Sorry, master, my junior sister has surrendered to the enemy!

In his reply to Qi Shuoxing, Chu Yu briefly mentioned his encounter with the third prince of Zi Yan Kingdom. He did not mention Feng Wuran, but instead told the funny story of Feng Yao being frozen by Wang Sheng on that day because of his nonsense.

As the days passed, Chu Yu broke through the sixth level of Spirit King and officially entered the ranks of high-level Spirit Kings. The speed of his advancement amazed Wang Sheng.

Of course, this guy will never admit defeat. He will only call Chu Yu a monster and then start to retreat. The next time he shows up, Chu Yu will definitely be shocked by his breakthrough.

Every time he reappeared from seclusion, Chu Yu would cooperate by praising him for being awesome, and nothing else would happen. When Wang Risheng didn’t see Chu Yu break down his defense, he would feel bored and leave, briefly falling into doubt about whether he was strong enough, but he would never stop testing him again and again.

It was really strange. Although Wang Sheng’s cultivation speed was fast enough, he was originally one small realm lower than Chu Yu, and he had not yet broken through the sixth level of Spirit King. Why did he still complain that Chu Yu’s expression was not surprised enough?

In the past, the person Wang Sheng would actively compare himself to was Ao Zheng. He might have felt a little competitive with Ao Zheng, but Ao Zheng had been in seclusion for too long this time, and Wang Sheng would often go to Wangxing Peak when he was bored, even though Chu Yu didn't have time to pay attention to him most of the time.

In addition, Chu Yu's stubborn and uncooperative character made it even more difficult for Wang Sheng to start his attack. In front of her, he had no choice but to give up his competitive spirit and practice diligently.

However, he has recently had a new person named Sun Yifei by his side, who no longer bothers Chu Yu, making the already deserted Wangxing Peak even quieter.

During this period, Li Heng came again because he was about to set off for Luolinzhou and came to say goodbye.

The sword cultivators' gathering was held almost simultaneously in nine continents. Although the Xiaoyuquan selection had not yet ended, for him it was just a matter of rushing around. It would be enough for him to show up in every place. He had stayed in Xuanxia Mountain for too long.

Generally speaking, except for the days when he was practicing in the sect, when Chu Yu acted alone, there were rarely such top-level strongmen around him.

Strong people above the fairyland generally do not interfere in the affairs below unless they have a vested interest.

The reason he enjoyed the help from his master, senior brothers and other elders was entirely because of their fellow disciples, while his relationship with Li Heng was because of their relationship in the previous life. Chu Yu was fully aware that his current strength and status were far from theirs, but he was also constantly moving closer to them.

But then again, Chu Yu hasn't received a reply from Qi Shuoxing these days, maybe she is very busy.

A month passed quickly.

Xiaoyuquan finally came up with a result. There were a total of fifty places, and Xuanxia Mountain occupied eleven of them.

Seven inner disciples who are good at using swords from Mount Xuanxia were selected, as well as four outer disciples. Together with Chu Yu, Wang Sheng, and Ao Zheng, almost all sword-using disciples of the younger generation of Mount Xuanxia will go. Of course, Chu Yu and the other two will not take up any spots.

Yue Han won the third place, which should be a very good result, but he himself seemed not satisfied and fell into endless internal friction again.

Dongfang Yan and three disciples of Yuxi Sword Sect were selected. Dongfang Yan performed well in this selection. It is said that he was originally inconspicuous, but for some reason one day he seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians, and he passed all the levels and even defeated several well-known disciples of Xiaoyao Sword Sect. He won the second place among all the sword cultivators participating in the competition from Dongxuanzhou, and was regarded as the most amazing dark horse among this group of sword cultivators.

The first one was Feng Yao, who was selected with six disciples from Zi Yan Country. Chu Yu admitted that he had underestimated him before, but it made sense because they were ready to kill everyone in Xuanxia Mountain. Wang Sheng did not give Feng Yao a chance to attack, and Chu Yu did not see Feng Yao actually take action. But he was a fifth-level Spirit King after all, and his realm was so overwhelming that the second and third ones were breathless.

Of course, all this was under the premise that none of the direct disciples of Xiaoyao Sword Sect and Xuanxia Mountain survived. The remaining 27 people were all outstanding seed players among the independent cultivators from the major sects and families in Dongxuan Continent.

Chu Yu went to take a look on the day the final result came out. Feng Yao was surrounded by many people like the moon surrounded by stars. Before he could show off enough, he turned around and saw Chu Yu. No one knew why, but they saw Feng Yao, the third prince who won the first place in the selection, running away in full view of everyone.

Chu Yu was speechless. One day had passed since the one-month deadline and the master-servant contract had long been invalid. Why did Feng Yao act as if he saw a ghost when he saw her?

Dongfang Yan over there was also beaming with glory. He saw Chu Yu from afar in the crowd, nodded slightly at her and said thank you.

Chu Yu knew what he was thanking for. His Xuan Qi grade had broken through to the upper A grade. Not surprisingly, this breakthrough took place during the trials. So he had made rapid progress during this period. This was already extremely lucky for him. As for the super-grade Xuan Qi, it depended on whether his luck could withstand it.

On the day when everything was settled, Chu Yu packed his luggage, brought Mo Xuan, and went to the outer disciples square to meet up with everyone.

Wang Sheng arrived early in the morning and was chatting enthusiastically with the other eleven disciples.

Except for the top three, the disciples of Xuanxia Mountain almost took up all the top spots.

Chu Yu had heard of several of them. The most prominent one, and also the most powerful among the eleven disciples, was a female disciple with superb swordsmanship named Liu Chenchen. She ranked fourth in the trials and had just entered the first stage of Spirit King. She was a true swordsman. At this moment, she was dressed in purple, with a calm face, standing quietly aside and listening to the chattering of the disciples.

Many of the disciples here are pure sword practitioners, which is different from Chu Yu and others.

The fifth place in the selection round was a male disciple named Qin Liuchuan. He was wearing a blue shirt and carrying a huge sword box on his back. He was meditating alone and ignored everyone. When he noticed Chu Yu coming over, he raised his eyelids to take a look and then closed his eyes again.

When everyone saw Chu Yu coming, they came up to him enthusiastically and introduced themselves to Chu Yu one by one. It was obvious that everyone was looking forward to this visit from the Sword Sect.

"Chu Yu, you're only staying for three months. Aren't you going to stay with us for a full year?"

Chu Yu nodded. After all, they were not selected there, and they were just there to exchange ideas. In the end, they all had to be busy with their own things.

After confirming the news, a few disciples showed regretful expressions on their faces. Wang Sheng immediately said, "Don't be discouraged. It's not like the sky will fall if your brothers and sisters are gone. In this year, you can learn more and fill in the gaps. As long as you are united and have the sect behind you, no one will dare to bully you. Just think of it as changing a place to practice for a year."

Chu Yu smiled slightly. As long as the disciples of Xuanxia Mountain united, no one would come to provoke them. Although sword cultivators from all corners of the world would come here and the personnel were a mixed bunch, the sect was well-known, and there would generally be no trouble unless they took the initiative to cause trouble.

Of course, this does not apply to some royal families and certain sects.

But Chu Yu didn't think these disciples were afraid of trouble.

"Ahem, everyone is here, let's go." Mo Bai's voice came from a distance. Everyone only saw him, and the fairy ship they imagined did not come.

Mo Bai walked in front of everyone and directly opened the portal hanging in the square.

"Oh!" Everyone cheered. Is this going straight over?

"What are you thinking about!" Mo Bai first poured a bucket of cold water on everyone, then slowly said:

"There aren't many of you on this trip. We calculated the cost and think it's more cost-effective to take the teleportation array, so we won't arrange for an elder to lead the team. Chu Yu, Wang Sheng, you two are responsible for bringing the disciples to Xiaoyao Sword Sect safely and replying on time."

"We have discussed with the Wenxian Mansion to borrow their portal. After you enter the portal, you will be directly teleported to the boundary gate through Zhongzhou and then arrive at Shengdu. Although the travel expenses are sky-high for each of you, the sect has paid for you, so you don't have to go to the Wenxian Mansion again."

As soon as this was said, a disciple immediately asked, "Shengdu? Why is it there? Isn't Xiaoyao Sword Sect in Jiandu?"

Mo Bai shrugged and smiled: "There is no teleportation array that is that far away. You can figure it out by yourselves when the time comes. It would be better to treat yourself as a real sword cultivator and fly with a sword. How impressive it is."

Wang Sheng didn't think it was right: "Does that mean we have to go there by ourselves?"

Mo Bai nodded: "That's right." As soon as he finished speaking, before his disciples could say anything, he hurriedly pushed everyone into the portal.

This time he didn't have to lead the team or drive the boat, so Mo Bai was happy and at ease.

"No," Chu Yu thought of something before entering the room: "Immortal Mo Bai, Ao Zheng hasn't come yet, let's wait for him."

Wang Sheng put his hands on his waist and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, my brother hasn't come yet..."

Mo Bai didn't stop what he was doing, and continued to push everyone in: "Brother went to Zhongzhou by himself ten days ago, and has been waiting for you there for a long time."

"What?" Before Wang Sheng could ask clearly, everyone felt dizzy and was pushed into the portal.

There was a dull rumbling sound in the air from behind the portal, and then it closed automatically.

When Mo Bai saw that the mission was completed, he breathed a sigh of relief and went straight back to Mingxin Peak.

……

Chu Yu was the first one to walk out of the portal. She tried her best to control her expression. It felt unpleasant to enter the portal without any preparation.

Mo Xuan on his shoulder was also dizzy, mainly because the transmission time was a bit long and he was not used to it yet.

However, thinking of Feng Wuran's teleportation talisman, Chu Yu suddenly felt balanced. If Feng Wuran's teleportation talisman was used as a benchmark, this teleportation portal was simply a divine treatment.

Wang Sheng was the second one to come out. As soon as he came out, he started to complain: "Damn, it feels like I've been kicked out. Chu Yu, why don't you show off your uncle's music to put pressure on him!"

The "he" he was referring to was Immortal Mo Bai. Chu Yu was very upset: "You can't even suppress this uncle's status, yet you still suppress him."

Wang Sheng stretched and yawned without turning his head: "Ah~~ I respect you very much..."

Liu Chenchen was the third one to come out. She held her head and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I don't have amnesia, otherwise I would have forgotten something and wouldn't have had time to go back..."

The young disciples came out wailing one by one.

"Have we reached Shengdu?"

"I'm not ready yet."

"It's too fast!"

Chu Yu looked around and found that they had indeed arrived at the portal of Shengdu Wenxian Mansion. The surrounding environment was similar to that of the sect conference.

The teleportation array was still open, and eleven people had come out one after another. Qin Liuchuan was the last one to come out. He subconsciously began to count the number of disciples, but still said nothing.

After everyone had rested for a while, Liu Chenchen came over and whispered to Chu Yu, "Chu Yu, everyone is here, we can set off now."

Chu Yu nodded and was originally planning to take everyone away, but she suddenly remembered that most of these disciples were high-level spiritual masters, and only she, Wang Sheng and Liu Chenchen were spiritual kings.

The remaining few pure sword cultivators have learned to fly with swords, but what about the disciples who are neither Spirit Kings nor pure sword cultivators?

Damn, everything happened so suddenly, Chu Yu hadn’t considered this problem.

At this time, Qin Liuchuan walked over with his big sword box on his back. His face was still frosty and expressionless, and he looked very cold, but the moment he approached everyone, his whole personality collapsed.

"Gurgle~~" His stomach made a sound.

Everyone heard the noise, it was so loud that the air froze for a moment.

Qin Liuchuan subconsciously covered his stomach without hiding or embarrassment. His face wasn't red, and his heart wasn't beating. He raised his eyes and looked at everyone innocently, and slowly squeezed out two words.

These are his first words of the day:

"hungry."