A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

Everyone turned to look and saw that Elder Kong Lingfei from the outer sect was walking over with a petite figure.

The girl was dressed in a red dress, striding with her long, beautiful legs, her eyes showing no fear.

As she passed by Luo Fan, she winked at him and secretly scratched his palm with her finger.

Immediately, a chilling aura locked onto Luo Fan, freezing him into silence.

With lightning speed, he appeared beside Bai Jie and stood there obediently, looking at the sky.

Midozhi pouted and nudged Kong Lingfei with her little hand.

Kong Lingfei was about to greet everyone when he was unexpectedly tricked by his own disciple.

He staggered forward and nearly crashed headfirst into Yunxi.

Midozhi covered her mouth with her small hand, ignoring that her control over her strength was not yet perfect.

"You wicked disciple! You!"

Kong Lingfei turned around, but Midozhi was nowhere to be seen.

The girl appeared on Luo Fan's other side at some point and fed him a spirit fruit.

Luo Fan was in agony, facing a scorching onslaught from the left and extreme cold from the right.

I wish I could dig a hole in the ground and crawl right in.

"..."

Kong Lingfei twitched his eye hard.

Could it be that this girl, unable to find that alchemist, has turned her attention to Luo Fan instead?

However, as the sect's top prodigy, having him to look after him is a good outcome.

"Ahem!"

Kong Lingfei cleared his throat and looked at Yunxi.

"Sect Leader, my disciple is insisting on going out to broaden her horizons. May I take her with me?"

He was a little embarrassed, his face slightly flushed.

I didn't want to bring this girl along and cause trouble, but I couldn't resist her persistent pleading and cajoling.

Fairy Yunxi looked at Mi Duozhi, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. "What's wrong with her cultivation level?"

Midozhi's cultivation has reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining; this rate of improvement is simply too fast.

"Sect Leader, you are unaware of this."

Kong Lingfei straightened his back. "This girl has a special constitution. She has been feeling something these past few days, and as a result, her cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds."

He was only half telling the truth.

Midozhi does indeed have a special constitution, but he doesn't know the specifics.

But Midozhi told him that he had suddenly become enlightened and his cultivation level had increased.

He believed it to be true and was happy about it for a long time, so he brought the girl here to show her face.

Fairy Yunxi and Liu Linglong exchanged a glance, both seeing understanding in each other's eyes.

They sensed a faint aura of the five elements emanating from Midozhi.

That aura seemed to have been erased without a trace; only the two of them noticed it beforehand.

Then, recalling the Five Elements Creation Pill that Luo Fan had previously refined, everything became clear.

The two of them glanced at Luo Fan simultaneously.

Not only them, but Bai Jie, Lu Qingdai, and Xiong Chumo also all looked at Luo Fan.

Their perspectives differed.

Bai Jie's expression was a mixture of helplessness and doting affection.

Lu Qingdai's expression was ambiguous, a half-smile.

Xiong Chumo was... curious?

Luo Fan felt a chill run down his spine and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. It seemed his Breath Concealing Pill needed an upgrade.

Besides, it's one thing for Senior Sister Bai to look at him, but he's her own Daoist partner.

Senior Sister Lu, Senior Sister Xiong, what do you mean by glaring at me?

And what about the sect leader and Uncle Liu? Why do their eyes seem to see through everything?

"That's enough."

Yunxi withdrew her gaze. "Since you want to go, then come along. Let Luo Fan protect you."

"Yes! Thank you, Sect Leader!"

Midozhi was overjoyed and quickly bowed, then moved closer to Luo Fan and hugged his arm tightly with both hands.

Yan Wujiu then took out his notebook and wrote down, "Twenty flirting lines, and how to be cool naturally!"

"..."

"Now that everyone's here, let's set off."

With a gentle wave of her hand, Fairy Yunxi conjured a gigantic cloud boat.

The cloud boat is pure white, carved with cloud patterns, and its hull emits a faint spiritual light.

Fairy Yunxi took the lead and flew onto the cloud boat.

Then came Xie Nantian, Chu Wuyai, Shen Fufeng, Zhao Jingzhou, and Yan Wujiu.

Xie Nantian broke through to the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, his aura was calm and steady, and he had the demeanor of a senior disciple.

Chu Wuyai, Shen Fufeng, and Zhao Jingzhou are all at the peak of the eighth level of Foundation Establishment.

Yan Wujiu was at the early stage of the eighth level of Foundation Establishment.

As they passed by Luo Fan, they all nodded to him as a greeting.

Luo Fan returned the greetings one by one.

Finally, there are Bai Jie, Ji Kun, Xiong Chumo, Lu Qingdai, and Mi Duozhi.

Just as Luo Fan was about to board the ship, he heard a soft moan, and then Liu Linglong boarded the ship.

No?

What did that woman mean by snorting?

Luo Fan shrugged and stepped onto the spirit boat.

The cloud boat took off and transformed into a streak of light, arriving at the territory of the Zhengyang Sect in less than half a day.

From afar, the mountain gate stands majestically, shrouded in mist, with cranes soaring overhead, presenting a scene of celestial grandeur.

The area in front of the mountain gate was already bustling with people.

Various colored lights continuously descended, all of them people who came to participate in the martial arts competition.

As the host, the Zhengyang Sect decorated the place with lanterns and colorful streamers to welcome guests from all directions.

Mountain Gate Square.

A middle-aged man dressed in a black Taoist robe and wearing a purple-gold crown stood with his hands behind his back.

His face was cold and aloof, his gaze sharp as lightning, and his Nascent Soul cultivation made him a force to be reckoned with.

Several elders with equally powerful auras stood beside him.

And two middle-aged men with extraordinary bearing.

One of them, dressed in a Taoist robe of azure clouds and exuding an air of otherworldly grace, was the sect leader of the Azure Cloud Sect, True Man Qingyang.

The other, dressed in the Xuan Tian robes, exuded an imposing aura; he was the sect leader of the Xuan Tian Sect, Master Xuan Ming.

The gathering of the three sect leaders attracted countless eyes.

"Brother Sikong, your sect is truly full of talented people at this martial arts competition."

Master Qingyang stroked his long beard and said with a smile.

Master Xuanming nodded and said, "These disciples all possess profound auras and solid foundations; their future is promising."

"You two are too kind."

Sikong Jue cupped his hands in greeting, "My Zhengyang Sect has the advantage of location and has recruited more promising talents."

"I've heard that your sect has recently produced several geniuses."

This martial arts competition is likely to be a spectacular event.

The three exchanged pleasantries, their words carrying hidden meanings and subtle veiled barbs.

"Disciples of Xuantian Sect, Elder Liu will take you to the guest courtyard to rest."

"Elder Chen will arrange the disciples of Qingyun Sect."

Sikong Jue gave the instructions.

Two elders immediately stepped forward and led the disciples of the two sects away.

"Thank you for your trouble, Sect Master Sikong."

Master Qingyang and Master Xuanming bowed in thanks and then left with their respective disciples.

Only the members of the Zhengyang Sect remained in the square.

Sikong Jue watched the two figures leave, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"A bunch of clowns, do you think you're worthy to compete with my Zhengyang Sect?"

Today, the Zhengyang Sect is no longer the obscure little sect it once was.

At this moment, Luo Fan and his group's cloud boat landed at the mountain gate square, and Yun Xi stepped out first.

"Junior Sister Yunxi, how have you been?"

Sikong Jue stepped forward, a gentlemanly smile on his face.

"Senior Brother Sikong, I apologize for troubling you this time."

Yunxi smiled faintly, neither warm nor cold.

Sikong Jue nodded. "Junior sister, there's no need to be so polite. This is simply the Zhengyang Sect's duty as host."

"Is this Fairy Yunxi?"

"Indeed, her beauty and talent are unparalleled, and her reputation is well-deserved."

"I've heard that Peach Blossom Temple has been suffering from a decline in talent in recent years. I wonder what kind of disciples they can field for this martial arts competition?"

Whispers arose from the surroundings, and many disciples of the Zhengyang Sect cast curious glances their way.

Sikong Jue was also observing the disciples behind Yunxi.

When his gaze fell on Luo Fan and Midozhi, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Junior Sister Yunxi, our four sects' martial arts competition is a rare and grand event."

Sikong Jue glanced at Luo Fan, "These two Qi Refining stage cultivators, could it be that Junior Sister brought them here to broaden their horizons?"

"Even Qi Refining Level 1 people are participating in the martial arts competition? Peach Blossom Temple really has no one left."

"That's right, even the weakest outer disciples of my Zhengyang Sect are at least at the fifth level of Qi Refining."

"Isn't this just making a fool of oneself?"

Several disciples of the Zhengyang Sect whispered among themselves, their voices not loud, but just loud enough for everyone to hear.

Yunxi's expression remained unchanged.

"I've always heard that Senior Brother Sikong has an exceptional eye for talent and can gather all the best minds in the world. Seeing him today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved."

Ok?

Sikong Jue frowned; how could he not understand Yunxi's implied meaning?

This is mocking him for being blind and unable to recognize a true person. Could it be that there's something strange about that kid who's only at the first level of Qi Refining?

"This humble one, Luo Fan, greets Sect Master Sikong."

Luo Fan cupped his hands in greeting, "This junior is not very talented, but I would like to learn a few moves of the supreme immortal techniques of the Zhengyang Sect."

Sikong Jue's gaze fell on Luo Fan, who stepped forward without any fear.

"Ha, how arrogant."

A young man dressed in red with a sinister face sneered from behind Sikong Jue.

"Don't be rude!"

Sikong Jue feigned a rebuke, "Don't let people laugh at our Zhengyang Sect for not knowing how to treat guests."

The man quickly bowed and admitted his mistake, but his eyes were full of mockery.

"Junior Sister Yunxi, you must be tired after your long journey."

Sikong Jue turned his head and ordered, "Chi'ou, take Sect Leader Yunxi and the others to the guest courtyard to rest. Do not neglect them."

"Gentlemen, please follow me."

The red gull crossed its arms over its chest, its posture languid, as if it were giving alms.

Luo Fan saw this and felt cold inside, then said lightly, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Brother Chou."

The red gull, which had already turned around, suddenly turned back upon hearing this.

"My name is Red Gull!"

"Okay, Ugly Senior Brother."

"you!"

Chi Ou's face turned ashen with rage, and his spiritual energy surged around him, on the verge of exploding.

puff!

Midozhi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yan Wujiu, Ji Kun, and the others couldn't hold back any longer; their shoulders twitched, but they dared not laugh too obviously.