After she entered the book, she just wanted to live with her

In a lively atmosphere, the Immortal Cultivation Competition kicked off with the personal presence of the Emperor of Ao Yun Kingdom.

As the first rays of light in the morning began to shine, the auditorium was already packed with people.

This conference not only brought together the three major sects, but also attracted the distinguished figures of the four major families in the Four Treasures Holy Land.

Their arrival undoubtedly added more highlights and suspense to this competition.

Twenty-four arenas built of black stone lay across the vast venue like giant dragons.

In the center of the square, a huge altar formed by pure spiritual power stands tall.

On the altar, several highly respected and accomplished immortal masters were performing a solemn and sacred ceremony.

In the center of the auditorium, high steps are like a ladder to heaven, leading everyone's eyes to climb upwards.

At the highest point, a golden throne shines like an emperor's crown. It is the exclusive seat of Emperor Ao Yun, symbolizing supreme authority and glory.

On the lower left side of the emperor's throne, the seats of the three major sects are arranged in order, and each chair is engraved with the unique emblem of each sect.

On the lower right side of the throne are the locations of the four major families of the Four Treasures Holy Land, and are also engraved with the family emblems of their respective families - the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise, the totems of the four sacred beasts.

Following a melodious and deep bell ringing, the entire venue instantly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the golden throne.

Emperor Ao Yun slowly stood up. His voice was like the sound of nature, penetrating every corner and announcing the official start of the conference.

The 572 immortal cultivators participating in this competition will decide their opponents by drawing lots. The winner will enter the next round of the journey, while the loser can only exit with regret.

Shen Daixing drew the number 520, which means her game will be scheduled in the afternoon.

"How is the heroine's cultivation?" Shen Daixing asked secretly in her heart.

"The early stage of transformation." 211 said calmly.

"No more playing, let's go."

Is the transformation of the spirit now a common thing?

"If you don't have great talent and your cultivation speed isn't fast, how can you stand out and be chosen by the Immortal Venerable? The opponents in the competition aren't arranged according to their cultivation level."

Upon hearing this, Shen Daixing paused, turned around and sat down quietly, her eyes once again fixed on the competition on the ring.

"The woman on the stage number 211 is the heroine Shen Qingshuang." said lightly.

Shen Daixing frowned slightly. The name seemed familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it.

She looked intently and saw that Shen Qingshuang on the ring had a delicate and flawless face, skin whiter than snow, lips that were naturally red, and a pair of sparkling eyes. She was truly a beautiful woman given by God.

Although the distance was a bit far, Shen Daixing could still feel Shen Qingshuang's extraordinary temperament.

Just like the name suggests, she is cold, proud and frosty, as if she is not interested in competing with the world, but she inadvertently reveals a sharp edge.

Her opponent was a tall man with a fierce face.

He obviously did not expect Shen Qingshuang to be so powerful and thought she was just an over-praised vase.

So, at first he didn't take Shen Qingshuang seriously, but soon he was overwhelmed by Shen Qingshuang's agility and precise attacks.

Shen Qingshuang's movements were graceful and smooth. She didn't seem to be using her full strength, but she had already put her opponent in an embarrassing situation and had the upper hand.

Her white dress fluttered in the wind like a blooming flower, forming a sharp contrast with her opponent's embarrassment.

Her opponent was forced to retreat again and again. Finally, Shen Qingshuang defeated her opponent with a beautiful blow and won the victory.

There was no trace of smugness or pride on her face. She simply retracted her sword calmly, as if all this was within her expectations.

At the same moment, Gu Yuyuan watched Shen Qingshuang's ring match in silence, with no ripples in his heart.

He had no intention of accepting any disciples, so it would be useless even if Shen Qingshuang won first place.

He knew the rumors that he was taking in a disciple, but he just didn't bother to pay attention to them.

Shen Qingshuang has quite a few supporters, and the sound of cheers and applause for her echoes above the arena, surging like a tide.

Ten years ago, half a year after Xiaowu disappeared, Shen Qingshuang came to Wuji Sect.

She possessed a natural spiritual root and wanted to become a disciple of Jade Abyss Immortal Venerable, the number one in the world of immortal cultivation, but was rejected.

Despite this, she was not discouraged. Under Ye Xun's arrangement, she stayed in Wuji Sect to practice and lived in Yunsu Peak.

In addition to the sect's attention, her beauty that became more and more outstanding as she grew up, her extremely high talent and cultivation, and her status as a descendant of a famous family all made her the focus of everyone's attention.

No one dislikes her. She is like a shining pearl in the sect, emitting dazzling light.

Not only the people from the sect cheered her on, but also her family - the Suzaku family of the Four Treasures Sanctuary.

In her early years, she was even featured in Xiuxian Daily and became a popular figure.

Shen Daixing listened silently to the information 211 gave them, and couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Isn't the aura of this heroine too strong?"

I have a definition of what it means to win the first place this time. It's simply a battle between an ordinary person and a heartthrob.

She crossed her legs and said nonchalantly, "Why didn't destiny give her a thunder spirit root? Wouldn't that be more powerful?"

"Do you think thunder spirit roots are cabbages?" 211 retorted.

Upon hearing this, Shen Daixing was speechless, and the boomerang stabbed her again.

Thunder Spirit Root is an extremely rare qualification for cultivating immortals, and not everyone can possess it.

"If I fight her, who has a better chance of winning?"

"You are naturally stronger than your opponent, but don't underestimate your enemy," 211 warned.

"I know. The heroine's halo alone is enough to overshadow me."

Well, it’s enough to know what the heroine looks like. There’s no need to watch the following ring match.

So she glanced in the direction of Gu Yuyuan who was in a high position.

She hadn't seen him for a long time, and he was still so cool and handsome, dressed in mourning clothes, oh no, white clothes were whiter than snow.

She was vaguely thinking of Gu Yuyuan in another time and space. She wondered if he was doing well after his cultivation was restored.

Gu Yuyuan seemed to sense a prying gaze, which made him vaguely unhappy. No one likes to be peeped at.

This man was too bold. He tried to find the owner of that gaze.

However, when he was about to find it, the man withdrew his gaze.

Shen Daixing no longer looked at Yu Yuan, but turned her gaze to the heroine Shen Qingshuang.

She walked down the stage calmly and reunited with her fellow disciples. Everyone was smiling, as if they were congratulating her.

The heroine has already been beaten, what else is there to watch.

Shen Daixing was bored and planned to leave the venue and go back to practice.

She will have to rely on her superb acting skills to survive the subsequent competitions.

As she walked down the corridor, she bumped into someone head-on.

"Don't you have eyes?" The person who was hit was a man, and he couldn't help but scold.

The boy thought that it was another person who deliberately threw himself into his arms, and there was a hint of displeasure in his tone.

Shen Daixing looked up and saw a handsome young man standing in front of her. He was well dressed and had an extraordinary aura.

However, when he saw her beautiful face, he couldn't help but stand there in a daze. The servant following behind him, who originally wanted to scold her, also fell silent.

Shen Daixing said "sorry" lightly and prepared to leave.

The young man finally came to his senses, his face feeling a little hot, and he stammered, "I am sorry, no, don't blame the girl."

Shen Daixing nodded slightly, said nothing more, walked around the man in front of her, and left the venue.

The man stood there, watching Shen Daixing's back, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity arose in his heart.

"Young Prince, are we still going to watch the competition?" The servant beside him asked cautiously, breaking the silence.

The man came back to his senses and nodded slightly, "Let's go."

He turned and left, but couldn't help but recall the scene just now in his heart. Who is she?