How could someone as well-behaved as Sister Yue possibly be a playboy?

Jian Youqing immediately spotted Ye Yueyue cheering her on. The girl in red stood out in the crowd, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Isn't that one of our Senior Sister Qing's suitors?"

"Didn't we already say we're friends?"

"To be honest, I don't believe it. It caused quite a stir before. Ah, Senior Sister Qing even smiled at her! How infuriating!"

The competition began quickly.

Hundreds of disciples from Fufeng went up, and the platform was filled with tables. After the elder gave the order,

The disciples all moved.

They began drawing talismans with extremely fast movements. The most eye-catching one was Jian Youqing. Her beautiful face was full of seriousness. Her slender fingers moved quickly, and in just a few dozen breaths, a talisman was completed.

Her movements were fluid and smooth; even obscure and difficult-to-understand runes seemed as simple as they were in Jian Youqing's hands.

Watching her draw talismans is a very pleasant experience.

Compared to Jian Youqing's skillful execution, the other disciples' work was less impressive. None of them wore solemn expressions, and while their hands were steady as they drew the talismans, their speed was actually quite fast.

However, given the previous comparison, the other disciples seemed exceptionally slow in their every move.

Ye Yueyue had also studied a little about talismans and knew how difficult they were.

Not only does it require even control of spiritual energy and cinnabar, but it must also be drawn in one stroke without pausing, otherwise the entire talisman will be ruined.

Ye Yueyue doesn't know about other things, but anyone with an impatient personality can't do this job.

Besides Jian Youqing, there were a few other people who were very good, second only to her in speed. Ye Yueyue recognized those people; they were Ning Shuang and Zhao Angran.

The time it takes to drink a cup of tea passes quickly.

With the elder's command, this round of the competition came to an end, and all the disciples of Fufeng stopped what they were doing upon hearing the sound.

Some people immediately smiled with delight, their faces showing certainty.

Another person, with a sullen face and a half-drawn talisman in their hand, sighed.

People were both happy and worried.

Only the most eye-catching girl on the stage, wearing a pale yellow dress, remained expressionless.

The first round of competition has ended.

The disciples' tables were covered with drawn talismans. Most of them had only a few, but Jian Youqing had more than a dozen in front of her.

The elder stepped forward step by step, offering his comments and conclusions. Disciples who had not completed five drawings within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea were eliminated.

Two-thirds of the disciples were eliminated in the first round, and they all left the stage.

"Junior Sister Qing is really strong..."

"Well, luckily I just finished drawing one, barely passing."

"Hehe, I was just one stroke away from finishing the fifth one. Who understands my pain? I was so close to advancing to the second round with Senior Sister Qing."

"You're really pathetic. Luckily, I'm much worse off, hahaha." The disciple's originally dejected face immediately calmed down.

It was even more rigorous than a weapon-forging competition.

The former refers to the spiritual artifacts that the disciples prepare in advance according to the topic, because it takes several days to forge a spiritual artifact, so all the disciples refine them in advance.

The latter takes place on-site, where the pressure is undoubtedly immense. Talisman masters have even stricter control over spiritual energy, resulting in a large number of disciples being eliminated.

Only one-third of Fu Feng's disciples remained in the second round.

If the first round was simply a test of speed, then the second round is much more difficult.

The task involves drawing at least five different talismans, meaning that it requires not only an understanding of talismans but also speed.

Upon hearing the question, the disciples' expressions immediately changed, and their joy at advancing to the next level vanished.

"Hahaha, luckily I was eliminated early, otherwise I would be the one feeling bad right now."

"But you couldn't even get into the second round, and you didn't even have the chance to see Senior Sister Qing. Shouldn't you be the one feeling bad?"

"What good would it do to get in? I still wouldn't be able to even touch Senior Sister Qing's clothes."

Ye Yueyue nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Effort doesn't guarantee success, but giving up is definitely fun.

People stop being jealous when there's a huge gap between them.

"Round Two, Begin!" the elder in charge announced loudly, glancing at the disciples on the platform.

The disciples of Fufeng quickly sprang into action.

Even Jian Youqing's expression became much more serious. She lightly touched the cinnabar with her delicate hand, held the talisman in one hand, and began to move it gracefully across the surface with the other.

The stage fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of cinnabar slicing through talisman paper. The others below the stage were also caught up in the tense atmosphere.

Time passed by minute by minute.

"stop."

A cup of tea arrived almost instantly.

Everyone stopped at the same time. Jian Youqing had just come out of her reverie when she saw Ye Yueyue waving her hands in the audience. She immediately smiled.

After checking each item, the elder announced the results of the competition.

"Jian Youqing wins, becoming the number one in Fu Peak!"

Ning Shuang came in second, Zhao Angran third, and the other senior brothers followed in second place.

Only seven people passed the competition this time. Apart from Fu Feng's personal disciples, there were a few more talented contestants.

"Aaaaaah, Senior Sister Qing is number one again!!"

"Junior Sister Qing, Junior Sister Qing..."

"I really don't know when I'll be this good."

"Tonight will do."

"Really? You have that much faith in me?"

"I'm telling you to dream tonight."

Amid cheers from the crowd, Jian Youqing returned to her seat.

With a satisfied expression, the sect leader praised the peak master of Fu Peak, "Your disciple has inherited your talent and is still so dazzling. Your Fu Peak has gained a few more promising talents."

"Sect Leader, you flatter me. Although I have given you careful guidance, it still depends on Qing'er's hard work."

Peak Master Fu Feng paused again, "But ultimately, without the Sect Leader's leadership, our Xuanling Sect would not have reached this point."

These words praised both his own daughter and the sect leader.

Yue Feichen glanced at him, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "What a glib old man."

As expected, the sect leader smiled with great satisfaction upon hearing this. He stroked his beard, laughed heartily, and nodded with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"I feel at ease with your assistance."

Peak Master Fu Feng also had a big smile on his face, and even glanced at Yue Feichen with a smug look, the meaning of which was very clear.

"Hehe..." Yue Feichen laughed in a sarcastic tone.

Peak Master Fu Feng didn't take it to heart. His expression didn't change at all. Having gained the upper hand, he was in an extremely pleasant mood, as comfortable as if he had drunk sweet dew.

In his eyes, Yue Feichen's current behavior was nothing but jealousy—jealousy that he had a highly talented apprentice.

“Father.” Jian Youqing nodded to him and sat back down.

"Good, good, good." Peak Master Fu Feng was getting happier and happier, his old face was all smiles and wrinkles.

With Fu Feng's competition concluded, today's competitions have also come to an end.

The Xuanling Sect members surrounding the main peak dispersed.

However, a few people remained, including Ye Yueyue, Si Keke, Ning Shuang, and others.