Junior Uncle is too cunning.

Chen Fusheng looked at the fish-woman opposite him. She was dressed in a blue gauze dress and had a water-green fish scale on her forehead. She was a late-stage demon general with a cultivation level similar to his own. He bowed and said, "Chen Fusheng of Lingbao Sect greets fellow Daoist."

The merfolk woman slowly returned Chen Fusheng's greeting, her red lips parted slightly as she said softly, "Jade Butterfly of the merfolk greets fellow Daoist."

Her voice was clear and melodious, almost like singing. Chen Fusheng glanced at her and realized that she hadn't used any seductive techniques; she was clearly a natural genius.

Chen Fusheng thought for a moment, then took out a top-grade mortal-level spiritual artifact and stopped moving. He looked at the Jade Butterfly of the fish-man race, waiting for her to make the first move. After all, he was a Xuanxian, and his status and attitude were very important.

Jade Butterfly glanced at Chen Fusheng with her bright blue eyes, clasped her hands together, interlocked her fingers, and swung her left arm forward, sending a water dragon towards Chen Fusheng.

Dao Wu looked at Chen Fusheng, who was somewhat stunned, and felt a little anxious. "Could he really be bewitched?"

He glanced at Ling Ling discreetly, his expression unchanged, and breathed a slight sigh of relief. He then cast a "good luck" look at Chen Fusheng on the competition stage.

When the water dragon was about ten meters away, Chen Fusheng finally moved.

He slowly raised the longsword in his hand, like an old man practicing Tai Chi, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the dragon's head. He slightly activated his magic power, and the longsword pierced into the dragon's body.

With a forward slash of his right arm, the water dragon was sliced ​​in two and fell to either side of Chen Fusheng's body.

Upon seeing the water dragon destroyed, Jade Butterfly flicked her fingers, and a dozen or so crystal dragons rushed towards Chen Fusheng.

Chen Fusheng glanced at the jade butterfly, gave her a questioning look, and whispered, "Girl, it's just an act, there's no need to be so ruthless, right? If you want this priest's position, I'll give it to you. Let's part ways amicably, how about that?"

Upon hearing Chen Fusheng's words, Jade Butterfly gripped the weapon even tighter and coldly declared, "Humans all deserve to die!"

"Fuck!"

Chen Fusheng looked at another ten or so water dragons, and did a backflip. He felt bitter inside. He didn’t expect to encounter an extremist. He hadn’t provoked him or dug up his family’s ancestral graves. Why did he have to condemn him so harshly?

While brandishing his longsword wildly, Chen Fusheng continued to transmit his voice angrily, "So what if I'm human? I look so refined, but I didn't expect me to be a crazy woman!"

Although Jade Butterfly didn't know what "crazy woman" meant, she could guess it wasn't a nice word, and two small flames appeared in her light blue eyes.

"you wanna die!"

After Yu Hudie finished speaking, she calmed down, her lips slowly parted, and a clear voice flowed from her throat, carrying a touch of beauty.

Chen Fusheng stood still, his primordial spirit twitched slightly, and he regained consciousness.

However, he made no further move, quietly enjoying the peace of the moment.

Looking at the jade butterfly singing continuously, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes. Putting everything else aside, just based on this singing voice, it would be perfect to take her home as a maid!

Dao Wu and Lu Ling'er were initially watching the stage nervously, but upon hearing Yu Hudie's singing, they were immediately captivated. Dao Wu was alright; he broke free on his own after a while, leaving only Lingxian and Lu Ling'er still in the illusion.

Dao Wu saw this and was about to wake the two of them, but Dao Lin stopped him, saying, "It's alright, it's good for them to suffer a blow!"

Dao Wuyi thought so too, after all, with Ling Ling, Dao Lin and others watching over him, there was definitely no way his safety would be compromised.

Glancing at Chen Fusheng on the stage, who had been captivated by Yu Hudie's singing, he asked Daolin with some concern, "Senior Brother, is Junior Brother alright?"

Dao Lin chuckled, "Don't worry, Junior Brother isn't as simple as you think!"

As the saying goes, concern leads to confusion, and Dao Wu, once he calmed down, quickly noticed some clues.

Although Chen Fusheng's body did not move, as if he were frozen, his eyes were not disordered at all. Instead, he had a faint smile on his face as he listened attentively to Yu Hudie's performance, captivated but not mesmerized.

Ling Ling looked at Chen Fusheng on the stage, a smile flashing in her eyes. However, seeing that Chen Fusheng was still acting as if he wouldn't move unless the enemy moved, she got a little annoyed. She thought that he would just take him down in one move.

Jade Butterfly stopped singing, her chest heaving heavily. She hadn't expected her singing to fail to captivate Chen Fusheng; this was quite rare.

The Merfolk Song, a natural ability of the Merfolk race, is arguably their most powerful attack. Once unleashed, enemies become hopelessly engrossed in the illusion created by the song.

She herself was one of the best of the fish-men of this generation, even a true immortal had been captivated by her, so it was hard for her to believe that she couldn't even defeat an ordinary person.

Yu Hudie took out a blue belt and swung it at Chen Fusheng. The belt grew larger and larger, covering the entire competition stage.

“It’s time,” Chen Fusheng said, staring at the blue belt, motionless, just a foot away from his head.

Chen Fu was startled. He slightly blocked with his longsword, but it was shattered by the belt. He used the force of the blow to tumble off the stage.

Standing below the stage, his face was somewhat pale. He bowed to the Jade Butterfly and said, "Fellow Daoist's skills are superb. I, Chen Fusheng, am ashamed of my inferiority." Then he walked towards the Lingbao Sect.

Jade Butterfly stared blankly at Chen Fusheng as he walked away, then looked at the belt in her hand, feeling that something was amiss.

Chen Fusheng slowly walked back, summarizing the fight in his mind. Although he hadn't reached his goal of losing after a hundred moves before going on stage, he hadn't expected to encounter the crazy woman, Yu Hudie, which was exactly what he wanted.

This saved a lot of time, and most importantly, he lost, and lost reasonably, unlike Dao Wu and others who still had a 50% chance of being selected.

Chen Fusheng has always wanted 100%.

In the sky, the Azure Emperor sat in the center of the Golden Immortals. Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow, glanced at Chen Fusheng, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. A hint of amusement flashed through his mind.

An immortal at the early stage of the Xuanxian realm, wearing a high-grade spiritual robe, actually went to participate in the selection of a sixth-rank divine official, and even pretended to lose, fooling so many Golden Immortals from both the human and dragon races. How interesting!

Although Chen Fusheng's "Gou Jing" concealment method was powerful enough to deceive the Golden Immortals of both the human and dragon races, it was completely exposed under the gaze of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

The Azure Emperor, seeing that he was human and also having little affection for the dragon race, turned a blind eye and didn't bother with this trivial matter.

After all, Chen Fusheng hadn't done anything to disrupt the competition. In his eyes, a Xuanxian was nothing special. If Chen Fusheng hadn't cheated earlier, he probably wouldn't have even attracted his attention.

"Junior brother, are you okay?"

Dao Wu asked with some concern, his eyes full of smiles.

Dao Lin and the others simply nodded, while Ling Xian and the other two appeared somewhat dejected.

Chen Fusheng, unaware that his actions on stage had been seen through, bowed to Ling Ling in bewilderment, saying, "Uncle-Master, I'm back. I'm sorry to have disappointed you."

Ling Ling glanced at Chen Fusheng out of the corner of her eye, watched him act quietly, and finally gave him a cold snort.

Actually, Chen Fusheng's performance on stage this time was not perfect, and many people could tell that, but no one pointed it out.

After all, there are many immortals like Chen Fusheng who don't want to be priests; it's just that his performance was a bit too intense, which is why he attracted some attention.

Hearing Ling Ling's cold snort and seeing Dao Wu and the others' gloating, he knew perfectly well that his actions had been seen through.

However, he still had to finish the performance. Giving up halfway was never Chen Fusheng's style. He sat down next to Dao Wu with a heavily injured look on his face and slapped him hard.