Junior sister took first place again

Ning Jiasheng stood in place, his chest heaving violently, and every breath was like the sound of a bellows, heavy and rapid.

Sweat slid down her forehead, soaking the strands of hair on her forehead, but her face was filled with unconcealable joy.

Her gaze passed through the fading starlight, as if piercing through thick fog, and stared straight at the dazzling light leading to the top of the tower. That light was like the first ray of light piercing through the darkness at dawn, full of hope and temptation.

Ning Jiasheng took a deep breath, as if she wanted to absorb all the spiritual energy around her into her body. Then she took firm steps and walked towards the passage.

The moment she finally stepped onto the top of the tower, a wonderful feeling arose spontaneously, as if she had left this world and entered a whole new world.

This place is simply a dreamlike space, like a fairyland, with clouds and mist swirling around like a veil, wispy and dreamlike. The clouds and mist are not static, but slowly flow, sometimes gathering into clumps of pure white cotton, and sometimes dispersing into a misty veil.

The air is filled with rich spiritual energy, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, and all the pores in their body open up.

The four walls surrounding this space are even more astonishing, as they are inlaid with countless dazzling gems of varying sizes and shapes, some round and smooth like pearls, while others are angular and sharp like diamonds.

The soft and mysterious light they emit intertwine together to form a colorful light curtain, illuminating the entire space beautifully.

In the center of this dreamlike scene, a massive ball of light quietly hovered in the air. Encased within it was a rare treasure radiating a dazzling, multicolored glow, like the most beautiful sunset on the horizon.

This treasure is undoubtedly the precious reward for being the first to clear the Jiuxiao Lingshu Tower.

Ning Jiasheng's heartbeat involuntarily quickened. She walked towards the ball of light with anticipation. As the distance got closer, she could even feel the powerful fluctuations coming from the treasure.

Finally, she walked in front of the ball of light and extended her right hand with a beaming smile. The moment her fingertips lightly touched the ball of light, a warm and powerful energy surged in like a tide, quickly spreading throughout her body.

Ning Jiasheng felt that every part of his body was filled with this energy, and he felt as if he was bathing in the warm spring sun, feeling extremely comfortable and relaxed.

In the Hehuan Palace, many disciples also looked expectant, hoping that this time would be an exception so that they could feast their eyes.

However, before Ning Jiasheng could take out the treasure, a powerful suction force suddenly stuck her palm tightly onto the ball of light.

Immediately afterwards, she felt as if her sea of consciousness had turned into a bottomless black hole, and began to frantically absorb the spiritual energy from the treasure.

Outside the water mirror, the disciples witnessed Ning Jiasheng's strange behavior and they whispered to each other and discussed it.

"The last time we passed the Five Elements Illusionary Formation, Senior Ning also suddenly disappeared when the treasure appeared. What's going on this time? Is it a test inside the tower?" A disciple asked doubtfully.

"No, I heard that in previous Cangwu trials, getting treasures was smooth and easy. I've never heard of it being so troublesome." Another older disciple frowned and said.

In the Cangwu Secret Realm, Ning Jiasheng was standing in front of a ball of light, passively absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy. Deep in his consciousness, the inner demon woke up again without warning.

"What do you want to do!?" Ning Jiasheng tried his best to pull back his right hand that was pressing on the ball of light, and angrily questioned the inner demon in his mind.

The inner demon sighed in a nonchalant tone: "You took away the Emperor's Sword, but you also won a better tonic for me. I am very satisfied with what the Immortal Sect has prepared for this Cangwu trial." There was a hint of teasing in its voice, as if it didn't care about Ning Jiasheng's struggle.

"Thank you, little beauty~" The inner demon continued to provoke, and the contempt in his tone made Ning Jiasheng even angrier.

A strong sense of resistance surged in Ning Jiasheng's heart, and her right hand seemed to be locked on the ball of light. She could feel the surging spiritual power in the ball of light continuously flowing into her body.

A golden light flashed in her eyes, which was a sign of her demon bloodline and a symbol of her power.

Seeing this, the inner demon raised the corners of his lips in a smug arc, and his tone was filled with undisguised malice.

"How does it feel to be full of spiritual power? The outside world is watching you, so don't show your little claws." The voice of the inner demon echoed in Ning Jiasheng's mind, as if enjoying her struggle.

Ning Jiasheng felt a strong sense of resistance in her heart. She knew she couldn't lose control at this moment. She gritted her teeth, trying hard to maintain her human form and not let her demonic characteristics show.

Soon, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her heartbeat rumbled like thunder in her ears. As she inhaled more and more spiritual energy, Ning Jiasheng felt her blood begin to boil, and her instinct to transform into a beast became increasingly difficult to suppress.

The surrounding environment seemed to have sensed her struggle. The clouds and mist in the secret realm began to become frantic. They swirled around Ning Jiasheng, as if they could sense her inner struggle.

The light from the gemstones inlaid on the wall began to flicker, as if responding to the fluctuations of power within her body. The atmosphere in the entire space became tense and oppressive, as if even the air was holding its breath due to Ning Jiasheng's resistance.

"I've never heard of a treasure reacting before. This would waste too much time on the trial-taker. Why does Senior Ning always encounter this?"

"Don't you think the rules of this secret realm changed too abruptly? Even though it's opening early, there's no need to add that insignificant rule. With so many eyes watching, who could possibly use unfair means to steal the treasure..."

"Exactly. I think this rule was added temporarily to conceal something, because the rules were announced before the secret realm opened. There was no mention of this rule before."

"Yes, the last time it was announced was when Senior Ning cleared the Mysterious Valley. We still don't know what it is, and now Senior...!!!?"

"Boom——"

Before he could finish his words, a series of crackling explosions suddenly sounded in the hall, and all the water mirrors exploded in an instant.

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd. Everyone either gathered their spiritual power or opened their protective magic weapons. Various lights flashed everywhere, but no one was injured.

Just as everyone was still in shock, the figure of Wushuang Immortal suddenly appeared. His face was stern, and his eyes revealed unquestionable majesty. His solemn voice echoed in the hall: "A large number of demons have attacked the secret realm, causing the formation connecting to the water mirror to be destroyed. Disciples of each sect should return to the guesthouse first. After the demons are repelled and the formation is repaired, return to watch the battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sent everyone out of the hall and the door closed instantly, leaving no one a chance to speak.

Although the disciples were full of doubts and anxieties, under the order of the Unparalleled Immortal Venerable, no one dared to raise any objections, and they had to temporarily return to the guesthouse arranged by the Hehuan Palace.

The Unparalleled Immortal Venerable stood alone in the main hall, with a well-preserved water mirror in front of him, which clearly reflected a figure that should never appear in the Cangwu Secret Realm.

A demon tribe, a huge nine-section wolf.

Its whole body is covered with golden-red hair, which looks like burning flames under the sunlight, emitting a hot and mysterious aura.

Its limbs are thick and powerful, dark brown in color, with clear muscle lines and explosive power. Every step it takes makes the earth tremble slightly.

The head and ears are mainly silver, and these silver hairs are particularly conspicuous against the golden red background, like jewels on a crown.

The black edging around the ears adds a touch of mystery and majesty, like eyes in the dark, seeing through everything in the world.

The most eye-catching thing is its tail, which is long, thick and fluffy, and is raised high like a battle flag. The twelve red and dark rings on it are like smoke rings in a blazing fire, swaying gently with its every movement.

These ring patterns are not only part of its beautiful appearance, but also a symbol of power. The eyes of this demon are like two golden gems, deep and sharp, as if they can penetrate time and space and look directly into people's hearts.

Its roar was like thunder, shaking everything around it and making all living things tremble. Its teeth were sharp as daggers, enough to tear through the toughest armor; its claws were sharp as blades, enough to split mountains and shatter rocks with a single blow.

Despite its large size, it is extremely flexible.

At this moment, she was displaying unparalleled strength and agility. She moved swiftly and gracefully, either avoiding or directly shaking off the guards and disciples who were chasing her because they had discovered the demonic aura, and quickly ran towards the center of the secret realm.

However, there was still a cultivator with higher cultivation level than her and more familiar with the terrain who was chasing her closely.

"The breath-hiding technique is useless. His consciousness has already locked onto you. Unless you can escape from this secret realm immediately, otherwise, hehe."

Ning Jiasheng ran at the fastest speed in the past twenty years, but Pei Youzhi was still following behind him like a shadow, ready to catch up at any time.

The inner demon had forced her into this situation and was still making sarcastic remarks, making her want to stop and pick up her sword to cut the inner demon into pieces.

But Ning Jiasheng didn't dare to be distracted at all at this time. Pei Youzhi was a cultivator in the Divine Transformation Stage with Wind Spirit Root. If he continued running like this, he would soon be caught up.

Fortunately, Ning Jiasheng didn't have to wait too long. Pei Youzhi, who received the message from the Unparalleled Immortal, left quietly.

Although Pei Youzhi had a lot of questions in his mind, the palace master's order and the sudden outbreak of war outside left him no time to think about it.

However, the sudden outbreak of the inner demon and the strangeness revealed in public still left a strange feeling in the hearts of many people.

After returning to the sect's guesthouse, the suffocating and tense atmosphere slowly and gradually receded like the sea water after the tide.

However, the strange condition of Ning Jiasheng was still like a butterfly shrouded in mystery, dancing lightly in the hearts of some disciples, and became a hot topic that they could not avoid when they whispered to each other in private.

Some of these disciples gathered quietly in the little-known hidden corners of the sect like ghosts, whispering to each other; others took advantage of the brief moments of rest between training to furtively exchange their deepest doubts and speculations with each other.

One of the disciples' voices trembled softly, like the sound of a deliberately subdued lute string. "Everyone, tell me, Senior Ning's eyes... could they really be the color of someone with a fire spirit root? I just feel like something's not right."

As he spoke, his eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment, as if shrouded in thick fog, making it difficult to see what he was really thinking.

"I saw it too, but the gold color is too pure! It is completely different from the golden red color of the fire spirit root we are familiar with!" The response of another disciple was like a candle flame swaying in the wind, erratic and full of uncertainty.

His voice trembled slightly, mixed with a hint of undisguised fear, but more of it was an irrepressible excitement. It was obvious that he was in a state of extreme conflict regarding this discovery.

Just then, a female disciple suddenly interrupted, "But Senior Ning is the direct disciple of the Immortal Venerable Qinglian! How could he possibly possess... such a strange characteristic?"

Her voice was like a flash of lightning that pierced the dark night sky, instantly shattering the tense and oppressive atmosphere. However, after this flash of lightning, there was a heart-pounding silence.

Because everyone knows that if this matter really gets out, it will have a huge impact on the Immortal Qinglian and the Xuanling Sect where she belongs.

Thinking of this, the female disciple's voice unconsciously carried a hint of obvious disbelief.

"Sh ...

The person who spoke was an older disciple. He looked around vigilantly, as if he was guarding an extremely precious secret that could not be revealed.

His expression was extremely serious, leaving no one in any doubt about his determination to keep the secret.

Although their voices were as small as those of mosquitoes and flies, the content of their discussion was like a heavy rock, weighing on everyone's heart.

They knew that Immortal Qinglian held an extremely important position in the Immortal Sect, and any rumors about him could cause a huge disturbance.

They also knew that such suspicions and speculations should not be spoken lightly, especially at such a sensitive moment. The discussion among the disciples finally ended in silence, and they each dispersed and returned to their own cultivation.

But the doubts in their hearts did not disappear. Instead, they were buried quietly in their hearts like a seed, waiting for the moment in the future, perhaps taking root and sprouting under the right conditions.