Fairy, please don't do this!

Why would I get angry because of the other party's sarcastic remarks?

A gentle voice suddenly rang in my mind: "Are all the elders of the Luo family present for today's grand competition?"

Luo Ling'er responded to her master with her divine sense: "Except for the two elders guarding the ancestral temple, everyone else is here."

Gu Jinchao then asked, "Aren't there any other Supreme Elders?"

The reason he asked so many questions was naturally to find out the overall strength of the Luo family.

Only in this way can we ensure that Luo Ling'er's plan to switch the soul tablets will proceed smoothly after she wins the Luo family disciples' competition.

Now, with just a glance, he could understand their level of cultivation.

The head of the Luo family, Luo Changtian, is a fourth-grade Golden Core cultivator.

Most of the elders were at the sixth or seventh rank, including two at the fifth rank Yang Shen realm, but they did not attend the disciple competition and were instead guarding the ancestral temple.

Luo Ling'er thought for a moment and replied, "Ling'er once heard her mother say that the Luo family has a Supreme Elder, but he has been in seclusion in the back mountain to break through to a higher realm, and he will not easily show himself unless the family is facing a life-or-death situation."

"The Supreme Elder?"

Gu Jinchao frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed.

According to what he learned in the game when he entered the Cloud and Mist Mountain Sea, the strongest member of the Luo family was about the fourth rank at its peak, almost touching the threshold of the third rank.

This must be the Supreme Elder!

It was somewhat threatening to him, but not too troublesome.

Moreover, since the other party has been in seclusion for many years, he only appears when the Luo family is facing a life-or-death crisis.

He was only exchanging for a soul tablet; he wasn't going to destroy the Luo family, so he wouldn't alert them at all.

"Match 9, Luo Ling'er vs. Luo Yu!"

The gray-robed elder's voice echoed across the square.

The crowd stirred slightly, all eyes turning to the small, thin figure slowly rising from the corner.

Holding a wooden sword, Luo Ling'er walked step by step toward the martial arts stage.

The morning light fell on the frosty white birthmark on his left cheek, reflecting a crystalline, dew-like luster.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, the girl no longer displayed her former inferiority and timidity; all that remained was calmness.

Luo Yu had already leaped onto the stage, her pale yellow brocade dress fluttering in the wind. She twirled her wooden sword beautifully, her chin slightly raised, her face full of arrogance.

"Luo Chou Chou, it's not too late to admit defeat now."

"So that I won't cry later and look even uglier."

Luo Ling'er did not respond, but simply stood still, her wooden sword hanging at her side.

"The competition begins!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Yu moved swiftly!

With a flick of her wrist, the wooden sword transformed into three afterimages, striking Luo Ling'er from the upper, middle, and lower parts of her body.

The sword wind howled, and there was even a faint sound of it cutting through the air.

A low gasp rose from the audience. This sword strike had already captured three-tenths of the true essence of the "Luo Qian Sword Technique," which was truly astonishing for a thirteen-year-old girl.

Luo Ling'er also moved, but she slightly turned her body to move aside by half a step.

With just this half-step, all three sword shadows missed their mark.

"Did you manage to avoid it because you retreated due to excessive fear?"

"This time, I'll leave you with nowhere to retreat..."

Luo Yu was slightly taken aback, then snorted coldly and changed her sword stance again.

The wooden sword transformed into a dense net of swords, covering Luo Ling'er's major acupoints like a fine rain.

This move focuses on entangling and trapping; once caught in the sword net, it is difficult to escape.

Ke Luo Ling'er moved again.

She simply raised her wrist slightly, and with a swift flick of her wooden sword, as if she had discovered a weakness, she struck the weakest point in the sword net.

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The sword net scattered in response!

"impossible!"

"It must be a coincidence..."

Luo Yu took a half step back, her face full of disbelief, but she still gritted her teeth and urged her spiritual power, and the wooden sword suddenly accelerated.

Sword shadows rained down like a torrential downpour, densely packed and aimed at Luo Ling'er.

This sword strike was executed with all its might, its wind fierce and unparalleled.

But Luo Ling'er simply took a step forward and presented the wooden sword horizontally.

But ironically, none of Luo Yu's swift and fierce sword shadows could touch the trajectory of this sword.

It was as if all her attacks automatically gave way in the face of this sword.

The tip of the wooden sword touched Luo Yu's throat an inch away.

Instantly, the entire hall fell silent.

Luo Yu froze on the spot, her lips trembling, but she couldn't utter a complete sound: "You..."

You lost!

Luo Ling'er raised her hand to sheathe her sword, turned around and walked off the martial arts stage.

She didn't say another word from beginning to end.

The gray-robed elder was stunned for a long time before loudly announcing, "Ninth match, Luo Ling'er wins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience erupted in an uproar!

"One move? You'll only use one move?!"

"Luo Yu has already mastered the third move of the 'Luo Qian Sword Technique,' so how could he be so easily defeated?"

"So Luo Ling'er won without even using her spiritual power?"

"When did this ugly girl become so amazing?"

Amidst the murmurs, Luo Ling'er had already left the square.

Because there are many disciples of the Luo family, the Luo family disciples' competition will last for ten days.

She only had one match today, and now that it's over, she can go out and train with her master.

On the high platform, Luo Changtian looked at that figure from behind, his brows furrowing slightly.

The four elders exchanged glances, each seeing the astonishment in the other's eyes.

Others may not know, but don't they know Luo Ling'er?

Not only because of his cowardice and inferiority complex, but also because of his Xuan Yin Cha body, his body was extremely weak.

But now, it seems like it has been reborn...

Chapter 470, "Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desires, I'll have to trouble you again to help my little husband cultivate!" (3K)

Muyun Forest, the outer area.

As night fell, the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

In the dense forest, a petite and exquisite figure moved swiftly through the trees, and with each swing of her long sword, a demonic beast fell into a pool of blood.

"Ling'er, rest for a while!"

At that moment, a hoarse and indistinct voice came from beside me.

Luo Ling'er sheathed her sword, turned and walked towards the clearing in the woods, where a campfire had already been lit.

Gu Jinzhao sat by the fire, skewering sliced ​​monster meat onto tree branches and roasting it over the fire.

Once the meat pieces are sizzling and golden brown on both sides, sprinkle some salt and spices on them, and a rich aroma immediately fills the air.

Luo Ling'er gave a soft "hmm," walked to the river to wash off the bloodstains, and then sat down beside her master.

Gu Jinzhao handed over a skewer of freshly grilled demon beast meat: "With Ling'er's current strength, the demon beasts on the outer perimeter can no longer pose a threat to you!"

"Does that mean we're going to enter the inner perimeter?"

Luo Ling'er took it, took a small bite, and felt the aroma of meat filling the air; it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Gu Jinzhao nodded and took the roasted monster meat off the lotus leaves, saying, "The monsters inside will be even stronger, at least of the eighth rank or higher."

"But as long as Ling'er is careful, there won't be any trouble."

Under his tutelage over these days, Luo Ling'er has become increasingly adept at killing demonic beasts.

His mastery of the Taiyin Sword Manual has become increasingly refined, and he has even condensed the Xuan Yin Sword Qi into sword intent.

This talent far surpasses that of Gu Jinzhao, her master.

It should be noted that it took him a full three years to cultivate sword intent.

But Luo Ling'er accomplished it in just over a year.

"Of course, besides the demonic beasts, Ling'er also needs to be careful of the cultivators who enter the Twilight Cloud Forest."

"Although the monsters are ferocious, they are straightforward and their killing intent and hunger are written all over their eyes."

"However, people's hearts are unpredictable, so we must be cautious and vigilant!"

"Whether in Muyun Forest or even in the cultivation world, some people might kill for a spiritual herb, a demon core, or even just a quarrel."

Luo Ling'er said very seriously, "Apart from Master, Ling'er will not trust anyone."

Gu Jinzhao gently patted her little head: "That's not what I meant. I just wanted to tell you to be careful of those who have ulterior motives."

"As for those who treat you sincerely, it's appropriate to befriend them!"

Because of his mother's early death and the cold indifference of the Luo family, his young apprentice became extremely withdrawn.

If this continues, it will only make her more closed off, which will hinder her growth.

After all, he can't be by your side all the time.

"Master and Xiao Hong are enough."

Luo Ling'er didn't care at all, and slowly took out an egg the size of a watermelon from the spirit beast pouch hanging diagonally at her waist.

Because the mother of this egg was a red pheasant, and because of the dark red patterns on the eggshell, it was named "Little Red".

"Master, is it really okay to just feed Xiao Hong spiritual energy?"

Gu Jinzhao sighed when he saw Luo Ling'er change the subject.

He immediately raised his hand and summoned a monster corpse that flew through the air from a distance, hovering beside the fire.

He pointed his fingers like a sword and made a sweeping motion in the air.

A few drops of crimson blood seeped from the monster's heart, condensing into blood beads that dripped onto the eggshell.

Gu Jinzhao said softly, "The Red Phoenix belongs to the fire element and likes to eat the blood essence of monsters with abundant blood energy."

“You can nurture it with your own spiritual power every day, and supplement it with an appropriate amount of demon beast essence blood, which can play a role in hatching.”

"Ling'er understands!"

Luo Ling'er nodded seriously, watching as the few drops of blood essence seeped into the eggshell, making the dark red patterns seem even brighter.

He then placed his palm on it, channeling his spiritual energy into it.

The eggshell was slightly warm, and one could vaguely feel the increasingly clear heartbeat inside.

Luo Ling'er couldn't help but ask, "I seem to feel a sense of closeness from Xiao Hong, what's going on?"

Gu Jinzhao handed over another skewer of roasted meat: "Ling'er nourishes it with her spiritual power every day. As a result, she has formed a connection with you and regards you as family. That's why she feels close to you."

Luo Ling'er's eyes brightened slightly, and she lowered her head to gently call out to the egg in her arms, "Little Red!"

The red phoenix egg trembled, as if responding to her call.