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

"Oh, you two really have a grudge against each other. Look at the little thing in her hand. Although her cultivation level has been raised by borrowing rare treasures, it is also a genuine foundation-building level. If she chases you and fights you in this competition...tsk tsk tsk." There was an inexplicable sense of gloating in Hanxuzi's tone.

"......Ancestor, you haven't left yet?"

"If I leave now, old man Yunyang will be here soon, believe it or not." Hanxuzi said slowly.

"Grandpa, you are so serious. I am crying to death."

I thought he would follow Yunyang after he left, but I didn't expect Hanxuzi to stay and take charge.

But for this old ancestor, there seems to be no difference between dozing off outside the library and dozing off over Panlong Gorge?

Bai Lan was moved for a moment, then he casually put the system into the Void Stone and stepped into the defensive formation set up for the competition.

The moment they entered the formation, ten Qi Refining cultivators from each of the five sects were teleported to different places.

The token in Bai Lan's hand also flashed slightly. He probed into the spiritual power and sensed it slightly, and he could feel the score number inside, "zero".

Bai Lan took out the Soul-Breaking Spear, then took out the Spirit-Hidden Robe from the storage bag and put it on to conceal his aura.

"Hey, your gun is pretty good. Which unlucky guy in Tianji Pavilion did you take the robe from?"

"......" Bai Lan said nothing, and began to search for Bai Ling with his spiritual sense.

"Oh, a spiritual consciousness in the foundation-building stage actually cultivated a spiritual consciousness technique."

"......" Bai Lan took a deep breath.

Although Hanxu is noisy, she is very lucky.

Although her spiritual sense did not detect Bai Ling, it detected Nangong Yuan who was killing monsters nearby.

Beat Nangong Yuan first, then take away his storage bag, which must contain Bai Ling’s sound transmission note.

Using Nangong Yuan to lure Bai Ling over here would save us the effort of looking for her.

Bai Lan ran quickly towards Nangong Yuan. In less than half a cup of tea, she vaguely saw Nangong Yuan's shadow.

"Junior sister, I will meet you right away, please wait for me..." Nangong Yuan said with joy.

"I'm not in a hurry to meet your junior sister. How about meeting my Soul-Severing Spear first?"

Bai Lan's voice followed closely, and the next moment the Soul-Breaking Spear rushed straight towards Nangong Yuan's face without mercy.

The sudden attack of the spear startled Nangong Yuan.

He quickly put away the sound transmission note in his hand, dodged the spear, and then said in a deep voice: "Bai Lan! You and I are from the same sect, why did you attack me?"

Bai Lan didn't want to waste time talking to him and was about to draw his gun when he suddenly remembered that there was an old ancestor of Qingyuan Sect, Hanxuzi, watching the game in the sky.

After all, the ancestor is present, so we still have to do some face-saving work.

Let’s stack the armor first.

"Ancestor." Bai Lan suddenly raised his head and sent a voice to the sky: "According to the rules of the Five Sects Alliance, I can snatch other people's tokens and gain points, right?"

"nature."

"In order to win the top spot, I had no choice but to snatch the tokens from my fellow disciples. That makes sense, right?"

"Of course."

"In order to prevent my fellow disciples from snatching my token, I took his storage bag in advance. This makes sense, right?"

"Ok?"

"As long as I don't kill him, I won't be violating the sect rules, and I'll also be respecting the friendship between fellow disciples, right?"

"Um..."

Hanxuzi fell silent.

Bai Lan slowly turned his gaze to Nangong Yuan across from him, turned the spear in his hand, and pointed the tip of the spear directly at his brow: "I'm going to hit you, do I need a reason?"

The next moment, the spear stabbed out like a swimming dragon.

Nangong Yuan had been defeated by Bai Lan in a sect competition, and he knew very well how horrific her spear skills were. At this moment, he didn't even have the courage to draw his sword to block the spear, and could only use his shield to defend himself.

The clash of spears and shields was accompanied by the sound of clanging.

Towards the end of the battle, Bai Lan's spear attack became more and more fierce. When Nangong Yuan was unable to split himself and his spiritual power was about to be exhausted, a dark blue slender needle-shaped magic weapon pierced Nangong Yuan's wrist.

The power of the Soul-Snatching Spear obtained from the sect's treasury was indeed terrifying. The short, thin needle pierced through Nangong Yuan's wrist and directly knocked down the shield in his hand.

Wouldn't it be more useful if such a hidden weapon was coated with poison?

Bai Lan's expression became fierce, and the next moment, the Soul-Breaking Spear pierced straight into Nangong Yuan's chest and abdomen.

Nangong Yuan was shocked, and rolled on the spot several times to avoid the stabbing spear, and said angrily: "Bai Lan! Are you going to kill me?"

"How could that be? You just dodged it." Bai Lan smiled slightly, put the gun against Nangong Yuan's neck, and raised his hand to take away the storage bag on Nangong Yuan's waist.

"You! What are you doing? Just take the token, why are you taking my storage bag!" Nangong Yuan was shocked.

"Uncle Master, please forgive me. I will gladly accept this token. As for this storage bag... I will keep it for you temporarily, so that you won't come to seek revenge on me after you recover your spiritual power. What do you think?"

Bai Lan curled his lips into a smile, then took out a piece of soul-binding rope from his storage bag, tied Nangong Yuan up tightly, and hung him on the tree.

"Bai Lan! You've gone too far! Put me down!" Nangong Yuan was hung upside down on the tree. His already exhausted dantian was tied up by the spirit rope, and the speed of recovering his spiritual power suddenly stagnated.

"How dare you be so cruel to your fellow disciple? Return my storage bag to me now! Otherwise, you will be in trouble after the competition is over!"

"Did you hear that, Bai Ling? Your good senior brother is in my hands now." Bai Lan smiled and raised the note transmitting instrument in his hand.

All of Nangong Yuan's shouting and cursing was transmitted to the sound transmission talisman and was heard clearly by Bai Ling on the opposite side.

"Bai Lan? What did you do to my second brother?!"

Compared to Long Aotian who ran away when he saw Bai Lan, Bai Ling, who had not been tortured by Bai Lan, was still confident that the third-level divine beast Phoenix in her hand was invincible in Panlong Canyon.

"I'm in the southeast of Panlong Canyon. If I can't see you within half an hour, I'm going to practice shooting with Nangong Yuan." After saying that, Bai Lan cut off the connection between the sound transmission notes.

Nangong Yuan was shocked: "No, don't! Don't ask Junior Sister to come over!"

"Tsk, it seems that you are not confident in Bai Ling's fighting ability." Bai Lan shook his head: "Stay optimistic, maybe in the next ten days, you can spend your days leisurely on the tree with your little sister."

"Bai Lan! You must know that Master loves Junior Sister the most. If you dare to attack her, Master will not let you go after he finds out!"

"Where is your master now?"

Nangong Yuan choked. True Man Qingxuan is now at... the Cliff of Repentance.

"So what! A year will pass in the blink of an eye. When Master comes out of seclusion, you won't have an easy time either!"

"Don't worry, the one who will make your master suffer in a year is your little sister."