Simulation: Starting from Under One Person

Ma Xianhong is one of the top contenders. At such a young age, he is already the leader of a rapidly rising new force, so his strength must be considerable.

The three exchanged glances and decided to deal with the formidable enemy first.

Seeing the three people rushing towards him, Ma Xianhong remained quite calm, shaking the Soul Bell with his left hand and using the Ruyi Scepter with his right.

Shaking the Soul-Shaking Bell once, the three unprepared individuals were thrown into a state of dizziness.

With a flick of his wrist, a ten-foot-long golden Qi staff swept across, knocking the three men unconscious.

The fight ended almost as soon as it began. Ma Xianhong turned and left the arena, followed closely by the referee's voice.

"The winner is Ma Xianhong!"

At the same time, the spectators in the surrounding stands exclaimed in amazement.

"To think he's a weapon refiner! That's rare indeed!" exclaimed the knowledgeable outsider.

"They're very strong, I have no chance of winning." One of the contestants said dejectedly.

"A weapon refiner, huh? I wonder how much strength you'll have left without your magical artifacts?" one of the contestants said confidently, seemingly already having a plan.

"Wow, that's amazing!" an ordinary viewer exclaimed sincerely.

Amidst the murmurs and discussions, the contestants for the second round of competition entered the arena one after another.

Zhang Chulan didn't care about the weak match in the second round. After witnessing Ma Xianhong's incredible feat of taking on three opponents single-handedly, he began to think about how he should fight Ma Xianhong if he encountered him...

After thinking for a while, he realized he didn't have any good ideas. The main reason was that he knew Ma Xianhong could refine magical artifacts as easily as eating and drinking. Who could guess how many magical artifacts he actually had?

How can you fight someone carrying a mobile arsenal with your bare hands?

'Looks like we'll have to resort to underhanded tactics!'

Zhang Chulan's eyes narrowed, and he had already made up his mind.

At this moment, Ma Xianhong sat down next to the two of them.

How does it feel to perform miracles in front of others?

With a smile, Fang Rui asked Ma Xianhong for his opinion on the initial victory.

"It's so-so, pretty boring."

Ma Xianhong responded expressionlessly. Compared to fighting and brawling with others, he preferred to stay at home studying magical artifacts and implements.

"Don't say that! What you're doing now is for the village. Recruiting more talented people will make things easier for us, and you'll have more free time to study the Divine Machine..."

Since everyone around him was considered his own, Fang Rui spoke without any pretense, and what he said didn't involve anything important.

Zhang Chulan overheard Fang Rui and Ma Xianhong's conversation and a look of sudden realization flashed in his eyes. So, the reason his nephew was participating in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony was to recruit talent?

But... what does participating in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony have to do with recruiting talent?

Does it? Probably not...

Zhang Chulan's drifting thoughts were interrupted by a sudden sentence; Ma Xianhong's voice reached his ears.

“Stop. You’re the one who caused all those problems in the village. I’m usually quite free, there’s no need for me to be even more so.”

Ma Xianhong interrupted Fang Rui's rambling, speechless at Fang Rui's half-finished speech.

"Is it……"

Fang Rui feigned surprise, but it was obvious at a glance that he was just pretending. He then waved his hand and changed the subject, saying, "Let's not talk about this. I'm sure you understand that your fame is good for the village."

Ma Xianhong: "...So why don't you go yourself?"

"Don't joke around, if I were to participate, wouldn't that be bullying?"

Fang Rui, who has already been promoted to the level of a Calamity-level powerhouse, said he had no interest in playing with the children. Moreover... the reason for holding this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony was to protect Zhang Chulan. If he dared to bully the weak, Zhang Zhiwei would dare to put laxatives in his food.

Ma Xianhong: "…………" That makes so much sense, I'm speechless.

Zhang Chulan, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, became somewhat interested in Fang Rui's strength. Since he dared to say that, he must be very strong!

"So... Xianhong, the task of making Biyou Village famous is entrusted to you~"

Fang Rui patted Ma Xianhong on the shoulder and said in an encouraging tone.

Ma Xianhong: "…………" So…why do I have to personally take charge?

Aren't there more than a dozen superior root organs?!

Don't count on those with exceptional talent.

Upon hearing this, Ma Xianhong raised an eyebrow in surprise, but instead of saying it aloud, he thought to himself, "You can actually read minds?!"

"Don't talk nonsense. I can't read minds. It's just that your expression is easy to guess."

Fang Rui waved his hands a few times, signaling Ma Xianhong not to overthink it.

Ma Xianhong: "…………" You said you couldn't read minds, but you clearly heard my thoughts perfectly.

"Nonsense, it's just that your expression is too easy to read!"

Fang Rui refused to admit it, but his mischievous eyes seemed to say: That's right, I can read minds.

Listening to Fang Rui's mutterings and seeing Ma Xianhong's changing expressions, Zhang Chulan was startled. He had quite a few secrets in his heart, so he immediately stopped eavesdropping and turned his attention to the arena, watching the three unfamiliar contestants fight amongst themselves while thinking all sorts of random things.

He attempted to build a defensive barrier with trash talk, preventing Fang Rui from prying into his heart.

A strange light flashed in Fang Rui's eyes. He glanced at Zhang Chulan but didn't say anything, and stopped teasing Ma Xianhong.

He raised his head and looked around, a faint white light gleaming in his eyes. Then he lowered his head, turned around and looked behind him, locking his gaze on someone, and gently waved a few times.

Xia He raised her hand and pointed to herself, as if asking, "Is it me?"

"Yes, it's you. Come here quickly."

The familiar voice appeared in Xia He's mind, startling her so much that she trembled reflexively.

Those around her immediately cast questioning glances, but Xia He had no intention of explaining and quickly walked to Fang Rui's side.

"What's the matter?"

"Are you going to get involved in the Quanxing's attack on Longhu Mountain?"

Xia He wasn't surprised that Fang Rui knew about this, since she had already told Zhang Lingyu the news. Fang Rui and Zhang Zhiwei seemed to have a good relationship, so it was reasonable for him to know.

Chapter 156 Conversation with Xia He

"Don't get involved."

Xia He answered quickly, then explained, "I'm quite satisfied with my life now, and I have no interest in continuing to play with those Quanxing people!"

Judging from his attitude, he clearly wants to distance himself from Quanxing.

Fang Rui didn't care whether Xia He's words were true or false, and just assumed that she spoke from the heart. After a while, just as Xia He was thinking about whether to run away, Fang Rui suddenly asked, "Do you want to clear your name?"

"Clear it out?" Xia He looked puzzled.

As a beautiful young woman from the 21st century, Xia He knows what "whitewashing" means, but wonders how she can whitewash herself.

Xia He, one of the four tyrants of wine, women, wealth, and power, is already infamous throughout the supernatural community for her "lust." Changing people's perception of her will be no easy task...

After thinking for a while, Xia He couldn't come up with a suitable metaphor.

Simply put, it's very difficult.

Therefore, she was quite curious about the method Fang Rui mentioned.

Under Xia He's expectant gaze, Fang Rui spoke up: "That's right, it's about whitewashing. Now there's a good opportunity. You tell the Zhengyi faction about Quanxing's plan and capture a few Quanxing members to hand over to the Zhengyi faction, then..."

"You will successfully whitewash yourself, just like the villain in the novel who abandons the light for the dark, and smoothly get rid of your identity as a member of the Quanxing Sect, becoming a family member of a Taoist priest of the Zhengyi Sect and an employee of the Biyou Group."

A Taoist priest's family member...

Xia He instantly grasped the key point in Fang Rui's words and was quite clearly tempted, not even caring that Fang Rui's talk of "whitewashing" was different from what she had thought.

If she could become a stubborn relative, she would be willing to follow Fang Rui's methods. After all, her reputation was already bad enough; the title of "traitor" would only make her reputation worse and create more enemies...

Wait a minute~

Xia He suddenly realized a problem: Wasn't she supposed to help me clear my name? Why are there more and more enemies the more she tries to clear my name?!

Thinking this, Xia He's expression gradually became strange, and her gaze towards Fang Rui became increasingly subtle.

Fang Rui: "…………"

What's going on? Give me an answer!

What's with that subtle look in his eyes?!

Fang Rui, who hadn't used his mind-reading ability, had no idea what Xia He was thinking and was immediately filled with confusion.

"Cough cough~"

A moment later, Fang Rui coughed twice, urging Xia He to give a quick reply.

Urged on by Fang Rui, Xia He's eyes narrowed, and she asked the question she most wanted to know: "...Can you guarantee that I will become a stubborn relative of some people?"

"cannot!"

Although there are many ways to get a stubborn Taoist priest to agree, those methods all involve forcing the priest, not making him do so voluntarily.

Therefore, Fang Rui cannot guarantee this matter.

Xia He: →_→

Don't make promises you can't keep!

"However... if you change your identity and contact Zhang Lingyu, your chances of success will undoubtedly be much greater."

The two obstacles between Zhang Lingyu and Xia He are Zhang Lingyu's inner conflict, which caused him to miss the opportunity to cultivate Yang Wu Lei due to a momentary lapse in judgment, and Xia He's identity as a well-known member of the Quanxing Evil Sect.

Hearing this, Xia He thought about it seriously for a moment, then nodded slightly in agreement with Fang Rui's words: "What you said makes sense. I'll take this task."

"Very good!" Fang Rui's voice rose slightly as he expressed his pleasure at Xia He's choice and pointed out the target to her, "Look over there, there are two middle-aged, obese men wearing gray-brown coats. Those two are members of the Quanxing group in disguise."

"The Thousand-Faced Human Realm Paints Poison".

Although she spent about a year in Biyou Village, she did not forget the famous figures in the supernatural society.

"Yes, that's him."

Fang Rui nodded slightly, indicating that Xia He had not guessed wrong: "Thanks to him, there are quite a few Quanxing people in Longhu Mountain."