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

"Junior Martial Uncle, you look beautiful today. However, you have too many things on you, making a lot of noise. It will be inconvenient during the competition, and your clothes are too flashy. It's not yet dawn, Junior Martial Uncle, you should go back and change into something simpler. After all, this is the sect's grand competition, not an occasion to compete in luxury and wealth."

Her tone was worried, and her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for everyone watching to hear clearly.

As a result, everyone's gaze towards Luo Huanzhen changed, and they instead developed a liking for Su Mingyue, who was dressed in plain clothes and looked frail as she stepped forward to offer concern and advice.

Upon hearing this, Yun Yao's eyes revealed a faint look of disgust.

Overtly praising while subtly criticizing.

This woman is extremely cunning.

Although Duan Qianchui couldn't discern Su Mingyue's scheming, he found her words unpleasant and didn't want to give Su Mingyue, the female disciple who had tricked him, any kind look. So he said directly, "These are all magical artifacts, capable of saving your life! What 'clanging'? Don't be jealous if you don't have any."

Master Duan launched a furious attack, and Luo Huanzhen naturally followed suit.

She patted her brocade and beaded bodycon battle robe and said innocently, "That's right, and this is already the simplest of my clothes."

Startled by Duan Qianchui's harsh words, Su Mingyue trembled slightly, her eyes reddening. "Senior Duan, Mingyue was only concerned about Junior Uncle, which is why I stepped forward to remind him. If you don't like it, Mingyue will simply not say it again. Junior Uncle doesn't need to say such things just to show off..."

He was speechless. Luo Zhen really lied without even opening his eyes to see what was going on. What kind of vegetarianism was this?

Luo Huanzhen waved her little hand.

The next moment, a flowing, butterfly-patterned long dress with wide sleeves appeared on her, its multicolored white shimmering in the sunlight; with another wave of her hand, a small green dress with intricate tassel patterns appeared on her; with yet another wave, a pink floral goddess dress adorned with a white veil and flowers appeared on her...

Luo Zhen remained silent, only continuing to change things.

The disciples' eyes lit up with each movement. But after Luo Huanzhen changed nearly a hundred outfits, their wide-eyed astonishment turned to numbness…

Luo Huanzhen changed back into his original outfit, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a helpless expression, "Junior Nephew Su, do you now believe that what I'm wearing is the simplest I can imagine?"

Versailles.

Extreme Versailles.

How come she has so many beautiful clothes! Just how many magical treasures did Duan Qianchui give her?!

Su Mingyue was incredibly jealous, but she still managed a fake smile. "Looks like Mingyue was being nosy. However, Junior Uncle, you really don't have any more elegant clothes. You could wear the disciple robes issued by the sect..."

Luo Huanzhen looked up, his face full of curiosity, and asked, "Then why aren't you wearing anything, Junior Nephew Su?"

Unexpectedly, the little dumpling in front of her said such a thing, and Su Mingyue's smile immediately became somewhat stiff and fake.

The sect will issue disciple robes, but these are ordinary clothes with no special attributes; they are only for covering the body and are not even made of good material.

Except for special occasions when it is necessary to announce one's sect, disciples generally do not wear it.

Why would she choose such an ordinary disciple's robe instead of her own neat, beautiful, and defensive robe? Is she out of her mind?

Even though Su Mingyue was frozen in place and speechless for a moment, Luo Zhenhuan had no intention of letting her go. She scratched her head and nodded with a blank look on her face: "Although I don't know why Junior Nephew Su doesn't wear it, I think I have the same idea as Junior Nephew Su."

This intense and lively exchange finally made all the disciples realize the truth—Junior Sister Su seemed a little sour in her words? Was she upset because she saw Junior Uncle dressed so well? Why was she always giving such bad advice?

The entire room fell silent.

Yun Yao smiled slightly and ruffled Luo Huanzhen's fluffy little head: "You're really amazing."

Duan Qianchui also snorted.

The two led Luo Huanzhen toward the entrance to the trial, leaving Su Mingyue standing there.

Feeling the complex gazes of the disciples around her, Su Mingyue's eyes immediately reddened, and a wave of embarrassment welled up in her heart.

"I didn't have those thoughts!"

Su Mingyue clenched her fists and shouted at Luo Huanzhen's back.

"Junior Uncle, I know you're exceptionally talented and look down on Mingyue. But you actually registered for the tests at three levels—Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul—all at once. The testing period is only five days; you simply don't have time to complete the trials in all three locations! Mingyue sincerely advises you to withdraw two of your registrations immediately!"

She didn't want to say it.

The performance of each disciple in the sect competition will be projected onto the sect square using a giant water screen.

Su Mingyue thought that if Luo Huanzhen were to enter the Golden Core stage trial arena, she could step on her during the trial, make her look bad, and take the opportunity to show off herself.

However, in order to salvage her image as a kind and sincere person, she had no choice but to reveal the news ahead of time.

Sure enough, upon hearing Su Mingyue's words, the expressions of the surrounding disciples changed again, and they all turned their attention back to the splendid little figure in the distance.

Upon hearing this, Luo Huanzhen also paused in his steps.

She looked up in surprise and said, "Three people actually signed up?"

Yun Yao nodded: "Mm."

Luo Zhenhuan said happily, "That's great! Then Zhenzhen will definitely win a three-peat for our two masters."

She turned to Su Mingyue and said, "No need for you to worry, Junior Nephew. There is enough time. Apart from the combat, I only need one day for the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core stage competitions."

It's not that fighting is impossible, but you need to find a suitable opponent.

She was going to come out and wait.

The disciples participating in the sect competition were speechless.

What an arrogant little brat.

Any remaining goodwill she had towards Luo Huanzhen vanished instantly.

Seeing this, Su Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Great.

His image was successfully salvaged, and everyone's hatred was now drawn to Luo Zhenhuan.

"Bright moon..."

Just then, a gentle yet slightly disgruntled voice sounded from beside me.

"Didn't we agree not to remind her?"

Su Mingyue turned her head and saw that Zhao Qing and Gong Lian had somehow arrived beside her.

At this moment, Zhao Qing was looking at her with a disapproving expression.

Su Mingyue quickly grabbed his arm and pleaded coquettishly, apologizing with a worried expression, "Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, I'm sorry. Junior Uncle is being so high-profile, Mingyue was worried that she would be deliberately bullied by everyone after she enters the competition, so I couldn't help but remind her..."

Zhao Qing rubbed Su Mingyue's head with a helpless look in his eyes.

"You, you."

After saying that, Zhao Qing's gaze fell back on the small figure that had disappeared into the distance.

She swept through two realms of competition in a single day. Did she really think she could enter the Nascent Soul stage competition with her Foundation Establishment cultivation and compete for rankings with these Nascent Soul stage disciples?

That's arrogant and ridiculous.