Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Today's farce is arguably the most serious disaster the academy has ever encountered since its founding.

Such large-scale destruction is unprecedented.

Under Guan Xun's repeated threats, Bai Liao finally went to explain the situation to the dean, while she returned to her dormitory.

Fortunately, this area is some distance from the center of the accident. Although it was affected, the damage was not severe, and most of the dormitory buildings are still intact.

The students were helping to pack up their things. Li Zhou had just carried a large wooden plank out the door and thrown it down when he saw the girl coming towards him.

The girl looked terrible, as if she had just crawled out of some pit.

"Guan Xun?" He had sharp eyes and recognized the person immediately.

This shout attracted everyone's attention in the courtyard. They hadn't seen anyone after such a big incident, but now they had appeared, looking completely disheveled.

"Oh, Li Zhou." Guan Xun waved to him, completely unconcerned about the stares of others.

"I haven't seen you anywhere. I thought something had happened to you." Li Zhou scratched the back of his head, then pointed to the dormitory behind him. "Your brother is coming to find you and is waiting in there."

Winter sun?

Why is he here again?

Guan Xun frowned and went inside. This guy must have come here again because he was worried about her safety after what happened today.

Sure enough, the moment she stepped into the dormitory, Dongyang stood up abruptly, strode forward, and looked worried.

"Xiao Xun! What happened to you, you've gotten yourself into this state?!"

He looked her over from left to right and saw that although his sister was disheveled, she had no wounds. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought something had happened to you."

Guan Xun walked past him, sat down in the chair, poured himself a glass of water, and gulped down a few mouthfuls: "It's nothing, just a bit of dust."

"Ah...yes." Dongyang nodded, took out several porcelain bottles from his storage ring, and placed them on the table. "These are the potions I've prepared, and some pills I'm trying to refine."

"This kid has made a lot of progress," Guan Xun thought, opening the bottle and sniffing it. Both the pills and the medicine were therapeutic, and she had never really liked the smell of medicine, so she frowned.

Seeing this, Dongyang quickly explained, afraid that his sister would think he was using her as a guinea pig: "The teachers have already checked the potions and pills. Apart from the low grade, there are no other problems."

“I know.” Guan Xun shook his head and smiled. “I just don’t really like this smell; it’s pungent.”

"call......"

Dongyang breathed a sigh of relief. He then took out several porcelain bottles from his storage ring and placed them all on the table: "Take these. In daily cultivation and sparring, it's inevitable to bump into things. It's good to have some medicine on hand."

Guan Xun did not refuse, and simply raised his hand to put them all into his storage ring.

Her wood-attribute cultivation scrolls are primarily for healing, so even if she gets bumped or bruised, she won't need these potions. But she can't dampen Dongyang's confidence, so she'll just keep them; they only take up a little space, it's fine.

After giving her a few more instructions, Dongyang hurriedly left. He always did this; whenever something happened, he would come to check on her, coming and going in a rush.

"Are classes at the medical school really this demanding?"

As she was muttering to herself, a soft male voice chuckled behind her: "Indeed, they practically have to schedule their rest time carefully over there."

Guan Xun knew who it was without turning around. She took another sip of tea and said calmly, "Young Master Ye seems to be in a good mood."

Ye Fengjing could easily hear the teasing in his words, but he didn't mind at all: "This person came here once before. So he's your brother. You two siblings really don't look alike."

They don't have the same parents, so how could they look alike? Guan Xun ignored him and got up to go back inside to change his clothes.

"I didn't see you today when the incident happened, it's a relief you're alright now." Ye Fengjing muttered to himself, "But it's surprising that the academy still has such a demonic beast, I wonder how it got out?"

"Maybe someone accidentally let it out due to a slip of the hand," Guan Xun said sarcastically, recalling what had happened on the cliff earlier.

Ye Fengjing seemed not to understand the implication, and sat down in the chair while fanning himself with a folding fan: "Who knows? But with the academy in such a state of destruction, it seems that this year's grand competition will have to be postponed for quite some time."

"A grand competition?" Guan Xun paused, his interest piqued instantly.

"Yes, every year, the various colleges will hold a major competition a few days later."

"All the students from all the academies together?" she asked curiously, turning to the side.

"Of course not. Each college holds its own competitions, but they will all take place within the next few days."

"Oh......"

Seeing Guan Xun's curious expression, Ye Fengjing became somewhat smug. He curled his lips and said, "After the grand competition, each academy will send its top ten winners to the Illusion Forest for a competition."

"What kind of competition? Catching monsters?" Guan Xun's eyes darted around. In that place, the only thing she could think of related to monsters was that.

"I'm not too sure about that. The rules were decided by the teachers in charge of each college."

Ye Fengjing smiled and turned to look at her: "You seem very interested. You don't want to go, do you?"

"I didn't say that, but if the opportunity arises... I wouldn't refuse," Guan Xun replied with a light snort.

What's so fun about catching monsters? It's a competition between students, so they probably won't be specifically targeting high-level monsters. It's likely just some small trials. It's better to just cultivate.

"Then your idea will be in vain. Only the top 30 on the leaderboard are eligible to compete. Then, from these 30 students, 6 outstanding individuals will be selected to represent the academy in the competition."

"The Illusion Forest is not a place to play around. Those who can participate in the competition are the top experts in the academy. If you really have this idea, you have to get into the top 30 of the rankings first."

Ye Fengjing took a sip of tea and said, "However, the arena in the square has been destroyed. Although the competition has been postponed, there is no place for a proper exchange. It's not too late for you to participate next year."

Guan Xun only mentioned it casually and didn't have any real interest in the competition.

She had just stepped out of the training room when someone handed her the so-called competition qualification token.

This happened a month after the academy was destroyed.

"For me?"

Guan Xun was surprised to receive the token and discovered that his name was engraved on it. The person who handed him the token was none other than the teacher who guarded the tower.

“Exactly.” The teacher nodded and pondered, “It just so happens that a student ranked 30th was seriously injured in the previous accident, so his spot became available. This spot is an opportunity, and whether you take it or not is up to you.”

Jian Rou was among the top ten on the rankings, and he was able to defeat her, which meant he had the ability to break into the top ten. He admired the young man's drive, so he mentioned the matter to the dean, and to his surprise, the dean nodded in appreciation.

After listening, Guan Xun stroked the patterns on the token, deep in thought.

A month passed. Bai Liao had kept a close watch on her at first, but later he was probably busy with things at the palace and didn't come to watch over her as often.

The Imperial Tutor never appeared again after leaving that day. Although she didn't tamper with the blood, she did inject some concealing aura into the wood-attribute spiritual energy, which could drive low-level demonic beasts mad.

As long as there are monsters around, they will surely lose their nature and rush forward regardless of everything.

I suppose this is one of the reasons why I haven't come back for so long?

Although she had no interest in catching monsters, if the Imperial Tutor happened to return at that time and the blood was useless, he would definitely still come to take her life, and perhaps he would be even more decisive.

If she goes to a competition, she can hide away for a few days and have more time for her plans.

Thinking this through, Guan Xun made a decision and thanked his teacher: "Thank you, teacher. When will the competition begin?"

"All the arenas have been rebuilt, and the competition will begin in three days."

"I will not let my teacher down."

Three days?

almost.

......

The annual Strong Ranking Competition is particularly fierce, providing a great opportunity to prove one's strength. Due to the ranking system, opponents are all top talents within the academy. Winning allows one to stand out, and even if they lose, they won't feel resentful, as all opponents are excellent. This, in turn, further fuels their drive to cultivate.

Those who were qualified to participate were full of fighting spirit, while those who were not qualified were extremely excited. They were satisfied to witness the strongest players on the leaderboard clashing.

The atmosphere this year seems even more lively than in previous years, and the contestants' fighting spirit is even stronger. Because of the previous destruction, the academy was repaired, and the competition was postponed, which means that they have trained for an extra month compared to previous years and have made ample preparations.

As time passed, the grand competition that everyone had been eagerly anticipating for over a month finally arrived.

As dawn broke and a ray of sunlight shone down, students from all over the academy, their eyes burning with fervor, flocked to the plaza.

Inside the cultivation tower, in a cultivation room on an advanced cultivation level, a girl in plain clothes, sitting cross-legged on a stone, slowly opened her long-closed eyes.

She raised her hand and poked a small snake coiled on her shoulder. Perhaps because she hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice sounded a little hoarse: "Get up."

"So fast." The little snake stretched its body sleepily, and then very sensibly darted into the girl's body.

The girl stood up, bent down slightly to smooth out the wrinkles in her skirt, and then pushed open the rock door. Looking at the now empty cultivation level, she turned her gaze to the window, feeling the morning light, and a smile slowly appeared on her lips.

"Is today the grand competition? I'd like to see what kind of outstanding students the academy has to offer..."