Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

What heartless bastard named this kid?

No wonder the old rogue felt that this guy, as a member of the royal family, acted in a way that was too flamboyant and extravagant. So his name is Aotian!

Fortunately, Chu Lantian's surname isn't Long, otherwise he really would have created a Long Aotian.

Just as Yun Ping was silently complaining in his heart about how familiar the name of the Crown Prince of the capital was, the expressions of the disciples around him suddenly turned serious, and the wooden plaques hanging on their waists simultaneously began to flash with a faint golden light.

It's not just them—

All the cultivators who signed up for the Battle of Ten Thousand Sects had their wooden plaques react!

This is a sign that the battle among all factions has begun, and a symbol that every cultivator is about to face the first round of martial arts combat!

"teacher……"

Jiang Yuetian sensed an extraordinary spiritual energy calling to him. He had a premonition that once he accepted this spiritual energy, he would enter a martial arts arena and face his first duel.

Before that—

He turned his head and looked at Yunping.

How could the old rogue not know the purpose of this wooden sign? He smiled at Jiang Yuetian but said nothing.

A silent smile is the greatest support; at this moment, a thousand words cannot compare to that trusting smile.

Jiang Yuetian also did not reply, but silently turned his back. A thunderbolt seemed to flash in his ghostly purple eyes, and his expression suddenly became sharp.

The next moment, a pale golden magic array rose beneath Jiang Yuetian's feet. A flash of light appeared, and the captivating, graceful figure vanished without a trace.

the other side.

Fan Luokui, Zhang Ruoxue, and Ye Yuchan quickly accepted the spiritual energy and disappeared into the magic array.

"Teacher, Yuan'er went too, so you can have Xiao Lei Lei first~"

Yuan'er first handed the still fast asleep Xiao Lei to Yunping, then put her hands behind her back and looked at Yunping with an innocent smile.

In fact, Yunping initially did not intend for Lin Yuan to participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Competition.

But thinking that even if this girl were to pursue the path of musical prowess in the future, she would still need to hone her own cultivation, especially since her double pupils had been completely unleashed, it was time for her to try refining her power.

"Be careful, Yuan'er. Your cultivation level is currently equivalent to the entry stage of the Transformation God Realm. If you encounter a cultivator with excessively strong cultivation, remember to be extra careful."

"Mmm!" Little Yuan'er nodded obediently, her side ponytail bouncing, her bright eyes full of fighting spirit. "Yuan'er will be careful!"

"Okay, go ahead."

The words fell.

The pale golden magic circle then engulfed Yuan'er's petite body, teleporting her to one of the thousands of martial arts arenas.

Holding Xiao Lei in his arms, after seeing off his disciples, Yun Ping was suddenly left alone, which made him feel a little uneasy.

He chuckled softly, looked around at the increasingly empty space, and muttered to himself.

"Then let's go see Xiao Jiang first."

The young man in white vanished from his spot in a flash, his speed so great that the other sect elders around him were stunned.

Yunping was extremely familiar with Jiang Yuetian's spiritual energy. After scanning the Thousand Martial Arena with his divine sense, he quickly found him. With almost no effort, he found Jiang's shadow in the northeast corner of the Thousand Martial Arena.

only--

"Ok?"

Through the cube-shaped sword formation, Yun Ping could clearly see the figure directly opposite Jiang Yuetian.

It wasn't because Xiao Jiang encountered an opponent with a cultivation level far superior to his in his first battle, nor was it because of his incredible luck that he got into an internal battle with the students of Yuntian Academy.

What surprised him was Jiang Yuetian's opponent himself.

Her long, light blue hair cascaded down to her waist, and two dark green short blades were tucked into the sides of her slender, snake-like waist. Her deep purple eyes, identical to Jiang Yuetian's, were filled with mockery and ridicule.

—Jiang Qinghua.

"What a coincidence, Second Brother."

She raised her jade-like neck, smiling as she gazed at Jiang Yuetian, whose face was filled with horror, her tone unusually cold.

"We meet again."

93. This is the rule.

Yun Ping stood in an extremely ordinary corner, his gaze passing through the cubic sword formation composed of countless golden short swords, staring straight at the woman in the imperial capital's Taoist robe in the martial arts arena.

Jiang Qinghua.

As a member of the Jiang family, his cultivation level was even approaching the entry stage of the Kaiyuan realm, which was a whole realm higher than Jiang Yuetian's.

It's important to understand that this is the Transcendental Stage, not the Profound Gate Stage or the Spirit Platform Stage. The higher the cultivation level, the more obvious the difference between each minor stage. Therefore, it is common to hear of Profound Gate Stage geniuses killing Spirit Platform Stage geniuses, but it is rare to hear of Transcendental Stage geniuses killing Origin Opening Stage geniuses.

But that's not the point. The point is that Chiang Ching-hua is a member of the Chiang family.

It was the family that Jiang Yuetian feared most and dared not disobey the most.

I never expected that I would face such a problem right at the very beginning of playing the game "Little Jiang Wanpai Showdown".

Everything is difficult at the beginning... right?

He wanted to use telepathy to further encourage Jiang Yuetian, but the sword formation set up by the people of the capital city did not allow him to do so.

—To prevent outsiders from having any effective influence on the internal martial arts competition, the Ten Thousand Sects Battle Association has specially set up high-level sword formations at the edge of each martial arts arena. This not only prevents participants from falling off the stage, but also seals off any connection between the outside world and the inside.

If he were to forcefully transmit his voice, it would only alert the people in the capital, leading to Xiao Jiang's disqualification from the competition.

"So, can you take that step... Xiao Jiang?"

The white-robed youth's complex gaze swept over the sword formation and landed on the graceful figure standing motionless in place, his fists clenching unconsciously.

……

Inside the venue.

"What a coincidence...?"

Unless Jiang Yuetian has lost his mind, Ye Yuchan would never believe it's a coincidence.

The probability of encountering someone you had a conflict with just a few days ago unexpectedly in the first round of the battle between the ten thousand factions is extremely low—Jiang Yuetian knows very well how low that probability is.

There is no doubt that the other party is targeting him.

Or rather, they came specifically to get themselves eliminated.

Dressed in a snow-white, pure white cheongsam, Jiang Yuetian lowered his head slightly as he looked at the blue-haired woman in front of him, who seemed confident and whose eyes were full of disdain. He took a deep breath.

"Third sister, you..."

"Don't call me Third Sister!"

Jiang Qinghua's cold rebuke was like a merciless gust of wind in a cold night, cutting into Jiang Yuetian's fragile heart.

Her purple eyes, identical to Jiang Yuetian's, were filled with disgust and contempt. Her hands surged with spiritual energy, and two dark green, curved short blades suddenly shot into her palms from her waist, their hostility palpable.

"Since you left the Jiang family, you are no longer a member of the Jiang family. I call you Second Brother only because of our blood ties. Don't take advantage of this!"

"You hate me that much?"

Jiang Yuetian spoke indifferently, his hands hanging limply at his sides. Compared to Jiang Qinghua's fierce hostility, he seemed more like a dejected coward, unwilling to even take out his magical artifact.

"I just don't understand why Mother cares so much about you." Jiang Qinghua sneered, "You are the last among us to awaken our spiritual roots, so you should be the least talented and the weakest."

"But you're very lucky. To be honest, I'm also very envious of your luck."

At this point, Jiang Qinghua's features contorted in a ferocious expression, as if a long-suppressed anger and jealousy were surging up her face, and the corners of her mouth turned up at an exaggerated angle.

Yes, she was really envious.

Or rather, jealousy.

He was clearly the last one to awaken, and before awakening he was a complete waste, so useless that he didn't even dare to speak loudly and could only let others bully him!

Why is it that this guy has the same talent as his older brother after awakening?

Jiang Qinghua disagreed.

Originally, she was the most talented person in the Jiang family besides her eldest brother, possessing a natural third-grade immortal spiritual root, far superior to those with superior spiritual roots among the family disciples.

In fact, her spiritual root is only slightly inferior to that of her elder brother, who is a ninth-grade immortal. Whether she can reach the Saint realm in the future is uncertain, but she can at least reach the Void Realm!

The results of it?

Before the age of ten, Jiang Yuetian was an idiot who couldn't even sense spiritual energy, and knew nothing about cultivation techniques.

At that time, almost everyone made fun of Jiang Yuetian. His peers teased and bullied him because he was a disgrace to the Jiang family.

Many people even think it would be better for Jiang Yuetian to just die, so that he wouldn't bring shame to the Jiang family!

But this scoundrel awakened a sixth-grade immortal spiritual root at the age of ten, even higher than Jiang Qinghua.

How could she let someone she had bullied for years suddenly become a head taller than her?!

Qianxun Novel Free Transfer Group 255595300 "I said, Second Brother."

Jiang Qinghua lowered her head, a gloomy atmosphere looming over her like dark clouds pressing down.

The peak-level spiritual energy of the Transcendent Realm surged from his palms, condensing onto two dark green short blades. The tips of the blades instantly emitted sharp, black-green blade light, and the piercing whistling sound produced by tearing through the air rang out continuously.

There's something I've always wanted to tell you.

"what?"

Jiang Yuetian stared warily at Jiang Qinghua, who had his head down, with a very ominous premonition.

Whether out of fear or not, he still didn't take out his magical artifact, but stood there blankly, with panic flashing in his eyes from time to time.

He subconsciously gripped the hem of his cheongsam, his fair legs trembling almost imperceptibly.

next moment.

--boom!

The frenzied and maddening spiritual energy surged violently, like a primordial beast from ancient times roaring angrily.

Jiang Qinghua raised his head, his long black hair flying wildly, and a chilling killing intent appeared on his gloomy face.

"A good-for-nothing should remain a good-for-nothing for life, not suddenly awaken or anything..."