After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

Banlan put Luo Huan down, and the two sat facing each other.

"Once you finish this today, you don't need to bring me here anymore."

"Why? You're injured, and the strong winds will be good for you."

Banlan reached out and flicked Luo Huanzhen's forehead: "If you keep absorbing, your sect will cease to exist. Moreover, there is a living remnant of an immortal here guarding the place. If I were to absorb it, I would dry up the entire area. Now that my strength has weakened to this extent, I don't know when I will be able to recover to my peak. It's not worth attracting killing intent for this little bit of demonic energy."

"Alright, go out. Focus on your cultivation and become stronger, otherwise..."

Luo Zhenhuan asked, bewildered, "Otherwise what?"

Colorful: Otherwise he would be very embarrassed.

Being ordered around by such a weak and tiny baby, wouldn't people laugh their heads off if they found out?

Under Luo Huanzhen's bright, sparkling eyes, Banlan coughed and said, "Otherwise, I cannot be cured. Only the spiritual and demonic energy of the upper realm can cure me. If you don't make an effort, I will not be able to be cured, nor will I be able to rebuild my physical body."

Luo Huanzhen clenched his fist and nodded, "I will!"

She withdrew her consciousness, opened her eyes again, and couldn't help but lift the hem of her skirt and happily spin around in circles several times.

Her little flag isn't ugly.

She's a stunning beauty!

After finishing his turn, Luo Huanzhen retrieved the Myriad Demon Banner, didn't even glance at Lin Yichen below, and ran off.

She must work hard to cultivate!

Lin Yichen: "?!"

Just when Luo Zhenhuan finally managed to pull his attention away from the flag, she ran away the next moment?

"Luo Huanzhen! Come back! You still haven't told me how to break through!"

His response was a strong wind that swept back to the Thinking Cliff platform.

Before he knew it, Lin Yichen's mouth was cut open, and blood gushed out.

He covered his mouth, his anger growing even stronger.

Lei Ziyue, who was standing nearby, was overjoyed to see this.

Why do I feel so happy to see my eldest brother and third brother suffering bad luck?

He got it.

This must be what the old saying means: it's better to suffer alone than to suffer all the time!

In the days that followed, Luo Zhen really mustered all his strength and focused intently on his cultivation.

Although her cultivation level is still suppressed at the early stage of Qi Refining, her understanding of weapon crafting, spells, and formations is progressing rapidly under the guidance of her two Transcending Tribulation stage masters.

Luo Huanzhen's cabin has been repaired, but Duan Qianchui is hesitant about whether to build a third cabin next to it.

He was doing alright staying at the guest cave at the foot of the mountain, but if he came to Yun Yao's place, he would have to do everything himself.

After much deliberation, he chose to stay at Qifeng.

Meanwhile, Su Mingyue was also putting in all her effort to prepare for the sect competition.

She wanted to prove with her abilities that she was no worse than Luo Zhen.

She had a premonition that her life would be perfect, and that she would be the one who had the last laugh.

Time flies like an arrow; half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

On a clear day when all things were flourishing, an imperial edict was issued from the central pavilion of the sect and spread to all disciples at the Nascent Soul stage and below.

[The sect's grand test will begin at dawn in three days. All registered disciples are requested to proceed to Thousand Autumn Peak for the test. Failure to do so within fifteen minutes will be considered a voluntary withdrawal, and the disciple's rank will be reduced by one level.]

Near the northwest edge of the Xuantian Sect lies a massive, continuous mountain range called the Northern Ridge. Thousand Autumn Peak is a relatively low mountain within the Northern Ridge that borders the edge of the Xuantian Sect.

In order to organically integrate the five assessments of "weapon forging, formation breaking, magic combat, medical skills, and actual combat demon slaying", the founding patriarch of Xuantian Sect once relied on the entire Beiling Mountains to set up a complex artificial secret realm, and Qianqiu Peak was its entrance.

Three days later.

Before dawn, Qianqiu Peak was already packed with disciples who had come to register for the test.

Among these registered disciples, there were men and women, young and old.

Throughout the history of cultivation, there have been many dull-witted individuals who suddenly attained enlightenment at the very end of their lifespan, and from then on, their lives were filled with extraordinary achievements, ultimately leading them to ascend to the immortal realm.

Therefore, as long as a cultivator is still alive, they will strive to participate in the sect's tests in order to improve their status within the sect and obtain cultivation resources.

Becoming an immortal is like a delicious and tempting radish, hanging over everyone's head.

On this day, Su Mingyue was still dressed in white.

However, she learned from her previous experience of being unable to move freely while wearing a gorgeous long dress, so this time she wore a short, tight-fitting top that revealed a small section of her slender white waist and flowing wide-leg lantern pants that allowed for easy foot movement.

At this moment, she was surrounded by a group of admirers, her face displaying just the right amount of vulnerability and anticipation.

A moment later, two incredibly powerful auras appeared in the distance, traversing the sky.

"The Supreme Elder has arrived!"

"And Senior Duan is here too!"

"Holy crap, who is that pretty little lotus boy in front of them?"

"Could it be Luo Huanzhen?"

"It should be, her name is written on the identity token on her waist. My God, my junior uncle is actually so beautiful. It's such a contrast to her previous appearance covered in scars. One is extremely beautiful, the other is extremely ugly."

"The lotus throne she's standing on is so beautiful. Was it a magical artifact given to her by Senior Duan?"

"Not only that, she's practically covered in treasures."

"I heard that Senior Duan has taken Junior Uncle as his disciple. These must be gifts from him. I'm so envious. To be noticed by two Transcending Tribulation stage experts at once, when will such an incredible opportunity fall to me?"

"When your talent is as high as your junior uncle's."

"I admit I'm a sucker for good looks. The ranking of the sect's number one beauty should take a back seat. Although she's young, her appearance is undoubtedly number one."

The crowd erupted in noise, and whispers spread like waves.

The last incident at the Cliff of Contemplation involved only a hundred disciples, so not everyone knew that Luo Huanzhen had regained his appearance.

Only now did she appear before a large group of Xuantian Sect disciples in her original form.

The disciples surrounding Su Mingyue were naturally also attracted by Luo Huanzhen, and their eyes all revealed amazement.

Seeing that Yun Yao, who was always adorned with jewels and overshadowed her, and who was usually aloof and unapproachable, personally escorting her to the sect competition once again, Su Mingyue felt somewhat uncomfortable.

The lotus throne originally belonged to her.

Duan Qianchui originally had his eye on her.

Yun Yao was also a man she had long admired and hoped to be loved by.

After staring at Luo Huanzhen with a gloomy look in her eyes for a while, Su Mingyue suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

She made a hand seal and rode the wind, gracefully and delicately approaching the three of them.

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