Only a scent of flowers remained, and Lu Fanzhi at the side came forward to poke her and whispered, "Jinxiao, why are you so close to Master Qu now?"
Luo Jinxiao finally came back to her senses. She shook her head and replied, "Not really. I just wanted to thank her for helping me."
She was no longer so afraid of this so-called female devil. For some reason, perhaps it was because she had never shown the same viciousness as the rumors said, but just had a strange temper and was difficult to understand.
Even since she entered the Wuhui Gate, she has been helping her.
Words like murderous and cruel and bloodthirsty seem not to be adjectives that should be used to describe her, but seem to have been forced upon her by someone.
What on earth did she go through to become like that in her previous life, as terrifyingly crazy as the last person saw.
Luo Jinxiao admitted that his emotions when facing her now were very complicated, a little scared, but also a little grateful and curious.
She only thought for a moment and soon put it out of her mind. The most important thing now was how to win the competition without exposing her current cultivation level. In her previous life, she did not have a satisfactory spiritual weapon. Now that she lived again, she must not miss such a great opportunity.
In the next few days, Luo Jinxiao, apart from teaching together, practiced alone in a secluded place in the mountains. Wuhuimen was indeed a place for cultivating immortals, with abundant spiritual energy. The extremely yin immortal veins were not easy to cultivate, but now she slowly found the trick and merged the two spiritual powers in her body, making it more flexible.
In her spare time, she sneaked into the library and read the mountains of martial arts books as she did in her previous life. She was often immersed in them and no one disturbed her, which made her feel very comfortable.
The day of the competition soon arrived. Luo Jinxiao got up early on purpose. The sky was still glowing with a deep blue light, and the thick fog in front of her had not yet dissipated. Only shadows of people a dozen feet away were left. When she arrived at the training platform while biting a bun, the vast white jade platform was hidden in the clouds in the mountains, and it looked like a fairyland.
Several disciples had already arrived here and were fighting each other nervously. Among them were some familiar faces to Luo Jinxiao. Baili Qingzhou was holding a sword and constantly chanting strange incantations.
Luo Jinxiao watched with interest for a while, but still didn't understand what he was doing.
"Why did you come so early tonight?" Lu Fanzhi appeared behind her. She didn't look nervous at all, and her fair face was full of excitement.
"Since I can't sleep, just come early. How are you preparing?" Luo Jinxiao said with a smile.
Lu Fanzhi shook his head and pounded his shoulders. "Anyway, I didn't intend to take any spiritual weapon. My master seemed to be more frightened than I was. He has been dragging me to practice swordsmanship over and over since yesterday, and he has exhausted me to death."
Luo Jinxiao raised his eyes and saw a handsome and gentle man standing not far away, manipulating his spiritual power to build a platform for the competition later.
"My master will be watching today, but I heard that several elders and senior brothers and sisters will also come to see, so you have to be careful." Lu Fanzhi said, her eyes full of worry.
Luo Jinxiao patted her shoulder and signaled that he was fine.
People arrived one after another, and the fog dissipated with the sunrise. The morning sunlight penetrated the clouds, sprinkling coolly on people's bodies, making them feel warm. The originally huge white jade platform was now crowded with people.
The annual competition among new disciples is a joyous event for previous disciples, so almost the entire Wuhui Sect comes out to watch the fun. Luo Jinxiao saw Luo Ning waving his fist at her from a distance with a tragic look on his face.
Luo Jinxiao also waved his fist at her with a tragic look on his face.
The competition was conducted in a one-on-one format. For the sake of fairness, spirit beasts and spirit talismans were not allowed. Only one personal weapon was allowed. Luo Jinxiao touched the sword in his hand and felt at ease.
"The first match is between Baili Qingzhou and Situ Xue." Chang Siyu had stood on the high platform without knowing when, and his amplified voice resounded throughout the white jade stage.
Baili Qingzhou held his sword and walked forward with trembling legs. Situ Xue was the timid girl seen last time. She looked even more nervous now and went on the field with bare hands.
Both of them were in the second stage of foundation building and had equal strength. At Chang Siyu's command, they both mobilized their spiritual power and fought very casually.
Perhaps because the opponent was too weak, Baili Qingzhou did not dare to attack and kept testing him on the spot, while Situ Xue could only dodge and seemed about to cry as the fight went on.
The cheers from the audience gradually disappeared.
This was truly the longest match that Luo Jinxiao had ever watched. The two of them went back and forth for half an hour before it ended with Situ Xue bursting into tears and admitting defeat.
Luo Jinxiao's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt bored.
Fortunately, the following competitions were much more serious. The two sides fought back and forth and it was very lively. The whole field was filled with the flashing of swords and the shadow of sabers, which was dazzling. It seemed like a life-and-death battle, and cheers and applause were heard everywhere.
"Luo Jinxiao, Ke Xiu." When Chang Siyu mentioned Luo Jinxiao, he raised his eyes to look at her, and his disgusted look fell on Luo Jinxiao through the crowd.
Luo Jinxiao didn't bother to pay attention to his attitude. She gripped the sword tightly in her hand and strode onto the platform. She tied her flowing cuffs with wrist guards, making her look neater and more clean. Her black hair was also tied up high and hung behind her, looking simple, elegant and pretty.
As she walked onto the stage, there was a burst of sneers from the audience and no one applauded. Even if they had no ill intentions, they were all laughing at the joke.
The one fighting against her was a tall woman with high eyebrows and sharp eyes. Luo Jinxiao was not short to begin with, but when the woman stood up, she was actually half a head taller than her. She raised her eyebrows at her condescendingly.
Luo Jinxiao grinned deliberately, then immediately stood up straight, holding the hilt of the sword tightly in his right hand and letting it hang at his side.
As the drum sounded, the woman raised her hand and a thunderbolt made of spiritual power exploded directly at Luo Jinxiao's feet. Dust flew all over the sky. Luo Jinxiao hurriedly stepped back a few steps and used his body to dodge. Not a bit of spiritual power was used.
The woman's attack momentum was extremely fierce. Her light blue spiritual power was flying all over the place. From a distance, it looked like several lightning bolts entangled in one place, and Luo Jinxiao was pitifully surrounded by it.
There were several chairs placed on a high ground outside the white jade platform, and several elders were sitting on them, watching intently.
"Elder Liu, this girl is your disciple. Judging from her current appearance, her strength is really mediocre. I thought you hadn't accepted a disciple for many years, and now you finally made an exception, you would find a disciple with excellent talent." The female elder that day turned sideways and said jokingly.
"Elder Mei is wrong. Being gifted is a blessing for a disciple. If a disciple wins the competition despite not having much talent, it is our credit as a master." Elder Liu said with his eyes closed, not caring about the sarcasm in her words.
Elder Mei was unhappy when she heard this. She straightened her body and looked at Luo Jinxiao who was still trapped in the field: "But your disciple doesn't seem likely to win."
"Don't make any conclusions before the competition is over." Elder Liu opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Luo Jinxiao, and then closed them with relief.
Just as Elder Mei was about to argue, he heard Qu Chengzhou warn him, "We are all elders, how can you be so disrespectful?"
As soon as he spoke, everyone stopped talking. At the same time, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the white jade stage. Several elders looked up and saw that the tall woman who had the upper hand just now had been thrown out of the stage. She fell to the ground and was dizzy. She didn't get up for a long time.
No one seemed to react, except Guijiu, who had been watching the competition, stepped forward and used his spiritual power to lift the woman to heal her injuries.
In this game, Luo Jinxiao unexpectedly won. The field was quiet for a moment, and then immediately there was a chorus of noisy voices of doubt, as if no one dared to believe it.
Luo Jinxiao slowly moved his wrist. Although the woman was not weak, her moves were too fancy and her accuracy was not good enough. Dozens of lightning bolts struck her, but not a single one of them touched her.
She hardly used any spiritual power, just one palm strike, and hit her chest accurately and fiercely.
"The tenth game, Luo Jinxiao wins." Chang Siyu said reluctantly at this time. Elder Liu listened from afar, his eyes opened, his expression was very happy, and he nodded to Elder Mei in a good mood.
Elder Mei was so angry that he almost fell off his seat.
"Weiyin, you're here." Elder He said suddenly.
Qu Weiyin appeared behind them at some point. She nodded and saluted the elders without even looking at Qu Chengzhou.
Everyone knew that the uncle and nephew of the Qu family were not on good terms, so no one said much and all changed the subject to talk about who should be sent to lead the new disciples to the heavenly realm in a few days.
Qu Weiyin didn't listen to what they said, but just stood there like a stone sculpture. Her narrow eyes moved slightly and she saw Luo Jinxiao who was standing in the crowd.
Apparently, she won the competition.
The girl's face is bright and dazzling in the sun, her skin is as white as snow, and she is even more beautiful when she smiles, with a charming smile and a lively look.
Qu Weiyin paused for a moment and looked at the others.
"This year is a bit more dangerous, why not let Weiyin lead? If one person is not enough, let Guijiu follow. That young man is very thorough and can lend you a hand."
Qu Chengzhou's words pulled Qu Weiyin back to her senses. She frowned and looked at Qu Chengzhou, her heart in turmoil. She quickly looked away and said, "Disciple is unwilling."
"Why not?" Qu Chengzhou lowered his voice when he heard this.
"Busy." Qu Weiyin's words were concise and to the point.
Qu Chengzhou looked at her with a dark and unclear look, and then stopped talking.
Several elders hurriedly changed the subject. Elder He stroked his beard and shook his head, saying, "The road leading to the heavens has been plagued by demonic obstacles recently. It is very unsafe. Most of those with higher cultivation are not in the sect. But if we are asked to lead them, the Wuhui Sect also needs manpower. None of us can leave, so what should we do?"
"Why not, Elder Qu condescends to lead the team himself, and let the other new disciples who haven't won yet follow. Even if they can't obtain spiritual weapons, it would be good to see the world." Another elder suggested.
Before Qu Chengzhou could say anything, Qu Weiyin, who had been silently watching on the side, suddenly spoke up and interrupted their conversation.
"No need to trouble Elder Qu." She raised her eyes, her long eyelashes hiding the expression in her eyes, "Disciple will go."