Junior sister took first place again

When Immortal Yunhua stepped into the Tianshu Hall medicine cabinet, Yan Jiuyuan was lazily leaning on the cold jade bed, holding a spiritual fruit in his hand and chewing it intermittently.

The Beidou bracelet on his wrist made a slight buzzing sound, as if urgently reminding him of something, but he seemed unaware of it and still looked lazy.

"Master, you're here." Yan Jiuyuan glanced up at Immortal Yunhua and instantly sat up straight, half a spiritual fruit still dangling from his mouth. He said vaguely, "My star disk is cracked. Can you see if it can be repaired? If not, forget it. I don't want to participate in the competition anyway."

Upon hearing this, Yun Hua Xian Zun raised his eyebrows and flicked his sleeves, "Can't repair it? If not, then prepare to sweep the sword test platform."

Yan Jiuyuan was stunned for a moment, then wailed, "Master, you are too cruel! I am a wounded soldier!"

"Injured?" Immortal Yunhua sneered, tapping Yan Jiuyuan's forehead with his fingertips. "I see you have a good appetite, so it seems nothing serious is wrong."

Yan Jiuyuan touched his nose and said with a wry smile, "Master is wise. This little injury of mine is truly nothing. However... I really don't want to go to this competition. Look at my age. It would be so embarrassing to compete for first place with a bunch of young people, especially juniors."

Yun Hua Xian Zun glanced at him and said calmly, "You are old? Then tell me, how many years have you been cultivating in the Nascent Soul stage? Why haven't you seen a breakthrough yet?"

Yan Jiuyuan choked and laughed dryly, "Master, your words sting. I'm just... lazy."

Yun Hua Xian Zun snorted lightly, "Then there is nothing I can do. Your brothers and sisters have already surpassed you in cultivation, and only you can participate in the competition."

". . . . . . I'm willing to give this position to a more energetic young person." Yan Jiuyuan muttered softly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Immortal Master Yunhua ignored his disciple's complaints, raised his hand, took Yan Jiuyuan's natal star plate in his hand, and examined it carefully.

The cracks on the star disk were indeed corroded by demonic energy, but the root had not been damaged. He gathered a wisp of spiritual energy at his fingertips and slowly injected it into the star disk. The cracks healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Alright, stop pretending to be pathetic." Immortal Yunhua threw the star disk back into Yan Jiuyuan's arms. "Everyone in the sect knows about your lazy nature. If you hadn't been refusing to take up your position, I wouldn't have let you participate in the competition. The demons have been secretly causing trouble. If you don't go, I'm afraid they will really take first place."

Yan Jiuyuan took the star plate and sighed, "Master, you know I'm a very lazy person. Competitions and the like are really..."

"What is it really?" Immortal Yunhua interrupted him, looking at him with a half-smile. "If you find it troublesome, then go clean the sword testing platform. You have nothing to do anyway."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiuyuan quickly waved his hands, "No, no, no, Master, can't I go? But I can't guarantee that I can get first place."

Yun Hua Xian Zun chuckled, flicked his sleeves, and stood up to leave: "It's okay, just take good care of yourself and get ready for the next few days."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiuyuan smiled happily and said hurriedly, "Yes, Master, take care."

After leaving the medicine pavilion, the relaxed look on Immortal Yunhua's face instantly disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression.

He stepped on the starlight, passing through layers of restrictions, and arrived at the cave where the sect leader, the Immortal Venerable Nanming, was in seclusion. Star sand swirled around him, like an inverted galaxy, and a faint, oppressive atmosphere permeated him.

After returning from the abyss, the leader of the Nanming Sect has been in seclusion for many years, still forcibly suppressing his cultivation to avoid ascending to heaven prematurely. Only a very few people know about this.

"Brother, I'm here." Immortal Yunhua stood outside the cave, his tone respectful, without any trace of laziness.

Inside the cave, Nanming Immortal Venerable sat cross-legged on a jade platform, his spiritual energy restrained, his aura as tranquil as the abyss. He opened his eyes, a trace of solemnity flashing in them. "Why did you come here in person?"

Immortal Yunhua said sternly, "Brother, Jiuyuan was ambushed by the demons, and his star disk was corroded by demonic energy. Although I helped him repair it, his lazy nature makes it difficult for him to give his all. We must make other plans for this competition."

Upon hearing this, the Nanming Sect Master frowned slightly and said, "It seems they can no longer hold back."

Yun Hua Xian Zun nodded, his tone heavy, "Yes. Although Jiu Yuan can participate in the battle, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to take first place. We must find a reliable way to break the deadlock."

Nanming Immortal Venerable pondered for a moment and said, "Wait a little longer. Give me the Heavenly Eye Pearl. When the Xuanling Sect's people arrive, secretly bring Fellow Daoist Wen to see me."

Immortal Yunhua handed the Tianmu Pearl to his senior brother, bowed slightly, and his figure gradually disappeared into the night.

The starlight sprinkled on him, as if covering him with a veil.