System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

However, out of consideration for Senior Sister Qinglian's feelings, none of the third-generation disciples said much.

"Two consecutive wins, I have to say, my junior brother's strength is truly remarkable."

After Haoyue left the arena, he stood with his hands behind his back, a forced smile on his face, and looked at Wang Kaixuan, saying, "In that case, senior brother will come and experience junior brother's skills."

"Hmph." Wang Kaixuan was quite polite to the other senior brothers and sisters, but he showed no kindness to Haoyue.

It was precisely because of Wang Kaixuan's attitude that Haoyue's face instantly darkened. He subconsciously categorized Wang Kaixuan and Chen Xuan as the same kind of person.

"Since you're so confident, Junior Brother, how about we set the prize at 100 jin of Origin Liquid?" Haoyue looked at Wang Kaixuan calmly, but a hint of provocation flickered in her eyes. "I wonder if you dare to do it?"

"Hmph, are you afraid of me?!"

Wang Kaixuan was already short-tempered and harbored resentment towards Haoyue. Upon hearing this, he agreed without hesitation.

"Go choose your puppet!" Wang Kaixuan rubbed his hands together, staring intently at Haoyue's smug expression. He had already made up his mind that even if it meant exposing his supreme technique, he would teach this kid a lesson.

"Choose a puppet?"

Haoyue casually tossed the jade bottle containing a hundred catties of primordial liquid to the referee, then leaped up and flew straight onto the jade platform.

He flicked his finger, pointing at the snowflake puppet in the arena, and said nonchalantly, "To fight a new junior brother, not using the snowflake puppet is enough."

"Both sides place their bets: 100 jin of Origin Liquid!"

"Dragon Elephant Puppet vs. Snowflake Puppet!"

As soon as the referee puppet shouted these words, the expressions of the veteran disciples in the spectator stands all changed abruptly.

Even the faces of several leading figures among the third-generation disciples were extremely grim.

"A discussion with a new disciple, and the prize is set at a hundred catties of Origin Liquid? That's a year's worth of cultivation resources for a new disciple?"

"Yes, that would mean if a new disciple lost, they would definitely harbor resentment towards the older disciples, which..."

This matter originated with Haoyue, and the person behind Haoyue...

As a result, many of the third-generation disciples couldn't help but turn around and look at Senior Sister Qinglian, who felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

"Hmph!" Senior Sister Fengyue narrowed her eyes, looking at Haoyue who was showing off in the arena, and her sense of annoyance grew stronger.

Qinglian was being stared at strangely by the third-generation disciples. She felt a tightness in her chest, wanting to spit it out but unable to. She was extremely uncomfortable and muttered to herself, "Still so unpresentable, truly shameful!"

Clearly, Haoyue's actions have caused some resentment among the third-generation disciples.

After all, the matter of the Hall of Proving the Dao honing the spirit of new disciples is a matter of sect tradition, and is by no means something to be done arbitrarily. It has always been handled by the leading figures of each generation of disciples. If anything goes wrong during this process, the person responsible will inevitably be held accountable when the elders investigate.

However, although many senior disciples disliked Haoyue's actions, as the two puppets unleashed their power and engaged in fierce combat, they had to look at Haoyue with more respect.

Despite not being the most suitable puppet for him, he managed to unleash the Moonlit Sword Formation. Although its power was slightly inferior to that of the Nine Swords Puppet, it was still quite impressive.

……

at the same time.

On Beiming Peak, the stone door of the quiet room, which had been closed for nearly a month, slowly opened.

A young man with long, silvery hair cascading down his back, possessing an exceptionally handsome face and extraordinary temperament, strode out with steady steps.

"The gains from this seclusion are far greater than those from the three years of seclusion in Qushan." Chen Xuan took a deep breath of fresh air, walked out of the main hall, and came to the small courtyard.

It was midday, and the bright sunshine poured down, warming my skin and making me feel incredibly comfortable.

Just as Chen Xuan stepped out of the meditation room, a white streak of light, like lightning, rushed up from the foot of Beiming Peak and directly into Chen Xuan's arms.

"Master, after twenty-six days, you've finally emerged from seclusion?" Bai Li was as playful and lively as ever. She wrapped her jade-like arms tightly around Chen Xuan's neck, lowered her head slightly, and greedily inhaled the unique fragrance of merit emanating from Chen Xuan.

The quiet rooms in Xuanqing Palace are all equipped with isolation arrays, and the master and servant were truly separated for nearly a month during this seclusion.

Not only did Bai Li miss Chen Xuan terribly, but Chen Xuan also missed her dearly.

Chen Xuan smiled gently and wrapped his arms around Bai Li's slender waist, saying softly, "Master misses you very much too, Bai Li."

Upon hearing this, Bai Li's pretty face flushed slightly. She then landed on the ground and affectionately took Chen Xuan's hand, unwilling to let go even for a moment.

"Bai Li, has things been peaceful on Beiming Peak lately?"

Bai Li pondered for a moment, then said, "Master, yesterday a senior brother from the sect came to visit you. The puppet steward told him that you were still in seclusion, so he left."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan nodded slightly: "That's not surprising. It's been almost a month since we obtained the Trial Hall's method. The senior disciples are probably eager to discuss the Dao with us."

Upon hearing Chen Xuan mention this matter, Bai Li seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly reported it.

“Master, this morning, the descendant in charge of the spirit fields of Beiming Peak came to report that he saw a group of people walking out of Burial Mountain, among them Senior Brother Kaixuan.” Bai Li tried hard to recall the contents of the descendant’s report and said it word for word.

"Oh?" Chen Xuan was slightly surprised and murmured, "This kid actually went to the Hall of Proof of the Dao on his own without waiting for me to come out of seclusion."

"Master, shall we go take a look?"

Seeing Bai Li's expectant eyes, Chen Xuan reached out and gently rubbed her head, saying with a smile, "No, let's wait a little longer. I believe this challenge won't be too long."