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

Lingbao disappeared at the top of the mountain and the competition ended.

An irresistible force came and swept everyone directly into the white light.

Wen Jin took advantage of the chaos to throw out a teleportation talisman and teleported directly back to the courtyard.

Fairy Piaomiao was escorted out by the disciples. Jiang Zhuo had been waiting there with his men. As soon as he saw Fairy Piaomiao, without saying a word, a disciple came out from behind him and "took" her to the prison.

Everyone's hearts finally settled down, and their eyes all turned to the largest magic mirror.

His eyes searched for his own achievements on the magic mirror.

Wen Jin took back his "stand-in" and pretended to rush from the courtyard. He also deliberately passed by the Kunlun patrol team and let the disciple guarding the gate see him before going outside the barrier at the back mountain.

Ji Yunmiao finally ranked fifth in Penglai with an unchanged score of 209, and ranked 22nd in the total score. Penglai still ranked first in the total score of the sect.

"Haha, it's like this in every session. There's no suspense at all." A cultivator from Kongtong Valley looked over and said casually.

"Yes, you Kongtong Valley should forget about it. When you can add the word 'immortal', you can catch up with the top five." A cultivator from the Bloodfang Beast Palace snorted coldly.

In this competition, they got a good result of third place in the total score, which was partly due to the beast tide in Penglai. Thanks to Penglai's generosity, the strength of their disciples was further improved.

At this time, the Blood Fang Beast Palace seemed to have formed an alliance with Penglai Fairy Island. Without waiting for Penglai Fairy Island to fight back, the people of the Blood Fang Beast Palace started to mock them first.

The monk who was speaking from Kongtong Valley's side suddenly flushed red in the cheeks, and shouted angrily: "You!" Pointing at the Bloodfang Beast Hall, the monk who spoke could not utter a word.

This time, Kongtong Fairy Valley took the 8th place, which was indeed not very convincing among the top ten immortal cultivation sects. However, it was just praised by a group of small sects and became complacent for a while. Now, it was poured a basin of cold water by the Bloodfang Beast Palace and suddenly felt that it had lost all its face.

But what they said was all true, and he had no way to refute it.

Wen Jin was standing with Ji Yunmiao at this time, on the side of the Penglai disciples, and didn't know where Bai Xiuyuan and Xu Yuan had gone.

"Master, are you satisfied with this result?" Ji Yunmiao asked in a low voice.

Wen Jin was calling the top-ranked disciples to step out. Upon hearing this, he glanced at him sideways and went on to call other disciples, thinking that he was asking a question even though he already knew the answer.

When Ji Yunmiao saw that Wen Jin didn't answer, he didn't show any emotion. Instead, a smile flashed across his eyes.

It was tacitly understood that Wen Jin knew his trump card, but would never bring it up until he admitted it.

Not far away, a group of people stopped hesitantly.

"Is he the disciple of Peak Master Wen Jin?" someone asked the person next to him in a low voice.

The person being asked was at a loss for words. He just moved his lips up and down but didn't utter a word.

"Maybe it's Master Wen Feng's new disciple? It can't be that..." Someone else spoke tentatively.

Several people looked at each other, bewildered, not knowing what to do.

The incident at Fuyao Peak on Penglai Fairy Island had spread almost everywhere in their ten major sects. Even the storytellers on the street knew a thing or two. If there were anyone who didn't know about it, it would only be some of the arrogant and self-centered aristocratic families.

They thought they could establish connections with the top immortal cultivation sects, but little did they know that the top sects were merely being polite to them. So they began to look down on others and never bothered to interact with the common people, resulting in complete isolation from the news.

Several people's eyes fell on the middle-aged monks who were looking for Wen Jin and Ji Yunmiao.

"Master Wen Feng, Master Wen Feng, is this your disciple?"

A few people in the distance released their spiritual power, and they heard one of the middle-aged monks who had gathered around speak like this.

For a moment, these dozen people held their breath and concentrated. Those who were far away hoped that Wen Jin would say no, while those who were nearby hoped that Wen Jin would say yes. They all had different thoughts, but at this moment they all shared the same expectations.

Wen Jin looked at the strangers who suddenly surrounded him. Although he was hesitant, he nodded politely and said, "They are my direct disciples."

Hearing this, the people in the distance suddenly lost interest in listening like deflated balls. They looked at each other who had just wanted to compete with them, with helpless smiles on their faces.

"Forget it." A few people laughed and immediately parted ways.

When the people nearby heard this, they were delighted and became more wary of each other. They looked at Ji Yunmiao, who was standing aside with an indifferent expression, as if they were looking at some golden cake.

"My friend, have you ever had the intention of forming a couple?"

"My friend, you don't look very old. Is your bone age a hundred years old?"

"My daughter has achieved Nascent Soul at the age of 300, but she has never found a partner! May I introduce her to you?"

"..."

Several people immediately asked at once, their eyes full of eagerness.

Ji Yunmiao took a step back and glanced at Wen Jin.

"No need." Wen Jin heard him say this.

He did not say whether he had any plans to get married, nor did he say that she would get married with him. He just rejected her directly in a concise and to the point manner.

Wen Jin felt a little uncomfortable, but he said nothing. Was it because he respected her ideas or because he was not confident in himself?

"Think about it!" The person whose question was randomly answered by Ji Yunmiao kept asking.

Wen Jin glanced at Ji Yunmiao and held his hand. She stood in front of him, blocking the gazes of the middle-aged cultivators who were still unwilling to give up. "No need to think about it, because he has already decided on a Taoist partner."

"Haven't you heard about my story?" Wen Jin asked in confusion.

Upon hearing this, several people were stunned and looked at each other, their gazes finally falling on the hands held by Ji Yunmiao and Wen Jin.

Ji Yunmiao was also looking down at the hands of the two people holding each other, and felt warm, dry, soft and reassuring in his palms.

"Fuyao Peak's leader Wen Jin and her first disciple Ji Yunmiao." Wen Jin gave a hint and looked at the people in front of him who obviously knew nothing about the matter. He didn't know what to say to them for a moment.

She also realized that there were people who had not heard of this rumor!!!

Wen Jin coughed lightly and said, "I want to be his partner. I have been preparing for half a year."