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"Qingshan Temple, Su Renbao."

Renbao puffed out his chest, his tone full of pride.

Xuanxuan said he wanted Qingshan Temple to become famous in this metaphysical conference, and she agreed.

The altar master stroked his beard, looked at her with loving eyes, and asked, "Who is Daoxuan to you?"

Renbao scratched her head, wondering how she was going to make this up.

She was not a true disciple of Qingshan Temple.

"Xuanxuan is my good friend," Renbao said cheerfully after thinking for a moment.

The altar master was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter: "Then he has truly found a treasure."

Renbao sat down cross-legged, opened his luggage, and a meaty aroma wafted out. Everyone looked up and froze.

It's all food!

Roasted pigeon, roasted duck, and even roasted suckling pig... jerky, candied fruit, sugar pills, etc.

The little baby was carrying nothing but food on his back... The cultivators looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

They assumed that such a large bag contained Taoist talismans, compasses, and other magical artifacts.

Renbao was eating roast duck when she noticed everyone staring at her. Her big, round eyes darted around, and her cheeks puffed out slightly. She was reluctant to share her food.

But her father had taught her to be a generous child.

"Do you want some too? You can only have one bite." Renbao hesitated for a moment, then said in a soft, sweet voice.

The cultivators could all see that she was actually reluctant to part with it, and they all smiled and waved their hands, as most cultivators do not value the desires of the palate.

"Little one, eat by yourself."

Renbao's tense little face slowly relaxed. She ate the meat in big bites, choked, and then picked up the gourd pot full of milk and gulped it down.

"Look how much the baby is eating! It makes me want to eat too."

The old Taoist priest closest to her stroked his beard and chuckled, looking at Renbao with a loving expression. The granddaughter in his dreams was just like her.

Thump! A dull drumbeat sounded.

Master Xuanke, dressed in a dark blue Taoist robe, stood before the altar, holding a wooden book in his hand. His voice was loud and clear: "Fellow practitioners of the mystical arts, this mystical arts conference will be divided into three categories: exorcism, divination, and Taoist medicine. During the competition, no one may plot against their opponent or use any underhanded techniques. Violators will be expelled from the inner altar and permanently banned from entering Zhiwei Valley."

The sorcerers listened intently with solemn expressions.

After Renbao finished eating the roast duck, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, then grabbed a handful of sugar pills and threw them into his mouth.

"Little kid, are you afraid of ghosts?" A boy of about sixteen years old, dressed in crimson clothes with a string of fangs hanging from his waist, moved to Renbao's side.

He thought Renbao was very cute and wanted to team up with her to protect her.

Renbao looked at him warily: "Xuanxuan said that once you enter Zhiwei Valley, you can't easily talk to others or easily trust them."

The young man paused for a moment and then explained, "I am Qi Su, the young master of the Witchcraft Sect. I am not a bad person. I am skilled in using witchcraft to exorcise evil spirits, which is different from the exorcism techniques of you Taoist priests."

He had a red witch mark on his forehead, and in order to gain Renbao's trust, he took out the token to show her.

Renbao didn't recognize his name. She looked up at him and pretended to know, saying, "Oh, it's Qi Su."

"The Mystic Arts Tournament always allows for team formation. Strong teams have a greater chance of winning. You're young, so your older brother will guide you." Qi Su squatted down to be at Ren Bao's eye level, his voice seductive. "In the first round, we'll enter the Hundred Ghost Forest. Those ghosts are all evil spirits."

Renbao's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Even evil spirits are afraid of me!"

Prayer:......

He doesn't believe it.

"You little brat, you don't even bother to think before you brag. Could it be that Abbot Daoxuan is afraid of losing to our Zixu Temple, so he deliberately sent you here? Even if you lose, he can say you're too young and your Taoist skills aren't good enough."

A sarcastic voice rang out.

Renbao frowned and looked toward the source of the sound.

A man and a woman stood not far away, dressed in plain robes with light purple trim. When they saw Renbao looking over, they slightly raised their chins, revealing a hint of disdain in their eyes.

Seeing that she didn't recognize them, Qi Su whispered, "The man's name is Yan Chen, and the woman's name is Shuang He. Both are outstanding members of the Zi Xu Temple. Their temple and Qing Shan Temple have always been at odds, didn't you know?"

Renbao said calmly, "I know now."

"So, do you want to team up with me?" Qi Su pressed on relentlessly, his face full of assurance. "Don't worry, I'm quite capable, I'll protect you."

Renbao smiled slightly: "I'm quite capable too."

Yan Chen, carrying the peach wood sword, walked past her, glanced at her upon hearing this, and arrogantly said, "How arrogant."

Shuanghe followed behind him, becoming even more arrogant, and always glancing sideways at people.

Qi Su pursed his lips, feeling that the two were really narrow-minded. Ren Bao was just a three-year-old child. Regardless of his abilities, he dared to come to the Xuanshu Conference and pass the first trial. His courage and talent had surpassed most people.

"Please enter the Forest of a Hundred Ghosts. You will be ranked according to the number of evil spirits you have captured. Ten people will be selected to enter the second stage. Team members will also be included in the top ten."

Master Xuanke's voice echoed throughout every corner of the inner altar.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Xuan Shi were all taken aback.

If they were alone, wouldn't they be at a great disadvantage? They looked at each other, each wanting to find a partner whose magic complemented their own. If their energy was not in harmony, it would only be a burden.

Before entering the Forest of a Hundred Ghosts, the sorcerers formed teams of two.

Renbao was still observing, chewing on a sugar pill and resting her chin on her hand as she pondered.

Exorcising ghosts is a piece of cake for her; she doesn't need to team up at all. Her opponents will just be carried by her. However, she has to walk to enter the Hundred Ghosts Forest, and she got tired of it.

"Renbao, what's your decision?" Qi Su rejected several Xuan Shi, but still stayed by Renbao's side, looking like he would be very sad if he wasn't chosen.

Renbao stared at his arm and asked, "Are you strong?"

Qi Su was puzzled as to why she was concerned about this, so he immediately rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscular forearms: "Of course, I'm very strong."

Renbao's eyes lit up: "Then it's you, I'll team up with you."

Qi Su was overjoyed and patted his chest, "Don't worry, I will definitely protect you!"

"I want to sit on my brother's shoulders, my legs are so tired." Renbao rubbed his chubby little legs and looked at him longingly.

Qi Su scooped her up and placed her on his broad shoulders: "Let's go!"

The two figures disappeared into the Hundred Ghosts Forest.

Su Tang, who had been hiding in the shadows, slowly appeared and stared at Qi Su's back.

She wore a crimson dress and had a red witch mark on her forehead, which matched the description of the young master of the witch sect that the old man in black robes had mentioned. She and he were from the same sect, yet he had just refused her request to team up.

Brother Qi Su, I'll make you regret this!

A cold glint flashed in Su Tang's eyes as she stepped into the Hundred Ghosts Forest.

"Master, this child is about the same age as Renbao, but she doesn't have the clarity that a three-year-old should have. The way she looks at Renbao is not right." Master Xuanke stood next to the altar master and said in a low voice.

The altar master waved his hand: "It's alright. People's hearts are treacherous. For Renbao, being in the shadows is also a kind of training."

The Taoist priests of Zhiwei Valley agreed wholeheartedly, looking up at the bronze mirror in the center of the high platform, which could capture the figures of the mystics who entered the Hundred Ghosts Forest.

After all the Xuan Shi entered the Hundred Ghosts Forest, their eyes followed Ren Bao, who was sitting on Qi Su's shoulders.

They were looking forward to her performance.