Quick Wear: I Fulfill the Wish of Cannon Fodder

On the third day of the competition, someone finally sat down in the spectator seats at Tianji Mansion.

This attracted the disciples of various sects and Ouyang Qing to look over frequently, but everyone in the Tianji Palace was wearing a black robe and their faces could not be seen clearly.

Before Nangong Yan went on stage, Ouyang Qing stopped her and told her to surrender if she couldn't win, because he had a bad feeling today. You know, a cultivator's sixth sense is very effective.

Nangong Yan, however, thought that her master cared too much about her, and was delighted. When she heard the host calling her name, she picked up her sword and flew onto the stage.

Her opponent was wearing a mask and holding a long whip. This person was Jiang Suihuan. With Su Lan's help, he also repaired his dantian and could practice.

In the past two or three years, apart from entering the Tianji Palace, she has been practicing diligently. Now her realm is one level higher than the heroine.

The more Nangong Yan looked at her figure, the more familiar it seemed. She felt apprehensive and asked directly, "Which sect are you from? Why don't you tell me your name? And what are your weapons..."

"Hahahaha, why didn't Junior Sister Nangong just ask me if I was Jiang Suihuan?" Under the horrified gaze of the heroine, Jiang Suihuan took off his mask.

"No," Nangong Yan couldn't hold the sword steady, and it fell to the ground with a clang, and she kept backing away. "Impossible, you're dead, why are you looking for me?"

Nangong Yan's shouting caused the people on the other competition platforms to pause their competition, and Ouyang Qing was the first to notice that something was wrong with Nangong Yan. He flew down from the spectator seats and landed steadily in front of Nangong Yan.

"What's the matter? Yan'er?"

"Master, look, there's a ghost! Jiang Suihuan has come back to seek revenge on us!"

Nangong Yan felt safe only after she grabbed Ouyang Qing's sleeve. She pointed at Jiang Suihuan, who was looking disgusted, and asked her master to look over there.

Ouyang Qing only remembered Jiang Suihuan at this moment. He reconciled the pink-dressed woman in front of him with his memory from three years ago. He looked at her sinisterly, and summoned the magic sword with his right hand, intending to kill Jiang Suihuan with one strike while no one was paying attention.

But the idea was good. When he swung his sword, another golden sword knocked Ouyang Qing's sword away. At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on these few people.

"Elder Ouyang is so bold that he actually wants to harm people in public!"

A figure from the Tianji Mansion's viewing area also flew onto the stage. Su Lan lifted the hood of her black robe, and the Hun Tian Sword also protected her and Jiang Suihuan.

"Oh, how come I didn't know that a young disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect was actually an elder of the Tianji Palace?"

Ouyang Qing protected Nangong Yan behind him, both to protect her and because he was afraid that she would say something wrong.

"That's easy. The Palace Master of Tianji Mansion is my senior sister, and I'm also at the Creation Realm. How can I not be worthy of the position of elder?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the leaders and disciples of various sects were stunned. They looked at the young girl in front of them in disbelief, their faces full of shock and confusion.

"What? She actually has the cultivation level of the Creation Realm? How is this possible!"

"A fourteen-year-old in the Creation Realm is simply unheard of!"

"Is she bragging? How can she have such a high level of cultivation at such a young age?"

Everyone was talking about it, and some even began to doubt whether Su Lan really had such strength. Some people who were familiar with the Spirit Sword Sect immediately ran to Elder Qin Min, hoping to get more information.

However, at this moment, Nangong Yan on the competition stage suddenly pointed at Su Lan and said loudly: "How could you reach the Fate Realm at the age of fourteen? Sister, why have you become so hypocritical?"

Her voice was sharp and piercing, full of anger and dissatisfaction. Obviously, she did not believe Su Lan's words and thought she was just exaggerating.

Facing Nangong Yan's questioning, Su Lan did not speak, but just looked at her quietly. Then, she slowly raised her right hand, and a powerful spiritual power instantly condensed on her palm.

Then, she swung forward suddenly, and the spiritual power swept towards Nangong Yan like a gust of wind.

Nangong Yan only felt a huge force coming towards her. She had no time to react and was hit hard by the spiritual power.

The next moment, she flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and Nangong Yan fell directly to the ground, looking miserable. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her face was as pale as paper.

Ouyang Qing was horrified when he saw this. He hadn't expected Su Lan to actually attack, and to do so with such brutality. He hurried forward to help Nangong Yan up, a flash of anger in his eyes.

"Su Lan, how dare you attack my disciple!"

He glared at Su Lan and said in a cold voice.

However, Su Lan remained silent, only looking at him coldly. Her eyes revealed a kind of indifference and disdain, as if she didn't take Ouyang Qing seriously at all.

"Su Lan, you ungrateful bastard, I'm your biological sister, and you've reached such a high level of cultivation, yet you've never helped me?"

Nangong Yan's words made the whole audience boil.

Su Lan took out two chairs from the space and asked Jiang Suihuan to sit and watch. After all, this scene would be very long.

When everyone was puzzled by Su Lan's behavior, suddenly, a voice with spiritual power sounded: "Good morning everyone, I am Su Lan, the elder deacon of Tianji Palace. I came to the Immortal Sect Competition only to judge the sinners. Now let everyone watch some good shows." The voice spread throughout the venue, and everyone's eyes were focused on Su Lan.

As Su Lan finished speaking, the first image stone began to vibrate and slowly flew into the air after receiving spiritual energy. Su Lan also cast a transparent barrier around it to prevent any external interference or damage to the image stone.

The first scene unfolded before everyone's eyes, causing an immediate uproar and exclamations. Surprisingly, it turned out to be an erotic painting! The figures in the painting were so clearly visible that it made people blush and their hearts beat faster.

"Look, isn't that Elder Ouyang?" someone exclaimed.

"That woman must be his direct disciple. I just saw him defending her on the stage. So this is the kind of relationship they have." Another person echoed.

Everyone present suddenly felt their worldviews shattered. In the cultivation world, master-disciple love has always been regarded as an unspeakable illicit relationship, and the scene at this moment was even more jaw-dropping.

Especially since Ouyang Qing was over a hundred years old, and the female disciple was only sixteen years old, the age gap made this relationship particularly eye-catching.

After seeing this scene, Ouyang Qing's face turned extremely ugly, and a strong sense of anger and shame surged in his heart.

He wanted to destroy the photo stone immediately, but unfortunately, no matter how he used his spiritual power to summon fireballs to hit the photo stone, they were blocked by the barrier set up by Su Lan in advance and could not cause any effect on it.

Ouyang Qing was so angry that he could only point at Su Lan and yell, "Bitch, how dare you make up the relationship between me and your sister?" He then yelled at the disciples of the Hall of Longevity.

"These images were all made up by this demon girl. How could she be at the Fate Realm at the age of fourteen? Maybe she was possessed by the old monster. Quick, join me in attacking that image stone."

But no one took action, they just silently looked at the photo stone and the situation on the field.

All the disciples of the Hall of Eternal Life who came to participate in this competition were geniuses, yet they had to give in to the disciple of the number one immortal in the sect in every way, and they felt angry but could not vent it.

In the long run, how could these disciples possibly obey Ouyang Qing's orders?

Su Lan sat and watched as people on the scene discussed their illicit love affair, and some were even recording it with photo stones. This was the gossip about Ouyang Qing, the number one immortal.

As the scene progressed from pornographic pictures to the two of them being ambiguous and frequently holding hands and showing affection in various places in the Hall of Eternal Life, the system prompted that the male protagonist's protagonist halo had dropped to 40%.

Very good, the first mentor-disciple love drama is about to end.

Su Lan took out the second photo stone from the space. When Ouyang Qing noticed it, he wanted to snatch it. Just as he got to Su Lan's side, Su Lan, who was faster, kicked him in the chest, sending Ouyang Qing flying several meters away.