Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

Lu Hao walked out of Tianque Tower with a calm expression. He was going to return to the inn to adjust his condition to the peak to prepare for the upcoming Guardian Selection Competition.

On the other side, a beautiful woman was kneeling on the table. She slowly stood up, her heart filled with deep love for Lu Hao.

It was already midnight when Lu Hao returned to the inn. He sat cross-legged, forming a hand seal for cultivation, and lightning continued to surround his body.

His cultivation of the Thunder Spirit Body has reached a bottleneck and he is unable to break through to the next level. This is not because he lacks talent, but because the Thunder Spirit Body needs to be cultivated with the power of thunder.

With his current strength, he is unable to use the true power of nature's thunder to strike himself.

Only the thunder power generated by the ninth level of the Thunder Dao is most suitable for his cultivation, but now he can only exert the first four levels, and the evolved thunder power is no longer enough for the Thunder Spirit Body to break through.

If he could master the complete cultivation method of the Nine Heavens of Thunder Dao, his strength would surely improve by leaps and bounds. Unfortunately, the inheritance of this supreme magic in Tianxing Palace is extremely strict. Most disciples in the sect are not qualified to practice it, let alone him, an outsider.

When he adjusted his condition to the peak, the selection of Tang Yuyan's protector finally began.

Lu Hao arrived at Wanbao Pavilion early in the morning. It was very lively here today with a huge crowd of people. Led by a maid, he and many other contestants were taken to a square.

The square is very large, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, and the four corners of the square are filled with densely packed stands and seats.

Wanbao Pavilion invited many important people to attend the ceremony this time, and it was difficult to get a seat.

With the help of this selection, Wanbao Pavilion also gained huge popularity.

Lu Hao saw many familiar faces in the front stands. His two fiancées, Qin Shiyun and Luo Tianxian, were both there. What surprised him most was that his new friend Xiyue was also there.

Xiyue looked very graceful and elegant today. She had a pleasant conversation with Han Ruoxue, the headmaster of Tianxing Palace. She did not look at all like she did when she was embarrassed by the gold coin dart.

Lu Hao looked at Xiyue's slightly opened bright red lips and smiled slightly. This woman's eloquence was still as good as ever.

Tang Yuwei and Tang Yuyan were also sitting in the adjacent stands.

"Sister is just choosing a protector. It's not a real competition. Is it necessary to be so grand?" Tang Yuwei said with a faint smile as she looked at the plump woman in front of her.

"Your vision is still too narrow. With the help of this protector selection, we can not only boost the popularity of our Wanbao Pavilion, but also expand our influence." Tang Yuyan directly retorted.

"I'm just a little worried. If the protector you choose loses too badly, how will you step down in front of so many people? Do you want me to ask Ye Wushou to show mercy and not defeat the opponent in one move?" Tang Yuwei smiled very sweetly.

I have to say that both sisters look ugly, but the elder sister seems to have a fuller figure than the younger sister.

"There's no point in saying more. Let's just wait and see the outcome." Although Tang Yuyan's face was calm, she couldn't help but feel worried in her heart. She hoped that a miracle would happen in this selection.

On the other side, Xiyue was also in a very good mood. She would cover her beautiful red lips and giggle from time to time. Her snow-white hair would dance up and down, making the several leaders beside her dazzled. It must be said that this woman was so charming when she smiled.

During the time Lu Hao and Xiyue were together, he never saw her smile. She usually had a bitter face, or a painful expression, or a determined expression as if to say, "You might as well kill me."

The reason why Xiyue smiled so happily was that a corner of the Yuntian Sect's mountain protection formation had been breached. As long as more time was given, it would not be impossible to completely breach the formation.

Once the Yuntian Sect was captured, Lu Hao would certainly come to its rescue, because besides his two masters, there was also a woman he loved very much.

Xiyue had conducted a detailed investigation on Lu Hao during this period and learned that he had once been so angry for a long-legged woman that he fought fiercely with the old generation foundation-building master Lin Zhentian and finally killed him.

If this woman named Fuqiu were in danger, Xiyue didn't believe that Lu Hao would not show up to rescue her.

She was now desperate to capture Lu Hao and torture him to death. She would find a few strong men to use the same methods on him as she had used on herself to wash away her hatred.

The thing that Lu Hao regretted the most was that he was always forced into Xiyue's trap and failed to kill her in time.

"Next, I will announce the rules of the game." An old man appeared above the square, and his soft voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"Due to the large number of participants, we cannot select candidates one by one due to time constraints. We will directly adopt a free-for-all format. The last person left on the platform will be selected as the protector." The old man said, stroking his beard.

At the same time, the old man waved his hand, and a huge platform rose up, with three different areas marked on it.

"Those who are disciples of the sect and aristocratic families should stand in the area on the far left." A woman stepped forward and continued.

"He who has killed several strong men of the same level in the Foundation Establishment Stage is standing on the far right."

"Those who are neither disciples of a sect or family nor have killed a Foundation Establishment expert should stand in the middle."

This way of standing in line made many participating monks noisy, and they didn't understand why the melee was arranged in this way.