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After returning to her residence and thinking carefully, she found that she still had too little information. She had originally invited Huang Yiran to the banquet to get information about the sect competition, but she didn't expect that after hearing the news about Xiaoqing, she drank a few more glasses.

Huang Yiran didn't know what was going on and why he left in such a hurry.

Afterwards, He Ling asked Yu Yan to take the jade pendant and contact Huang Yiran, but this time Huang Yiran was a little evasive, saying that he was either on a mission or had to practice.

In the end, He Ling went to the sect in person and found Huang Yiran.

But Huang Yiran was a little strange this time, and kept avoiding He Ling's gaze.

As usual, they came to the same restaurant as before. This time, Huang Yiran's expression was even stranger. Two red clouds rose on her cheeks for no reason. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at He Ling, looking like a shy girl.

He Ling was a little confused, "Junior Sister Huang, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Yiran glanced at He Ling, her face flushing even more red. "Senior Sister He, your spirit pet probably didn't say anything to you."

He Ling subconsciously looked at her arm. Qing'er's little head was hidden in her sleeve, but her golden pupils were staring in Huang Yiran's direction.

He Ling guessed that maybe because she was drunk before, Qing'er subconsciously protected her master and had some unpleasantness with Huang Yiran.

She laughed, "Junior Sister Huang, don't worry about it. This snake is very close to me. Maybe there are just some misunderstandings between you.

Seeing that He Ling didn't know, Huang Yiran finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, for some reason, a trace of regret arose in her heart.

Her expression finally calmed down. "Senior Sister He, I wonder why you asked me to come here this time?"

He Ling told him about her attempt to gather information.

Huang Yiran really tried to persuade He Ling a few words when he heard this, but seeing that He Ling was determined, he got down to business.

"Senior Sister He, it's easy to find out about the powerful people in the sect who have names and surnames, but that's just the information on the surface. I can't do anything about other information."

"That's all right, Junior Sister Huang. Just give me all the information you can gather."

Huang Yiran nodded, this was not a difficult task.

She glanced at He Ling, her eyes lingering on her chest for a moment, "Senior Sister He, I'm not helping you for nothing."

He Ling naturally knew this. She wasn't short of spirit stones at the moment. As long as it wasn't something too rare, it wouldn't be a problem to get it. "What does Junior Sister Huang want?"

To be honest, the value of these things is actually not high. If He Ling had no foundation in Xuanyuan Sect and it were not for the fact that collecting intelligence was a bit difficult, Huang Yiran would not be of any use at all. Huang Yiran also knew this.

A sly look flashed in her eyes. "Senior Sister, this is just a favor, it's not a difficult task. I won't ask you for compensation. How about you just let me hold you when the time comes, and we'll be done with it?"

A hint of doubt flashed across He Ling's eyes, but she reacted in a moment. This Junior Sister Huang must be deliberately giving her face. After all, it was just a small matter. She didn't need such a small thing, and the big favor was not enough for her, so she might as well go with the flow.

He Ling laughed and said, "Then it's a deal."

More than half a month later, Huang Yiran walked out of the restaurant in a happy mood, while He Ling behind him had a rosy face.

He Ling gritted her teeth and glanced at Huang Yiran, "Just hug this guy, why are you so naughty?"

I tried to calm down Qing'er who was inexplicably irritable, but fortunately the information was obtained.

Ten days later, the sect competition began.

He Ling stepped on a flying sword and flew into the Xuanyuan Sect's formation.

As soon as you enter Xuanyuan Gate, you will see almost endless figures in the sky, all riding on flying swords or flying magic tools, rushing towards one direction.

After verifying his identity and landing on a square, He Ling discovered that the densely packed cultivators around him were all at the foundation-building stage!

There are at least several thousand people here, and this is not all of the Xuanyuan Sect, only a part of it. Although I have known this number for a long time, actually seeing it is another matter.

The depth of Xuanyuan Sect's foundation was beyond He Ling's imagination at the moment.

A hurricane arose, and the moment it appeared, the wind covered the sky and the sun, sweeping away all the clouds. Although the wind was so strong, it did not hurt the disciples below at all.

A whistling sound of wind was heard, and an old man in green appeared in front of the originally empty team.

The old man held a feather fan in his hand, his muscles bulged all over his body, his face was stern, and he looked intimidating without even being angry.

"Look, it's Grandmaster Xi Feng!"

"The last time I saw Grandmaster Xi Feng was twenty years ago. I didn't expect to see him again this time."

"Look over there, those spirit swords! It's Elder Mu Jian! I heard that Elder Mu Jian is in seclusion all year round, but I didn't expect to see him this time."

One after another, important figures who were never seen before appeared on the stage, bringing the atmosphere to a climax.

It was not until all the Jindan cultivators from the fifteen main peaks had gathered that no more Jindan cultivators appeared.

At this time, the sky changed again. Suddenly, the sky was shining with rosy clouds, and the surrounding clouds turned into auspicious clouds. A colorful ladder descended from the sky.

A voice like the teachings of a sage sounded.

"The origin of Xuan Huang is the beginning of all things."

Fifteen Jindan cultivators all bowed their heads and saluted towards the ladder, and the combined mighty voices of the fifteen Jindan cultivators rang out.

"Meet Master Xuanyuan!"

The foundation-building Qi training disciples below also shouted in unison: "Greetings to Master Xuanyuan!"

The sound rumbled and reached the sky.

Some clouds were directly shaken away.

To the top of the five-colored ladder, an old man slowly walked over. He was dressed simply, wearing a robe divided into two halves of dark yellow. His hair and beard were white, and against the backdrop of the five-colored divine light, he looked like an immortal in the sky.

"Disciples, please don't be polite."

The Jindan cultivator and his disciples answered in unison, "Thank you, Master Xuanyuan."

"The sect competition begins."

Li Daoyi stood on the high platform. He did not look at the disciples who were full of enthusiasm, but looked at a platinum figure behind him. As the head of the sect, he naturally could not miss such a large-scale event, but he was only there for formalities.

"How about it, Wuchen, are you worthy of my attention? Now that you are also a Jindan cultivator, you can naturally inherit the Yifeng and teach the teachings."

Liao Wuchen's eyes remained calm. "Master, you always tell me to practice diligently, so I dare not slack off."

Li Daoyi just laughed and said, "It's okay, he's just a disciple. It won't take much effort. Besides, it's always good to leave a successor and have someone to share your joys and sorrows with."