The vicious female supporting role in the book cultivation world is crazy and involuntarily

After talking with Cheng Sangjie, Lu Zhaozhao walked aimlessly in the opposite direction.

She knew that she would be able to leave this place soon, and she also knew that she had won this gamble.

From the moment she first heard about the Eight Clans' plan, she had no intention of joining them. They were an organization that would kill their own kind without blinking an eye. If she made any mistake one day, she would be wiped out. Therefore, she could not easily join them.

But she had already been targeted, and refusing to cooperate in their territory was clearly a dead end. She thought for a long time about how to escape unscathed.

Finally, a turning point appeared. She was unwilling to kill so many demons for no reason, but these lives were not worth mentioning in the eyes of the eight tribes, and their precarious alliance was dissolved.

One side wants to kill, the other side wants to save, which will inevitably lead to both sides trying to persuade the other side. Therefore, the final battle is bound to happen. This is Lu Zhaozhao's last step and the most critical step.

As long as she showed enough strength to contend with these people, in order to complete the great cause of overthrowing the Demon Lord, they would have to reconsider the potential losses of being hostile to her. Similarly, Lu Zhaozhao also needed to constantly consider whether the situation was controllable.

Therefore, the first time she saw Nan Rongrui and Tushan Xixiang at midnight, she didn't make a move; the second time she saw Jie Yi and Qianhe at noon, she still didn't make a move; the third time, in the early morning, she saw Nan Rongrui gathering the demons and just as he was about to leave, Tushan Xixiang and Huai Jiang began to slaughter them. At this point, Lu Zhaozhao concluded that they needed to use Nan Rongrui's secret technique to gather the demons and then carry out a concentrated slaughter. The focus of this game was Nan Rongrui.

But correspondingly, in order to protect Nan Rongrui, there are always other people around her, sometimes it is Tudan Xixiang, sometimes it is Jie Yi, and sometimes it is Huai Jiang.

She had fought with Huai Jiang before, and his hidden weapon skills were superb, but in terms of cultivation strength, they were evenly matched.

But the person she wanted to meet more was Changyu Lanshan. When they fought outside the city, Lu Zhaozhao discovered that his realm was superficial. Although he tried his best to conceal it, he still revealed a flaw under Wen Sheng's attack.

So, while waiting for the fourth time, she was extremely nervous. What if it was Cheng Sangjie or someone else who came? It seemed that she had no choice but to fight hard.

Fortunately, God has mercy on her and seems to be going her way in everything.

Midnight, a full moon, the riverbank, Changyu Lanshan and Nan Rongrui—everything was perfectly timed. Although Changyu Lanshan's Luwu form did startle her, she was fortunate to escape danger and ultimately succeed in defeating him. She even sustained internal damage, severely wounding Cheng Sangjie, and successfully stopped the fight on the spot.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of the eight tribes, she was pitying these demons, but she knew that her intentions were not pure.

She knew very well that even if they hadn't taken action when she arrived the previous three times, she wouldn't necessarily have taken action. She had to put her own life first and not make a single wrong move.

So, she would always chant the Mantra of Rebirth for the dead demons, simply to assuage her guilt. Sometimes she would wonder, "Perhaps these mantras really work?" She would vainly attempt to atone for her sins. Sometimes she would think that Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty always believed that demons' deaths were not worth regretting, so she shouldn't bear such a burden. But then she thought about the people she had met on this trip: Shisan Niang, Tu San, and even Wen Sheng. They had never harmed anyone, and had even been kind. This tortured her for two days, but fortunately, she rescued the last batch of demons.

Lu Zhaozhao closed her eyes and walked to a large tree to rest. She had just coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of blood, but she felt much more relaxed.

She waited quietly, and soon she would be able to go out.

The ground began to shake and crack, and beams of light shot out from it, just as they had when they came in. The horizontal and vertical lines of the chessboard gradually became clearer, and the night sky became part of the chessboard, reflecting the chessboard on the ground.

Lu Zhaozhao was not good at chess. He watched the chess pieces fall one by one and drew lines on the ground with his hands to think about the moves.

Although the eight of them all had their own arrogance, they all obeyed Cheng Sangjie's instructions on the surface, so he should be the one playing this game of chess.

Lu Zhaozhao made a few random gestures on the ground, then stopped and erased the drawn route.

Sure enough, she thought, playing chess was not something suitable for a dabbler like her.

The light flooded her vision once again, and it was pitch dark again. Having experienced this, Lu Zhaozhao seemed remarkably calm. She simply closed her eyes and sat there to regulate her breathing. Unfortunately, the ground was vibrating so vigorously that her efficiency was somewhat reduced.

After a period of earth-shaking, a noisy sound came to my ears.

Lu Zhaozhao opened her eyes and found herself back at the starting place. The demons that survived the fourth massacre were lying around her. Most of them were still unconscious, probably because they had not yet recovered from Nan Rongrui's secret technique. Perhaps when they woke up and found that they had passed the level after a good sleep, they would be extremely surprised and delighted.

Lu Zhaozhao thought, lowering his head and chuckling softly, he met Cheng Sangjie's eyes, who was not far ahead. He was still clutching his injured arm, while Nan Rongrui frowned as he examined his injury, his eyes filled with heartache.

Cheng Sangjie chuckled, opened his mouth silently, said "Goodbye" to Lu Zhaozhao, then turned his head and looked away.

Lu Zhaozhao was confused by him. She had thought that this calculation would make them hate her deeply, but unexpectedly, they seemed to be even more friendly than when they were pretending to form an alliance.

The examiner's voice rang out in my ears: "Congratulations to everyone on passing the first round. The second round will begin in three days. Please take a short rest. I wish you all good luck in martial arts."