Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

Song Fangle was stunned unconsciously as he looked at Guan Xuqiu, who was sitting in front of him in a white dress as white as snow and with a beautiful face.

His eyes and brows revealed an innate noble temperament. Just a simple glance at him made him hold his breath involuntarily, as if he was a masterpiece carefully carved by God, perfect and flawless.

People outside were all praising Guan Xuqiu for how handsome he was and how kind he was. Song Fangle heard every word of it.

Having grown up with Guan Xuqiu, he also agrees with the praise and description from the outside world.

Even though she had grown up looking at this face of his and had become immune to his beauty attack, but when he looked up at her just now, she felt that what those people outside said was wrong. Words like "beauty as beautiful as a fairy" and "alluring beauty" were all understatements.

It should be that male beauty is the root of all trouble.

It seems that as long as he is willing to look at you, he would be willing to give up everything.

At this moment, he understood why his words, "the top ten test takers would be taken to see the Immortal Venerable Shan Xuan", could make his disciples become so diligent and hardworking.

"Senior brother?"

Hearing his junior brother's call, Song Fangle looked at Guan Xuqiu with a dazed look in his eyes.

"Let's go, the competition should be over."

"Oh oh, okay." Song Fangle came back to his senses and followed him hand and foot.

After taking just two steps, the person in front of him suddenly stopped, looked back at him, and then turned away again.

He was somewhat puzzled: "Brother, what's wrong?"

818 immediately understood what his boss meant and said, "Don't worry, boss. You have 183 people now!"

Ji Bai paused for a moment, then said to the back: "No problem."

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On the competition stage, the eldest sister of Yue Dao Sect was giving a summary of the competition. Halfway through her speech, she suddenly paused, then laughed and continued:

"Does Immortal Shanxuan know all this?"

The disciples who were originally sleepy suddenly became interested and responded to her words energetically: "I know!!"

Everyone knows the reputation of Immortal Venerable Shan Xuan. He is the best-looking person in the world of immortals!

Rumor has it that he defeated a city in the demon world with just a smile!

And not only that, he is now in the middle stage of Mahayana!

Nowadays, the number of people on the mainland who have the strength of Mahayana can be counted on ten fingers, and Immortal Venerable Shan Xuan is one of them.

Just one of these two points is enough to make one famous in the world of immortal cultivation, but Immortal Venerable Shan Xuan possesses both of them.

Shang Qianyu listened to the discussions around him, his long hair hiding the viciousness in his eyes.

The senior sister on the competition stage smiled and said, "So should I say you are lucky?"

Because it might be Immortal Guan Shanxuan, someone in the crowd couldn't hold it in any longer and asked, "Immortal, what happened? Tell me quickly."

Seeing that everyone's appetite was whetted, Jiang Wan no longer kept everyone in suspense and said directly: "Shan Xuan Immortal Venerable will choose one of you to be his disciple today."

The people below the competition stage suddenly fell silent. Three seconds later, there was a huge cheer and discussion.

"The Immortal Master Shan Xuan never accepts disciples, so why would he want to do that this year?" An honest-looking man asked the person next to him.

"Don't even think about it. Immortal Master Shan Xuan is willing to choose a disciple this year. He must have someone he has set his eyes on for a long time." A sturdy man with an eyepatch said.

"Yeah, how could those of us who were eliminated in the first round be selected?" someone on the side continued his words.

"Who do you think will be valued by the Immortal Master Shan Xuan?"

"There's no doubt about it. It must be Qi Gui, who came in second. He is also the eldest son of the Qi family, a well-known imperial merchant family in Beijing. With such a background and such strength, who else could it be but him?"

When Qi Gui heard someone mention his name, he straightened his chest, stood up straight and raised his head.

Everyone looked at his appearance and their guess became more certain: "It must be him. How great! He is the first disciple of the Immortal Venerable Shan Xuan! It would be great if I were the eldest son of the Qi family."

"Look at how shabby you are. If you were the eldest son of the Qi family, you would be a waste!"

The people around him seemed to be sure that Qi had returned, and they kept talking around him.

"It doesn't matter if I'm not chosen. As long as I can see the Immortal Venerable Shan Xuan, I will die without regrets!"

Someone suddenly spoke up in the crowd, followed by a bunch of agreement.

"Yes, yes, I would be willing to die if I could see Immortal Venerable Shan Xuan."

A burst of sneer suddenly sounded behind them.

Everyone's eyes looked back and fell on Shang Qianyu who was in a dishevel.

The burly man who had been wearing an eye patch walked up to him aggressively, holding his collar with one hand: "What are you laughing at, kid!?"

"I don't know how he got first place in the competition. He really thought he was so powerful. He is just a filthy thing with useless spiritual roots."

Voices of contempt rose one after another among the crowd.

"Does he really think he can beat Master Qi Gui? He doesn't even look at himself."

"If Immortal Shan Xuan were to choose an old woman who just does the soy sauce as his apprentice, he would not choose a dog like you who is not wearing chains."

Shang Qianyu raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of black eyes that looked down on the world. His eyes were indifferent, and his gaze fell on the man who was grabbing his collar, as if he was looking at an ant. There was no emotion in his black eyes.

The sturdy man wearing an eye patch loosened his hand unconsciously, looking at the man in front of him who exuded a terrifying aura. His Adam's apple slid up and down with difficulty, and all the harsh words were blocked in his throat.

Qi Gui was already feeling uncomfortable after losing to such a beggar. Seeing this, he walked over there and looked at Shang Qianyu coldly: "Do you think I didn't let you?"

Shang Qianyu curled his lips with a frivolous smile on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the air pressure around him unconsciously dropped a little: "Really?"

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?! The competition is over. Anyone who fights again will be kicked out of Yue Dao Sect!"

A roar came from the sky, and everyone looked over.

Qi Gui retracted his raised hand, but still looked at Shang Qianyu coldly: "Next time, you won't be so lucky."

"Let's wait and see." Shang Qianyu's voice was casual, but also cold.

Two people came flying over from a distance, one was the head of Yue Dao Sect whom everyone had seen before the competition, and the other one...

As the two got closer, everyone's eyes widened.