After I left the sect, the entire sect knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

The female cultivator opened her mouth, looked at the unconscious male cultivator, and asked nervously, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to just leave him lying here like this?"

"It's fine." Lin Yan's expression was calm as she uttered these two words without saying anything more.

If a cultivator is injured and unconscious, someone will carry him away. After all, it was that male cultivator who spoke recklessly, so it's no wonder others had to teach him a lesson.

Even in this world of cultivation, there are always some dim-witted individuals who can't control their mouths and spout nonsense.

The female cultivator was momentarily at a loss for words. This person always seemed to have a knack for killing conversations. However, she didn't linger, as her next match was scheduled for the backstage area, and she needed to hurry to prepare.

Lin Yan sat quietly in the rest area, her gaze fixed on the show schedule displayed on the large sign. It was the twenty-eighth show; it wouldn't be long before it was her turn again.

The waiting time was quite boring, so she opened her communication jade disc to check the information of the other cultivators in her group. Many of them had joined at the age limit, and she was the youngest in this group.

At this moment, a male cultivator walked over from the other side of the rest area, went straight up to her, and looked down at her.

Lin Yan looked up and met his gaze calmly, but inwardly she was wondering: Could it be another weirdo coming to say some inexplicable things to her?
“I watched your sparring match in the square before. You are very strong and qualified to be my opponent.”

Upon hearing this, her expression remained unchanged, and she asked calmly, "And then?"

"It's a pity we're not in the same group! But I hope we can be grouped together in the second round and have a good competition. My name is Fu Chi, and I will definitely defeat you. Be prepared for that!"

"..."

Did this person come all this way just to say these words to her?

She couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his head, but he turned and left after saying that, so she didn't have a chance to see if his head was just mush or water.

Soon, it was her turn for the second match. She still wielded a longsword, while her opponent used a long staff.

Her opponent looked like a cultivator, with bulging muscles all over his body and a long staff in his hand, making him look even more ferocious.

Lin Yan remained expressionless. After the two exchanged a perfunctory bow, she launched the first attack with lightning speed, sword in hand, at the referee's command.

To deal with such a big guy, you have to be fast and agile!

The male cultivator was no ordinary person either; he reacted extremely quickly, raising his long staff to block.

When her first attack missed, she immediately changed her moves, her figure as fast as lightning.

Limited by his speed, the male cultivator could only defend himself and desperately swing his staff.

Although he was incredibly strong, he gradually became overwhelmed by Lin Yan's rapid and relentless attacks and showed signs of defeat!

Lin Yan seized the opportunity and launched a rapid and intense attack, finally aiming for his throat. He hurriedly swung his staff to block, but the sword missed its mark.

In the midst of the fierce fight, he was unknowingly forced to the edge of the ring. As he swung his stick haphazardly like a headless fly, he was struck by a powerful attack from Lin Yan and sent flying.

The fight lasted only six minutes before the referee declared Lin Yan the winner.

"My god, is she a rogue cultivator? She's so powerful! Luckily, I'm not in the same group as her!"

"She's so fast, I love it..."

"Huh? Why did the atmosphere suddenly turn so awkward?"

……

After the two matches, she had no more matches that morning. She handed in her sword, paid the fees, and then turned and left the spectator area expressionlessly.

The female cultivator who had spoken up for her earlier seemed to have finished her match and came jogging over. "Oh, you're leaving already? Won't you take another look?"

Lin Yan looked puzzled: "What are you looking at?"

"Watch...the opponent's match."

"Oh, it's just the first round, no need to rush."

She was confident she could make it into the top ten of her group, so there was no need to waste time watching her first-round opponents' matches. It wasn't that she was overconfident; she firmly believed she had the ability.

As soon as he stepped out of the competition area, he saw several disciples of the Xuantian Sect approaching. Gu Zhu was among them.

Last time he was injured by himself, and Lingyun Laodeng said he was seriously injured. He even went to great lengths to demand an explanation. In less than a few days, this person is alive and kicking. How can he still participate in the competition?
Tsk, where's the injury? It's obvious you didn't hit him hard enough. I wonder if I'll run into him in the second round and then cripple him!
On the dueling stage, swords have no eyes; it's normal to accidentally hit a red-hot weapon, right?
Those disciples also saw her.

"Hey, Senior Brother Gu, isn't that the rogue cultivator who's been all the rage in Jade Disc Square lately?"

"Yes, that's her. She always wears a mask, I don't know if it's because she's so ugly, hahaha."

The group burst into laughter, but Gu Zhu, who had suffered a loss at her hands, had a cold expression.

Lin Yan didn't care at all about the comments about her appearance and walked straight out. However, Gu Zhu came up and stopped her.

"What is it?" she asked expressionlessly.

"You ingrate, you won't be smug for long!" Gu Zhu said, clenching her fists.

Actually, he was just feeling unbalanced, which is why, even after he had already suffered a loss, he still didn't learn his lesson and went to try and outdo him with his verbal skills!
This wasn't the scene Gu Zhu imagined she would encounter again.

He envisioned his fourth junior sister living a miserable life, a rogue cultivator without resources and unable to protect herself, before returning to him on her knees, begging for his help...

Please ask him to intercede with your master!
Meanwhile, he enjoyed immense prestige and generously gave away his wealth...

The reality is that she is indeed incredibly popular, and I have repeatedly suffered losses because of her!
Why is it that this ungrateful wretch is living such a good life after leaving the sect?
Gu Zhu's current mentality stems from seeing those who were always bullied and inferior to her become stronger and better, coupled with her resentment at being repeatedly taken advantage of.

"Oh, so be smug now. What can you do besides rage here in vain? You're a defeated opponent, utterly pathetic!"

"You wretch, today I'll teach you a lesson and show you that you can't be so arrogant!"

"Who are you calling a slut?"

"you!"

"Oh, so you know you're cheap after all!" Lin Yan said with a mocking expression.

Unable to argue further, Gu Zhu turned to the disciples who were watching the scene from a distance and said defiantly, "What are you all doing standing there? Come here and grab this bitch!"

The group exchanged glances. They were good at stirring up trouble, but when it came to actually causing trouble during the competition, they didn't dare to.

"If any of you arrest her, I can speak with my master and ask him to take in a few inner disciples..."

Upon hearing this, the group immediately became eager to act.

They weren't qualified to represent their sect in the Immortal Sect Competition; the only way they could demonstrate their abilities to the elders was through the sect's assessments...

With so many people vying for one or two spots as direct disciples, it's unlikely they'll get a chance. But a recommendation changes everything...

The treatment of personally instructed disciples is much better than that of inner disciples! (End of this chapter)