Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

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Meanwhile, in Yangguan City of the Southern Yue Kingdom, at the Lu family residence

"Xiaoxiang, are you really leaving?"

Looking at Lu Xiaoxiang, who had a resolute expression, Lu Jinyuan hesitated, looking troubled, as if he was very reluctant to see her leave.

After all, she was not only his biological daughter, but also the heir to the position of family head, making her the future hope of the Lu family.

But now Lu Xiaoxiang suddenly wants to leave, even giving up her identity as a disciple of Falling Star Academy, as if she wants to completely sever ties with her past self. Lu Jinyuan is naturally very puzzled.

"Father, please forgive your unfilial daughter for not being able to stay by your side from now on...!"

Looking at Lu Jinyuan's somewhat weathered face, Lu Xiaoxiang's heart tightened, and she hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted her teeth and said, "Father, although I have decided to leave, please rest assured..."

"Now that I have inherited the position of family head, I will not abandon the Lu family. At most, three years! After three years, I will definitely come back to see you..."

At this point, Lu Xiaoxiang also knelt down on both knees and kowtowed heavily to Lu Jinyuan opposite her, clearly having made up her mind!

"Xiaoxiang, no matter when, the doors of the Lu family will always be open for you, and your father will always be waiting for you to return in Yangguan City...!"

Seeing this, Lu Jinyuan was also deeply moved. He immediately helped Lu Xiaoxiang up from her kneeling position, his tone full of affection.

Although he didn't understand Lu Xiaoxiang's decision or why she suddenly left, as a father, the only thing he could do right now was to support his daughter Lu Xiaoxiang!

"Father, your daughter is going first...!"

Wiping away a tear from the corner of her eye, Lu Xiaoxiang bowed respectfully to Lu Jinyuan once more, then turned and left without looking back.

"Lu Feng...?"

As soon as she stepped out of the Lu family mansion, a familiar gyrfalcon suddenly flew overhead, causing Lu Xiaoxiang to pause slightly, and memories of the past flashed through her mind.

"Ha, why am I overthinking again..."

A helpless, bitter smile appeared on Lu Xiaoxiang's lips as she shook her head, her heart filled with complex emotions. "Besides, that person has nothing to do with me anymore..."

Taking another deep breath, Lu Xiaoxiang calmed herself slightly, then glanced back at the Lu family mansion behind her. Her pretty face gradually hardened. "I, Lu Xiaoxiang, will definitely carve out my own niche in the world and lead the Lu family back to its peak...!"

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On the other side, outside the Jue Long Ridge, in an unnamed valley

"Damn it! The Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament is finally starting! I've been waiting so long I'm practically crawling with lice...!"

Seeing Qin Xuanzhong overrule the objections and be elected as the host of this year's Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, Li Yunlong, who was in the Yunfu Sect team, scratched his armpits, his face full of anticipation.

After all, for those who cultivate the Tao, time is life, and every moment must be seized. How could they afford to waste time now?

"Hmph, shameless!"

Faced with Li Yunlong's complaints, Lü Xian'er, the senior disciple of Yunfu Sect, snorted coldly, then crossed her arms and said with a look of disgust, "He's clearly a slovenly king who hasn't bathed in months, but now he's pretending to be a clean and handsome scholar..."

"Lice? Why don't you just say you've grown mushrooms?"

"Xian'er, what are you saying? Besides, I haven't showered for a month. It's only been half a month!" Li Yunlong shrugged and couldn't help but retort.

"You...! There's absolutely no difference!"

Lu Xian'er's beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

"Hey! Who said there's no difference? The difference is huge! Xian'er, you should know that I've always been a clean person, it's just that I'm too busy practicing my skills..."

"Fellow Daoist Li, Senior Sister!"

Seeing Li Yunlong and Lü Xian'er bickering again, Qin Jisi, another disciple of the Yunfu Sect, stepped forward and interrupted them with a helpless expression, "The Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament is about to begin, so it's best if we don't fight amongst ourselves..."

"Hehe, Xiao Qin is right."

Seeing this, Song Zhang, who hadn't spoken for a long time, grinned and then said slowly, "Moreover, you young people not only represent the face of our Yunfu Sect, but are also role models for the younger generation of the Western Qin Kingdom. You must go all out in this Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament and strive for excellent results!"

"Yes, Elder!"

Faced with Song Zhang's admonition, Lü Xian'er and Qin Jisi bowed respectfully.

As for Li Yunlong, who was standing to the side, he patted his chest as well, his face full of confidence, "Elder Song, please rest assured, I will definitely not let you and Miss Xian'er down with that precious outside help spot. I will definitely achieve excellent results in this Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, at least I can get into the top five...!"

"Li Yunlong, I think I've heard you say that at least six or seven times. I hope you really can keep your word..."

Lu Xian'er rolled her eyes at Li Yunlong again, somewhat annoyed, as if she thought he was bragging again.

Swish!

Just as everyone was eager to try, Qin Xuanzhong stepped on sword energy and landed in the center of the nameless valley. He then took out a strange stone tablet shaped like a pagoda from his storage ring. "The Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament begins immediately. The first round is a group battle by drawing lots. Each participant should come forward to draw lots and then be grouped according to their assigned number!"

As soon as Qin Xuanzhong finished speaking, geniuses from various countries gathered forward one after another, and then without hesitation, they placed their palms on the strange stone tablet opposite them. Lu Feng was no exception.

hum!

Lu Feng gently placed his right palm on the center of the strange stone tablet, and as a wisp of pure Yuan energy flowed into it, his eyebrows twitched slightly, a hint of surprise appearing on his face. "Dragon Group, number eighteen?"

"This... can't be such a coincidence, can it?"

The words "Dragon Group, No. 18" were clearly printed in bold in the center of the stone tablet, which seemed to indicate Lu Feng's next match order and opponent.

The rules for the first round of grouping by drawing lots are very simple. Each participant is divided into two groups, "Dragon" and "Tiger," to compete against each other. Those who win three or more matches can advance to the next round, while there is also a slight chance of receiving a bye.

Lu Feng is currently "lucky" enough to draw a bye number, meaning he can directly gain a victory without participating in any matches!

"Ah! I'm not seeing things, am I?! You're incredibly lucky...!"

Seeing that Lu Feng drew a bye number right away, Ren Xuanfei, who had just finished drawing her own number, also came over, her pretty face full of envy and surprise.

After all, the probability of getting a bye on the first draw is less than 10%, and Lu Feng managed to do it, which can only be described as incredibly lucky!

"Brother Lu, congratulations!"

Ren Lingyun, standing to the side, also looked deeply moved and offered his congratulations with clasped hands.

Because his draw number was similar to Ren Xuanfei's, and the two not only belonged to the "Tiger Group" but were also going to compete soon, his luck was indeed not as good as Lu Feng's!