Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

At this time, Cheng Bufan noticed the cloth bag in Rong Shu's hand and asked curiously: "Rong Shu? What are you holding in your hand?"

"Oh, the little hamster I just picked up yesterday looks very cute, so I want to keep it." Rong Shu explained.

Rong Shu held the cloth bag in both hands. Although there were several layers of soft cloth underneath, she could clearly feel the softness and warmth of the small ball inside.

Hearing this, Cheng Bufan immediately became interested: "Hamster? Let me take a look?"

Rong Shu relaxed and opened the bag, and warned him uneasily: "Be careful, he seems a bit fierce."

Most importantly, the little guy is still sleeping.

"Tch, isn't it just a little hamster?"

Cheng Bufan was very disdainful, thinking he was just a little hamster, what could he do to him.

Inside the bag, the little hamster was sleeping a little drowsily, but he could vaguely hear someone talking.

...Well, it’s so noisy.

Then, the cloth bag that was originally covering it was opened by one hand, and the cold wind from outside flowed in directly.

The little hamster's body shook subconsciously.

"Just such a small one?"

The little hamster heard a man speak in a disgusting tone.

Rong Shu replied: "Hamsters are all so small, so they are very cute."

Cheng Bufan reached in and pulled out the bag, and said softly: "Why is one of the paws still lame? Are you being deceived? You bought a defective product?"

Before Rong Shu had time to explain, Cheng Bufan's hand holding the bag was scratched.

Cheng Bufan was shocked and immediately retracted his hand: "Wow! This thing even scratches people!"

Rong Shu looked down and saw the little hamster staring at Cheng Bufan with fierce eyes.

...You're the one who's lame!

Then, the little hamster looked at Rong Shu, his cheeks were bulging, as if he was accusing him, and he twisted his buttocks and huddled directly into the innermost part of the bag.

Rong Shu glanced at Cheng Bufan who had been scratched. His skin was not broken, he was just grinning.

Seeing this, Rong Shu couldn't help laughing: "I told you, he's very fierce."

"Besides, his hind leg is only injured, not lame."

"Tsk." Cheng Bufan curled his lips: "How about throwing it away? What's the use of such a big hamster?"

"It doesn't look like an ordinary hamster. Are you still thinking about the contract?"

Rong Shu shook his head: "I have no such plan for the time being."

Hearing this, Cheng Bufan felt relieved, thinking that Rong Shu had no intention of contracting: "That's good, don't waste your contract quota with such a weak thing."

Every monk has limited energy, and it is impossible to have unlimited contracted pets.

Therefore, the pet animal for each contract must be carefully selected.

Hearing what Cheng Bufan said, Rong Shu did not explain.

It can't be said that she has already contracted a white tiger, a mythical beast, and she doesn't want to contract a second one during the Qi refining period, right?

The two walked for a while and met Yasushi Tominaga, and the three of them went to the competition area together.

When they arrived at the competition area, the three of them happened to hear the leader of the Giant Spirit Sect speaking on the stage.

"...Elite disciples of each sect, today is to test the results of your hard work for several years..."

After some speeches, the highlight of the competition began.

As a contestant, Cheng Bufan was called to draw lots.

When an elder referee called Cheng Bufan's name, Cheng Bufan said hello to Rong Shu and Fu Yongkang: "I'm called, I'll go up first."

"come on."

Rong Shu and Fu Yongkang naturally went to watch Cheng Bufan's game.

Cheng Bufan's opponent in the first match was just a disciple of a third-rate sect. He was also in the early stage of foundation building and was easy to deal with.

In this match, as expected, Cheng Bufan won easily.

After watching Cheng Bufan's game, Rong Shu didn't pay much attention when he saw Cheng Bufan was suddenly called away by Cheng Xiaofeng, and went on to find other games with Fu Yongkang.

……

"Dad, why are you looking for me all of a sudden?"

Originally, Cheng Bufan had just won a match and was planning to compete with Rong Shu and Fu Yongkang.

As a result, Cheng Xiaofeng was called directly.

Cheng Bufan was a little depressed.

At this time, Cheng Xiaofeng's expression became a little serious.

As soon as he raised his hand, a layer of soundproof barrier was arranged.

Seeing this situation, Cheng Bufan felt vaguely strange.

Cheng Xiaofeng's voice was somewhat cautious:

"Next, what I'm going to say, you have to keep it a secret. You can't tell anyone, not even Rong Shu."

Hearing this, Cheng Bufan looked startled.

He had rarely seen his father look so serious. Usually when he showed such a look, it was often when something big happened.

"Some time ago, when I led people to destroy the evil cultivator's stronghold, I wanted to find a list of spies lurking in the major sects, but unfortunately, the list was not found."

"Now that the sect competition has begun, those spies lurking in the dark may make some moves to disrupt the sect competition, and may even want to undermine the power of the righteous sect."

"As a contestant in this sect competition, you will probably be the focus of their attention. You must be careful."

Hearing this, Cheng Bufan touched his nose and said something shocking: "Then I withdraw from the competition midway. Is that okay? This way I won't be targeted."

"fart!"

Cheng Xiaofeng was suddenly shocked by Cheng Bufan's words. After reacting, he glared at the latter with a gritted tone:

"If you dare to quit the game midway, I will break your legs!"

After all, he is the leader of a peak, and his little son often withdraws from the competition. Where can he put his face?

and……

Cheng Xiaofeng snorted coldly and continued to break Cheng Bufan's delusion: "Even if you withdraw from the competition, you will be easily targeted as the son of the peak master, so you might as well make a bigger fuss."

Suddenly, Cheng Bufan seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes widened for a moment: "...No, you don't mean to use me as bait, do you?"

Cheng Xiaofeng coughed lightly: "Anyway, you are thick-skinned and thick-skinned. Don't worry, I will ensure your safety."

After all, he is just such a turtle son.

We can't go back and rebuild, so we have to protect as much as we can.

Suddenly, Cheng Bufan's head was buzzing: "Is this a temporary plan by you? Or was it already planned when you were in the sect?"

Cheng Xiaofeng hadn't answered yet, but the erratic look in his eyes said everything.

Cheng Bufan: Gan!

Therefore, all the lies that allow him to continue to make a splash in the sect competition are all fake!

Fortunately, he really believed it!