Quick Wear: I Fulfill the Wish of Cannon Fodder

The sky in the east was already bright, and the dawn was just beginning to break. On the open grassland, a figure slowly woke up. It was Nangong Yan. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked around drowsily. Suddenly, her eyes fell on her master beside her, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Ouyang Qing was lying there, his face swollen like a beaten pig, almost unrecognizable. Nangong Yan hurried over and shook Ouyang Qing, calling out anxiously, "Master, Master! How are you?"

Ouyang Qing's eyes were battered to a slit, and he struggled to open them. He gently moved his hands, and felt his body seemed to have regained its freedom. So, he asked Nangong Yan to support him and return to the main courtyard.

When they returned to the main courtyard, Ouyang Qing sat in a chair and began to use his spiritual energy to repair his body. However, at this moment, he was surprised to find that his realm had actually regressed. For Ouyang Qing, who had always been the top performer, this was simply unacceptable. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of black blood, frightening Nangong Yan who was standing beside him and was at a loss.

Ouyang Qing endured the pain and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief. Then, he said to Nangong Yan, "Go to the treasury and get me some elixirs. The ones in white bottles are for healing." As he spoke, a spiritual key appeared in his right hand and he handed it to Nangong Yan.

After receiving the key, Nangong Yan immediately ran towards the treasure house. She had already familiarized herself with the environment on her first day at Lingfeng, so she quickly found the treasure house. She was extremely anxious, and she just wanted to find the elixir as soon as possible to help her master heal his injuries.

But when she faced the empty treasure house, she had only one thought in her mind: "It's over, it's over, Master's injury is beyond saving!" She was extremely anxious and suddenly remembered the elixir she had received from Pei Ning yesterday, but she searched everywhere for it but couldn't find it anywhere, not even on her body or in the room. She only found an empty Qiankun bag.

Nangong Yan then realized that the situation was not good. She hurriedly reported the matter to Ouyang Qing and decided to go to the main hall to ask the head master for some pills.

Inside the main hall of the Hall of Eternal Life, the atmosphere was extremely solemn. Elder Nan Wentian and several other elders had grim expressions. They had just learned that all the spiritual plants in the Spiritual Plant Garden had mysteriously disappeared overnight, leaving no trace.

At this moment, Nangong Yan rushed in, knelt down and begged for mercy, while telling Ling Feng in detail what happened yesterday. According to Master's instructions, she did not reveal that he was suppressed and beaten, but only tactfully stated that he had suffered some injuries.

"How dare that thief take advantage of the fact that our Changsheng Hall is deserted! Fifth Junior Brother, go get some elixirs from the sect's treasury and give them to Junior Brother Ouyang!" Sect Leader Nan was furious and slammed the table. He was secretly thankful that the wicked thief hadn't set his sights on the sect's treasury, otherwise the consequences would have been disastrous.

Sect Leader Nan and several other elders immediately took action, striving to suppress the theft to avoid unnecessary panic and trouble. At the same time, they began a secret investigation, trying to find out who was causing trouble in the Hall of Eternal Life.

Meanwhile, Ouyang Qing was repeatedly questioned about the suspect's appearance. However, he didn't want to let anyone know that he was being manipulated by a young man, so his description of the suspect was completely different from Su Lan's. This put the investigation of Nan Zhang and his team into a difficult situation, and they were unable to find the true murderer.

Despite some setbacks, the internal competition of the Changsheng Palace was finally held as planned. Nangong Yan, relying on her unique skills of "crying, making a fuss, and threatening to hang herself", successfully seized the most powerful defensive magic weapon - the Heart Scale - from Pei Ning.

This Heart Scale was a life-saving magic weapon specially prepared by the Pei family for Pei Ning, the only child of the Pei family. Its power was so great that even against an attacker with advanced cultivation, as long as the Heart Scale protected the user, they could still save their lives.

In the previous life, this heart-protecting scale was also given to Nangong Yan by Pei Ning, but the timeline was still later. It was during an adventure in a secret realm, protecting the heroine to obtain her natal weapon.

With this magic weapon, Nangong Yan also dispelled her fear of Jiang Suihuan. While waiting, she looked at her master in the elders' seat.

He remembered that his master had called him to the main hall yesterday and gave him some instructions.

"My cultivation has not recovered yet, so I am not fit to fight. Yan'er, please remember to pay attention to your safety in tomorrow's competition."

Thinking back to her master's cold voice, her heart felt sweet again. It turned out that compared to the enemy brother who gave her the magic weapon, a word from her beloved master could not compare.

She couldn't help but recall the look in her master's eyes at that time, those deep and cold eyes that revealed a hint of concern and worry. She knew that although her master appeared indifferent, deep down he cared about her.

"The next competition is between Elder Liu and Elder Ouyang's direct disciples, Jiang Suihuan versus Nangong Yan. Please come on stage and remember to fight until you are ready."

Jiang Suihuan flew onto the stage gracefully, cracked her whip, and looked provocatively at Nangong Yan, who was still daydreaming in the audience. Her eyes seemed to say, "Today is the day you die!"

Nangong Yan, reminded by the disciple beside her, put her thoughts aside, picked up the Liyu Sword given by her master, and walked onto the stage confidently. She thought to herself, "I must defeat this arrogant woman!"

The two men exchanged polite greetings and then began to fight.

Jiang Suihuan immediately attacked with all his might, brandishing his whip and attacking Nangong Yan. Nangong Yan nimbly dodged and counterattacked with her sword. The two fought back and forth, the battle was inextricable.

However, because Nangong Yan started practicing late, she is only at the peak of the initial stage, and her strength is far inferior to Jiang Suihuan. Jiang Suihuan seized the opportunity and used a special skill to knock Nangong Yan to the ground.

But Jiang Suihuan didn't want to let her go. Instead, he showed a malicious smile and deliberately used words to provoke Nangong Yan: "Why? Did Uncle Ouyang only teach you the basics? You are such a useless inferior!"

Hearing this, Nangong Yan was so angry that she spat out a mouthful of blood. However, she still stubbornly used her sword to support her body, and stood up with difficulty, glaring at Jiang Suihuan: "Senior sister, please don't look down on me. I can still fight!"

Seeing Nangong Yan was so unconvinced, Jiang Suihuan showed a smug smile on his face, and the whip in his hand could not wait to whip Nangong Yan.

Meanwhile, in the stands, Ouyang Qingzheng's face was gloomy, his fists clenched. He watched his protégé being beaten helplessly by Jiang Suihuan, his heart filled with anger and dissatisfaction. However, his second senior brother suddenly grasped his shoulder and sarcastically said, "Junior brother, are you feeling sorry for your protégé? Alas, without any experience, it will be difficult for him to improve his cultivation."