Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

I don’t know how much time had passed, but it also seemed like not much time had passed.

The depth in the girl's eyes faded, along with the numbness.

Those eyes were filled with emotion again.

It's irritability.

Ning Xiyuan opened his mouth and tried to smile.

"very tired."

She only said two words, her patience reaching its limit.

Her dizziness made her feel as if she were really dead.

Yan Qian'an's fingers were like maggots crawling on a corpse, disgusting and annoying.

Yan Qianan withdrew his hand and got out of bed.

"Slave, please retire."

The boy bowed, but did not show any humility.

Now that the plan is in place, it seems that disguise is not that important.

After all...in a few days the young master will be a beautiful corpse.

The wind outside the temple is still cold. Early spring brings the chill of winter, but it is still full of vitality and bursting with infinite energy.

It's just my fingers that feel extra cold.

After taking off his disguise, Yan Qian'an is no longer gentle, but rather cold and lonely to the point of being frightening.

Like carved stone.

It's cold from the inside out.

After eating the entire Floating Life Fruit, I am feeling unwell and cannot participate in the sect competition?

Very smooth logic.

So, this is Ning Xiyuan's plan...

We should underestimate those people who are secretly fanning the flames and trying to make things worse.

Yan Qian'an wiped the index finger that had just been bitten. There were heavy teeth marks on the finger bones and blood was oozing out.

She didn't bite any further, probably because the girl hated the smell of blood.

What a wonderful flavor.

He thought that her preferences should be the same as his.

As for the fingers...

Does it hurt?

It's no more painful than having your fingers broken.

only....

It made him pay more attention to the circle of teeth marks.

The handkerchief that wiped the area was swallowed by the purple evil spirit and disappeared completely.

Yan Qi'an realized it belatedly and let out a light sigh.

"It's so dirty."

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The sect competition was held at the training ground of Yunyantai.

The contrast and clash among the younger generation of the sect.

Open to all students of appropriate age.

In this competition, only strength is considered, and a servant can become an outer disciple or even an inner disciple.

Outer disciples have the opportunity to go a step further.

It is rare for an inner disciple to be stripped of his status, after all, the elders will not make a mistake.

The competition lasted for a full seven days.

The most interesting part is the last day, which is a fierce battle among geniuses.

The winner of the competition will receive generous rewards.

But geniuses don’t care about these things, what they care about is honor.

For example, Lu Chaoyang.

As the direct disciple of the Third Elder, he just wanted to clear his name.

Ning Xiyuan is just a useless guy whose cultivation level is inflated and he is not good at swordsmanship. How can he occupy the title of the most talented swordsman in the Southern Region!

He is clearly not weak!

Lose to others willingly.

But...it's shameful to be unable to compare to a hypocritical person like Ning Xiyuan!

He is determined to expose Ning Xiyuan's true face in this sect competition!

Let everyone know that he is the most talented!

The competition was carried out in an orderly manner for six days.

Ning Xiyuan, the young master of the clan, was not present at all.

The aftereffects of the Floating Life Fruit were too severe, and Ning Xiyuan slept peacefully.

It was not until the morning of the seventh day that the third elder arrived at the Wutong Palace early in the morning and shouted loudly.

"Young Sect Master, why don't you plan to attend this sect competition?"

"You are a role model for the sect. The sect master is in seclusion, so naturally the young sect master has to take responsibility for such a grand event."

Yan Qi'an was in the courtyard, frowning.

Noisy.

The third elder should also be killed.

How long will it take to queue?

The young man looked in the direction of the sound, narrowed his eyes slightly, and murderous intent surged in his mind.

But he didn't stop the third elder from continuing to make noise.

For six whole days, Ning Xiyuan seemed to be confined to the bed.

The Wutong Palace was eerily quiet.

At first, he enjoyed the quiet, which gave him plenty of time to kill those annoying people.

but...

It will be annoying.

Yan Qi'an took the initiative to walk towards the inner hall. How could the young sect leader not attend the sect competition?

"Young Sect Master!"

Yan Qi walked to the girl's bed with a clear conscience and pulled her up.

"Yan Qi'an!"

Ning Xiyuan exploded.

She followed Yan Qian'an's strength and grabbed his neck.

crazy!

Really crazy!

Is it so rude to wake someone up?

It made her feel as if she was dug out of the ground.

Yan Qian'an's right hand hanging by his side turned into a blade, and the killing intent was there in an instant.

He endured it.

Let Ning Xiyuan throw herself into his arms.

The sweet fragrance of the girl spread and polluted the air around him, and her slender hands were very cold and placed on his neck.

What a wonderful feeling.

It's like handing your life over to someone else.

"Young Sect Master, today is the last day of the sect competition." Yan Qian'an said softly, seemingly not caring at all about the shackles around his neck.

Not heavy.

He lowered his eyes and saw the girl's face clearly.

Her hair was slightly messy, she was pale, and beautiful, but she had an lingering sense of decadence and death.

The girl's eyes were full of anger, and Yan Qian'an actually felt that his mood had reached a strange balance.

Ning Xiyuan: "...sect competition."

Oh.

It's a plot where she could die.

As long as she goes on the field, since her cultivation level is not high and she doesn't resist, there is a high possibility that she will be hacked to death.

Think about death.

Ning Xiyuan began to calm down. She took her hand away from Yan Qi'an's neck and wiped it on her body casually.

"Oh."

She replied with one word.

Go wash up very quickly.

Yan Qian'an looked at the girl's back with a gloomy expression.

The cold touch on my neck is still there.

He even saw Ning Xiyuan wiping his hands.

Do you dislike him?

She should have chopped off her hand!

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Ning Xiyuan walked out of the palace without even looking at the Third Elder and went straight to Yunyan Terrace.

If you are not proactive in seeking death, there is something wrong with your thinking.

At Yunyantai, Lu Chaoyang defeated all his opponents and became the undisputed number one.

He looked around at the crowd.

Not seeing Ning Xiyuan, he couldn't help but snort coldly.

Do you think it's okay to just hide?

He had to deliver the declaration of war to Qingluan Peak today.

Lu Chaoyang walked off the stage to a chorus of praise and compliments.

But there are always discordant voices among them.

for example...

"How can you say Lu Chaoyang is the first place when the young master hasn't arrived yet?!"

"Let's not talk about the young master. Senior Sister Ning Jin is still in the secret realm. If Senior Sister Ning Jin is here..."

"Senior Sister Ning Jin will definitely win!"

Lu Chaoyang snorted coldly.

I wish I could only breathe through my nostrils.

That's it again.

Is it hard to admit that he is the strongest? !

Ning Xiyuan?

Rubbish!

As for Ning Jin...so what if he is a genius? He still has the strength to fight.

There are not many people who think that Ning Xiyuan can win the championship, and Shen Shiwei is one of them.

Her point of view was unpopular among the outer disciples.

"You haven't heard... According to reliable sources, the young master's strength is simply exaggerated!"

"Not only that...I heard that she is a complete waste..."

"Keep your voices down! The young master will never let go of any grudge. If you act so brazenly, be careful you will be killed."

Shen Shiwei grasped the corner of her clothes: "Young Sect Master is the most powerful!"

After she finished speaking, before the people around her had a chance to mock her, they heard a commotion in the stands.

The girl in black landed lightly on the stage, her long hair untied, swaying freely in the wind.

The noise was overwhelming and deafening.

——Ning Xiyuan.

coming.

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