Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Early in the morning, Fu Yao leaned against the sect's flying artifact and waited for them.

A few people came here haphazardly, one dragging another along, but only Nie Zhao was able to stand up straight.

It's just like when I went to personally deliver the election message many years ago.

Now there's also Yu Xintang, who's so sleepy from waking up early that she can barely keep her eyes open, leaning on Tan Suiting's shoulder.

"Oh," Fu Yao smirked, "You're in good spirits. Tangtang actually managed to get up. Isn't that giving me a bit too much face?"

Xie Weixing leaned on the other side of Tan Suiting's shoulder, also looking a little sleepy.

Shen Chunri wasn't sleepy at all. She was chewing on the scallion pancake that Feng Jilan had just made for her that morning, eating it like a little mouse, very seriously.

Fuyao has a headache.

Accompanying them was an elder steward, the same one who had previously managed the library; he was chubby and easy to talk to.

Previously, she had complained to Chaofeng Jilan because Xie Weixing had turned the library into a chicken coop by not tidying up after reading.

"Where are my senior brothers?" Fu Yao asked, turning her head. "Aren't they both coming?"

"The sect leader said he won't see you off this time," the elder in charge said with a sigh. "He's actually reluctant to part with you."

Shen Chunri paused for a moment, then muttered, "That old geezer is quite sentimental."

Tan Suiting turned his head and glanced up the mountain. The Hall of Longevity stood majestically, hidden in the clouds.

"I will bring back the top spot on the overall rankings," Tan Suiting said coldly, his lashes lightly covering his eyelids. "Victory belongs to the Feng Hua Sect."

*

"The sect competition is divided into two parts," Fu Yao said, sitting inside the flying artifact. "The first part is a competition between the three realms. In other words, we will not encounter people from the Demon Realm or the Cloud Realm during this trip to Mirror Continent."

The Cloud Realm stands behind the Azure Waters, separated from the Spirit Realm by the Penglai Realm. It is rich in spiritual energy and its environment is unpolluted. Most of its inhabitants are descendants of demons and spirits.

"Each interface will ultimately select two or three sect teams to enter the Three Realms Grand Competition. You should all know the other four sects besides Feng Hua Sect, right?" Fu Yao ate some dried fruit and moved her fingers slightly. "Zi Xiao Palace mainly uses lightning and wind-based techniques. They like to fight quickly and win by speed. They rank fourth among the five major sects."

Shen Chunri leaned against Nie Zhao, put her feet on the seat, and hugged her knees: "I don't really remember."

"It's the one who tried to compete with the Dragon Palace for the title of the new generation of swordsmanship leader, but ended up getting beaten up by the Cross-Border Sect," Xie Weixing prompted.

"Oh," Shen Chunri yawned, "him."

"The Free and Unfettered Sect doesn't seem to be obsessed with winning, but its overall strength has always been considerable," Fu Yao said. "It ranks third among the five major sects."

Nie Zhao remembered: "Is that the one who personally guided the election last time, and whose junior sister released lizards that scared Xie Xiaoshui so much that she ran all over the place?"

Xie Weixing leaned on Tan Suiting's shoulder, looking down helplessly: "Can we stop talking about this? How many more years are we going to keep going on like this?"

Yu Xintang chuckled: "The only one who could beat you up like this, what's wrong with commemorating it?"

Xie Weixing buried his face in Tan Suiting's shoulder, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

His Highness the Crown Prince cooperated, gently covering his ears with a serious expression, and said calmly, "Stop talking."

"Second on the list is the Tianxuan Sect," Fu Yao said. "I've met you at Wanjian Mountain; you should be quite familiar with it, right?"

Nie Zhao's eyelids twitched slightly.

Yu Xintang looked over and cleared her throat: "I vaguely remember that one of our relatives, surnamed Nie, is the younger sister of Nan Chuan Chi Di Huang Nu, who is at the Tai Xu Realm with a fire spirit root, and is also in the Tian Xuan Sect, right?"

Tan Suiting's lips twitched slightly: "Isn't the scope too broad?"

Let's just call out the senior sister's name directly.

Nie Zhao's expression remained unchanged, but his fist clenched instantly.

"Hey, hey, hey," Yu Xintang said defensively, "Don't fight amongst yourselves when you're out and about."

They're still on their flying magical artifacts; if they fight, the result will be a crash and death.

The snake died, the lion died, the dragon died, the phoenix died.

Xie Weixing was amused and kept laughing, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"Stop laughing and joking around here," Fu Yao glanced at Yu Xintang, "Judging by the speed, the senior brother of Tianxuan Sect has already cultivated to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, and it's not impossible for him to reach the late stage. Don't let your guard down too much."

"Who is that?" Shen Chunri frowned. "I don't remember anything about them."

Xie Weixing scoffed, "Is Xiao Nian senile?"

Nie Zhao spoke up: "It's the one whose sword sheath you poured glue on, making it impossible to draw, and whose swordsmanship was completely destroyed."

[I remember now, I remember everything!]

[Welcome to the biggest villain in the entire book, everyone's nightmare, a genius above all geniuses—Feng Hua Sect]

[Xie Weixing lying in Long'er's arms feels so good. Even though he's being held, his expression is lazy and nonchalant, giving off a satisfying feeling of being in complete control.]

[When did you ever play a losing game with Feng Hua F5?]

What are the Twin Stars of the Cultivation World? Tan Suiting and Xie Weixing will give you the answer.

"The number one of the five major sects is the Dao Seeking Sect. Doesn't that need much introduction?" Fu Yao wiped the sugar frosting left by the dried fruit on her fingertips. "They have a total of nine direct disciples. Su Boyu is dead, so there are eight left. They will have more participants than us, and the rotation will be more flexible. You need to be prepared."

"No way," Xie Weixing said unhappily, "this damn sect competition doesn't even have a limit on the number of participants? Can't I just bring a hundred of them up and kick them to death one by one?"

"There's a limit to the number of people allowed on stage, but no limit on the number of participants," Nie Zhao explained. "Don't get so excited, are you out of your mind?"

Yu Xintang sighed and leaned back in her chair: "What can we do if our Feng Hua Sect has too few people and our master won't accept disciples?"

"With the five of you causing trouble all day long, we old folks are going to be tormented to the point of shortening our lifespans, and you still want to take us in?" Fu Yao raised an eyebrow. "Back when we won first place, there were only three of us. You five aren't enough? Also, don't think that just because there are five sects outside the five major sects, they're easy to bully. There are plenty of sects that have been accumulating strength and are preparing to win this year's sect competition. These are all things your master told me to remember and remind you of. Don't get them wrong."

"Okay, okay, okay."

"No wonder Junior Uncle was so talkative today..."

"It takes skill to be able to memorize all of Master's words."

"Junior Uncle, stop nagging, I'm going to sleep for a while..."

"Agreed. My head is spinning."

Fu Yao: ...

Speechless.

*

"Jingzhou is so lively this year. So many groups of people have come this morning, and they all seem to have quite an air about them."

"You're such a country bumpkin! Don't you know that this year's Spirit Realm Sect Competition is being held at the Dao Seeking Sect? Of course, there are more people from Mirror State. The direct disciples of all the sects from the three major states of the Spirit Realm are coming to compete."

"No wonder the teahouses are all fully booked."

"Everyone wants to see the most outstanding talents of each sect over the past century, so the teahouses along the street were fully booked a month in advance."

"That's terrifying."

Jingzhou's main city is the only way to enter the Daowen Sect. In order to welcome this sect competition, the city gate stipulates that no flying magic devices are allowed to enter, so as to avoid congestion and panic among the people. All direct disciples and the leading elders must enter on horseback or on foot.

That's why the teahouse is so popular; everyone wants to witness firsthand just how dazzling the sect's prodigies are.