I woke up to find myself as the villain's older sister.

Helpless, Yun Qingyi could only continue creating her flashy but useless skills.

Blue and purple light swirled on the stage, dazzling the disciples below.

"Wow!"

"Uncle Qingyi and Uncle Qingrou are really amazing!"

"So many skills were used, yet Martial Aunt Qingrou is completely unharmed. It's truly astonishing!"

"Sister-Master Qingyi is the same; she remained calm in the face of danger, showing no reaction even when enveloped by a large cloud of water mist. She's incredibly powerful!"

……

Ah Rou, stop fooling around.

Yun Qingyi gestured to Yun Qingrou with her eyes again.

"Sister, I suddenly realized something before I went on stage," Yun Qingrou whispered to Yun Qingyi as she continued her sword dance.

Yun Qingyi: What is it?

Yun Qingrou turned her sword and moved closer to Yun Qingyi again: "Why must there be a winner and a loser?"

Yun Qingyi suddenly had a flash of inspiration and stared into Yun Qingrou's eyes.

Yun Qingrou was also looking at her, and they both found the answer in each other's eyes.

It ended in a draw.

In this way, one can effortlessly conceal one's true strength with flashy moves and achieve a win-win situation.

However, while the disciples below the stage are alright, are the masters and senior brothers on the stage really that easy to fool?

Besides, if it ends in a draw this time, what if Master says to continue the competition another day?

After much deliberation, Yun Qingyi decided to do as Yun Qingrou suggested. They had already been acting for so long; what if it worked out?

Even if there's another competition later, that's a matter for later.

Having figured it out, Yun Qingyi's moves became even more flamboyant, focusing on a dazzling array of moves that no one could understand.

After more than an hour, the match ended when both sides simultaneously struck each other's vital points.

At that moment, the entire training ground was completely silent. The disciples below the stage were stunned, and the masters and senior brothers on the platform were also bewildered.

The elder presiding over the competition was at a loss for how to judge the outcome and looked at the sect leaders with difficulty.

The two deputy sect leaders and several peak masters also looked at Ci Gui at the same time.

Ci Gui cleared his throat and said, "Since we can't determine a winner, let's have a tie for first place."

No one objected to this statement.

Those who couldn't understand it were dumbfounded; that was a cultivator who had been continuously unleashing large-scale spiritual energy skills for over an hour! A full hour!

This is absolutely incredible!

Who wins or loses is no longer important. They only have one thought now: to cultivate, to cultivate to the point of death!

This competition almost shattered their young hearts. They thought they were the pride of the nation, but they never expected that they couldn't even touch the tail of a true prodigy.

The proverb "diligence can make up for lack of talent" and "a slow bird has to start flying early" are always useful. In order not to become a real waste, a wave of cultivation has swept through the Xuanmiao Sect.

What a wonderful misunderstanding! The two people on the stage had no idea what the disciples of the Xuanmiao Sect were thinking at that moment.

Yun Qingrou winked happily at Yun Qingyi: See, I told you it was okay?

Not bad!

Yun Qingyi smiled and returned her a look.

"I hereby announce that the first place winners of this year's sect competition are Yun Qingyi and Yun Qingrou, the second place winner is Leng Zhan, and the third place winner is Gu Qiqing! The remaining rankings have already been published on the jade tablets of each disciple."

"With this, the once-in-a-decade sect competition has come to a successful conclusion!"

The elder's loud voice resounded throughout the entire martial arts arena. There were no further closing remarks or post-match speeches from any leaders. By the time the match ended, the three peak masters and the Lingfeng Sect Master on the podium had long since disappeared.

Ci Gui and Qing Yue didn't leave just to wait for Yun Qingyi and Yun Qingrou.

Regardless of whether their sect leader or peak master had left, the disciples in the training ground excitedly took out their jade tokens to check the weight list upon hearing that it would be posted on the jade token.

The so-called jade token is the one that represents identity in the storage ring given to Ci Guiyi at the beginning. The jade token can not only represent the identity of a Xuanmiao Sect disciple, but also receive various sect notices.

In addition to receiving sect notifications, the jade tablet also allows for the exchange of information with fellow disciples for convenient communication. Furthermore, the jade tablet also has a forum-like space where Xuanmiao Sect disciples frequently post their cultivation experiences or requests for help.

Yun Qingyi took out her jade pendant and looked at it. It was inlaid with purple jade, and the special golden runes on it were faintly visible.

Since I was either cultivating or sparring with Yun Qingrou and the others when I came here, I hadn't used this jade token much except for exchanging information.

She opened it and saw that the information on the jade pendant automatically appeared in the air, which no one but herself could see. Yun Qingyi swiped through the air to look at the list, glanced at it a few times, and then put the jade pendant away.

"Master and Uncle-Master." Yun Qingyi and Yun Qingrou ran over to Ci Gui and Qingyue.

As soon as they arrived, Sect Master Qingyue happily ruffled Yun Qingrou's hair.

"Our Qingrou is not only cute but also so amazing! You're so wonderful! Here's a little flower for you."

After saying that, she conjured a flower from who-knows-where and tucked it into Yun Qingrou's hair.

“Master…” Yun Qingrou was extremely helpless, but she didn’t want to spoil her mood, so she didn’t take it off even though she didn’t really like it.

Ci Gui, as always, remained calm and composed, like a delicate orchid, and said softly, "You've arrived."

But Yun Qingyi still noticed the curve of Ci Gui's lips, proving that he was in a good mood.

Yun Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't believe that he, an old man who had lived for over ten thousand years, could not see through his and Yun Qingrou's act of fooling people on stage.

Since Master thinks it's okay, then it's okay, hehe.

After nodding, Chao Cigui began to talk about the reward.

"The three thousand points will be directly credited to your jade token. You can exchange them at the Merit Pavilion if you wish. As for the Treasure Pavilion..."

Ci Gui paused, then took out a small, feather-shaped black token from his storage ring. "With this token, you can choose one item you desire from the treasure pavilion within seven days."

Yun Qingyi took the token and played with it curiously for a while. She turned her head to look at Yun Qingrou, who had also received the same token from the Qingyue Sect Master.

"Alright, that's all for now. I have to go." Ci Guiye ruffled Yun Qingyi's hair like Qingyue, his usually cool and indifferent face showing a hint of doting affection.

This completely stunned Qingyue, who was standing next to him.

"Okay. Goodbye, Master!" Yun Qingyi didn't feel anything. In fact, this was more normal. After spending so much time together, Ci Gui was already in her eyes a seemingly cold and indifferent person who was actually gentle and beautiful like an old father.

Seeing that he was about to leave, she happily said goodbye to him.

Watching Ci Gui's departing figure disappear into the air, a voice transmission appeared in his mind: "Although the rule is that you can only take one item, it doesn't matter if you take a few more. You can put them in the storage ring I gave you. Just be careful not to let the elders in the treasure pavilion find out."

After hearing the telepathic message in her mind, Yun Qingyi couldn't help but smile. Hehe, it's so good to have a master.

Seeing Ci Gui leave, the Qingyue Sect Master also remembered some things of his own and reluctantly (one-sidedly) bid farewell to Yun Qingrou.

After the two sect leaders left, Yun Qingyi also prepared to leave the martial arts arena with Yun Qingrou.

By this time, most of the people in the training ground had left; those who remained were there to spar and exchange skills with others.

As soon as they entered the martial arts arena, the two spotted a familiar figure.