Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

As true disciples, there is no distinction of rank.

Although Thousand Needle Grass stepped into the Lush Leaf stage first, it is now aiming for the Abundant Branches, and its progress in spiritual consciousness is also one step ahead of the other true disciples.

However, if we fight again and we are not certain of victory, then we have already lost from the start.

What she wanted was Yu Mo's confidence.

The path to greatness is fraught with difficulties. If you lack self-confidence, you might as well be sent to the Disaster Management Bureau to retire early.

After their exchange, Yu Mo gained some understanding of divine sense. Once she takes a further step and masters divine sense, it remains to be seen who will win.

He was thinking about whether he should come up with a way to create a super-real-world free-for-all.

Let's see who has the stronger ability to fight in chaotic battles.

However, the troubles of the old world have not yet disappeared. The sect is expanding and needs manpower everywhere. We cannot let our own selfish desires hinder the development of the sect.

Let's deal with the troubles of the old world first.

Through the prince of the Mirror Kingdom, all the ambitious and threatening remnants of the old world will be wiped out...

With a grand plan in mind, he and Yu Mo headed to a small lake behind the tower.

Coco and Yinlian and the others had already arrived.

Ziyuan glanced at Coco.

Coco glanced at the teacher nervously.

During the initial assessment battle, she helped Four-Leaf and Six-Leaf unleash a Seven-Colored Fire Lotus, and at the time, she was very confident that they could win.

After the explosion, the Thousand Needle Grass and Dandelion still had the ability to continue fighting, while she was the one whose magic was exhausted and who was even thrown into chaos by the explosion.

I wanted to show off in front of the teacher, but I ended up embarrassing myself again...

When Ms. Ziyuan walked over, Coco shrank her neck even further.

I was a little timid and wanted to back away.

As a result, Yinlian supported her back and wouldn't let her dodge, saying, "Stand still, in front of your teacher."

Upon hearing Yiyi's words, Coco said "Oh" and finally stood up straight, though her head was still drooping.

"I'm sorry, teacher..."

I've embarrassed you.

Before she could finish speaking, Ms. Shion patted her head and said, "Well done."

The dandelion behind Ms. Shion gave her a thumbs up and whispered, "You almost killed me, Coco, you're amazing."

Coco, who had been feeling down, paused for a moment before her face lit up with uncontrollable joy.

Then he scratched his head, "Really? You all seem fine, I thought it had no effect..."

“The efficiency of magic circulation, the reserves, the durability of magic armor, and the properties of magic have all been destroyed by your attack…” Yu Mo said seriously, “If it weren’t for Coco, it might have taken us a long time to determine the winner.”

And there's no way they could possibly lose to Yotsuba or Rokujo.

No matter how Yotsuba and Rokujo operate, as long as their magical power and operational precision do not decline, Yotsuba and Rokujo will never have a chance.

It was because the destruction caused by that Buddha's Wrathful Lotus was simply too great.

Both she and the Thousand Needle Grass lost their ability to defend against four-leaf and six-leaf clovers.

He was easily knocked unconscious with a magic wand and lost.

But can someone with limited knowledge really tell at a glance who possesses the strength to threaten the true master? Or were they simply taking a chance and happened to run into Coco...?

Mo was quite curious about this.

Coco breathed a sigh of relief.

It can only be said that the true disciple's strength is too exaggerated, to the point that Coco even began to doubt her own Seven-Colored Fire Lotus.

"I will continue to work hard!"

Although Ziyuan didn't say anything more, Yumo clenched her right fist and waved at her, "Go for it!"

Yinlian tugged at Coco's hand, then looked at the dandelion and awkwardly asked, "What about me?"

Dandelion simply pulled down her hood and said, "Whatever."

"This is discrimination! We've known each other for so long, why aren't you cheering me on?"

The dandelion muttered to itself, "This is so troublesome."

Yinlian immediately hugged her friend: "Coco, she bullied me..."

Coco pulled her friend along with a slightly helpless expression and smiled shyly at the dandelion.

"Actually, Yiyi has always admired you a lot, Senior Dandelion..."

Yinlian immediately covered her mouth and said fiercely, "No, don't talk nonsense!"

Dandelion followed closely behind her sect leader. Before leaving, she turned her head and peeked out her tiny fingers from her sleeve, waving them away.

"Go for it, Yinlian."

Yinlian, who had been so aggressive just moments before, immediately softened.

Coco waved in front of her, and Yinlian snapped out of her daze, immediately slapping her hand away.

What's wrong?

"Are you looking at Shion-sensei or dandelion...?"

"It's not enough to just look at them all."

While they were laughing and joking, Dong Jun from the Qingyun Sect soon arrived with Thousand Needle Grass and Champion Four-Leaf Six-Leaf Grass.

Four-Leaf and Six-Leaf were both wearing crowns that Bing Tang had made for them. Judging from their expressions, they were very happy. They kept exchanging crowns and wearing them, clearly loving them dearly.

As for the Thousand Needle Grass, it is weak and listless.

He had clearly been scolded badly; his expression was both pitiful and aggrieved.

He stood behind the rock candy, not daring to move, looking just like a child who had done something wrong.

Bing Tang then had a brief discussion with the staff of the General Administration.

Then she turned around and nudged Thousand Needle Grass, "Go on, stop fooling around."

"Oh."

Yinlian and Keke, watching from the side, felt a bit pressured and didn't dare to say a word.

The atmosphere was like when guests came to the house after an elder in the family had just disciplined a child.

So when Dongjun smiled warmly at them, the two of them nodded in response.

They were afraid of angering the other party.

Even the Seven True Disciples, who are so powerful, have been disciplined like this.

It's a little scary...

Soon, everyone was standing by the lake.

The lake shimmered with bursts of light.

A magnificent and intricate magic circle suddenly unfolded in the lake!

Then, a door appeared in front of each person.

"As long as you pass through the Land of Mental Images, you can obtain your own Mental Images Domain."

Standing on high ground, Jin Cha addressed the crowd, “No one knows what the trials in the Land of Mind will be or what they will see. In short, we cannot stay long; the longer we stay, the more dangerous it will be.”

"It's similar to the mental remains of Senior Mu Jin," Hong Mian added. "As long as you don't get misled, it'll be fine."

"However, the conditions for obtaining the Mind Image Domain are still unclear. Some people weren't misled and came out quickly without obtaining the Mind Image..."

The two of them talked for a long time, but Ziyuan didn't listen to a word of it.

That's too wordy.

They couldn't even provide any useful information.

When the gate to the Land of Mental Images opened before her, she checked the Black Dragon and the Emperor, and after confirming that they had been suppressed, she walked straight in.

"and many more……"

Someone called out, but Ziyuan didn't pay any attention.

Upon opening the door, a bright light shone through, and a cold wind blew in.

It's snowing outside.

He looked up and surveyed his surroundings. The alleyway resembled one from the 1980s or 90s, with garbage piled up haphazardly around it. Fortunately, under the cover of snowflakes, most of the garbage and sewage had frozen.

The foul odor was not obvious.

The cold, hard ground was full of potholes, and when covered with snow, the road conditions were unclear. Sometimes, you would accidentally step into a pothole and stumble.

Panting, hot breath filled my mouth and nose, my nose was a little wet, but it quickly froze and became painfully cold.

All around was silent except for the falling snow. Occasionally, the thick snow piled up on the roof would slide down and hit the ground with a dull thud, then silence would return.

He looked down at his shoes: simple sneakers and cotton socks.

It feels both familiar and unfamiliar.

As I continued walking along the alley, I heard a weak meow.

I saw a kitten nestled in a snowdrift by the roadside.

Its body was already stiff, and it was only trembling slightly over there. It looked like it would freeze to death in a moment.

So he went over, grabbed the cat's leg, and lifted it up.

The cat, frozen stiff, could no longer even scratch, and let him carry it.

As we continued walking, we saw the familiar dilapidated houses.

There was no renovation, and even the door was very rustic, looking like a cave inhabited by primitive people.

However, there was a sign hanging on the door: Lingyu Palace.