Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

Wen Jin glanced sideways and nodded slightly.

When she explored the surroundings just now, she had already discovered that two groups of people were heading in this direction. However, logically they should have arrived by now, but for some reason they haven't shown up yet.

Wen Jin released his spiritual awareness and spiritual power, then took it back after a moment, with a helpless smile on his face.

The two groups of people who had just come for them had actually met each other at this time, and seemed to have some disputes.

Wen Jin recognized that one of them was wearing the Wudang Mountain school uniform, but she didn't know the other one, so she looked at Ji Yunmiao with a questioning look.

"It's Kongtong Valley." Ji Yunmiao explained again through voice transmission.

His gaze stopped on Wen Jin with a little confusion, as if he didn't understand why Wen Jin, the master of a peak on Penglai Fairy Island, couldn't even recognize the school uniforms of the ten major immortal cultivation sects.

Wen Jin looked away guiltily.

She knew about Kongtong Valley. The person who founded the valley used the Kongtong Seal, which could purify everything, to found the Kongtong Fairy Valley. However, the Kongtong Seal had been lost for millions of years. The reputation and influence of Kongtong Fairy Valley had fallen to the bottom of the top ten fairy sects, and it had even lost the name of "Fairy Valley". Its presence was extremely low, and it didn't even occupy much space in the original book, not to mention the characteristics of its school uniform. It really couldn't be her fault that she didn't know.

"Do you want to go and take a look?" Fortunately, Ji Yunmiao did not ask any more questions about this matter, which made Wen Jin breathe a sigh of relief. She nodded, jumped onto the tree branch first, and disappeared into it.

The two of them flew quickly through the forest towards Kongtong Valley and Wudang Mountain.

The sound of the wind blowing through the trees was even louder than the sound of their movement.

It’s strange to say, perhaps because of the spiritual power contained in the barrier, the trees that should have lost all their leaves in autumn are still lush and green.

This should be done intentionally to increase the difficulty of the competition.

Wen Jin, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped on a tree trunk. She raised her hand slightly, turned around and made a "hush" gesture to Ji Yunmiao.

About ten meters away, the two groups of people from Kongtong Valley and Wudang Mountain were in a stalemate.

The leader of Kongtong Valley should be a good guy. He is standing in front of the Kongtong Valley team, raising his hand slightly, persuading them: "We are all from the top ten immortal cultivation sects. Why do we have to kill each other here? We should all retain our strength and help each other to fight against those outsiders. Only if we all stay until the end can we preserve our status, right?"

Wen Jin felt that the person who was the leader of Wudang Fairy Mountain looked familiar. He seemed to be the disciple who followed Gu Zhao on the Baihuan Boat that day.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and she knew without waiting for the man to speak that he had nothing good to say.

As expected, the disciple snorted, "It's time for Kongtong Valley to fall from the top ten immortal cultivation sects."

"You lost the Kongtong Seal, but you still have the nerve to stay here. You are really shameless." He raised his head and didn't look people in the eye.

Hearing this, the leading disciple from Kongtong Valley gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Hey! You're still not convinced!" The man said disdainfully, and his folded arms opened up. A ball of spiritual power had quietly gathered between his palms: "Then let me see! What's the reason you don't accept it?"

He raised his hand high, and the ball of spiritual energy in his palm expanded several times in an instant. As he waved his palm, a huge hand appeared in the air and flew straight towards the disciples from Kongtong Valley!

Wen Jin's heart was inexplicably hanging.

Originally, they came to watch the "fight between the snipe and the clam" and planned to be the "profitable fisherman", but at this moment Wen Jin's heart couldn't help but tighten.

A thunder talisman had quietly appeared at her fingertips, and she would throw it out when the people in Kongtong Valley could no longer resist.

Ji Yunmiao stood next to Wen Jin, lowered his eyes to glance at the talisman between Wen Jin's fingertips, and then turned his attention back to the game between Kongtong Valley and Wudang Mountain. He did not say a word, but his hand had quietly covered the black gold sword at his waist.

However, the hand had just fallen, and before it hit the defense formed by the Kongtong Valley disciples, it was suddenly stopped by an unknown force.

There is a rapid sound of pipa coming from afar——

Wen Jin put away the talisman on his fingertips and placed his hand on Ji Yunmiao's hand covering the black gold sword, indicating that he didn't need to be so nervous.

The people from Piaomiao Yinque have arrived.

Piaomiao Yinque and Kongtong Valley have always had a close relationship. If Piaomiao Yinque helps, Wudang Fairy Mountain will definitely not be able to defeat the two factions combined.

Sure enough, the male disciple who was the leader of Wudang Fairy Mountain changed his expression after hearing the sound of the pipa.

The palm formed by spiritual power in the air suddenly disappeared into thin air.

The sound of the pipa also stopped abruptly - a female cultivator in a light blue dress holding a pipa quietly flew out from the forest. She had a pure and elegant temperament. She tapped the ground with her toes and silently stood in front of the people in Kongtong Valley.

"The first disciple of Fairy Piaomiao!" a disciple from Wudang Fairy Mountain exclaimed!

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on the face that was only half exposed but still breathtakingly beautiful.

The lower half of her face was covered by a veil of the same color, on which was embroidered a small jasmine flower - the symbol of Lu Qingzhi, the first disciple of Fairy Piaomiao.

Hearing this, Wen Jin's brows slightly frowned, and she looked up and down at the female cultivator who had suddenly arrived.

She had heard about the description of this fairy Qingzhi in the book, who stayed away from the world, practiced seclusion, and later fought with the male protagonist who had fallen into demonism, and was heartbroken by the male protagonist's fall from demonism. However, she would never participate in activities such as the sect competition that required her to go out and frequently interact with other people. Why now——?

Moreover, this person clearly signed up for the sect competition, so why didn’t he show up in the first and second rounds?

The doubts in Wen Jin's heart lingered.

Behind Lu Qingzhi, several female disciples of Piaomiao Yinque followed closely.

"Junior Brother Lu." Lu Qingzhi said, "Please give me some face. It is better for us ten major sects not to have a dispute too early."

Her voice was gentle, yet with a hint of clarity, which made people feel happy when they heard it. Lu Zhuo from Wudang Mountain was no exception.

"Fairy Qingzhi is right." His gaze hovered over several female disciples of Piaomiao Yinque, and the greed in his eyes could hardly be suppressed.

Seeing this, Lu Qingzhi frowned slightly, and her voice became cold: "Junior Brother Lu!"

The tone at this moment already contained a hint of warning.