She became a god

"No matter what, I cannot lose to Murong Yan!"

Ye Qingzhou knew why Sun Hongyu was so persistent; after all, Murong Yan was her biggest rival in becoming the next Xuanji Venerable.

Since neither he nor Muran were members of the Xuanji Pavilion, even if they defeated Sun Hongyu, it wouldn't have a significant impact.

Ye Qingzhou comforted him, "In my eyes, Murong Yan is far inferior to you."

Sun Hongyu wanted an answer, "Zhouzhou, just tell me if you're willing to help me or not?"

Ye Qingzhou frowned. "With so many fellow Daoists participating in the Diviner Competition, you might not be able to face Murong Yan. Perhaps another Daoist will eliminate Murong Yan for you."

Ye Qingzhou wasn't worried about Sun Hongyu asking him to defeat Murong Yan. She had to thank her great-grandmother, Ye Aizhu, for her youthful arrogance when she boasted that only the second-best fortune teller could rival the Little Panda Clan in divination.

This statement, though arrogant, has indeed remained unchallenged to this day.

Therefore, Ye Qingzhou was able to feel at ease busy arranging his comfortable bed for a while on the eve of the competition.

Anyway, it will be a few more days before the second place is determined, so there's no rush.

“But Master already bestowed the Deer-Shu Calculating Scales upon Murong Yan a few days ago.”

If Murong Yan is truly more capable than Muran, and with the added advantage of the Deer-Shu Calculation Strategies, Sun Hongyu is doomed to lose.

But Ye Qingzhou felt that something was not quite right.

Divination and deduction are considered to be one of the most talent-oriented paths among the three thousand great paths. In my memory, Murong Yan had mediocre talent, average luck, and little spirituality. How could he suddenly become so powerful?

There must be something fishy!

While pondering the matter in his mind, Ye Qingzhou smiled faintly and said, "If that's the case, then I'm afraid I can't help you."

Sun Hongyu wasn't stupid; she could naturally sense the distance in Ye Qingzhou's words. He clearly intended to treat her as an ordinary fellow Daoist.

So, Sun Hongyu gritted her teeth and said, "I want to exchange 50,000 taels of high-grade spirit stones for your clan's secret medicine, Good Luck."

Good Luck is a secret medicine of the Red Panda Clan, made from extremely rare ingredients, and is considered a sacred item even within the Red Panda Clan.

Those who take this medicine will experience a surge of good fortune within a year, as if divinely aided.

Each panda cub receives a "Good Luck" charm from the tribe's high shaman at birth. To receive another "Good Luck," cubs must complete tribe tasks and exchange points for it.

As a princess of a clan, Ye Qingzhou possessed over a hundred "Good Luck" beads, but she never sold them to outsiders.

Ye Qingzhou shook his head, "You can't afford the side effects of good luck."

If Sun Hongyu hadn't taken care of him before, Ye Qingzhou would have naturally gone with her. Who wouldn't want to earn more money?

"What could be worse than losing to Murong Yan?"

Ye Qingzhou frowned deeply. "You're almost developing inner demons. Your life shouldn't revolve around Murong Yan. Will defeating him grant you ascension? Will failure lead to your demise?"

Sun Hongyu's eyes reddened, and no matter how Ye Qingzhou tried to dissuade her or even cursed her, she refused to back down an inch.

Ye Qingzhou was really annoyed, so he threw a jade bottle at Sun Hongyu and said, "I don't want the money anymore. Consider this pill as a way of thanking you for taking care of me."

Sun Hongyu gripped the jade bottle tightly in her right hand, "Zhouzhou, you don't understand me..."

Ye Qingzhou didn't want to listen to Sun Hongyu's complaints anymore, so he turned around and went to his former residence.

The next day.

Ye Qingzhou sat calmly on the judges' panel; this time, she was the only one from Little Panda.

Ye Qingzhou is both a contestant and a judge.

She wanted to see which fellow Daoist was the second-best in the world who could rival her.

Her old friends from Xuanji Pavilion felt awkward when they saw her, but Ye Qingzhou didn't care. She was there to compete, not to reminisce.

Sun Hongyu was right; Murong Yan's divination skills had improved rapidly, and his interpretation style even bore a resemblance to Ling Tianchu's. He was a shoo-in for the top sixteen.

On the second day of the competition, Murong Yan lost for the first time.

The person who defeated Murong Yan was also an acquaintance of Ye Qingzhou—Liu Qing.

[I never expected that Liu Qing was not only a genius at alchemy, but also quite skilled in divination.]

[A master of alchemy and divination, with decent fighting skills—a perfect chosen support/worker.]

Ye Qingzhou couldn't help but feel a sense of appreciation for talent. If such a person could be recruited, how could he not achieve great things?

Besides these two, Ye Qingzhou was most concerned about a rising star—Tian Cangcang.

The surname Tian is not common. The last person with the surname Tian was the former Demon Lord Tian Mangmang.

Legend has it that Tian Mangmang and his beloved wife went into seclusion; could Tian Cangcang be their descendant?

Tian Cangcang, this little girl, is always cheerful, smiling regardless of winning or losing. Although she was eliminated in the round of 16, her attitude is truly admirable.

Seeing Tian Cangcang staring at him with bright eyes, seeking guidance, Ye Qingzhou pointed out Tian Cangcang's obvious shortcomings and immediately gifted her a divination notebook. "Tian Cangcang, I have high hopes for you! Strive to become the second best diviner in the world at the next competition!"

Tian Cangcang's little face was flushed as she excitedly asked, "Could you please sign your name for me?"

Wow, so I, Bear Bear, have my own fans now.

With a flourish of his pen, Ye Qingzhou not only signed his name but also wrote a message: "A tree that stands out from the crowd has a promising future."

Tian Cangcang skipped and hopped off the stage, clutching his book.

However, some people were dissatisfied, saying, "Could Judge Ye offer me some guidance?"

Ye Qingzhou looked in the direction of the sound and, upon closer inspection, realized that it was none other than Liu Qing, whom he had been trying to win over.

I was worried that they might have forgotten me, but they unexpectedly came to me on their own initiative.

"Your calculations are quite good; there are no obvious flaws so far."

[I was so focused on watching Tian Cangcang's match that I didn't know if Liu Qing's calculations were accurate.]

However, since he was able to defeat Murong Yan, his abilities must be above average, so let's give him some credit.

Sure enough, no one dislikes hearing nice things.

Liu Qing smiled and said, "I'm really looking forward to competing with Judge Ye."

"Then you should try your best!"

Liu Qing is good, but second place is a bit uncertain.

The third day of the competition was the quarterfinals to the semifinals. Perhaps it was fate that Murong Yan was matched against Liu Qing again.

Murong Yan seemed quite wary of Liu Qing. Liu Qing stood on the stage early, but Murong Yan did not appear for a long time.

"Senior Xuanji, is your beloved disciple so easily embarrassed?"

Ling Tianchu's expression darkened in response to Ye Qingzhou's teasing.

"Murong Yan, don't waste the time of our fellow Daoists."

Murong Yan had no choice but to bite the bullet and go on stage, calling upon the Divine Calculation System in his heart again and again.

[System, didn't you say that apart from the Little Panda Clan and the Lu Clan, all other diviners would lose to me? Why was Liu Qing able to beat me?]

[Last time Liu Qing beat me, you said you were upgrading the system. Are you still planning to play dead now?]

If I lose to Liu Qing and fail to reach the semi-finals, all our plans will come to nothing!

"Why is Fellow Daoist Murong not moving?"

Liu Qing's expression was distant, and her green eyes casually swept over him, making Murong Yan's heart pound with fear.