Cultivating immortality at the age of three and a half, the whitewashing system came five hundred ye

Chapter 94: Gift of Luck
Venerable Wanhe, who was originally still sitting in his seat, knew that Yao had comprehended his wood sword intent at such a young age. He thought he would win this battle for sure, but suddenly he sensed a great sword intent and stood up from his seat in shock.

Jiang Wan had previously integrated the sword intent of the Great Dao, and also had the Glazed Sword Heart given by the system. It wasn't that she was trying to show off, but when her mind was free of distractions, it was easier for her to display the sword intent.

To describe it in terms of height, Jiang Yao's sword intent and sword light are ten meters, and her sword intent and sword light are one hundred meters.

The sword intent soared into the sky, instantly breaking through the defensive formation set up in the square.

"Oh my god, isn't this the Dao sword intent?"

"Don't stop me. I'm going to find a piece of tofu and kill myself. I'm not as good as the old and I'm not as good as the young. I'm useless."

"At four years old, you already have sword intent. Ahhhh, jealousy makes me look ugly. I feel so blue and thin that I want to cry."

"I'm such a jerk! Why on earth did I come to watch two little kids compete? My Dao heart is unstable now. When did sword intent become so easy to comprehend? Am I just too stupid?"

The senior brother beside him patted him on the shoulder.

"Be good, don't compete with geniuses, you will get hurt."

Jiang Wan slashed down with her sword, and the Venerable Wanhe at the top immediately moved, appearing in front of Jiang Yao to protect her. With a wave of his sleeve, Jiang Wan was blown away.

Jiang Wan released the little turtle, drawing a parabola in the air.

The little turtle grew bigger in excitement. It was finally my turn to perform. It also performed well and tried to ask its owner to make it a basalt armor.

He couldn't even imagine how handsome he would look in the armor.

Jiang Wan didn't dare to think about it. Was the Divine Transformation cultivator attacking her?
Even if the other party didn't use spiritual power, a four-year-old child like me couldn't withstand it!

The qi and blood in his body surged, but not to the point of vomiting blood. How could he not vomit blood? That would be disrespectful to the cultivator who had reached the stage of Divine Transformation.

I bit the tip of my tongue and it hurts so much. Never mind, I'd better force out some blood quietly!
"Wow!" A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Little Turtle: "Master, you are vomiting blood. I will go and kill this old man."

Jiang Wan quickly sent a message to it.

"Be honest, I was just pretending. You, a second-level person, are just serving turtle soup to others!"

Dongchen wanted to step forward, but Jin Yao held his shoulders. At this moment, the whole square was silent and no one dared to speak.

Jiang Yao's face looked ugly. He had the sword intent accumulated from his previous life, so why did she have it too?

Venerable Wanhe also noticed that the atmosphere was wrong and coughed lightly.

"It was just a sparring match between fellow disciples, how could you have the guts to kill someone? You're so vicious at such a young age, what will happen to you when you grow up?

Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your master."

Jiang Wan covered her heart and sat on the turtle.

“Thank you, my master is not familiar with you.

She also used sword power. Your Excellency, did you hurt me because my sword power is stronger than your disciple's, or did you bully me because my master is not around?
You are the ones who issued the challenge and you are the ones who set the competition. If you can't afford to play, then don't play!

I don't care. The last fight is between me and her, not you and me. Go away.

I told you not to use the sword, but you insisted on using it. Now look what happened!

Jiang Yao, do you dare to continue? If you don't, even if I win, write the contract!"

Jiang Yao stepped out from behind Venerable Wanhe. She couldn't let her master be criticized. Moreover, Jiang Wan was already injured and vomiting blood. She didn't believe that she couldn't beat her.

"Thank you, Master, for your love and care for me. Since my sister still wants to compete, let's continue!"

Jiang Wan chuckled and looked up at Venerable Wanhe, her small eyes full of stubbornness. Venerable Wanhe disappeared from the spot and returned to his seat.

Seeing his calm demeanor, Jiang Wan remembered him.

Turning to look at Jiang Yao, he said:
"Now it seems that you are no match for me in swordsmanship. To prevent me from using my Thunder Fire Whip to whip you so hard that your master won't recognize you, I will just use my hands!"

Jiang Yao could only put away her sword. She had indeed lost in a contest of sword intent, but if she had to fight, she could use magic.

Immediately, she threw out a seed, which gave birth to new branches with spiritual power. A thorny vine was about to wrap around Jiang Wan. Jiang Wan stamped her feet, and the small magic boots on her feet deflected a wave of fire, burning the vine to ashes.

The opponent continued to use the water condensation technique, trying to condense all the water around Jiang Wan.

She wanted to condense the water in Jiang Wan's body directly, but she didn't have the ability to do so.

Jiang Wan stopped playing with her and rushed over quickly, slapping her in the face so hard that her ears were buzzing.

"Today I will teach you a move. When spiritual power is insufficient, we can still use our fists."

"Pah, pah, pah, pah—"

Even though Jiang Yao was a person who had lived a second life, she was still slapped by her little hands, making her dizzy, her hair disheveled, and she wanted to cry in pain.

[You teach the girl of destiny carefully and become her mentor and helpful friend on her path to growth. You work hard and forge ahead, your tears dry up only after the candle burns out.

mission completed.

Mission Reward: Luck Gift +1
Gift of Luck: You need to use contemptuous contact when using it, and the opponent must be completely suppressed by you before you can use it.

If you detect that the person you are holding is a person of great luck, you can use the "Gift of Luck" technique to transfer a bit of their luck to you.

Jiang Wan: You call this a gift?
"Use the gift of luck!"

She looked at the purple ball of luck above Jiang Yao's head, and a strand of it was drawn out and joined to the top of her own head.

"Snapped!"

She used her spiritual power for the last slap, knocking the man unconscious.

The referee quickly stepped forward to stop it. Oh my goodness, this little slap hit the disciple of Venerable Wanhe so hard that Venerable Wanhe's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

It’s not that he didn’t want to come up and stop it, but he had already stepped forward and it would be inconvenient for him to step in again.

"Alright, alright, this Junior Sister has fainted, Junior Sister Wanwan, please stop hitting her.

I declare that Jiang Wan wins the third match!"

Jiang Wan stretched out her hands happily and jumped up and down. Thinking of the blood she had just vomited, she jumped twice and quickly covered her chest with her hands and coughed.

Seeing Jiang Yao unconscious, Su Yunrou wanted to step forward, but was hit in the face by Jiang Wan's water ball technique, and she suddenly woke up.

"Humph, you can't stand losing and you still want to pretend to be unconscious. Now I won two out of three games and tied one. You pretended to be unconscious after losing. Do you not want to return my spirit stones or do you not want to swear the Heart Demon Oath?
I don’t care whether you want it or not, you have to admit defeat.”

Jiang Wan said as she looked at the old referee:

"Uncle Judge, give me the contract you just gave me. This is my proof of wanting the spirit stone, along with the Heart Demon Oath. Give it to me now!"

Jiang Yao resisted the thought of making a vow to her inner demon that he would never want to kill her again.

"Don't worry, sister, I'll send it right away.

I, Jiang Yao, swear that I will never again harbor murderous intentions towards Jiang Wan, or else I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!"

Jiang Wan wrinkled her nose.

"The oath you made is really lame. Which of us monks will not be struck by lightning? Which of us will die peacefully?
It would be better to add one sentence, so that your cultivation will never be able to advance an inch, that's the right thing to do!"

Jiang Yao didn't dare to respond to her. She just covered her face, rolled her eyes, and fainted again.

A young man in the middle stage of foundation building, wearing a snow-white robe, rushed up and hugged Jiang Yao's body, staring at Jiang Wan fiercely with his phoenix eyes.

"My master is right. You are indeed vicious at such a young age. You don't hit people in the face. You actually beat Junior Sister Jiang Yao into this state."

"You little bitch, don't fall into my hands in the future, or I'll teach you a lesson!"

He said this to Jiang Wan in a whispered voice.

(End of this chapter)