A small independent cultivator without any sect or school, but made a deal with the Heavenly Dao

"Fellow Daoist Jin, I would like to trouble you to help keep an eye on Qian Sanwan's matter. I just talked with Fellow Daoist Ji and found that Qian Sanwan is still donating food in different places."

"Fellow Daoist Pei, are you worried that the 30,000 yuan in donations is fake and that you have other plans in private?"

"I have this suspicion, but I have no evidence, so I would like to ask Brother Jin to help investigate."

"Don't worry, I have already made arrangements when I went out just now. I will inform you immediately as soon as there is any news."

After saying this, Pei Cangli bowed and said goodbye. After all, he had a competition tomorrow.

Pei Cangli's turn soon came on the third day of the competition, and his opponent was a ghost cultivator.

After watching the match between Su Yingyue and Gui Xiu, Pei Cangli is still looking forward to having a match with Gui Xiu.

After all, he had seen Xuan Shang do everything with ease before, and Pei Cangli wanted to see the gap between himself and the ghost cultivator.

Standing on the stage, Pei Cangli saw that the person opposite her was actually a female ghost cultivator, but the look in her eyes was a bit confusing to Pei Cangli.

It seemed as if he wanted her to be his opponent, but at the same time didn't want to see her, which made Pei Cangli a little confused for a moment.

As soon as the referee said start, Pei Cangli set up a defensive water curtain on himself. After all, the methods used by ghost cultivators are endless.

The female ghost cultivator opposite him glanced towards the stands. Following her gaze, Pei Cangli saw the masked ghost cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage from last time.

For some reason, Pei Cangli had a sense of déjà vu every time he saw him. Unfortunately, he did not know any cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage in his memory, let alone a ghost cultivator.

The female ghost cultivator withdrew her gaze, muttered something, and began to form seals with her hands. Then a large cloud of black fog covered the arena.

The people below the stage couldn't see the two people competing at all, and Pei Cangli thought that the ghost cultivator was going to use a dirty trick, so he deliberately blocked his view.

He took out a long whip and whipped it directly at the black fog. At the same time, he made a hand gesture and several water balls fell from the sky and hit the female ghost cultivator on the head.

The female ghost cultivator originally wanted to take advantage of the black fog and pretend to be defeated and admit defeat when no one was paying attention, but Pei Cangli actually used a whip to pull away the black fog.

While he was still thinking about how to respond next, Pei Cangli's water ball was right above his head. If he didn't avoid it, he would be hurt.

He could only perform a secret technique, hoping to take the opportunity to use the black mist to take himself away, but the next moment he was bound by the water spiritual power and could not move at all.

Seeing that the water ball was less than an inch away from her, the female ghost cultivator immediately admitted defeat. She didn't want to delay her subsequent competition because of this human female cultivator.

Pei Cangli was a little depressed. It was just the beginning, and he gave up so quickly. When did the ghost cultivator become so weak, or was Xuan Shang too strong?

If the female ghost cultivator on the opposite side knew what Pei Cangli was thinking, she would probably curse at him. If she wasn't afraid of accidentally hurting Pei Cangli and being punished by the Lord, she would have broken free long ago.

Pei Cangli won another game easily, causing some dissatisfaction among the audience in the stands. This human female cultivator only competed in a few games in total, but her points in the third game were very high.

A cultivator nearby said, "I'm so lucky. I didn't get a chance on the first day, but the demons gave up on me on the second day. I finally got to compete with the ghost cultivators today, but they're so weak."

"When will this good luck come to me?"

"If I had her luck, getting into the top three wouldn't be a problem."

"Yeah, what's there to compare? Luck is more important than anything else. Anyway, the opponent is either bad or just admits defeat."

All the sounds from the stands reached Pei Cangli's ears one by one, but Pei Cangli acted as if he didn't hear them and walked away directly after leaving the stage.

A human cultivator next to him suddenly said, "I wonder if we got such high scores in the first two games because of good luck?"

When the other monks heard this, they also became suspicious. When they wanted to find this monk to ask him, he had disappeared, as if no one had been standing there talking.

After hearing the human cultivator say this, the other three tribes felt that there was something fishy about Pei Cangli's victory.

Although some cultivators of the human race were happy that Pei Cangli could get points for the human race, they felt dissatisfied when they thought that she had surpassed them in personal points due to good luck.

How can a mere casual cultivator have higher points than the disciples of the five major sects? Isn't this a slap in their faces?

Chu Junmo from Qingying Sect was also in the stands. When he heard these words, he didn't have any thoughts. After all, he had watched Pei Cangli's several competitions, and she would win even if she didn't admit defeat.

That demon clan and the ghost cultivator were no match for Pei Cangli at all. As for the first two competitions, although he did not see them personally, based on the descriptions of others, he asked himself that under his own circumstances, he might not be able to escape unscathed.

Especially when it comes to hunting a fifth-level wild beast, it takes more than just luck. He asked Ji Feng privately, and it can be said that Pei Cangli almost killed the fifth-level wild beast alone.

He also noticed the first human who spoke in the stands. He seemed to be a casual cultivator named Lei Yu, who was in their Jindan stage group along with Pei Cangli.

As a fellow casual cultivator, he didn't understand why Lei Yu said that. Logically speaking, he should have seen Pei Cangli's strength during the casual cultivator selection competition.

In this competition for the first place, Chu Junmo only regarded Pei Cangli as his opponent. After all, he was more or less aware of the strength of the others.

With Pei Cangli's strength, he had never seen her compete with all her strength, as if she always had some energy to spare.

As soon as the female ghost cultivator who had competed with Pei Cangli returned to the ghost clan, she was surrounded by other people and asked about Pei Cangli's strength.

The female ghost cultivator suddenly came up with an idea and said disdainfully, "If it weren't for the Lord's order, I would have knocked her down long ago. I don't know why the Lord gave such an order. It's obvious that he is just using us as a ladder for that human female cultivator."

"I can only say that this human female cultivator is extremely lucky. If she had met a ghost cultivator like us, she would have been directly promoted to first place."

The most powerful Ghost Clan member, Youying, was also here. When he heard this, his face turned unhappy, but he said nothing and left silently.

As soon as the shadow left, the female ghost cultivator no longer mentioned the competition. She just said that she was injured and needed to meditate and regulate her breathing.

At Xuan Shang's residence, Mr. Fei was reporting his work to him when suddenly his subordinates said that Youying wanted to see the Lord about something.

He glanced at Xuan Shang and seeing that he didn't react, he let Youying in.

"You Ying, your subordinate, greets the Rakshasa Lord."

"What's the matter?"

"My Lord, I...I want to...have a fair fight with that human female cultivator."

After saying this, Youying lowered his head and waited for Xuanshang's punishment. After all, no one dared to disobey the orders of Lord Rakshasa.

But after waiting for a long time and seeing no response, Youying quietly raised his head and found that he and the master were the only two people left in the room.

Xuan Shang was staring at him expressionlessly, as if he was thinking about something important.

Shadow was so frightened that he fell to his knees, but he still mustered up the courage to say, "Please grant me your blessing, my Lord."

Xuan Shang walked up to Youying, lifted his head and said, "Are you dissatisfied with my previous orders? Do you think they have overshadowed your strength?"

"I dare not. I just don't want you to be talked about by your subordinates again."

Xuan Shang withdrew his hand, walked back to his seat, and said coldly, "Oh? Tell me, what do people below say about me?"

"I spoke out of turn. The subordinates dare not discuss the Lord. They only said that the human female cultivator was not worthy of the Lord's attention. I want to prove that those people are wrong."

Xuan Shang suddenly smiled and said, "Why? Don't you think so?"

"The master's vision is never wrong. I have followed the master since I was a child, so I naturally know that the master's vision is beyond the reach of ordinary people. But others don't understand. I want to help the master prove that the woman is not a mediocre person at all."

"Since you have this intention, let others see it."