After being read by the mind, my apprentice wanted to rebel

After hesitating at the door for a while, Lin Xian'er slipped in. When she saw Xie Qijun lying there with a pale face, she quickly exchanged for a high-level healing pill and force-fed it to him with her spiritual power.

How did this person get injured so badly? Did he steal last night?

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Xie Qijun coughed. Lin Xian'er quickly brought him the spiritual spring water and gently fed it to him.

"Master, what time is it now?" Xie Qijun said hoarsely.

Looking at the sky outside, "It's almost the hour of You," Lin Xian'er thought for a while, "You have a good rest, I'll go and sign up." If she really didn't go, she didn't know what the Sword Sect would do.

"I'll go with you," Xie Qijun tried to get up. He was worried about Lin Xian'er going alone. This guy was simple-minded and easily deceived. Of course, the most important thing was that he was very good at causing trouble.

"No need, just rest well, Master will take care of it," Lin Xian'er forcefully pressed Xie Qijun down and told him to have a good rest. She was not a capitalist, so he should just rest well if he was injured.

After explaining things to Xie Qijun, Lin Xian'er went out alone. When she arrived at the Jianzong registration area, she happened to see the Jianzong staff preparing to pack up and leave. She rushed over and said, "Wait, wait, I haven't registered yet, please register for me."

"My friend, registration has ended," the staff member said directly. Being late for such an important competition shows that he does not take it seriously. There is no need for him to waste any more time.

"Can't sign up anymore? The Sword Sect sent an invitation letter to Xiaoyun Sect's Lin Xian'er and Xie Qijun to sign up for this competition. Unexpectedly, they were delayed by something and can't register. What a shame," Lin Xian'er said, secretly happy. This way, she could go back to the sect directly. "Just follow the rules, my fellow immortals. I'll leave now and won't bother you anymore."

Xiaoyun Sect? The staff had received instructions from Elder He early in the morning to ensure that the two people from Xiaoyun Sect successfully registered. He chased after them and said, "My fellow immortal, we in the Sword Sect are not unreasonable people. Although you are late, we are willing to give you fellow immortals a chance. After all, everyone has worked hard to come here, and we cannot let you down." After saying this, he immediately picked up a pen and paper and wrote down the names of Lin Xian'er and Xie Qijun.

The staff completed the process in one go, registering, signing, stamping, putting away the paper and pen, and leaving.

Lin Xian'er was speechless. Was it necessary to be so quick? She had originally planned to give her name. She wouldn't be able to register, but at least it would prove she'd been there, so the Sword Sect couldn't use it to cause trouble. Unexpectedly, the staff member signed her up so quickly. She was about to argue that no exceptions could be made. Having successfully registered, Lin Xian'er returned to the inn.

"Disciple, how is your injury? Can you still participate tomorrow?" Lin Xian'er asked with concern. She didn't know what kind of opponent she would meet tomorrow. She had to exchange more weapons in her space ring, and then tell everyone she met: "Oh, my third senior brother loves me so much that he always gives me so many magic weapons. It's really distressing."

Lin Xian'er's medicine is very useful. "Master, I will recuperate for another night. I will be fine tomorrow. I will participate in the competition on time and will not bring disgrace to the sect." Xie Qijun was tricked again this time. He must kill Qi Ling'er.

Well, the hero has his own ideas, so Lin Xian'er will ignore him. The next morning, Xie Qijun appeared at Lin Xian'er's door on time. Did she oversleep again and still not get up? After knocking a few times, a voice came from inside.

After packing up, Lin Xian'er followed Xie Qijun to the competition site. On the way, passing a casino, Lin Xian'er took a deep breath and asked, "Disciple, are you sure?"

Xie Qijun didn't understand what he meant. "Master, do you want me to win this competition?"

Lin Xian'er patted his shoulder solemnly and said, "Master, the fate of me and the sect depends on you." She strode to the gambling table and said, "I'm betting on Xie Qijun of the Xiaoyun Sect. Five thousand spirit stones."

[Host, are you crazy? Even though he's the male protagonist, you shouldn't put your worth on him.]

"What do you know? I want to join in too. I'll clear out everything that's blocking my path. My disciple is guaranteed to win. I'll win the money, and he'll win the sword. What a perfect ending, hahahahahahahaha." Lin Xian'er collected the betting ticket, her heart ecstatic. She was completely oblivious to the group of people around her looking at her like she was a fool.

Everyone knew the hottest names this time were Jiang Qinghe of the Sword Sect, Qi Ling'er of the Medicine King Valley, Yao Jingxing of the Weapon Alliance, Long Zhan of the Magnolia Sect, and several other disciples from major sects. This guy actually suppressed a nobody, and his extravagant spending was truly a case of the evil rich.

Listening to Lin Xian'er's inner thoughts, Xie Qijun wanted to lose the game directly for a moment to make her plan fail, but then he gave up.

At the competition, each contestant looked at their opponents. And in a room in the inner arena, "Are you ready?"

"Don't worry, Elder He, I won't let that bitch go," Li Sen will make that woman pay the price.

Elder He took out a pill and said, "This is a high-level pill that can help you improve your cultivation. That woman has reached the Nascent Soul stage anyway. Although you have advanced to the early Nascent Soul stage during this period, your foundation is not stable after all. Be careful during the competition." That damn woman caused him to suffer damage to his muscles and bones, and he must kill her in this competition.

Li Sen took the pill with joy and was extremely excited for Elder He. He would not let Elder He down.

The arrival of Lin Xian'er and the other two barely attracted the attention of most people. Soon, someone at the top of the stands spoke up and said, "Thank you all for coming all the way here. We won't waste any more of your time. Let's get started according to the draw results."

The first few rounds passed quickly, and Lin Xian'er almost fell asleep when she suddenly heard, "Next match, Li Sen from the Sword Sect will face Lin Xian'er from the Xiaoyun Sect. Please come on stage."

Xie Qijun looked at the man on the stage. It was him. "Master, it's your turn." He was not worried that Lin Xian'er would lose, but just wanted to make sure that her special abilities would not be discovered.

Lin Xian'er nodded and calmly jumped onto the stage. She still had to maintain her cool demeanor.

"Bitch, you didn't expect that you would fall into my hands. Even if you beg for mercy now, I will not let you go." After saying that, Li Sen drew his sword and rushed forward.

Lin Xian'er dodged Li Sen's attack, took out a hammer from the space ring, and smashed it down. Boom, the ground cracked directly.

The people below looked at the spiritual weapon in Lin Xian'er's hand in shock. Many people knew Lin Xian'er before, but suddenly saw her take out a spiritual weapon that was completely inconsistent with her usual image. They almost popped their eyes out. Which idiot gave such a spiritual weapon to a soft little girl? It was quite shocking.

Although Li Sen dodged Lin Xian'er's hammer, he was still affected by the aftermath, causing damage to his internal organs. He covered the damaged area and asked, "High-level spiritual weapon?"

In the world of immortal cultivation, spiritual tools are generally ranked from one to nine, and above that are high-level spiritual tools, immortal tools, and divine tools.

Many people felt the power emanating from Lin Xian'er's hammer and instantly knew that it was a high-level spiritual weapon. They were extremely excited and thought, if only they could seize this weapon...

On the Sword Sect's stand, Elder He glared at Lin Xian'er with jealousy and resentment. Why? As an elder of the Sword Sect, he didn't have a high-level spiritual weapon. How could Lin Xian'er, a small sect, have one? It must have been obtained at the ruins last time. Damn woman, if it wasn't her, he would definitely be able to get it too. Kill her, she didn't deserve it.

Xie Qijun held his forehead with his hand. Doesn’t this stupid woman Lin Xian’er know how to use a common weapon? She is so high-profile. How will this end?

Li Sen, who was in the stands, wanted to watch again, but suddenly received a signal from Elder He, took out the pill in his arms and swallowed it. In an instant, his aura surged, and he was directly promoted to the early stage of the Spiritualization Realm. "Hahahaha, Lin Xian'er, give me your life."

Countless violent sword intentions rushed towards Lin Xian'er.

Xie Qijun couldn't help but want to rush up to save Lin Xian'er. No, she couldn't die. The ordinary people present didn't know why Li Sen's aura suddenly changed, but they could feel his strength and couldn't help but look at Lin Xian'er with worry.

Besides the independent cultivators, the other immortal cultivators, including high-ranking officials from various factions, looked down with unfriendly expressions. Among them, Yao Aofeng, leader of the Weapon Alliance, even directly questioned Chen Ping, leader of the Sword Sect, "Shouldn't your sect explain the situation regarding the Berserk Pill?"