Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

"You can't be so stingy as to just give it a useless title."

Yan Kongqing snapped his fingers and said with a smile:

"Of course there are rewards."

"This competition is hosted by Bailiuxing Island, a fourth-grade sect in the Western Heavens. The top ten in the competition will be awarded a Nascent Soul-level magical weapon."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhiqiu immediately lost interest.

A dignified fourth-grade sect is using this kind of thing to appease children.

However, considering that this is a competition among the younger generation, and their cultivation is generally at the foundation-building stage, it is acceptable to be able to give out a Nascent Soul magic weapon as a reward.

The disgust on Lu Zhiqiu's face did not exceed Yan Kongqing's expectations.

She changed the subject, her tone filled with longing:

"But the top three in the competition will have the opportunity to receive guidance from the great monks of the A-level realm."

"It is said that this great monk recently came to Bailiuxing Island as a guest. The island owner persuaded him to come out as the final grand prize."

Lu Zhiqiu's shoulders trembled slightly.

A huge wave has risen in my heart.

Someone from Region A?

But the upper three realms had been shrouded in gray fog as early as five hundred years ago, and no one could get out at all.

Mei Meimei is the only survivor.

And apart from this competition.

In the past.

There were also rumors from time to time that cultivators from the A Region were coming to the D Region to exchange ideas. This was truly unbelievable. Where did these people come from? And were they actually from the A Region?

No one could help her solve the problem.

It seems that she needs to participate in this Xijitian competition to test the waters.

Yan Kongqing didn't notice the change in Lu Zhiqiu's expression. He just pursed his lips and continued to sigh:

"Fellow Daoist, you are also envious, right? Me too."

"Unfortunately, this competition only accepts cultivators under the age of thirty. People like you and me are destined to have no chance of receiving guidance from the great cultivators of the First Domain."

Lu Zhiqiu waved his sleeves and said calmly:

"Who said there's no fate?"

"This is in full swing. As a casual cultivator building a foundation, there's no reason for me not to participate, right?"

Yan Kongqing was confused for a moment and said in surprise:

"But fellow Daoist, you don't meet the requirements."

Lu Zhiqiu shook his head and said seriously:

"Look at my current state, and the strength of my outward aura."

"Build...build the foundation."

"Look at my age again, am I over thirty?"

"From my perspective... no."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded as if it was a matter of course.

"Since I'm at the foundation-building stage and under thirty, why can't I sign up?"

Yan Kongqing frowned and said:

"But isn't this something you deliberately disguised using magic?"

Lu Zhiqiu chuckled and floated out of Xiao Yanqing's body, returning to her transparent appearance as a woman in white.

In the sunshine, it has a fairy-like charm.

White clouds linger.

Just like the mysterious woman in front of him, lofty and unpredictable.

Yan Kongqing looked at the smiling Lu Zhiqiu.

He looked at Xiao Yanqing, who was staggering and had just regained control of his body.

"You...you guys, what the hell is going on?"

Lu Zhiqiu was not surprised by her reaction.

then.

She had no choice but to briefly repeat to Yan Kongqing the self-introduction she had made to Mei Meimei before.

Chapter 4: Arrival at Falling Star City and the Master-Disciple Relationship (k)

After Lu Zhiqiu explained.

Yan Kongqing is a great monk who has practiced for thousands of years.

Well informed.

He soon accepted this strange way of coexistence between master and apprentice.

The shadows of the trees are dancing.

It fell on the faces of the two people and one soul, leaving spots, but they were completely unaware.

Yan Kongqing thought for a long time before he touched his chin and spoke:

"So, fellow Daoist is planning to have you, his disciple, participate, and you are attached to the ring so that you can sneak into the trial grounds."

Lu Zhiqiu snapped his fingers and smiled:

"good."

Yan Kongqing shuddered, as if he had seen the scene in the trial field where Lu Zhiqiu suppressed the entire crowd. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said:

"Those in there are all foundation-building!"

"With your fighting ability, if you were to participate in the trial, I'm afraid it would leave a lifelong psychological scar on the younger generation."

Lu Zhiqiu curled his lips and said:

"So what if I'm young? If you really think about it, I'm also young and under 30!"

Yan Kongqing laughed a few times but didn't take it seriously.

Think about it.

Fellow Daoist Lu must be saying that she became a remnant soul and it took less than thirty years for her to wake up.

She didn't know.

If Lu Zhiqiu only counts the age of his real body in the Luofu Realm, he is really under 30 years old.

Lu Zhiqiu chuckled and didn't explain much, but just changed the subject:

"It just so happens that my disciple and your disciple are both in the top three. Eh...it seems there's still a spot left."

Xiao Yanqing reminded at the right time:

"Should we call Mei Meimei and the others?"

Lu Zhiqiu raised his arm and shouted with great courage:

"very good."

"Her little follower, Jin An'an, who is both her friend and disciple, seems to be under 30."

"Three people, the top three, it's a good match no matter how you look at it."

Yan Kongqing was a little amused and helpless when he saw this.

The competition that shocked the entire Western Heaven had already decided the rankings while they were chatting and laughing.

Spread the word.

I really don’t know where to put the heroes of the world.

But Yan Kongqing looked at the mysterious woman in white in front of him, who could solve the thousand-year mystery of the Tianxuan Ruler with just a few stories she told.

And I felt the words coming out of her mouth.

Inexplicably convincing.

……

Ten days later.

Lu Zhiqiu and others are already in a prosperous city group in Xijitian.

There are five cities in total.

The whole place was shrouded in auspicious light and filled with spiritual energy. There was even a faint sharp aura emanating from the streets of the city. It was obvious that there were several great monks with cultivation levels above the Nascent Soul stage living in seclusion, guarding the area.

When there was still some distance from the city group.

Yan Kongqing then put the flying boat that they were riding in back into his sleeve.

Looking at the slowly shrinking flying boat, Lu Zhiqiu smacked his lips, eyes full of envy:

"The foundation of a large sect is indeed rich. Even though it has been down for many years, it is still much richer than that of an ordinary sect. Take this flying boat for example, I don't think many fifth-grade sects can produce it."

Yan Kongqing took his disciple's hand and said proudly:

"After so many years of hardship, it's time to indulge in some luxury."

"Along the way, many passing cultivators were curious about which faction this new flying boat that suddenly appeared belonged to. Unfortunately... the Flame Wave Sect has been secluded from the world for too long, and apart from the older generation of cultivators, not many people remember it anymore."

Lu Zhiqiu looked at the two of them with a smile and said nothing more.

The day after she asked for a kiss.

Yan Kongqing found an opportunity, pulled his little disciple Liu Qingyuan away from the edge of the cold pond, and pecked him lips to lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Their faces were as red as if they had a fever.

The young disciple Liu Qingyuan hesitated and was entangled for a long time, asking Yan Kongqing why he suddenly did such a thing.

Yan Kongqing is also thin-skinned.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at Liu Qingyuan, and just stammered that he was afraid that his disciple would make mistakes if she rashly came into contact with advanced skills, so he came to check her and fulfill his responsibility as the head and master.

And this thing.

It was revealed in such a strange way.

This made Lu Zhiqiu, who had prepared snacks and was ready to enjoy the pure love movie, furious.

Why are you all so reserved? Can't you just be more direct?

Do we have to strip both of them naked and throw them into a small dark room to create the spark of love, right?

but.

Although there was not much emotion expressed between the two.

But in the next few days.

Lu Zhiqiu still noticed that after the kiss, the two of them became closer, often walking in and out of the woods hand in hand, and spending significantly more time together.

It's like a layer of window paper has been pierced, but not completely.

Come back to your senses.

Looking at the master and disciple who were sticking together again after putting away the flying boat, Lu Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes and showed an aunt-like smile.

"Master, what are you looking at that's so funny?"

Her genuine disciple was very confused at this time and poked Lu Zhiqiu with her hand.

Lu Zhiqiu stood with his hands behind his back and said with a dry cough:

"You are still young, so stay out of the adult world."

Xiao Yanqing puffed out his chest and argued loudly: