One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

"Hahahaha! Young people, you're so energetic!" As this voice rang out, the old master and several other elderly people slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

He stopped and stood on the high platform, looking down at the many extraordinary young people present. Their spirited appearance reminded him of his own youth.

"Old Lu, do you still remember the Lu family compound, the time when Old Master Lu celebrated his birthday?"

"I remember, of course I remember, how could I forget? You broke my Reverse Life Triple Realm with just one slap back then."

High EQ: "You shattered my triple rebirth with just one slap."

Low emotional intelligence: "You slapped me and made me cry."

Lu Jin has truly mastered the art of the Chinese language.

“I remember back then, we were all so young. Time really flies…” Wang Ai said with a kind smile.

The man behind him, with a fierce face, a scar on his eye, and bangs covering half of his eye, Lü Ci, also said, "But... that's all in the past."

"The Celestial Master? And a few of the Ten Elders? They've all arrived..."

As soon as these elderly people appeared, all the young people present turned their attention to them, looking at these highly respected seniors.

"Yes...that's all in the past..."

Seeing that the group had quieted down, the old celestial master turned his gaze to Zhang Chulan, then to Jiang Bailan, and finally said, "Everyone... I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Apart from the routine sacrifices, the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony has always been an opportunity for us Qi cultivators to exchange skills and techniques. I understand your feelings, so I won't waste any more time. Let's begin!"

To make a long story short, the old Celestial Master waved his sleeve, and immediately disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion brought out several boxes, preparing for everyone to draw lots to determine the order of the competition.

"Please come forward one by one and draw your number."

Upon hearing the young Taoist priest's words, the crowd formed a long line and moved forward in an orderly fashion.

Jiang Bailan was greatly disappointed when she saw the obedient crowd. According to the plot of the novel, shouldn't there be a villain coming to slap Zhang Chulan in the face at this time?

Villain: "I may be bad, but I'm not stupid!"

Unfortunately, we didn't get to see the classic scene of someone showing off only to be slapped in the face. Before long, it was Jiang Bailan's turn to draw the prize.

Jiang Bailan glanced at the mahogany box on the table and suddenly had a sense of déjà vu. He immediately felt that this thing would be perfect for shady dealings.

It's like Schrödinger's lottery in a shopping mall in a past life—the kind where you could draw ten thousand times and still not win, while others would win the first prize on their first try.

"Is this the kid Lingyu was talking about?"

Looking at Jiang Bailan staring at the box, Lu Jin's eyes were filled with curiosity. He remembered what Zhang Lingyu had said: this guy's ability seemed to be able to transform his own Qi, which was the same as his Reverse Life Triple Transformation.

This inevitably caught the attention of Lu Jin, who had spent his life pursuing the third level of the Reverse Rebirth Triple Realm and wanted to cultivate himself back to the primordial Qi.

"Old Lu, don't worry, it's only the first day. And look at his eyes."

Not only the old Celestial Master, but also Lü Ci, Wang Ai and others beside him all cast glances into each other's eyes.

They figured it out in an instant.

"Is this the concealment of divine brilliance?"

"How could this happen to a junior?"

"Everyone, we are all practitioners. We should know that on the path of cultivation, we cannot judge people by their appearance. Only those with a calm and sincere heart can directly reach the Great Way."

Just as the old Celestial Master and the others were looking in their direction, Jiang Bailan's Observation Haki also sensed it, and he immediately looked up at them.

Their eyes met...

Lu Jin gave a kind smile.

Jiang Bailan thought that these old men probably had some serious illness, because they didn't look at the many hot young female superhumans around them, but instead stared at him.

And that tall, white-haired old man, what are you looking at and grinning about for no reason?

So what... being white-haired makes you so great?

Jiang Bailan reached out and touched the note, then casually picked it up and left.

Upon opening it, three large characters were clearly visible.

Looking at these three large characters, Jiang Bailan felt very awkward.

H1N1 horse.

Jiangniu Ma?

He suspected that someone was subtly criticizing him, but he had no evidence.

"Everyone... have you all seen what's written on your slips of paper?" After everyone had drawn their lots, the old master slowly began to explain the rules of the competition.

"Due to limited space, the Heavenly Stems will determine your order of entry into the competition. You will need four of each animal below the Heavenly Stems. If you draw the same animal, you will enter the competition together. Only one of the four will be able to advance to the next round of selection."

After listening to the old master's introduction, Jiang Bailan looked at the note in his hand—no, it should be the note about the flu—and fell silent.

By the way, which game is this again?

The old master spoke very clearly, but Jiang Bailan simply didn't understand.

Just as Jiang Bailan was deep in thought, a figure in a white shirt walked over and greeted her familiarly.

What did you draw?

"Ok?"

Jiang Bailan looked up and saw a handsome face and eyes narrowed into slits. She subconsciously asked, "Why don't you have eyes?"

Zhuge Qing: ? ? ?

Jiang Bailan naturally recognized Zhuge Qing, but he didn't understand why the other party wanted to find him!

With just one sentence, Jiang Bailan broke down Zhuge Qing's defenses, which also made Zhuge Qing understand why Zhang Lingyu left as soon as he saw the other party. He also wanted to leave now.

Do you even know how to have a conversation?

"I just have small eyes." She said, slowly opening her eyes and trying to make them as big as possible.

However, in Jiang Bailan's view, opening her eyes was the same as not opening them; it was truly "as if she were opening them."

Seeing that the other party did not reply, Zhuge Qing asked again, "What did you draw?"

"H1N1 horse".

"Jiang Niu Ma? What's going on at the Celestial Master's Mansion? Why would they write such an insulting note?"

江白澜：“(?9?5?9?3?9?5)气抖冷！”

Do you not understand human speech? It's "Hydrogen leukemia," not "Hydrogen leukemia"!

Do you have small eyes and poor hearing?

“It’s H1N1.” Jiang Bailan spoke again, repeating each word clearly, and only then did Zhuge Qing hear her clearly.

"What a coincidence! I also have H1N1..."

Zhuge Qing opened his hand, revealing a piece of paper in his palm, on which were written the three large characters "H1N1 Horse".

on purpose!

Must be intentional!

Jiang Bailan felt that Zhuge Qing was taking revenge on her for saying that his eyes were small.

"Brother Lan, what did you draw?"

In the distance, Zhang Chulan and his two companions walked over. Their opponents were all mediocre, and they wanted to see who Jiang Bailan's opponent was.

"Zhuge Qing?"

Feng Xingtong recognized the other person at a glance, and then saw the note in the other person's palm.

"Jiang Niu Ma?" Feng Baobao, standing to the side, looked at Jiang Bailan's note and said in broken Mandarin.

Chilling!

Jiang Bailan suddenly felt that it might be better not to participate in this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony...

On the contrary, Zhuge Qing found the other party very interesting and greeted him, "It's almost time. Jia Liu Ma is the first match, it's our turn to enter."

After speaking, he put on his suit jacket and gracefully walked into the area behind him.

Jiang Bailan composed himself and followed them inside. He decided to treat Zhuge Qing to some good juice later.