The trio's expressions were a little ugly. Originally, the reason why they released their pressure, was to show off Ancient Hill's might. This was to achieve the goal of intimidating the other Celestial Sects. Who knew that this great god would be here? In the end, he had kissed the horse's leg.
The three Venerables couldn't help but feel a little awkward, but they reacted quickly and quickly retracted their auras. They stepped forward and bowed. "Greetings, Martial Uncle."
Yu Yan glanced at the three of them, and continued to channel some spiritual energy into his stupid disciple. After confirming that she was fine, he retracted his hand, and lightly replied. "Mn!"
Sovereign Yi Ran was the first to notice Zhu Yao who was standing at the side. He had the friendliest personality among the three Sovereigns in the first place, so he took the initiative to greet her. "Could this be the little junior-martial sister whom martial uncle has just taken in?" He suddenly understood why senior-martial uncle Yu Yan released his pressure on them so mercilessly earlier. So it was because they had injured little junior-martial sister earlier.
However, they could not be blamed for this. Seated on the stage were all Sect Masters of the various sects, and their cultivation levels were at least at the early stages of Nascent Soul. Who would have thought that senior-martial uncle Yu Yan would bring his disciple here to watch the show on a whim?
Zhu Yao, who was called out, couldn't continue pretending to be dead either. She bowed towards the three of them. "Greetings to the two senior-martial brothers and senior-martial sisters." Zhu Yao had always known that there were three Demigod-stage Sovereigns in Ancient Hill Sect. However, they had always been in closed-door training, so she had never seen them before.
Apart from Yi Ran, the other two only nodded politely.
Yi Ran's smile was especially kind. "A few days ago, I heard that my martial uncle accepted a little junior-apprentice sister, but I never had the chance to meet her. I never saw her reach the Foundation Establishment realm so quickly. Her natural talent is truly extraordinary."
"Senior Brother, you flatter me." Hmm, it seemed like this was a kind person. Zhu Yao smiled. "Senior-martial brother has always been in closed-door training, so I didn't dare to disturb you. Senior-martial brother, please don't blame me."
"Junior Sister, you're too courteous. If you don't mind, you can come visit me more often." Yi Ran smiled even more happily. Suddenly, as though she had thought of something, she continued to ask. "Oh right, I still don't know little junior-martial sister's name. Since you've entered the Jade Forest Mountain, I believe you should be ranked with the 'Jade' character. I wonder what your title is?"
Zhu Yao's expression instantly darkened. Friendly your sister! She dug into his heart without even opening her mouth. Gritting her teeth in anger, she said word by word. "I. Am. Yu … Yao!"
When her words fell, Yu Yan who was at the side immediately turned his head, and threw a doubtful look at her. Wasn't my name given with the character 'Wang'?
Zhu Yao ruthlessly glared back at him. You're the one with desires, your entire family is filled with desires!
Yu Yan frowned, and sighed. He silently expressed that his disciple's stupidity was getting worse, to the point where she could not even remember her own Daoist name. Then, he turned around and continued to look at the arena. While Zhu Yao silently shot daggers at his back.
Seeing that the atmosphere between the master and disciple was not right, Yi Ran tactfully stopped asking. After exchanging a few polite words, she sat on her White Tiger and watched the competition.
Hence, the stage was divided into three layers. The first layer was Yu Yan, who was still standing behind Zhu Yao. The second layer was the three Sovereigns. The third layer was the Mountain Lords and the Sect Masters of the various sects. The dozens of people were clearly divided, and Zhu Yao felt that if she were to add a cup of cola, she would be able to get an extremely luxurious set meal.
The appearance of Sovereign Yu Yan and the three Sovereigns, had undoubtedly ignited the passion of all the disciples. It must be known that the Inter-Sect Tournament every year, to these disciples who participated in it, was not only a display of their sect's strength, it was also a chance for them to make a name for themselves in the cultivation world.
And, the victors of every tournament would be able to obtain a chance to receive guidance from at least a Nascent Soul-stage senior. And today, the strongest seniors of Ancient Hill Sect had all appeared. Putting aside Sovereign Yu Yan, who was the number one in the cultivation world, even if they were able to receive a few pointers from a Demigod Sovereign three times, it would be enough to benefit them for the rest of their lives.
Cultivation was not merely about absorbing spiritual energy to raise one's cultivation. More importantly, it relied on one's comprehension towards one's Dao heart and the world, which was the essence of cultivation. And, for people who were able to cultivate to the Demigod level, their comprehension towards the myriad of things in the world, and their Dao heart, would definitely surpass that of ordinary people. To be able to receive a single pointer from them, forget about an epiphany, it would be even more beneficial to one's future cultivation.
Precisely because they thought of this point, all the participating disciples in the arena worked even harder, and raised their spirits to a hundred and twenty percent as they competed.
Unfortunately, Zhu Yao couldn't see it. That's right, she couldn't see it. Only when Zhu Yao seriously watched the competition did she realize. Momma's egg, forget about the fact that the stage was built high, why the hell did they have to set up a formation that obstructs one's line of sight? Usually, those with high cultivation would not be affected, however, with her Foundation cultivation, she was basically unable to see what the people in the arena were doing. As expected, there was a price to pay for acting cool. It was no wonder that other than the Sect Masters and Mountain Lords of the various Sects, there were no other disciples here. So it wasn't that they were unwilling to bring people up, rather, they had long known the truth.
"Master … Can I go down and take a look?" Zhu Yao had no choice but to discuss with Yu Yan, and temporarily went offline.
Yu Yan glanced at her, and understood that she couldn't see anything here as well. Only then did he nod. "After you're done watching, return immediately. Do not stay here for too long." To prevent herself from learning bad things. Of course, he did not say this out loud.
Zhu Yao nodded, and looked around. As expected, she saw a familiar figure, and coincidentally, he had been looking in her direction as well. Zhu Yao immediately activated the weapon beneath her feet, and eagerly flew over.
"Little brat!" Zhu Yao patted on the youth in front of her, who was currently looking around.
"Big sis Zhu Yao!" Wang Xuzhi turned his head with a joyful expression. "You're finally coming down the mountain?"
Zhu Yao nodded. "It's because I'm outstanding!"
Wang Xuzhi did not refute her arrogance either, and simply held onto her hand as he smiled even more happily.
Though, the people standing at the side noticed it, and came over with a gossipy look. "Little junior-martial brother, who's this? Aren't you going to introduce him? When did you get to know him? Brat, I can't tell that you're into this. "
Wang Xuzhi's expression instantly darkened, as he glared at him with a furious look. "Third senior-martial brother, don't be rude!"
"Yo, you're angry!" Yan Yuehong pinched a strand of hair next to him, the corner of his eyes twitched, and his smile was extremely warm. "Don't worry, little junior-martial brother. Although I, your senior-martial brother, am handsome and lovable, I will not snatch her from you. Furthermore … senior-martial brother doesn't like older ones either, I'm not into this. "
This time, Zhu Yao's expression darkened as well.
"Yan Yuehong!" Wang Xuzhi was angered to the point where he looked like a cat with its fur standing on end, as though he was going to pounce on him in the next moment.
Coincidentally, Du Yuanchen, who was not far away, saw her as well. Before Wang Xuzhi could explode, he cupped his hands and bowed towards Zhu Yao. "This disciple greets ancestral-martial uncle."
This time, the person with the darkened expression was Yan Yuehong.
Zhu Yao chuckled, and had Du Yuanchen stand up. Turning her head, she swept a glance at this person called Yan Yuehong. "You're the third disciple of Sect Master's junior-martial nephew?"
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