use their weakest card to defeat your strongest card."

"Are you saying that Vice Captain Youquan is weak?"

"That's not what I meant. Stop slandering me. What I meant is that compared to Young Master Youchen, it's no big deal for Vice Captain Youquan to reveal his strength. And even if Vice Captain Youquan comes up, I dare to guarantee that the three-yang lottery ticket must belong to the Ancient Dragon Clan!"

"Tsk, you're just spouting nonsense that everyone knows. Then who do you think the remaining four Sanyang lottery tickets belong to?"

Upon hearing these words, the judges in the judging panel had different expressions.

The White Tiger Clan's Great Elder was the first to speak. "I think among the dozen or so children vying for the five Three Yang Lottery Tickets, You Quan from the Ancient Dragon Clan will definitely get one. That girl from the Beichen Clan is also not bad. The remaining three... the Seven Star Palace will definitely be able to get one. What are your opinions on the last two?"

The one coming this time was the Ancient Dragon Clan's matriarch, who had rarely appeared in recent years. This was the first time she attended the competition on behalf of the Ancient Dragon Clan. Most people speculated that she attended the competition for the sake of her daughter Youchen.

She glanced at the dozen or so figures and shook her head: "The girl from the Beichen family is quite bad."

After she said this, she made no further comments.

But the meaning was clear, refuting the view of Bai Qing, the White Tiger Clan's Great Elder, that the Beichen Clan could obtain a Sanyang Lottery.

After being refuted, the White Tiger Clan's Great Elder looked unhappy, but this was the Ancient Dragon Clan, so he could only hold back his dissatisfaction.

"Master Beichen, what do you think?"

The Great Elder of the White Tiger Clan rolled his eyes and shifted the blame elsewhere. After all, the person the woman was not optimistic about was not one of his own family, so he might as well ask the person involved.

The Beichen clan leader chuckled, "This competition is filled with hidden talents and crouching tigers. My Beichen clan truly has no advantage. Let me see that the five forces with the greatest hope are the Ancient Dragon Clan, the Seven Star Palace, the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, the Heavenly Spirit Pavilion, and... the Glazed Palace. Of course, this is just my humble opinion, and it shouldn't be taken seriously."