Ms. Doctor Divine

1951 Zhao Dier’s Plan 2

Mu Yan glanced at Zhao Dier and nodded slightly. He did not have the intention of speaking with her.

After all, the Wuji Sect only needed to express their goodwill at the right time for a vassal like the Piaomiao Pavilion to exist. There was no need to give face at all times.

Especially when his seniority with Zhao Di’er was not even equal.

After Mu Yan stopped at Zhao Dier’s place for a moment, his gaze landed on Mu Weiran seriously.

Mu Weiran, Mu Yan’s eldest daughter, was also the most outstanding daughter in cultivation and other aspects.

Many matters in the sect were handed over to her to handle.

The Xuantian Sect’s competition this time was also arranged for her to obtain the Golden Rolls.

Mu Yan was still not that anxious when facing Mu Weiran.

However….

Even if he didn’t have to worry, he still had to exert pressure on her where necessary.

He took a seat and wore a serious expression as he inquired, “Tell me, are you confident in the upcoming competition at the Xuantian Sect?”

Mu Weiran’s demeanor shifted, but he made an effort to control his facial expression and replied with assurance, “I am confident.”

“Weiran possesses exceptional cultivation and remarkable talent. I, Di’er, feel ashamed of my own shortcomings. Weiran will undoubtedly emerge victorious in the Xuantian Sect’s competition. And by Weiran’s side, I, Di’er, will provide assistance. Sect Master, rest assured,” Zhao Dier declared, emphasizing her loyalty to the Wuji Sect.

Her plan was straightforward.

She needed to establish a positive image first.

If she managed to obtain the Golden Rolls, she could return to her father and claim the credit.

If she failed to acquire the Golden Rolls, she would ingratiate herself with Weiran. At the very least, she would be able to observe and participate.

In either scenario, the Piaomiao Pavilion would not be at a loss.

Zhao Dier took pleasure in offering some flattery.

Mu Yan nodded approvingly. “Excellent. Our Wuji Sect and the Piaomiao Pavilion have long been acquainted. I am grateful for the attitude displayed by Brother Huai’s daughter. Once we secure the Golden Rolls, relay my regards to your father.”

“Yes.” Zhao Dier’s face was filled with joy.

Mu Weiran paid little attention to the conversation taking place.

Despite her claim of confidence, it was evident that she harbored deep concerns and an intense desire to obtain those Spirit Stones. Other matters failed to capture her interest.

Lost in thoughts about the Spirit Stones and her breakthrough, Mu Weiran turned and returned to the stone gambling hall, hoping to acquire Spirit Stones of a similar caliber. However, after wasting a day, she was left dissatisfied and had no choice but to resume her cultivation.

When she awoke again, it was the day of the competition.

For someone like Mu Weiran, the events of the first day were utterly uninteresting. They merely involved eliminating a group of ignorant participants who lacked discernment.

What truly interested her was observing Gu Chaoyan.

Mu Weiran wished to ascertain if Gu Chaoyan had utilized that particular spirit stone and, if so, to gauge her current level of cultivation.

Meanwhile, she also kept an eye out for other formidable competitors.

Wandering aimlessly through the Xuantian Sect, Mu Weiran was accompanied by the obedient Zhao Dier.

During this time, numerous individuals greeted Mu Weiran, and she responded with kindness, treating them as if they were long-time friends, even though many couldn’t recall who they were.

Her amiable nature made Mu Weiran a well-liked Elder Miss of a sect within the Yuehua Continent.

As she continued her walk, Mu Weiran spotted a familiar figure and hastened towards them.