Chapter 431
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There was only one day left before the start of the competition.
Although the East Spirit cultivators that had gathered in the Heavenly Sea Valley were all rubbing their palms together, eager to try out this grand event where they could make a fortune out of the waves.
However, the news that the young master of the Heavenly Sea Valley had been abolished, that Venerable Wan Shuirong of the East Palace had accepted a disciple, and that the elder of the Flying Dragon Temple, Zhen Xiaoxiao, was very fierce was still being talked about.
They watched as Wan Shuirong showed off to everyone with Violet Ring.
Mei Yutang and Yun Chi were heartbroken. When the Great Brilliant Sun was revealed again by Zi Huan, the two of them were discussing the details of the competition with Young Master Lian. By the time they reacted, Wu Hefeng, that old devil, had already set up the Binding Footwork Array and Wan Shuirong had already leaped out of the front peak to rush to recruit disciples!
This girl with ice skin and water bones, this crystal clear gaze, this exceptional aptitude ….
His heart ached!
How could she not be a disciple of the Spiritual Sect?
Mei Yutang had been staring at Violet Ring for a whole day. Even if Violet Ring had a good composure, she couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine.
She didn't know that the Spiritual Sect had been suppressed by the East Palace all these years, and the best disciples had been taken away by them. Therefore, Venerable Mei was very eager to accept a successor disciple who could hold the fort.
Who in the world was more worthy of training than Dayao Yang?
"Her temperament is extremely cold, and her perception is excellent!"
After talking with Violet Ring for a while, even Lian Zi Zhuo couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If Violet Ring had been discovered ten years earlier, perhaps her achievements today wouldn't be any less than his.
Perhaps her path was different from the two masters, but Violet Ring didn't show any signs of being chosen by the holy sword and the devil saber.
Moreover, her coldness came from her bones. Even though she was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, she didn't show much emotion when she came to Juqian Peak and met the Venerables.
She was equally polite to everyone. Apart from her flawless politeness, it was as if there was a layer of ice around her.
Only when Zhen Xiaoxiao was mentioned would Violet Ring have a slight smile on her face.
Zhen Xiaoxiao?
The girl who rode a crocodile demon in Tiger Subduing Hall and shouted "I'm going to hell"?
Lian Zi Zhuo closed his eyes. He still clearly remembered the scene of her fearlessly jumping down from the top of the mountain that day.
He couldn't help but look forward to it.
Looking forward to Zhen Xiaoxiao's performance in the tournament!
These days, Gui Li Chenguang, who had swallowed the Phoenix Begging Pill, had fallen into a deep sleep.
Grand Elder Yuanfeng and the others, although they did not see what Zhen Xiaoxiao fed him, after examining Hauri Chenguang's body, they could only stare at Zhen Xiaoxiao with bulging eyes.
Because he was so famous, Zhen Xiaoxiao had received many love letters in the past few days.
At first, when she walked in the camp, she would be suddenly stopped by someone who would stuff the pink envelope into her clothes.
Then it developed into a public confession.
In addition to the passionate love poems, there were also people playing the zither and dancing with the sword.
After all, Zhen Xiaoxiao's appearance was not bad, and her cultivation was not bad either. She was at the Foundation Establishment stage and had contracted a Blessed Crocodile Demon. She also had the protection of Jiu Zimo and Violet Ring, the two hot stars.
If she could form a relationship with her, the day of her meteoric rise was just around the corner!
In addition to the Heaven's Prides of the third-rank sects, even some True Dragon Junior Sects sent gifts.
There were so many letters that Zhen Xiaoxiao could only hide in the tent every day. However, these letters were still stubbornly sent to the barracks of the Flying Dragon Monastery, Seven Leaves Valley, and Giant God Sect like snowflakes.
The gifts piled up like a mountain.
Everyone hurriedly returned them one by one.
Only a medicinal herb from the Joy River Sect was kept by Zhen Xiaoxiao and he wrote a letter of thanks in reply.
The Joy River Sect had helped Zi Huan before, and they were on good terms with her, so no one would gossip about them.
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