The goofy junior sister is the most eccentric person in the entire cultivation world.

"Why is this old guy staring at me instead of watching the game?"

"Has he not forgotten the humiliation I caused him back then?"

Bored, Shen Rugo quickly noticed Niu Daye's fierce gaze and couldn't help but glare back.

"That little beast dares to glare at me so openly! I'll kill her if I get the chance!"

Niu Daye was furious.

But at that moment, he suddenly shuddered for no apparent reason.

Then he saw another pair of eyes staring fiercely at him. Those eyes were round and bright; they belonged to Shen Rugo's ugly little chicken.

Why am I shivering?

Niu Da's eyes widened in surprise.

In that moment of surprise, a voice rang out: "Elder Niu, what's wrong with you?"

It turned out that one of his disciples had noticed his unusual behavior.

Everyone else also looked at Niu Da Yan.

"It's nothing, it's probably just that the wind is a bit strong in the air."

Niu Daye quickly looked away and said with a smile.

"Is it windy in the air?"

Those disciples, and even several elders, all glanced sideways at Niu Da's eyes.

A Nascent Soul cultivator shivering because of the strong wind? What a joke!

"Hahaha, this old bastard actually dared to glare at me, Your Highness! I'll glare you to death!"

Shen Rugo noticed Niu Daye's embarrassment and burst into laughter, even giving him the middle finger from afar.

The little chicken chirped twice in response.

"That little brat, provoking me again?"

Niu Daye was even more furious.

But after all, the other party was just a minor outer disciple in the Qi Refining stage. No matter how angry he was, he couldn't glare back, lest he be discovered and lose face.

The second round of elimination was significantly faster than the first, and the remaining twelve players were quickly determined.

Then, in the third round, six more people were selected.

It was already afternoon.

The remaining six will compete in the fourth round of elimination, with the three losers facing off again.

The number of people dwindled while the speed increased, and soon only five people remained on each arena.

"According to the rules, if an eliminated disciple is dissatisfied with any of the five people on the stage, he/she may challenge them by name."

Elder Bao's voice rang out.

As he finished speaking, challenges rang out from beneath the ten arenas.

"I want to challenge Chen Biwu!"

"I want to challenge Li Erwa!"

"I challenge Zhuang Xianfeng!"

……

The scene was incredibly lively.

Almost all of these disciples who challenged him were at the second level of Qi Refining.

Challengers jump into the ring in order of their ranking.

Those disciples who were challenged first lost face and immediately used their spells to rush over as soon as the challengers stepped onto the stage.

"You son of a bitch, Wang Bangguo, how dare you challenge me! I'll kill you!"

"You dare challenge me, brat? Now I'll show you what I'm made of!"

……

This is completely different from a draw-based knockout tournament.

For a time, the fighting on each arena was intense and heated.

The cultivators, who had been drowsy from watching, suddenly perked up.

Even the inner disciples who were at the ninth level of Qi Refining were focused on their duties to prevent injuries.

They are both referees and have a responsibility to protect these young disciples.

As darkness fell, the top five finishers for each arena were finally determined.

Unsurprisingly, Zhao Dayou, Qian Youdao, and others were among them.

"I didn't expect these three guys to have all reached the third level of Qi Refining!"

"They've been hiding it really well!"

It wasn't until the final challenge that everyone discovered the other three disciples who were hiding their true cultivation levels, which amazed them.

"The elimination rounds are now over!"

"Tomorrow will be the ranking match, and also the bet between Zhang Shiduo and Shen Rugo. Fellow Daoists, if you are interested, you can place your bets at the various betting sites tonight."

This is a novel game that's the first of its kind in our entire cultivation world. I hope everyone will try their luck. Maybe you'll get a surprise and earn a million, ten million, or even a hundred million spirit stones just by placing a bet..."

Elder Bao announced the end of the elimination rounds, and didn't forget to give a little publicity.

With Elder Bao's shout, almost everyone looked at the two light-screen cages in the air.

As the crowd gradually dispersed, Shen Rugo heard Qinghe Daoist's voice again.

"My little darling, what are your thoughts after watching all day?"

"It's all just children's play, what feelings could there be?"

"So you mean you're absolutely confident you can defeat that little bastard Zhang Shiduo?"

"of course!"

"However, there's another clause in your bet: you have to reach the third level of Qi Refining to win. You're only showing the second level right now, what about tomorrow?"

The Qinghe Daoist's tone was reproachful; why didn't Shen Rugo just show up as the third level of Qi Refining?

"Uncle-Master, don't worry, I know what to do. I'll give everyone a surprise tomorrow!"

"And let that guy who dared to challenge me know what a true genius is, and crush his arrogance!"

"Little ancestor, I think you should keep a low profile, lest you attract the attention of certain people!"

"Uncle-Master, you noticed it too?"

"It seems you have seriously offended the Qingyuan Sect, especially their sect leader Wu Yuanshan and that Niu Dayan."

"So my uncle saw everything."

"Of course, do you really think I'm just an old man for decoration?"

However, my little ancestor, you are absolutely the most talented genius in the history of our Tianyuan Continent. You must cherish your talent and never let beauty cloud your judgment at such a young age.

"It's all those five little rascals, Xiao Changkong and Lu Haoran's,' their fault! Why don't they cultivate properly? What's the point of them being so good-looking? I'll take some time to paint their faces all over, so you won't be thinking about them all the time!"

But the more Qinghe Taoist spoke, the angrier he became.

This old man actually thought I was infatuated with Wu Xuemei's beauty, which is why I was jealous of her and embarrassed her.

Shen Rugo almost burst out laughing.

Thinking of Xiao Changkong's unparalleled beauty, she quickly said, "I will remember your words, sir. Don't worry, I will devote myself to cultivation and become the youngest Nascent Soul cultivator in the entire Tianyuan Continent. Moreover, I will break through to the Nascent Soul stage before the age of sixteen!"

As for those five senior brothers, they're nothing but pretty faces. I won't be smitten by them. I'm only ten years old, Uncle-Master, please have mercy on them!

Shen Rugo was genuinely worried that Qinghe Daoist might slash Xiao Changkong and the others' faces with scars for her sake.

"You want to break through to the Nascent Soul stage before you turn sixteen?"

As soon as Shen Rugo finished speaking, Qinghe Daoist screamed.

"If I can't even reach the Nascent Soul stage by the age of sixteen, then what's the point of me cultivating immortality, and what's the point of seeking the path to longevity?"

Shen Rugo smiled and said.

It's so devastating.

Qinghe Daoren suddenly felt an urge to escape.

He was nearly a hundred years old when he achieved the Nascent Soul stage.

"Little ancestor, I have high hopes for you. You will never be inferior to this old man!"

Qinghe Daoren, however, feigned satisfaction, as if Shen Rugo was not as good as he was back then.

Just as the two were talking, several figures rushed over from a distance. They were none other than Xiao Changkong and his group.

Shen Rugo was overjoyed upon seeing it.