The female lead thought she had a "proud and arrogant" character script.

Today marks the start of the once-in-fifty-years Immortal Clan Grand Competition.

The major sects brought their disciples here, all hoping to achieve a good ranking in the Immortal Sect Competition. It's not just about reputation; the higher the ranking, the more resources the sect will receive.

Since the spiritual energy has drastically decreased a thousand years ago, spiritual plants have become scarce, and the cultivation world is lacking in resources. In order to prevent continuous wars over resources, a grand competition among immortal sects was established every fifty years to redistribute resources according to the rankings in the competition.

However, this method has a major drawback.

The rich get richer and the poor get poorer.

Resources are almost entirely monopolized by major sects, and smaller sects that cannot achieve a ranking can no longer survive. To this day, they can no longer even eke out a living.

The Seeking Immortals Sect has consistently held the top spot, and the resources it has acquired have nurtured the next generation of disciples who can also achieve the top spot. This cycle continues until now, only the Sword Inquiry Sect, which does not rely heavily on resources and focuses on sword cultivation, can rival the Seeking Immortals Sect.

However, the Sword-Seeking Sect, which specializes in only one subject, is still not as strong overall as the Immortal-Seeking Sect, which excels in all subjects.

From the moment Mo Wangqing embarked on the path of cultivation, he was always the "other people's child," used to being number one, but in the end, his own sect was always number two in the Immortal Sect Competition.

Given his current status, he is no longer qualified to represent the sect in the competition for first place.

There's a saying among ordinary people.

Birds that can't fly lay an egg and wait for it to fly.

Mo Wangqing thought it made a lot of sense.

He was in a good mood, but the acting sect leader of the Seeking Immortals Sect sitting next to him was quite annoyed.

If his master, the sect leader, hadn't suddenly disappeared twenty years ago before the sect leader succession ceremony, he wouldn't have been forced into becoming the acting sect leader.

They said he was the sect leader's eldest disciple, and even if he didn't inherit the position now, he would eventually have to, so it wouldn't matter if it was a little earlier.

If he hadn't argued his case, those old guys would have really handed the leadership position to him.

It's ruined him; he was once a lively and cheerful young man, but now he's been forced into a dark-faced and irritable state by the sect's miscellaneous duties.

This is the first time the acting sect leader has presided over the Immortal Sect Grand Competition since taking office.

In fact, if anyone had participated in the Immortal Sect Grand Competition fifty years ago, they would have noticed that almost all the people sitting at the head of the table now are unfamiliar faces.

Fifty years ago, prestigious sects gathered here, and the leaders of each sect were all big stars in the cultivation world. But now, apart from the Tianji Pavilion Master, none of the well-known sect leaders are present on the high platform.

But because it was far away, not many people noticed it.

"Boom-"

The deep, resonant tolling of the bells signaled the official start of the competition.

Everyone looked up towards the head of the table.

Ling Yuchen had dark circles under his eyes and tried his best to read the manuscript he had stayed up all night to the tune of someone who sounded like a master.

"Welcome everyone to the Immortal Sect Competition. The competition rules are now announced."

Everyone quieted down and listened attentively to what Ling Yuchen had to say.

"The theme of this competition is that the last one standing wins."

Upon hearing this topic, everyone couldn't hold back.

Can't understand.

"what?"

Ling Yuchen didn't bother to explain further, and simply said, "Later, all pre-participants will be deployed to the Doomsday Battlefield in batches. Those who do not wish to participate should leave the plaza area."

Then, after thinking for a moment, he realized something was missing and added, "I hope you all come back alive."

With such vague and ambiguous words, no one would back out; most people remained standing in the square without moving.

Luo Qingcheng complained, "I never expected the Immortal Sect Competition in the cultivation world to be like this."

The man asked in a gruff voice, "Although it's different from previous years, isn't this too different?"

Ling Yuchen, being of a lower generation, remained silent with a dark expression.

This is clearly a model proposed by these old guys themselves, so why are you asking them about it now?

Are you sick?

Mo Wangqing remained silent.

He liked this model. If the previous editions he participated in had followed this model, he wouldn't have ended up as the second-place sect despite winning first place.

The sea god, now known as the chieftain of the sea tribe, wore a gentle smile on his captivating face: "This is also to deal with a conspiracy that may come at any time."

As soon as he spoke, those present couldn't help but think of the Blood Pool Formation, which even the Formation Heaven Sect, which specialized in formations, couldn't break.

His face was grave.

"Never mind that for now, Yu Chen, quickly bring out the 'Dongyan' scroll."

The participating disciples were actually pulled into the dream created by the Nightmare Ancestor. They would be injured if they were injured in the dream, and if they died in the dream, even if they did not die, their souls would be severely injured.

That's why Ling Yuchen specifically told them to take care of their lives.

The intention was to remind people that this competition could be life-threatening.

The Dongyan Scroll can display the status of the participating disciples in real time.

The reason for not revealing it is to conduct a thorough investigation and check whether any of the key disciples of the major sects have any abnormalities.

As soon as the scroll of Dongyan appeared, Mo Wangqing quickly switched the scene to Luo Qingcheng.

At this moment, Luo Qingcheng was standing in a desert.

Looking into the distance, all that can be seen is the endless yellow sand swirling in the sky, with the sun hanging in the sky like a giant fireball, relentlessly scorching this boundless desert.

The sky was cloudless, and the sunlight, like sharp blades, shone directly on the earth. The air twisted and emitted heat, making Luo Qingcheng feel as if he were in a furnace.

The sand beneath her feet was scorching hot; she could feel the heat even through her shoes, as if it were about to bake her feet.

For Luo Qingcheng, who has a wood spirit root, this was a very unlucky start.

But she wasn't too panicked.

After determining the direction, he drew his sword, intending to fly on it to avoid burning his feet.

No matter how they tried to activate it, the sword didn't respond.

Luo Qingcheng wanted to cry but had no tears.

Does this mean she has to walk out of the desert on her own?

The hidden petal mark on his forehead flickered, and Sen, sensing Luo Qingcheng's heat, quietly activated his true form, which was placed in Luo Qingcheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

A soft "ring" sounded, and although Luo Qingcheng was still sweating, he no longer felt unbearably hot.

Luo Qingcheng analyzed it expressionlessly, and realized that this was the effect of a calm mind bringing coolness.

Mori's smug voice echoed in his mind, "Hurry up and thank this dragon."

Its original owner said that if all the male protagonists in stories who were drugged could have such a high-level fire-extinguishing artifact, many female protagonists would be spared from being persecuted.

Sen also asked why being drugged would cause a fire, but he didn't understand.

I only remember my owner saying that "fire" was just an adjective, probably because it made people not use the heat as an excuse to take off their clothes.

Sen itself didn't know why its Demon-Slaying Drywood Bell could extinguish fire, but that didn't stop it from knowing that it had the ability to extinguish fire.

Sure enough, the fire was extinguished in no time.

Luo Qingcheng thanked him expressionlessly, sensing Sen smugly wagging its tail.

I never expected that Mori would have this use.

From this perspective, she doesn't need to rush to leave the desert.

If the rule means forcing them to kill each other, then the others, lacking anything like a forest in this harsh desert environment, will be forced to leave. As long as she survives to the end, she will eventually become the winner.

but--

Is it really as simple as she imagines?