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

"Oh, so this is the newly accepted disciple of the Sword Master of Forgetfulness?"

"How come she didn't encounter anything? Yu Chen, you didn't give the girl special treatment, did you?"

The speaker was an elder from the Beast Taming Sect, whose sect consistently ranked last among the eight major sects in every competition. Their disciples were always entangled by a tyrannical flower demon as soon as they entered the dream world.

Aside from them, the disciples of other sects were in a similar situation, all facing perilous situations as soon as they entered the dream.

Where else can you find such a leisurely life as Luoqingcheng?

Ling Yu suppressed the urge to roll his eyes.

He's from a lower generation, so he tolerates it!

He forced a smile and said, "What happens in the dream is entirely controlled by the Nightmare Ancestor. If the Beast Taming Sect has any complaints, they can ask the Nightmare Ancestor."

The elder of the Beast Taming Sect chuckled awkwardly.

How could he dare to question the Nightmare Ancestor?

Aren't you afraid that if the Nightmare Ancestor is in a bad mood, he might just die in his dream while he's sleeping?

Hearing Ling Yuchen say that, the others who had doubts stopped blindly crowding around.

In fact, everyone knows that the Nightmare Ancestor determines the scenarios in which the participating disciples encounter each other based on their cultivation level and talent. Sects with weaker overall strength will be teleported to one location, while disciples from the Seeking Immortal Sect, which has won first place for several consecutive years, and disciples from the Asking Sword Sect, who have excellent individual combat abilities, will be deliberately separated.

But I'm still not convinced.

Ling Yuchen was constantly reminded by the elders to have the demeanor of a great sect, which is why he responded to every word. Mo Wangqing, on the other hand, completely ignored them, focusing instead on looking at Luo Qingcheng's expressionless face on the scroll.

Luo Qingcheng was walking alone in a random direction.

The sandstorm was so intense that it made it impossible to open one's eyes.

Luo Qingcheng covered his mouth and nose tightly, spitting out the yellow sand that flew into his mouth every now and then.

Whenever the effects of the withered tree bell wore off and she felt irritable, Sen would shake it to keep Luo Qingcheng's mind clear.

So when a huge lizard, as tall as a five-story building, suddenly appeared in front of her from the sandstorm, Luo Qingcheng easily dodged the first tail swipe attack.

The attack missed, and the giant lizard leaped down from mid-air with a "thud," crashing onto the soft sand dune. The sand grains it kicked up shot towards Luo Qingcheng like bullets.

Fortunately, she was a neurotic who always felt that "there are always treacherous people trying to harm me," and she deployed a protective shield the moment she dodged.

The sand grains hit the protective shield, but only managed to block most of the attack before penetrating the shield and hitting Luo Qingcheng.

Fortunately, Luo Qingcheng has thick skin.

The clothes were the ones that got damaged.

After this series of attacks, the swirling sandstorm stopped at some point, revealing a giant lizard with bulging eyes, its brownish-yellow eyes and deep black vertical pupils darting around nimbly.

Looks a bit disgusting.

Luo Qingcheng observed the monitor lizard while patting it down and spitting out sand.

Its body was enormous, tens of meters long and as tall as a two-story building, covered with thick scales, and exuding a powerful aura.

Luo Qingcheng knew he was likely to have a hard time, as this giant lizard had clearly reached the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

But it doesn't matter, she's a sword cultivator.

Everyone says that sword cultivators are invincible among their peers, so it's reasonable that she, a Golden Core cultivator in the early stage, could defeat a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, right?

Hu Muyu: It's not at this level either.

Luo Qingcheng drew his sword, pointed it at the giant lizard, and beckoned with his finger, "Come on, let's fight. If I kill you, it's on me!"

I've been feeling a bit itchy in my bones lately, so I need to stretch and move around a bit.

"Your apprentice is that arrogant?"

Ling Yuchen, who felt he had some connection with Mo Wangqing, moved closer to him, intrigued.

He was also a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, and felt that beating Luo Qingcheng was as easy as beating a child.

Don't forget that you've moved a bit too far.

He was afraid of being extorted.

He dared to demand half of his fortune in compensation for just a dozen or so magical artifacts. Ling Yuchen was just as bad as the heartless fourth elder of the Wenjian Sect who was in charge of finances.

"The younger generation these days is really something else. They're young and arrogant, but be careful, they'll pay the price someday."

The speaker was an elder of the Taixu Sect who harbored a one-sided grudge against Mo Wangqing. He had no other skills but lived a long life and had a high seniority, even higher than Mo Wangqing. He had been mocked by Mo Wangqing for relying on his age, so he naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to say a few sarcastic remarks now that he had the chance.

Mo Wangqing: "Not young and impetuous, but old and impetuous like you? I heard that the child born to your concubine is not yours. Is it because you are an elder of Taixu?"

"you!"

Others quickly intervened to break up the fight.

Why did you provoke him if you had nothing to do with him?

Everyone knows that when you try to speak politely to Mo Wangqing, he ignores you, but when you don't speak politely, he spews venom indiscriminately.

……

The monitor lizard felt looked down upon.

It is a lizard with ambition; although it has thick skin and flesh, it does not like close-quarters combat.

It flicked its tongue and hissed, and the desert, which had finally calmed down, suddenly became swept by a gale. The sand gradually condensed into a sand palm as tall as a five-story building, pressing down on Luo Qingcheng.

It's definitely too late to escape the attack range of the Sand Palm.

The long sword in Luo Qingcheng's hand gleamed with a cold light. Looking up, she saw the shadow of the sand palm gradually enveloping her entire body. Luo Qingcheng raised her sword and struck the sky. A dazzling white light flashed by, and the sand palm was split in two, turning into sand that crashed down from the sky.

"That's it?"

Luo Qingcheng smiled slightly. "If you don't live up to my expectations, then it's my turn."

Anyone who frequently watches animal documentaries knows that animal fights are usually turn-based.

Luo Qingcheng unleashed a sword beam, its sharp light slashing towards the giant lizard's eyes!

The giant lizard wasn't stupid. It stood still and let her slash at it. It closed its nictitating membrane, and the sword light struck, producing a "crackling" sound like metal colliding with stone.

It reopened its eyes, seemingly with a hint of smugness.

The next instant, the sword light struck the giant lizard's eyeball, green blood gushing out. The giant lizard's vitals were hit, and the immense pain caused its massive body to roll around in the sand.

"Friendly reminder: Humans can be quite despicable. They'll only strike when you're weak, and they don't attack in a turn-based manner."

Luo Qingcheng watched the giant lizard roll around.

Sheath the sword.

Forget it.

It wasn't that she couldn't bear it, but after firing her sword in quick succession, Luo Qingcheng noticed something was amiss.

The spiritual energy within her body did not replenish itself.

Generally speaking, cultivators below the Golden Core stage can only replenish their spiritual power through meditation. However, after reaching the Golden Core stage, cultivators do not need to meditate specifically; they can absorb spiritual energy from the air to replenish their spiritual power on their own.

Although the effect is not as good as meditation.

In order to ensure that it could provide healing power at all times, Luo Qingcheng's pseudo-spiritual root had this function when she was in the Foundation Establishment stage.

But the pseudo-spiritual root is currently showing no signs of activity.

Fortunately, she had anticipated this situation and had purchased a large quantity of pills before the competition, including a large number of Rejuvenation Pills.

However, the situation remains far from optimistic.

After taking a closer look, Luo Qingcheng's expression turned grim.

Sure enough, even if she did nothing, the spiritual energy stored in her dantian continued to dissipate.

After taking one last look at the monitor lizard, whose fur had only been slightly injured and would soon heal but was still rolling around on the ground, Luo Qingcheng left without hesitation in a different direction.

……

"It seems that the disciple of the Sword Master of Forgetfulness discovered it first."

"Perhaps Mo Wangqing cheated for his apprentice!"

Mo Wangqing drew the Forget-Love Sword from his waist.

The foul-mouthed elder of the Taixu Sect reluctantly shut his mouth.