Oh my god! I've become the vicious female supporting character's brother.

Yu Xiangwan looked at his master's somewhat distant eyes and frowned slightly.

Why is Master's gaze the same as the one Elder Xia Yunlang gave him just now?

It seemed as if she was looking at someone through him.

Is it the eldest brother?

Yu Xiangwan sighed as he looked at his master's dazed look and reminded him.

"Master?"

Ning Yu came back to his senses, with no abnormality on his face. He looked at Yu Xiangwan and Ye Zhenan and said something that didn't match the cold tone.

"Of course I will come to watch your competition with Xiao Qi."

Yu Xiangwan knew that his master had rushed back just to watch the competition between him and Ye Zhenan, and he felt happy but also hesitant.

Although he was very happy that Master rushed back to watch the competition, but was Master's business done?

Didn’t Master say at that time that the return date was uncertain?

"Master sent me a message a year ago, saying that he had something important to do down the mountain. Has Master finished it?"

Ning Yu looked natural when he heard this, without any abnormality.

"I will leave the mountain after this sect competition is over."

What you mean is that it’s not finished yet, so you rushed back to watch them compete?

Even someone as indifferent as Ye Zhen'an couldn't help but glance sideways when he heard that.

It’s just a competition, is it worth coming back all the way?

Seeing that the master didn't say anything more, Yu Xiangwan and Ye Zhen'an didn't ask any more questions.

Now the second round of competition is over.

Several people returned to their residence.

Yu Xiangwan was not stupid enough to ask his master directly about his senior brother.

The sect is very secretive about the eldest brother's past, and I guess they don't allow others to find out.

If it didn't affect him, he wouldn't ask easily.

Now there was no hostility in Elder Xia Yunlang's eyes when he looked at him and Ye Zhen'an.

So he put the matter of his senior brother behind him.

As soon as he returned to the small bamboo house, he sat cross-legged and started practicing. Now his strength was still low, so improving his cultivation was the first priority.

As for the rest.

He will always know when he should know. If he knows when he shouldn't know, and it is disadvantageous to him, he will not be able to keep the secret and may even die because of it.

So, just let it be.

Before we knew it, it was the third round of competition.

During this period, except for the first round where they carried out the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Golden Core Stage at the same time, the rest of the time they were carried out alternately.

When the Foundation Establishment disciples competed, the Golden Core disciples rested; when the Golden Core disciples competed, the Foundation Establishment disciples rested.

When Yu Xiangwan and his companions arrived at the arena, they were surrounded by a sea of ​​people.

As he passed by the crowd, Yu Xiangwan suddenly heard the clear voice of a young girl.

"elder brother."

Yu Xiangwan stopped and looked at the crowd behind him in confusion.

One of the girls was dressed in white, with clear eyes and a graceful look as she moved. Her watery eyes were now looking at him cautiously like a frightened deer.

Yu Xiangwan took a look and didn't recognize him.

Ye Zhen'an also took a look and recognized him.

The girl walked forward, looked at Yu Xiangwan, and wanted to call him brother, but suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Just now, in a hurry, his mouth was faster than his brain and he said it out loud. Now he was a little confused and speechless.

Yu Xiangwan looked carefully at the girl in front of him who was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind, and I suddenly remembered the little girl curled up at the foot of the wall in the heavy snow.

Apart from Yu Jiaoyue, if there was anyone else in Fuyao Sect who called him brother, it would be only one person.

So Yu Xiangwan spoke tentatively.

"Manman?"

Qin Manman smiled when she heard that, and her expression became much more natural when she saw that Yu Xiangwan recognized her.

"Senior Brother Xiang Wan..."

"Can I continue to call you brother?"

Yu Xiangwan really didn't recognize Qin Manman at first. After all, when he brought her to Fuyao Sect, the little girl was very small, with bruises all over her body and face, and her original appearance was impossible to recognize.

A thin and small one.

I didn't expect that after just a few years, he has grown so big.

The willows are graceful and elegant.

After all, she was the girl he brought back personally, and Yu Xiangwan couldn't bear to refuse her.

"You can call me whatever you want."

Qin Manman was happier after hearing this, and her voice was clear and crisp.

"Thank you, brother."

Yu Xiangwan looked at the beautiful and graceful girl in front of him.

Suddenly he remembered the thin but stubborn and strong little girl, who told him firmly and confidently that she also wanted to enter the inner gate.

His eyes subconsciously looked at the jade pendant on Qin Manman's waist.

Purple.

Menial disciple.

Qin Manman naturally noticed Yu Xiangwan's gaze, and naturally remembered her arrogant words when she first arrived at Fuyao Sect. She felt a little embarrassed, and subconsciously wanted to cover the purple jade token on her waist that represented a menial disciple.

Yu Xiangwan did not feel disappointed, nor did he think that Qin Manman's original statement of wanting to enter the inner gate was a fantasy.

However, Qin Manman has only been practicing in the sect for a few years. Even if she is talented, how can she possibly defeat those menial disciples who have practiced for decades as soon as she enters the sect?

Yu Xiangwan also understood the difficulties faced by menial disciples in becoming outer disciples.

That is like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, extremely difficult.

Yu Xiangwan saw Qin Manman's embarrassment and couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her head like he did when he first brought Qin Manman back to Fuyao Sect.

"Manman is already great."

After all, menial disciples have a lot of work to do, and they have very few resources and time for cultivation.

It was not easy for Qin Manman to use her spare time to cultivate to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Qin Manman's eyes turned red when she heard this, and her voice was a little choked.

"Thank you, brother."

Yu Jiaoyue saw from afar that her brother was talking to a pure and gentle girl, while her brother Zhen'an was standing aside with a unhappy look on his face.

So he walked forward, looked at Yu Xiangwan, and called out softly.

"elder brother?"

Yu Xiangwan saw Yu Jiaoyue coming and introduced them to the two of them.

"This is Qin Manman."

"This is my sister, Yu Jiaoyue."

Yu Jiaoyue had heard her brother talk about Qin Manman a long time ago, but this was the first time she saw her.

Qin Manman naturally also knew Yu Jiaoyue.

Only after entering the Fuyao Sect did she realize what kind of status the young man who saved her from danger held in the Fuyao Sect.

It made her feel so far away, as if any moment of interaction was as unreal as a dream.

Yu Jiaoyue and Qin Manman greeted each other.

Seeing that the two little girls got along harmoniously, Yu Xiangwan left with Ye Zhenan.

They are men after all, and it is always easier for girls to talk to each other.

When Ye Zhen'an saw Yu Jiaoyue pulling Qin Manman away as if she was familiar with him, his expression improved a little.

Yu Xiangwan was so busy chatting with Qin Manman that he didn't pay much attention to Ye Zhenan, so he didn't notice the slight change on his face.

Half an hour later.

The voice of the elder in charge of Fuyao Sect spread to every corner of the place.

"Now is the final round of the Foundation Establishment Stage disciples' competition."

“You don’t have teammates this time.

The order and opponents of the competitions are determined by drawing lots. Those who draw the same numbered jade lot will stand on the five competition platforms according to their numbers.

"The rules are the same as usual. Except for your own magical weapon, you cannot use magical weapons above the Earth Rank. You cannot destroy other people's foundations or harm their lives."

After listening to the words of the elder in charge, Yu Xiangwan was still wondering when to go on stage to draw lots.

It will probably take a while for so many people to draw lots.

Who knew that just as he was thinking this, he saw two hundred jade sticks suddenly appear in the hands of the elder in charge, and they gathered in the air in an instant.

It was like the surging wind and clouds, being disrupted and then remixed, so fast that it was difficult to see clearly.

After a while, the two hundred jade sticks split into two hundred pieces and floated in different directions on the stands, heading towards the two hundred disciples sitting in various places.

Yu Xiangwan looked at the jade stick floating in front of him, raised his fingertips slightly, and the jade stick fell into his palm.