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

"Contestant Yan Wujiu, please come to the stage!"

The presiding elder frowned and repeated.

Yan Wujiu seemed to just realize what was happening and said "Oh".

He didn't go on stage, but cleared his throat and shouted in a loud voice.

"Um—I abstain!"

The entire audience was stunned.

The presiding elder frowned even more deeply. "Why forfeit before the competition has even begun?"

Yan Wujiu stood up straight, his voice full of righteous indignation.

"The third rule of our Peach Blossom Temple clearly states—internal strife is strictly prohibited among fellow disciples!"

He pointed to Chu Wuyai, who was chewing on a blade of grass on the stage, looking completely bored.

"See that? That guy on stage is my senior apprentice! We've been friends since we were kids, practically inseparable!"

"If I, Yan Wujiu, were to go on stage and fight him..."

"Winning would be disrespectful to my senior brother, losing would be a disgrace to the sect."

He shrugged, "Only a fool would do something so stupid that it pleases neither side!"

A burst of laughter immediately erupted from the audience.

Even the bigwigs on the platform couldn't help but twitch their lips.

Yan Wujiu got more and more excited as he spoke, spitting as he spoke.

"Besides, I know my own limitations perfectly well."

"If we don't fight with all our might, we won't even be able to touch the hem of his clothes. If we fight with all our might, we probably still won't be able to beat him."

"Instead of going up there and making a fool of ourselves, let's save everyone some time here and finish work early so we can have dinner."

"Perhaps, some kind-hearted, discerning fairy..."

See how understanding and caring I am towards my fellow disciples?

Were you captivated by my righteous indignation and dashing good looks?

"puff--"

Many of the female students present covered their mouths and chuckled, finding this person truly amusing.

Seeing this, Yan Wujiu became even more smug and put his arm around Luo Fan's shoulder.

"Let me tell you, all my flirting skills were learned from my junior brother Luo!"

"I, Yan Wujiu, have poured my heart and soul into creating 'The Complete Guide to Flirting Techniques,' drawing upon all my life's knowledge!"

He pulled out a poorly made booklet and held it high.

"Fellow disciples here, who wants it? I'm selling it cheap! 20% off!"

"This is a golden opportunity, don't miss it!"

Luo Fan was being held by him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Senior Brother Yan, I didn't teach you this."

Under the gaze of everyone, Luo Fan was so embarrassed that he scratched his toes on the ground.

He never imagined that his first death would be caused by Yan Wujiu.

On the high platform.

Yunxi put her hand to her forehead, her lips twitched, and she felt a pain in her temples.

Liu Linglong leaned on Yunxi's shoulder, laughing so hard she was shaking.

"That kid, really..."

Master Qingyang shook his head and chuckled.

Master Xuanming smiled as well, "Your sect's disciples are quite lively."

Amidst a chorus of laughter.

Within the Xuantian Sect's camp, Liu Yue, whose injuries had somewhat healed, secretly raised her head.

He glanced at Yan Wujiu.

I saw him standing in the crowd, joking around.

They don't act properly at all.

For some reason, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she quickly lowered her head.

The presiding elder looked exasperated.

He took several deep breaths before suppressing the urge to throw the kid out.

He looked at Chu Wuyai, who was so bored on the stage that he was weaving things out of foxtail grass, and made a helpless announcement.

"Yan Wujiu forfeits; Chu Wuyai wins!"

"Today's competition is now over!"

"Tomorrow, we will hold the third and final round of the competition!"

"At that time, the top three teams in this year's Four Sects Martial Arts Tournament will be determined!"

"The party's over!"

As people gradually left, they began to discuss the matter.

Everyone knows that the real highlight is tomorrow.

That was a true showdown of the best.

These top talents are finally about to clash head-on.

into the night.

The disciples of each sect returned to their respective guest quarters.

It could be for healing and regulating one's breathing, or for conserving energy and recharging.

Preparing for tomorrow's final battle.

Only in one of the side rooms of the Peach Blossom Temple courtyard was the fire burning brightly in the stove.

Luo Fan sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, his hands forming hand seals, his expression focused.

Before long, the fire in the stove gradually died down.

The furnace lid opened with a click, and several pills radiating spiritual energy flew out.

He put it into a jade bottle that he had prepared beforehand.

After doing all this, Luo Fan let out a long sigh of relief, got up, and walked out of the room.

"Sigh! Tomorrow I'll see you guys steal the show and win the championship again."

"I can only be a spectator!"

"What a miserable life!"

Luo Fan arrived at the door of Yan Wujiu and Chu Wuyai's room.

Before even entering, they could hear Yan Wujiu complaining.

Squeak!

The door was pushed open, and Luo Fan walked in.

"Yo, Junior Brother Luo!"

Lying sprawled out on the bed, Yan Wujiu suddenly sat up with a somersault.

He looked at Luo Fan and said, "Did you come here to comfort my wounded heart?"

"..."

Luo Fan rolled his eyes at him.

He only knows how to comfort a girl's wounded heart... and move her to tears...

As for men?

Ha ha!

Luo Fan got goosebumps all over.

Then, he flicked his finger, and a pill traced an arc.

It fell into Yan Wujiu's hands.

Yan Wujiu was taken aback. "Junior brother, why are you giving me this? I'm not playing tomorrow."

I've come to help you find a partner.

Luo Fan walked to the table, sat down, and poured himself a glass of water.

"Marriage?"

Yan Wujiu's eyes widened. "With whom?"

"After the event ended today, Senior Sister Liu Yue from the Xuantian Sect secretly glanced at you several times."

Luo Fan took a sip of water and smiled, "Those eyes were darting around, as if they wanted to say something but hesitated, like someone just beginning to experience love."

"Liu Yue?"

The image of that tenacious and unyielding figure on the arena immediately appeared in Yan Wujiu's mind.

"Really?"

His heart raced, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"I knew it! I, Yan Wujiu, am handsome and dashing; how could I not be favored by a fairy!"

"Besides, Junior Sister Liu Yue is pretty and charming, just my type!"

"..."

Luo Fan smiled and shook his head, then said, "In the previous battle, she was injured by Zhou Lang, which damaged her foundation."

"This upgraded version of the Qi-Nourishing Pill can nourish the meridians and repair hidden injuries."

He looked at Yan Wujiu, his smile carrying a profound meaning.

"If you give it to her in the name of caring for fellow practitioners of the righteous path, it will be a timely help in her time of need."

"I don't need to say more about this friendship, do I?"

Luo Fan didn't continue.

All that could be heard was the sound of Yan Wujiu slapping his thigh.

"Great job! My bro! It's always you!"

He patted Luo Fan on the shoulder, his smile brighter than any flower, "Consider this a favor I owe you!"

Luo Fan smiled and turned to Chu Wuyai, who had been meditating with his eyes closed.

"Second Senior Brother, we'll need you to make a trip to the Qingyun Sect."

Chu Wuyai slowly opened his eyes and looked at him calmly.

Luo Fan opened his palm, and a pill emitting a faint chill appeared in his hand.

"This is the Ice Skin Jade Bone Pill."

Luo Fan explained, "This pill can remove stubborn toxins, purify the blood, and revitalize the skin."

Chu Wuyai's gaze fell on the pills.

"For Yang Shiqi?"

"Exactly."

Luo Fan nodded, but didn't offer any further explanation.

Chu Wuyai didn't ask any more questions.

He simply reached out and took the pill, putting it into his pocket, and uttered only one word.

"it is good."

He understood Luo Fan's intention.

This is not just a simple act of providing medicine and treating injuries.

Furthermore, it is weaving a strong network of alliances for Peach Blossom Temple.

Qin Wushuang is with the Xuantian Sect.

On the Qingyun Sect's side, the severely injured Lin Hao and the disfigured Yang Shiqi are both excellent entry points.

Chu Wuyai simply couldn't have imagined that before establishing a more solid network of relationships...

That is, Luo Fan sold him out.

Under the cover of night, three figures quietly left the Peach Blossom Temple courtyard, heading in different directions.

Chu Wuyai went alone to the guest courtyard of the Qingyun Sect.

Luo Fan and Yan Wujiu arrived at the courtyard where the Xuantian Sect was located.

Once they arrived at their destination, they went their separate ways and separated.

Qin Wushuang's room.

The candlelight flickered.

She was sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing her breathing exercises.

dong dong dong.

A soft knock came from the door.

Qin Wushuang's eyelashes trembled slightly as she opened her eyes, a hint of doubt flashing within them.

Who could it be so late?

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open.

A tall, slender figure stepped inside, the candlelight elongating the person's shadow.

"Junior Brother Luo?"

Qin Wushuang was somewhat surprised and got up from the bed. "You've come so late, is there something you need?"

"I apologize for disturbing Senior Sister Qin's cultivation. I was just concerned because I saw during the day that Senior Sister's injuries were quite serious."

Luo Fan grinned sheepishly, "I just happened to have a Qi-stabilizing pill on hand, so I took the liberty of coming here."

He took out a jade bottle from his person, poured out the pill, and opened his palm.

Qin Wushuang's gaze fell on the pill, but she did not immediately take it.

Why are you helping me?

She raised her eyes and looked at Luo Fan with a puzzled expression.

"If I take this pill and recover from my injuries, I might become your opponent tomorrow."

Luo Fan met his gaze, her smile undiminished.

"Senior Sister Qin risked her own life to avenge her fellow disciples today. Such integrity is truly admirable."

"Besides, it is a great honor to be able to spar with Senior Sister Qin in her prime."

His smile softened further. "If the fairy truly becomes my opponent... then I will be honored even in defeat."

Upon hearing this, a faint blush appeared on Qin Wushuang's usually cold and beautiful face.

She looked away and reached out to take the pill.

Her fingertips lightly touched Luo Fan's fingers, then recoiled as if electrocuted.

Thank you.

Her voice was very soft.

Suddenly, I felt as if a little rabbit was thrashing around inside my chest.

"The medicine has been delivered, so I won't bother you any longer. Senior Sister, please rest well."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

"etc."

Luo Fan paused in his steps.

Qin Wushuang's voice came from behind.

"After the martial arts competition, I hope you can represent Peach Blossom Temple to come to our Xuantian Sect... to propose marriage."

Qin Wushuang's tone was hurried and somewhat flustered.

"Don't misunderstand, it's some of my junior female classmates who... quite admire you."