Thus, Zhu Yao was at ease and handed this matter over to Wu Song. Only when there were questions regarding formations or Mystic Arts, would he come and ask her.
Zhu Yao began to feel that there were many Mystic Arts in this world that could be combined with modern knowledge, and the power they could unleash was very shocking. There were many similarities between the two worlds. It was just that this world used immortal techniques to explain things, while her world believed in science.
— —
Five years passed in the blink of an eye. Yu Luo's cultivation had already reached the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment realm. The day of the Inter-Sect Competition had finally arrived.
Zhu Yao was actually a little nervous, because in these few days, the reincarnated female antagonist was about to make her dazzling debut.
Only on the day of the finals did Zhu Yao finally drag her disciple to the venue. This year's Inter-Sect Tournament was no different from the previous one. Even the 3 Venerable Ones were present.
One of them sat on the Luan, one on the White Tiger, and one on the Jade Lotus.
She was the only one … who rode on her sword.
Uh … Did she accidentally drop a level? However, if she were to use the magic tools left behind by her master, she was afraid that it would affect the confidence of others.
Of the three Venerables, the other two were not familiar with each other, so they just nodded.
Only Feng Yi turned to look at her. Back then, Zhu Yao had even thought that she had seen through something, and her legs had almost turned into jelly. Fortunately, she did not make any other movements. She guessed that her persuasion on that moonlit night had worked. She was now treated as an acquaintance.
Zi Mo probably did not expect that she would come, and when he saw Yu Luo behind her, he was even more stunned.
"Little martial uncle, this is …" Zi Mo stood up, his face was filled with anxiousness. Why did he bring his daughter out? There were so many outsiders today. What if something happened?
Zhu Yao realized that the place was already filled with people, so she directly sat on Zi Mo's seat. Sorry about that, snatching his seat was a tradition of the sect, and I couldn't control myself.
Yu Luo greeted Zi Mo. Then he stood behind her.
Zi Mo was so anxious that he was about to emit smoke. However, there was nothing he could do, so he could only suppress the doubts in his heart.
There must be a reason why Youngest Martial Uncle brought his daughter here … right? He was so worried about his precious daughter.
The finals of the Qi-Training competition were taking place below the stage. She still remembered that the last time she came to watch, her master was still by her side. There were also … a lot of people whom he couldn't remember clearly.
At that time, she felt that the people present were all very powerful, but now she felt that they were all very ordinary. She could even easily see through their flaws.
Just as she was feeling bored, she suddenly heard a loud announcement.
"An elder of Azureflight Sect. Bring your disciples here! "
Pu ~ ~ ~ ~
Zhu Yao did not sit stably, and had almost fallen off the chair.
Azureflight Sect? No way!
Everyone present was puzzled as well. The Great Sect Competition was already in its final stages. Why were there still sects coming? It was too late, wasn't it?
After all, Zi Mo was the master. Although he was a little puzzled, he still turned around to welcome him.
A group of five people flew over from afar. It was a very young man. He looked to be only 15 or 16 years old and had a baby face. His cheeks were chubby, giving one the urge to pinch them. Judging by his cultivation level, he was at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage.
Behind them were three men and one woman. They were all about fifteen or sixteen years old and were all at the early stage of Foundation Establishment.
When they flew over, Zhu Yao recognized them. The four at the back, weren't they Wu Song and Radish Number Two, Three, and Four?
But when did Azureflight Sect have a Nascent Soul Elder? Wasn't that place supposed to be a little radish pit? When did an old radish appear? Yet, she did not know?
That old radish exchanged a few pleasantries with Zi Mo. Suddenly, his eyes shone, and he charged straight towards her.
He first bowed towards her, and then looked at her with an excited look. "Isn't this Sovereign Zhu Yao? I have long heard of your great name. Being able to meet you today is truly the fortune of three lifetimes. "
Zhu Yao reflexively leaned back, and looked at this baby-faced old radish that acted naturally.
Who are you?
"Mistress, mistress, Sesame missed you so much." Just as Zhu Yao was puzzled, she heard a familiar voice transmission. Sesame?
She looked around, but she did not see any traces of beasts.
"Mistress, over here, over here."
Zhu Yao looked forward, and saw that old radish was blinking his eyes that were about to spasm. Suddenly, she understood something.
She sent a voice transmission over. "Sesame?"
"Mn, mn, mn, mn. I'm mistress' beastie, Sesame." The old radish continued to blink.
"The hell, when did you take on a human form?" Why didn't she know about it before?
"Beastie is at the tenth rank, so of course it can take on a human form. Mistress, I missed you so much. "
The old radish's face was filled with excitement, as he fiercely widened his eyes at her, looking as though he was about to pounce over and rub against her.
"Scram!" Zhu Yao coldly replied, and his face instantly sank.
"This Elder, I wonder how I should address you?" Zi Mo interrupted just in time.
"My surname is Zhi." Sesame replied with a miserable look.
Zi Mo was startled. Earlier, the sun was still shining brightly, what happened? This Elder "Zhi" sure was fickle.
"Elder Zhi, are you here to bring your disciples to participate in the Inter-Sect Tournament?" Zi Mo had never heard of Azureflight Sect, and guessed that they should be from a certain small Deity Sect. He politely asked. "Although all Deity Sects can participate, the tournament has already reached the finals. If your esteemed Sect wishes to participate, I'm afraid you'll have to wait until the next time. "
"It's not like we're here to compete." Sesame confidently replied.
"…" Then why the hell did you come here for? The corner of Zi Mo's lips twitched. "Then Elder?"
"Of course I'm here to watch …" Sesame glanced at Zhu Yao, and after receiving a glare, he weakly changed his words. "To watch the show."
"Hoho … Elder sure is humorous." If not for the fact that he was a guest, Zi Mo really did not want to be so courteous with this Elder who seemed to have a screw loose. After instructing a disciple to arrange a seat for him, he no longer bothered with him.
However, this Elder seemed to be especially interested in a Demigod-stage Sovereign, and had even intentionally moved his chair to the side of senior-martial aunt Zhu Yao, looking as though he wanted to strike up a conversation with her with an excited look.
Zi Mo was a little speechless. In the cultivation world, strength was respected, and worshipping the strong seemed to be the nature of every single person. However, it was still rare to see someone like this Elder who was so obvious and shameless. Look at that excited face of his, it was basically … too shameless!
But, why did the four disciples he brought over so impolitely stand over as well? This was a viewing platform for Nascent Soul practitioners.
Could the rules of Azureflight Sect be like this?
Although she had no choice but to harvest a bunch of little turnips, after all, she was still a member of Jade Forest Mountain, and belonged to Ancient Hill Sect. With her Demigod-stage cultivation, it was not impossible for her to establish her own sect. However, if she did that, she would have to leave Ancient Hill Sect. This was also the reason why she had never told Zi Mo about Azureflight.
If he knew about this, he definitely would not dare to chase her out of the sect, but he would definitely bring that bunch of turnips over to Ancient Hill. However, with the aptitudes of those turnips, most probably, they would all be placed in the Outer Sect, and she was basically unable to take care of all of them. If that was the case, she might as well establish her own sect.
However, this pig-brain Sesame. Others were hiding and hiding things, yet, he openly brought people out to wander around blindly. Zhu Yao was so angry that her teeth were aching, yet, she could not show it.
"Mistress, are you happy to see Sesame? Are you happy? Are you very surprised? "Seeing Zhu Yao's cold expression, Sesame began to desperately send a voice transmission.
"Mistress, the sect already has four people who have built their Foundation. Isn't Sesame very capable?"
"Mistress, do you want to reward beastie?"
"Mistress, do you want to give me a hug?"
Zhu Yao felt the blood vessels on her head, rupturing in an instant. "Shut up!"
"Mis ~ ~ person …"
"If you say another word, I will castrate you!"
"… …"
Her mind was finally at peace. Zhu Yao rubbed her swollen forehead, glanced at Wu Song at the side, and sent a voice transmission over. "Why did you come to Ancient Hill Sect?"
Wu Song was startled for a moment. He looked around, and only then did he realize that Zhu Yao was sending him a voice transmission. His eyes shone, and he replied in his heart. "Elder Sesame said, we have already built our Foundation, so it's time for us to come out and see the world, so …"
As expected, it was that idiot who instigated it.
"In the future, don't listen to Sesame's blind commands. After all, he's a demonic beast. Though his rank is high, he lacks experience when it comes to human relationships."
Wu Song nodded, expressing that he had remembered it.
Zhu Yao then understood a few more matters regarding the sect. He, Radish Number Two, Three, and Four, had all recently built their Foundation. Building their Foundation in five years, among these Three or Four Spirit Veins, this speed could be considered as flying. And, according to the team Zhu Yao had split them into earlier, these four people were all in the same team, and the other member, Radish Number One, was currently in the midst of building his Foundation as well. Zhu Yao was a little shocked. This was an unexpected invention. Back then, she had split them into teams, so as to practice their teamwork and use it to defend against enemies. She did not expect that even their cultivation levels could be raised as well.
She then asked about the cultivation situation of the other radishes in the teams, and realized that the situation in the teams was the same as well. The cultivation levels of the teams were very similar. This was actually not an occasional phenomenon. Zhu Yao felt that there was a need to personally witness their cultivation situation.
"Master, the next match is the finals of Foundation." Yu Luo suddenly spoke up.
Zhu Yao took a serious look. As expected, the competition for the Essence group had already ended, and two Foundation Paragon disciples were currently flying towards the center of the field.
"Oh, then go ahead!" Zhu Yao waved her hands.
"But I didn't hear my name." Yu Luo's expression was a little anxious.
"Oh." Zhu Yao was stunned. "I didn't help you register."
"What?" Yu Luo was a little dumbfounded. What happened to letting her participate?
"Just go ahead!" Zhu Yao said without a care. Things like registering were so troublesome!
"But, there are already two people on the field?"
"Then let's fight a pair. Go! It's their turn. "
"…" Yu Luo was silent for a moment. Glancing at the field, as though she had decided on something, she heavily said. "Yes!"
After saying that, she immediately flew towards the center of the field.
Zhu Yao nodded satisfyingly. Her disciple had to be this domineering, cool, and arrogant. What championship? Couldn't she just defeat the strongest person?
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