After reading the game to understand the protagonist's chance, she took all of them.

Li Shizu climbed onto the back of a crane and went straight towards Master Qingxuan.

In the main hall of Zhengdao Peak, many elders in the Jindan stage were already in place. Li Shizu bowed quietly and walked around to the side of Qingxuan Zhenren.

Changle Zhenren, who was far away, thought that his disciple came to the hall to look for him. Seeing this, he frowned slightly and listened carefully.

"Uncle Qingxuan! A few months ago, I heard that there was an inner sect disciple named Long Aotian..."

As Li Shizu approached Master Qingxuan, his eyes involuntarily glanced at the female cultivator in the Jindan stage who was resting with her eyes closed in the distance, and he switched to communicating through voice transmission.

Taoist Qingxuan frowned slightly as he heard a long string of words from Li Shizu chattering in his ears. He was a little annoyed at first, but after hearing the three words "Long Aotian", he became more serious.

Under Li Shizu's instigation, Qingxuan Zhenren's expression gradually changed from indifferent to unhappy.

"Are all your words true?" Qingxuan Zhenren asked Li Shizu in a deep voice.

Li Shizu bowed his hands and said: "How dare the disciple speak nonsense! I saw everything with my own eyes. How dare a mere Qi Refining disciple disrespect Master Uncle? How presumptuous! Now that he has a backer, won't he be even more......"

"Long Aotian is so rude and disrespectful, and you also have ulterior motives. Well, step back. I will make the decision on this matter myself." True Man Qingxuan glanced coldly at the female cultivator in the Jindan stage in the distance, his tone was stern.

"......" Li Shizu choked, and could only curl his lips and retreat with his hands clasped.

"Boy from the Li family, come here." The female cultivator in the Jindan stage who had been resting with her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes and waved to Li Shizu.

Li Shizu's back froze, and he smiled awkwardly: "Ah! Ah, Qin, Elder Qin? What do you want?"

"Nothing, come closer." Qin Ruge waved with a smile, her expression gentle, as if she was treating her own children or nephews.

Before Li Shizu could react, the woman pulled out a wine gourd from her waist and smashed it on Li Shizu's forehead.

“Hey hey hey!” Changle Zhenren at the side was startled, and quickly pulled the stunned Li Shizu behind him, and blocked Qin Ruge with a wry smile: “Junior Sister Qin, why are you like this? If you have anything to say, let’s talk it out. Don’t rely on your cultivation to hurt a junior in the Qi Refining Stage.”

Qin Ruge weighed the gourd in his hand, hung it back on his waist, and smiled: "In the future, if you want to talk about me, there is no need to whisper behind my back, just speak directly."

Li Shizu covered his head and couldn't speak. He almost burst into tears in pain and cursed Bai Lan in his heart.

"If Senior Brother Qingxuan is dissatisfied, you can just say it directly. There is no need to look at him from behind. The kid named Long Aotian from Siguo Cliff was brought here by me, so what?" Qin Ruge snorted coldly, "He deserves a reward for his contribution of treasures."

"The sect rules cannot be abolished. If everyone acts recklessly like Junior Sister Qin..."

"When your direct disciple made a mistake, you were reluctant to send him to the Cliff of Repentance and detained him on your own peak. Now that I have rescued him, you are angry?" Qin Ruge sneered, his tone indifferent.

"......Ling'er has never had any involvement with the evil cultivators, so don't make up stories!" True Man Qingxuan stood up suddenly and spoke angrily.

Did the two Jindan Zhenren really have a quarrel?

Li Shizu covered his head to hold back his laughter, but was frightened by a glare from Master Changle and shrank his neck.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes. The sect rules also state that the spiritual herbs in the sect's treasury must be exchanged for contribution points. What about such a big golden jade ginseng? I haven't seen anyone exchange it with contribution points. I was just exchanging it for it to be used as medicine, and it disappeared. How strange." Qin Ruge sighed and shook her head.

The eyes of the old man with a long beard beside him lit up, and his tone was also suggestive: "Junior Sister Qin is using this spiritual ginseng to refine the Gathering Spirit Pill, right? This golden jade spiritual ginseng is the main ingredient..."

"What a pity, otherwise there would be another Jindan stage cultivator in the sect..."

"Qin Ruge! What do you mean? I got the Golden Jade Ginseng, so what?"

After Qingxuan said this, many Jindan Zhenren frowned and looked displeased.

Li Shizu, who was hiding in the corner, was numb. It started as a quarrel between two Jindan masters, but now the atmosphere seemed to be getting even weirder?

It would be fine if it was just a golden jade ginseng, but the words of Master Qingxuan made everyone angry.

The Qingyuan Sect was not founded by True Man Wuyin alone, nor is it a one-man show for their lineage. Do they think that they are treating the sect as their own treasure house just because they have a Nascent Soul as their backer?

Although True Lord Wuyin is now the ancestor of Qingyuan Sect, it does not mean that he is the only Nascent Soul stage cultivator in the sect.

However, those old monsters who are hundreds or thousands of years old are usually hard to spot. Unless the Qingyuan Sect is in danger of life and death, it is extremely difficult to see them show up.

The Jindan Zhenren who usually have an immortal appearance, now start to compete with each other in open or covert ways to squeeze and squeeze the sect when their own interests are involved, demanding that the unhealthy practices in the sect be eradicated.

No one mentioned Qingxuan, but every sentence talked about what Qingxuan had done.

He took into account the face of the Wuyin Patriarch a little, but not much.

"Alright." Master Qinghe waited until everyone had finished their arguments, then he suppressed his anger and raised his hand, saying helplessly: "Elders, calm down. Today is the sect competition, so let's put this matter aside for now and focus on the competition between the disciples in front of us."

Everyone then fell silent and used their spiritual sense to look outside the hall.

At this time, dozens of fighting platforms had quietly risen up in the Zhengdao Peak Square. The disciples whose names were called flew onto the stage and began to fight.

"Wang Yuyu, a disciple of Lingshou Peak, please teach me." The blue-robed monk opposite him bowed and looked relieved.

It was as if he had picked up some great bargain by meeting Bai Lan, an outer sect disciple at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

"Outer disciple, Bai Lan."

Looking at the blue-robed monk opposite him, Bai Lan felt relieved and also breathed a sigh of relief.

Before the first duel began, she had already read the files back and forth more than ten times.

The opponents were decided by drawing lots, and she didn't expect to randomly pick Long Aotian or Bai Ling in the first game, but as luck would have it, one of the players in the draw was a bye.

What’s even more coincidental is that the chance to get a bye in the draw either went to Bai Ling or Long Aotian.

Bai Lan was very angry, and as a result he kept reloading the game, and would not give up until he gave this good opportunity of a bye to someone else.