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Elder Chang stroked his beard and smiled gently.
"Have you ever heard of the Grand Competition of the Immortal Sects?"
"I have."
"The Grand Competition is a grand event in the cultivation world, where a thousand sects gather and send their disciples to compete against each other. The higher the ranking of the disciples, the more glory they bring to their sect, and it serves as an important basis for establishing the rankings of the sects."
"The Xiaoyao Sect is one of the four major sects in the cultivation world, but its ranking has not been satisfactory in recent years, having been at the bottom for many years. There are some emerging sects eager to take advantage of this situation and rise above the Xiaoyao Sect, which has caused great concern for the Sect Master. Perhaps this is also one of the reasons why the Sect Master has set up monthly evaluations for inner disciples."
"However, in my previous life, Qi Xiao's cultivation was lacking, and he never had the opportunity to witness the grand gathering of a thousand sects."
"During the last Grand Competition, there were disciples who encountered the Falling Spirit Spring, which can wash away one's marrow and refine one's essence. If you can represent our sect in battle, you might also have a chance to encounter that spring."
"Dare I ask, Elder, what are the requirements to obtain a spot in this competition?"
"You must rank in the top three among inner disciples for six consecutive months. Only then can you compete against the direct disciples. If you place in the top ten, you will naturally represent the Xiaoyao Sect."
Upon hearing this, Qi Xiao felt a heavy weight on his shoulders.
What Elder Chang said was indeed a method, but those direct disciples were exceptionally gifted; many had already cultivated to the Golden Realm. For someone with his qualifications to elevate himself to that level in such a short time and have any fighting chance against those prodigies seemed like a dream.
"The method is here; whether you can achieve it is up to you," Elder Chang continued. "But you must think carefully: The Grand Competition occurs once every ten years and only allows disciples under thirty to participate. If you miss this opportunity, you'll have to wait another ten years."
Qi Xiao clenched his fists secretly and cupped his hands toward Elder Chang.
"I understand, thank you for your guidance, Elder."
Elder Chang nodded and watched as the young man walked away, his gaze deepening with emotion.
In recent years, Qingxuan Peak had either lost its talented individuals to this hall or had them selected by that elder; all promising talents had been taken away, leaving only those of mediocre qualifications behind. Over these years, they had also faced disdain from many direct disciples.
They seemed to have forgotten that at the founding of the sect, Qingxuan Peak was the very foundation of Xiaoyao Sect; how glorious it was back then!
Unfortunately, Qingxuan Peak had been silent for too long, and it was no longer what it once was. I hope this kid can bring some miracles.
As Qi Xiao returned to the disciples' quarters, he noticed a large space cleared in front of the entrance. A slender figure in a pale pink outfit stood there, whip in hand, staring intently at him. Many disciples, upon seeing the girl, quickly hushed their voices and took a detour. When they saw Qi Xiao returning, several hurried away even faster, as if fearing that the sparks from an impending battle might splash onto them.
Qi Xiao paused for a moment, keeping his gaze straight ahead as he walked past her. Seeing this, Ji Linglong's teeth clenched in frustration. With malicious intent, she extended a leg to block his path as he stepped onto the threshold.
"Sister Linglong, what do you mean by this?"
Ji Linglong smirked, her eyes glinting with malice. "Oh, nothing much. I just thought about how embarrassing it was to lose to a rookie like you in the Foundation Establishment stage. So I'm here to reclaim my honor."
"Yesterday, I didn't even use my full strength before you knocked me down. Today, I'll bring my weapon and have some fun with you." She lightly tapped her whip against Qi Xiao's chest twice, the threat evident.
"Although I'm new here, I've heard about the rules: no fighting inside the disciples' quarters, or there will be severe penalties. Are you really willing to break the rules, Sister Linglong?"
The girl smiled wickedly. "Well, isn't this me inviting you for a duel right at the entrance? If you can't beat me, don't even think about entering."
Qi Xiao's expression darkened as he stared at her for a moment before suddenly brushing aside her whip with his hand and smiling faintly. "So this is your plan? But there's no need to rush; soon it will be time for the monthly evaluation of the disciples. At that point, everyone will witness who wins and who loses."
Ji Linglong raised an eyebrow in surprise. "You've got quite a bit of courage. Do you really think that because you used some underhanded tactics to win against me yesterday, you'll be able to do it again? You want to challenge me during the evaluation? Aren't you afraid of being thoroughly defeated and humiliated in front of everyone?"
"Wouldn't that suit your intentions even more?"
After being rejected by Master Hanying all those years ago, Ji Linglong had never forgotten it and held a grudge against the disciples of Qingjing Peak—she simply couldn't let go of her pride and wanted to reclaim it.
Qi Xiao had once been a favored disciple of Master Hanying; defeating him would undoubtedly send a clear message: Master Hanying's rejection of her was not due to her lack of ability but rather his misjudgment!
Moreover, she had not given up on her thoughts of Qingjing Peak; she wanted to use the opportunity of defeating Qi Xiao to prove something to Master Han Ying. However, based on Qi Xiao's understanding over the years, Master Han Ying was untouched by worldly affairs and focused solely on cultivation. No matter how much Ji Linglong struggled here, it would be in vain.
He paused for a moment and added, "You may not know this, but I have been despised by Master Han Ying for many years. If you want to save face, you should pay more attention to Brother Ye. Right now, he is the disciple that Master Han Ying values the most."
Ji Linglong's beautiful eyes flickered as she coldly snorted, "Don't think I'm foolish. You and Ye Xiuyuan are not on good terms; the entire Xiaoyao Sect knows this. What you're saying is just an attempt to manipulate me. I won't fall for it!"
Qi Xiao shrugged, indifferent to her thoughts. "It's up to you how you want to think. But if you continue to focus your attention on me, it will only be a waste. Sooner or later, you'll find out whether my words are true or false."
For a moment, Ji Linglong recalled many rumors about Qingjing Peak. Regarding Qi Xiao and Ye Xiuyuan, some said Qi Xiao was jealous and petty, while others claimed that Master Han Ying favored him. As for the former, Ji Linglong was unsure of its truth. However, regarding the latter, after witnessing the events involving those from Qingjing Peak kidnapping people here, she had already begun to believe it.
A mere disciple could boast so boldly as to persuade Master Han Ying to take back a discarded student? Such words would never be spoken unless one was deeply favored on ordinary days.
Thinking of this, her hostility toward Qi Xiao lessened somewhat. Moreover, considering that even a direct disciple of Qi Xiao had been expelled from Qingjing Peak and ended up in the disciples' quarters, she even felt a twinge of pity.
She clicked her tongue and retracted her whip. "This is what you said yourself; if you end up too embarrassed to stay at Qingxuan Peak because of this, don’t blame me."
With that, the girl turned and left.
Qi Xiao lowered his gaze and smiled slightly but said nothing further. His immediate priority was to think of a way to resolve his cultivation issues.
Meanwhile, Su Lingyue and Ye Xiuyuan were blown away by the fierce wind and landed on a nearby nameless mountain peak. It was only after Su Lingyue had led Ye Xiuyuan in flying with their swords for half an hour that they finally returned to Qingjing Peak.
As soon as they arrived at the peak, Master Han Ying was standing at the gate, seemingly waiting for them.
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