After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

A faint golden divine pattern was visible on Wen Qingyu's forehead, and the morning light cast a layer of golden luster on his divinity-filled face, making him look like the high and mighty god who could not tolerate any blasphemy. His cold eyes were picturesque, but without a trace of indifference.

However, there was a person walking leisurely beside him. He was tall and slender, wearing a loose silver-white brocade robe, with silky black hair half tied behind his head and casually draped over his shoulders. He was casual and lazy, and his dress was cool and simple, except for the golden bead curtains falling on his shoulders and chest that made him look a little complicated.

Compared with the former, he is still younger, and is simply a handsome young man. But even so, he has a smile on his lips, and there are silver-white divine patterns between his eyebrows, which make him look noble and dignified. The nobility and divinity that emanates from his bones are natural and cannot be compared or described by many people.

The two men just stood there without saying a word. Just a glance at everyone with eyes full of compassion was enough to make people respect them. Everyone wanted to kneel down and pray for God's protection.

Chu Chaozhao squatted there and raised his head slightly, then he could see two people standing in high positions, dressed in gorgeous clothes, just like gods looking down on all living beings. Under the gods, a large group of people were kneeling, and even those who were slightly older in seniority bowed their heads.

She lowered her eyes and squatted there obediently, not knowing what she was thinking.

As the two nodded and sat down, everyone stood up and sat down.

Chu Chaozhao smiled at his master who was looking at him, then turned his head and looked curiously at the young man sitting next to him.

Those eyes, like her master's, had thick eyelashes and were full of compassion for all living beings. They were beautiful and bright as if they were filled with brilliant stars. However, at that moment when the young man sat casually on the chair, his eyes were drooping and listless, and very cold.

They are all gods worshipped by the world, but they are still different after all.

Chu Chaozhao thought so.

Just as she was about to turn her head, her eyes met the other person's gaze. She saw the godly boy looking up at her and smiling. The smile inexplicably made her feel dangerous.

The young man had a fine bone structure, calm features, and the ends of his eyebrows seemed to be dotted with snowflakes hanging on tree branches. But when he smiled, it was like a spring breeze blowing past, adding a touch of enchantment and beauty to him for no reason.

Chu Chaozhao nodded slightly, then turned his head and started chatting and laughing with his senior brother.

She discovered that her third senior brother was also a young man of great talent and elegance. He was full of arrogance and recklessness, and his eyes showed the free and easy spirit of doing whatever he wanted. In comparison, this young man who was revered as a god by the world, although he always had a casual and lazy smile on his face, was more restrained and tolerant, and kept people at a distance.

Seeing her turn around and talk and laugh, Jun Qi Yan quickly withdrew his gaze.

Jun Fengshan, the leader of the Daodao Sword Sect, who was standing beside him, tilted his head slightly and whispered, "Young Master, that is the disciple of Venerable Bai Qing. I have asked people to keep an eye on her since she entered Songyue. She is very interesting. If you wait a little longer today, you might encounter some interesting things."

As if afraid that he would find it boring, he quickly began to explain.

Jun Qi Yan nodded slightly, supporting his forehead, and looked at Jinghongtai lazily.

The people in the audience looked at the two venerables with curiosity and caution, and there was constant discussion.

On the Guiyun Sect side, Wen Xi came over and whispered to his junior sister.

"Jun Qiyan is the name of the Changsheng Reverend. He is an orphan picked up by the former leader of the Daodao Sword Sect. It is said that we met him ten thousand years ago, but he never lived past the age of twelve. However, the leader was good at divination and would pick him up every time he was reincarnated. He hoped that he would live forever, so he named him "Changsheng".

The strange thing is that after the previous sect master died three thousand years ago, he left Chunshan and died outside. He disappeared for so many years, but was later picked up by the current sect master Jun Fengshan. He has never left Chunshan since then, and has lived past the age of twelve."

"Although he has never left Chunshan, he has saved countless lives and kept the area safe. In addition, there is a divine mark on his forehead, so people in the world respectfully call him the Eternal Lord."

Chu Chaozhao was curious: "Is he also very powerful?"

"Of course, don't be fooled by his young age, but his cultivation is not low. He must be at the ninth level, or at least the eighth level. There are only a few people in the entire Yunzhou who can be discussed with our master, and he is one of them.

It is rumored that since he held the sword at a young age, he was destined to become the best in the world and have few rivals.

It is also said that he was born to be a god.”

Chu Chaozhao chuckled, his eyes were full of ambiguity: "Longevity, immortality? That's a great wish, but do the current sect leaders like to pick up children? Is it a tradition?"

The current leader of the Wendao Sword Sect is surnamed Jun, as is that venerable one. My master’s surname is Wen, as are my third senior brother and the sect leader.

Interesting.

Wen Xiji curled his lips and smiled evilly: "Maybe they reached some tacit understanding."

With the beating of war drums, the drawing of lots has come to an end. Red arenas of various sizes rise from the huge Jinghong stage. Huge chains rise from the ground and connect the arenas together. Each arena is engraved with intricate ancient golden patterns. When the golden magic circle on the ground disappears, the Fu Sheng Kunlun Mirror appears in the uppermost space, projecting various images around.

The scene was so grand and magnificent that Chu Chaozhao couldn't help but be surprised. This was the world of cultivating immortals.

When the competition started, the disciples from each sect gave it their all and fought harder than usual.

Chu Chaozhao was watching the game calmly, but he noticed a pair of extremely vicious eyes looking at him.

She searched among the arenas and finally saw it on the third arena on the left.

The girl had curved eyebrows and was as gentle as water, but holding a long sword, she was very imposing. At this moment, she was beating her opponent, who was kicked off the stage and looked at her with disdain.

Chu Chaozhao held up his forehead, a wanton smile spread across the corners of his mouth: "Ye Yun? You can still come out?"

"Who?!" Wen Xiji, not only Wen Xiji, all the disciples of Guiyun Sect turned their heads to look over, and when they saw the familiar figure, they all got angry.

"She still dares to come out and meet people?"

"That's right! How dare you!"

……

Jiang Du comforted her, "Maybe the head of the Ye family is mediating. If you meet her, just admit defeat immediately if you can't beat her. It's not shameful. Don't let her beat you like this. This is not the only match we have."

Although they did not agree with Ye Yun, they had to agree with what their senior brother said.

Wen Xi's fists creaked, and his eyes were fierce, like a beast in the forest looking at its prey: "She'd better not challenge me!"

Shen Jinming's icy voice poured cold water on everyone: "Humph, you're still thinking about these things. You should first think about what to do if someone draws her. The other party is now at the first level of the third heaven."

In just a few months, he had already reached the first level of the third heaven. He was truly a top-grade spiritual root.

Naturally, everyone noticed it and looked at the little cub worriedly. Jiang Du and Wen Xi once again reminded him to admit defeat and leave the revenge to his senior brothers and sisters.

But the little cub smiled, looking over there with meaningful eyes: "Wouldn't it be interesting if I faced her?"

She waved at Wen Xiji, who automatically ignored the cub's dog-like gesture and put his ear closer.

"Third Brother, have you placed your bet?"

Wen Xi raised his eyebrows, got excited for a moment, and then immediately lowered his voice: "Of course, Senior Brother, I put all my money on it!"

Chu Chaozhao patted his shoulder and said, "Young man, you are very smart! Do you trust me so much?"

"Who are you? Little Hakimi, who was raised by my senior brother! Of course I have to support you!"

Chu Chaozhao automatically ignored his address to himself and raised his eyebrows: "Then Third Senior Brother, watch out! You must accept this overwhelming wealth!"

Shen Jinming on the side didn't know when he took the cotton out of his ear. Although he didn't look around, his ears had already pricked up. Hearing the little secret of the two, he sneered in his heart.

I don't know where their blind confidence comes from! He will be thankful that the kid didn't embarrass himself!

On the red stage, a disciple of Guiyun Sect stepped onto the stage from the teleportation array and confronted Ye Yun. Everyone watched this scene with bated breath.