Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 143 Melon

Star-catching tower.

Sect Leader Fang looked into the distance and saw Elder Xiaobai sitting in front of the water mirror, watching a live broadcast.

"In this Immortal Cultivation Conference, Tang Xin will use divination techniques to determine which arena he should compete for."

"Zhu Wuyao's Falling Leaf Sword can cut open the defender's protective techniques, spiritual arrays, and magical artifacts."

"Disciples with lower cultivation levels deliberately lose to the defending champions, allowing the champions to win more points and accumulate more points."

"When experts from other sects want to take this arena, our Zhaixinglou will send disciples at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining to challenge them. The defender of the arena will choose a Zhaixinglou disciple with a lower level to fight against.

"At this point, the score accumulated on the arena is very high, and there are also flaws planted by Zhu Wuyao. In addition, the defenders are exhausted, so Zhaixinglou can win. Moreover, the score obtained each time they win the arena is very high."

"In that case, how could its ranking be low?"

Elder Xiaobai, being an observer, had a clearer perspective. Furthermore, this "live broadcast" required the cooperation of the disciples of Zhaixinglou in the Immortal Cultivation Conference, so he did not shy away from any schemes.

In his view, the disciples of Zhaixinglou cooperated very well with each other.

Furthermore, Gu Yiguan, who was skilled in the art of observing qi, predicted that the Star-Picking Tower would rise to prominence.

Elder Xiaobai grew increasingly puzzled and asked:

"Senior Sister Fang, why are you so certain that Zhaixing Tower will not win first place this time?"

Sect Leader Fang smiled and said:

"The Tower of Stars is in its prime, that is true, but its prime is not in the last ten years."

Elder Xiaobai was somewhat helpless, but continued reading.

He wanted to see just how Zhaixinglou, with its excellent situation, could possibly lose.

In the prologue of the "Starry Sky Myriad Phenomena Technique," there is this sentence:

"To be insightful about the ways of the world and able to see the fish in the deep is an ominous sign."

That's true; it's not necessarily a good thing if a person can see their destiny clearly.

Knowing one's destiny can breed resentment and anger, leading to a resentment towards fate and a desire to defy it.

Just as a certain city is destined to suffer a major disaster this year, no matter what you do, the disaster will still come, only in a different way.

Perhaps the efforts of those who defy fate to avert disaster will instead become the cause of the disaster itself.

In the end, the disaster still occurred; those who knew were guilty, those who acted regretted, and those who did not know were innocent.

The Star-Picking Tower was destined not to prosper for the next ten years. Although Elder Xiaobai was unwilling, he understood that the fate of one city and one sect was irreversible.

Fortunately, Junior Brother Chi is unaware of this matter.

He was skilled at fortune telling, and his junior brother Chi was adept at tracing back to the past.

Only today did he learn the results of the Immortal Cultivation Conference from Senior Sister Fang.

I felt suffocated for a while.

Elder Xiaobai looked into the water mirror and saw Junior Brother Chi looking smug and triumphant.

Looking back at the arena, the battle for the title had reached its most intense moment.

Zhu Wuyao, on whom he had placed high hopes, was actually deliberately sent to the arena. Was this... his tactics discovered?

Zhu Wuyao was also quite helpless. Although she had not won a single round, she was still full of energy and had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

Ordinary minor sects and factions have strategically given up by this point in the war.

If the other three sects members of equal skill do not challenge her, she will be banished to the arena and never be able to leave.

How can one be a happy landmine-laying slacker?

She glanced at the center of the five-way arena, her eyes lighting up. There was only an incense stick's time left before the tournament ended.

When the battle ends, the person standing on the stage will receive ten points.

Therefore, defending the title is more worthwhile than being a slacker now.

Just then, she saw Xiao Qingyu and Ruan Ayao face off.

The Star-Picking Tower occupies two arenas; even if it weren't for Ruan Ayao, someone else would have come to fight.

In the last Immortal Cultivation Tournament, Xiao Qingyu was traded one for one at the last minute, with his opponent suffering serious injuries and being forced to leave the field, severely damaging his combat strength.

Thanks to the abilities of Ruan Ayao of the Taibai Sect, who, despite being injured, managed to drag the Juque Sect into the fray, ultimately restoring the balance of the battle.

Otherwise, the Juque Sect, which caused trouble last time, might have been number one.

Zhu Wuyao, having nothing else to do and being nearby, watched the battle with great interest.

She noticed Xiao Qingyu's unpredictable expression; his feelings towards Ruan Ayao seemed extremely complex.

Could there be something fishy going on?

"We owe a great debt to you at the last Immortal Cultivation Conference."

Ruan Ayao wore a moon-white robe and held a long flute. She wore no jewelry except for a dark blue ribbon wrapped around her wrist, which was the only unusual color on her entire body.

Like a solo traveler who has carefully selected a souvenir and wears it on their body.

The next moment, the wind rose.

Ruan Ayao's clear, wind-like voice came: "Yi Guan and I are good friends, there's no need for thanks."

"Fellow Daoist, please."

When Zhu Wuyao heard the name "Yiguan," she gasped. No wonder the color of the ribbon on her wrist looked so familiar.

In addition, there was the scene when I borrowed spirit stones from Senior Sister Gu...

She imagined it: Senior Sister Gu, in a dark blue robe, holding a long halberd, cold and solemn; beside her, Ruan Ayao, the swift and valiant one, holding a long flute and dressed in a moon-white robe; and behind them—

Following a chatterbox like Song Kezi?!

What kind of configuration is this...?

Since the start of the Immortal Cultivation Conference, Senior Sister Gu and Ruan Ayao haven't exchanged a single word.

Is this a case of the friendship between gentlemen being as light as water, or is there another hidden story?

Zhu Wuyao rubbed his temples, looking troubled. Could it be that they had a fight?

But soon, she couldn't stand watching the excitement anymore. Xiao Qingyu had been defending the arena for a long time and had fought many battles, but she was still defeated.

With only half an incense stick remaining, everyone knew that this was now a tournament exclusively for the four major sects, and smaller sects could no longer get involved.

At the Star-Picking Pavilion, only Zhu Wuyao was on the arena.

Ruan Ayao leaned back slightly, supported by the pillar formed by the wind, lowered her head slightly, and parted her slightly pale lips, letting out a melodious flute sound.

In this battlefield, the sound of the flute seemed very low, not at all overshadowing the main theme.

But those who want to hear will always be able to hear.

Zhu Wuyao snapped out of his daze and saw the person who had come to challenge him—Qingyi Heming, Wei Zhang, a disciple of the Qingyun Sect who had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the arena:

"Oh ho ho, that's an interesting name."

Gu Yiguan frowned, and hearing that familiar yet irritating voice, he turned around helplessly to look at the person in the red dress.

Where did you come from?

Ye Xiaozhou smiled brightly and said:

He swaggered in.

How could she possibly be absent from such a lively occasion?

It was worth the trouble of rushing to Zhongling City; she just happened to catch a good show.

Seeing the purple light emanating from Senior Sister Gu, as if she were about to become angry, Ye Xiaozhou grabbed Song Kezi, whose face was full of surprise, and used him as a shield, quickly shrinking his neck and saying:

"Don't get angry yet! Look at the arena, our junior sister is about to be in trouble."

Upon hearing this, Song Kezi became interested and said:

"Tell me what happened!"

The purple lightning on Senior Sister Gu's body disappeared, and she looked up at the arena and the half-stick of incense in the middle.