Two days later.
Jiang Wan went to the martial arts field with everyone from the Tianyan Sect. Today was the second round of the sect's conference.
"Bai Shuang's mood recovered quickly."
The sound of the system rang in the sea of consciousness, and Jiang Wan subconsciously glanced in Bai Shuang's direction.
With her pure white dress and bright make-up, Bai Shuang still looks like a high-spirited goddess today, with no hint of the embarrassment of that night.
Looking at Murong Yi who was standing aside, he also had a proud look on his face.
It seemed that the relationship between Bai Shuang and Murong Yi had undergone quite a reversal during the two days she had been practicing the explosive spell.
"Host, how about we tonight"
Before he could finish the sentence "Go to Bai Shuang's place again" at the end of the system, Jiang Wan ruthlessly interrupted, "I won't go."
She was not interested at all in the love-hate relationship between Murong Yi and Bai Shuang.
system"!!!"
Why is she like this!
As soon as Jiang Wan stepped into the martial arts arena, a man who looked like an attendant walked over not far away.
"Miss Jiang, our city lord wants to see you."
City lord?
There is no one else but Wu Zhao who can be called the city lord in Fuxi City.
Jiang Wan's eyes turned to Murong Lingxiao at the front, with a faint inquiry in his eyes.
Murong Lingxiao recognized this person. He was indeed someone from Wu Zhao's side. He had seen him yesterday when he was drawing lots.
Murong Lingxiao nodded towards Jiang Wan, who responded and followed the attendant.
The attendant led Jiang Wan through a small half of the martial arts arena, and finally stopped in front of a very ornately decorated room. He turned to Jiang Wan and made a "please" gesture.
"The city lord is inside, Miss Jiang can just go in."
When Jiang Wan walked into the house, he saw a person standing respectfully inside.
It's Wu Zhao.
The person sitting at the top was Rong Yan, who was caressing Hu Jiu's hair unhurriedly.
So, does Wu Zhao want to see her, or does Rong Yan want to see her?
"The Supreme Elder, Lord of Wu City."
Jiang Wan called the two of them very politely, his clear voice full of alienation.
It wasn't until Rong Yan glanced at Wu Zhao that Wu Zhao turned around.
"Miss Jiang, I called you here today because I want to ask you to make a choice."
Jiang Wan stared, choosing, what choice?
Wu Zhao patiently explained to Jiang Wan, and Jiang Wan finally understood Wu Zhao's intention of calling her over.
It was because she advanced in the competition a few days ago.
She was in the middle stage of the Golden Core when the lot was drawn, but after the competition, she had advanced to the late stage of the Golden Core through the competition with Kuixi.
In the next competition, Wu Zhao gave Jiang Wan two choices as to whether she should continue to participate as a mid-stage Golden Elixir or participate in the late-stage Golden Elixir competition.
The first is to continue to compete in the name of the middle stage Jindan, then the first place in the middle stage Jindan must be her.
The first prize is a ninth-grade spiritual sword.
The second is to compete with the actual cultivation level of Jindan in the later stage. Jiang Wan can skip the first round and directly enter the second round, but the probability of being eliminated is foreseeable.
It was almost impossible for Jiang Wan, a newly promoted Jindan late stage, to stand out from the group of disciples who had stayed in the Jindan stage for who knows how long.
The result of this is that not only will you not get the prize for the top spot in the mid-term Golden Elixir, you will also be eliminated, and you will get nothing in the end.
All fools know how to choose.
A ninth-grade spiritual sword can only be found but not sought.
Since the previous sect conferences, although there are not many people like Jiang Wan who can advance in the competition, there are still a few.
Those people naturally chose the first one without any doubt.
Jiang Wan almost didn't think about it and said directly, "I choose the second one."
Wu Zhao, who had already made up his mind, didn't even listen to what Jiang Wan said and responded directly, "Okay, then you just need to go through the formalities to enter the final round, and then that's it."
etc!
Before Wu Zhao finished speaking, he suddenly reacted.
What did Jiang Wan say?
She said she chose the second one?
Wu Zhao, who felt that he must have heard wrong, quickly confirmed it again, "Which number did you say you would choose?"
Jiang Wan raised his eyes, looked into Wu Zhao's eyes, and repeated seriously: "I choose the second one."
Wu Zhao: "!!!"
He heard it right, she actually chose the second one!
Is there anything wrong with her mind?
"you sure?"
"Um."
Jiang Wan nodded seriously again.
Wu Zhao:.
This is really off the mark. After being the lord of Fuxi City for a thousand years, this is the first time I have seen someone so insane.
Is the appeal of the ninth-grade spiritual sword already so low?
So much so that Jiang Wan would rather give away a person's head in the later stage of the Golden Elixir competition than take it?
Seeing the shock and confusion that was about to overflow on Wu Zhao's face, the system in the sea of consciousness gave a very accurate summary: You don't understand at first glance, King Juan will never stop!
After finishing speaking, he did not forget to add another sentence: "No wonder he is still in the Mahayana stage at over a thousand years old!"
A flash of light flashed in Jiang Wan's eyes: Mahayana period, I'm envious.
Wu Zhao glanced at Jiang Wan for a while, making sure that Jiang Wan really had no intention of going back on his word, and then withdrew his gaze.
According to this rumor, Jiang Wan, who had awakened his spiritual roots for a year and cultivated to the late stage of the Golden Elixir, was indeed quite different.
After the matter was settled, Wu Zhao asked Jiang Wan to go back, and then looked at Rong Yan who had not spoken during the whole process.
"The Supreme Elder."
Wu Zhao didn't know what Rong Yan was thinking. When he said he wanted to summon Jiang Wan, Rong Yan rarely raised his eyelids, but after Jiang Wan came, he didn't say a word.
Looking at the absolute leader of Xuantian Palace, Wu Zhao felt extremely stressed.
"Is something wrong?"
Wu Zhaotou Da: Didn’t you come to me on your own initiative? ? ?
"No, no."
Rong Yan glanced at him suspiciously, then disappeared from the place holding the sleeping Hu Jiu.
Nominally, Rong Yan is the Supreme Elder of Xuantian Palace who is not concerned with worldly affairs.
But in fact, almost everyone knows that Rong Yan has the final say in Xuantian Palace.
More than two hundred years ago, Rong Yan was the true master of Xuantian Palace.
However, after defeating the Corpse Control Sect, he neither pursued the victory nor expanded the territory of Xuantian Palace. Instead, he granted himself the idle position of Supreme Elder and began a leisurely retirement life.
Every day I either go fishing or play with my contracted beast.
It is obviously the age when one should strive hard to cultivate, but he has been treated like a retired old man in the world of cultivation.
Show off as much as you want!
Even so, Rong Yan still advanced to the realm of transcending tribulation when he was three hundred years old.
So many people are thinking that if Rong Yan could work just a little bit harder, wouldn't it be time for him to overcome the calamity and become an immortal?
Everyone still remembers the day when Rong Yan was promoted, thunder was rolling, beasts were wailing, and the sky was so gloomy that it looked like it was about to collapse.
Jiang Wan: Except for myself, everyone around me is in ruins?
(End of chapter)
