After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 290 Fighting a Living Person
Tu Feifei was a little puzzled.

The two people in front of her seemed even more ignorant than she, a novice cultivator.
After emerging from the secret realm, she was initially quite depressed, because sure enough, her sisters' spoils of war were being seen one after another in the viewing mirror.

This made her feel even worse, and she didn't notice the two people following behind her.

She only noticed the girl named Lingchan when she landed and excitedly jumped around, then came closer.

"What...is this?"

Tu Feifei glanced at the viewing mirror in her hand, unsure if this was what she was asking about, so she held it up and asked, "You mean this?"

Lingchan nodded.

"This is a viewing mirror!" Tu Feifei asked, puzzled. "Don't you know what this is?"

Meng San naturally recognized it, but she never expected that the rare item that only she and Song Nan possessed back then would now be considered commonplace.

"My family is poor, I've never seen one before." She gave a straightforward reason and then ignored Tu Feifei's suspicious gaze.

"This is my first time on the Qingcang Continent. The air here is quite nice," Meng San said, looking around with genuine admiration.

To be honest, this girl's clothes and overall aura don't give the impression of being "poor" at all.

As for the Qingcang Continent, Tu Feifei grew up there and was quite familiar with it.

"The trees around here were all planted by the Qingcang Sect. We have now entered the territory of the Qingcang Sect."

She explained, "The Qingcang Sect has been established for many years and has always paid great attention to protecting the surrounding environment. After the demon invasion, the sect leader believed that the air in the human world was polluted, so he specially increased the area of ​​greenery."

Meng San nodded.

"Are you two also going to the Qingcang Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony?"

Tu Feifei noticed that there was a tall, slender man in black next to Meng San, but with an ordinary appearance, and couldn't help but wonder about their relationship.

Given the stark difference in their appearances, Tu Feifei believed it was impossible for them to be a couple, leaving only one possibility—a brother-sister relationship.

Meng San nodded in agreement, “I heard that the Qingcang Sect is going to recruit disciples, but I don’t know what the rules are for this recruitment ceremony.”

"Qingcang Sect is the most prestigious sect on the Qingcang Continent. Hundreds of years ago, the threshold for recruiting disciples was extremely strict. However, since the invasion of the demon race a hundred years ago, due to the large number of disciples joining the human-demon battlefield, the number of disciples in various sects has been decreasing, so they have had to lower the threshold for recruiting disciples."

"So, now is the best time to join the Qingcang Sect?" Meng San said, stroking his chin.

Tu Feifei nodded, and once again cheered herself on in her heart.

She had already missed several sects' apprentice recruitment events and treasure hunts in secret realms, but now the Qingcang Sect's apprentice recruitment event was another huge opportunity.

According to what she had learned in the past two days, the Qingcang Sect should be considered the last major sect to hold a disciple recruitment conference recently.

Once this apprentice recruitment ceremony concludes, unless the major sects suffer heavy losses in the upcoming wars, it will likely be many years before so many sects hold similar apprentice recruitment ceremonies again.

We must seize this opportunity.

Tu Feifei made a decision in her heart.

"As for the rules you mentioned, I'm not too clear on them either. We're almost there, let's go take a look."

The vast open space was filled with disciples who had come to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony.

As soon as Meng San and his two companions entered, they attracted the attention of several cultivators in a small area.

Most of the cultivators' gazes lingered on Meng San's face, which annoyed Meng San. She had no choice but to secretly cast a spell on herself so that her appearance would not change, but she would be difficult for others to notice.

"Fortunately, I waited this time and didn't join another sect."

"Oh, the way you're saying that makes it sound like other sects would want you if you went there."

"But the Qingcang Sect really surprised us this time. They hadn't made a move before, and I thought they weren't going to take it anymore!" "I did hear some news."

"What news?"

At this point, the voices of the cultivators beside him noticeably quieted down.

However, this was no challenge for Meng San and Song Nan. The two immediately used their divine sense to listen and heard the person from before continue speaking.

"I heard that the army led by one of the elders of the Qingcang Sect suffered heavy losses in a recent battle, resulting in a significant reduction in the sect's personnel. Moreover, the elder himself was seriously injured and has not yet woken up!"

"I see."

At this point, the voices of the Qingcang Sect disciples came from the high platform in the center of the open space.

"For this disciple selection, my sect will adopt a competition format based on the disciples' cultivation levels. The group battles will consist of 100 people of the same level, and the top ten winners will advance to the next round of strategic battles!"

As expected of wartime, the selection criteria have shifted from spiritual root testing to battlefield combat.

As Song Nan sighed inwardly, he met Meng San's bright, sparkling eyes.

He involuntarily took a step back, but before he could even take a step away, Meng San pulled him forward to record his cultivation level.

Meng San's grip strength was exceptionally strong.

Song Nan felt like his bones were about to be crushed, which showed how much he wanted to stretch them.

only……

When entering their cultivation levels, Song Nan quickly concealed their true levels.

Therefore, the spirit stone only showed a Foundation Establishment stage level.

Meng San glared at him with great dissatisfaction, but it was too late.

There was no other way; having just emerged from the Dragon Prison Sea, Song Nan didn't want to be too conspicuous.

I wonder what the cultivation levels of cultivators will be like hundreds of years from now. It's probably safer to keep a low profile and remain humble.

For Meng San, however, filling in the Foundation Establishment cultivation level meant that she could only compete with Foundation Establishment cultivators, which made her very unhappy.

When Song Nan met Meng San's gaze, he simply looked at the sky and the ground, pretending not to see anything.

Because of the large area and many disciples, and the extremely high efficiency of the Qingcang Continent, all the groups were arranged and brought to the corresponding competition venues in less than an hour.

In the first group battle, Meng San and Song Nan were each assigned to one of the two 100-person Foundation Establishment groups.

Just to be on the safe side, Song Nan put a mask on Meng San before the group assignments to cover most of her face.

no way.

He was confident that he could keep a low profile, but he had no confidence in Meng San whatsoever.

Whether or not I will be selected depends on Meng San's decision.

Song Nan thought that after fighting for so many years, he was already tired of it.

However, when the familiar bugle call sounded, the fighting spirit deep in my bones was instantly ignited.

The magically created arena on the Qingcang Continent was too realistic, simulating a real battlefield environment. Dark clouds loomed over the city, banners fluttered, two armies faced off, and the air seemed to be filled with a strong smell of blood.

He couldn't help but rub his hands together, eager to get started.

After all, this is the first time in so many years that they've fought against living people.