What's wrong with my senior brother just doting on me? !

"Did you go out for a sneak peek yesterday?"

After thinking about "who is who", "can people be reincarnated" and "what to eat tomorrow morning" all night long, Chu Yaoyao felt listless and drowsy, feeling like she would pass out in the next second.

Everyone was waiting for today's opponent to draw the number. Among the disciples who were either worried or arrogant, Chu Yaoyao, who was mechanically stuffing cakes into his mouth, stood out.

As soon as Bailiyi came out with the number, he saw Chu Yaoyao eating the paper on which the cake was covered.

Bailiyi:?

Qi Yanzhi, who had just squeezed out of the crowd, couldn't stand it anymore. He reached out and grabbed the other end of the paper wrapping the pastries and gently pulled it.

Chu Yaoyao mechanically raised her head and glanced at him, reached out and tore off half of the wrapping paper and patted it on his hand: "I'll give it to you, you're welcome."

Qi Yanzhi stared silently at the wrapping paper with half of Chu Yaoyao's teeth in his hand.

Chu Yaoyao tilted her head. She didn't know why Qi Yanzhi didn't eat it. She thought it might be because the boy had a bigger appetite, so she happily tore up half of it and gave it to him.

"Do you want it too?"

Bailiyi strategically took a step back and declined.

"Your number."

Qi Yanzhi confiscated all the wrapping paper in Chu Yaoyao's hand, gave her another pastry, and asked softly.

Chu Yaoyao's slow-starting brain finally clicked and she remembered what she was doing now.

"Number 13."

Chu Yaoyao chewed the cakes and took out the ball she had just chosen randomly from her body. She ate all the cakes in one go and opened the ball to take a look.

"Ah ah ah ah, it's actually the Ding-Smashing Immortal! It's over!"

"Ah ah ah ah, my master and disciple are incompetent to support you. If you encounter the Immortal Breaking the Cauldron today, you will never come back, ah ah ah?"

"Mom, what should I do? I still want to return home in fine clothes..."

As soon as Chu Yaoyao reported her number, wailing immediately erupted around her.

Some disciples even beat the ground and howled loudly.

Chu Yaoyao:?

Bailiyi looked at his piece of paper and breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, it's not Miss Chu.

"I don't think so."

Chu Yaoyao silently put away her number, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Obviously you are very powerful and you can beat people much faster than me. Why are you so afraid of me?"

Because you didn't even take out your sword, others thought that even if you couldn't win, you could at least have an upright duel between immortal cultivators. But in the end, you didn't even take out your sword, and instead took out an elixir furnace and hit people with it.

The person who can represent the sect in the sect competition may not be the best among his peers, but he must be a chicken head in the sect, and he must be able to win the wind and rain.

Even if you lose in a duel with others, you can say that someone defeated you with such-and-such a sword.

In other words, what kind of technique was used.

All in all, if your skills are inferior to others, there is nothing to hide.

But everyone who faced Miss Chu was knocked unconscious by Miss Chu with an alchemy furnace and then thrown out by their collars.

Could it be that they packed their bags and went back to tell the head of the sect that they were knocked unconscious by an alchemy furnace?

Even if they achieve success later, this will become a major failure in their lives.

"Miss Chu should think about her own reasons."

Chu Yaoyao thought about it for a while, but she had exhausted all her brain cells last night and was no longer able to think about it anymore, so she just ignored it.

After some time, Chu Yaoyao controlled her alchemy furnace, and there were piles of disciples knocked unconscious by her on the floor of the stage.

"Next, thank you."

Chu Yaoyao wagged her fingers boredly, and the alchemy furnace followed her gestures.

The last disciple mustered up the courage to climb onto the competition platform.

The referee disciple looked away with pity.

"and many more!"

Just when Chu Yaoyao was about to take action, the person on the other side raised his sword to indicate that he had something to say.

Chu Yaoyao stopped her hand: "I will hit you lightly so that there will be no scars. If you have someone you care about nearby, I will throw you down in a nice way."

"Can you compete with me with a sword?"

Chu Yaoyao stopped turning the alchemy furnace.

ah? She was able to beat them one by one with the alchemy furnace not because of her suppression of cultivation.

The alchemy furnace is used purely because it has no sharp points. If you knock him out and throw him off the stage, no one will be injured.

Well, you might get a little dizzy at the end.

Ah, just take a rest. It's much better than breaking your arm or something, right?

"you sure?"

Chu Yaoyao stroked the alchemy furnace with her hand and tilted her head slightly.

Suddenly she laughed.

"I know you."

The disciple opposite was startled and began to recall where he had offended her.

"Have you said before that you should let the girl follow that bitch back quickly so as not to delay the child?"

The disciple opposite racked his brains and couldn't remember what it was about.

Here Chu Yaoyao had already put away the alchemy furnace, pulled out the Zhuohua Sword and turned it around in his hand.

The Zhuohua Sword showed its prototype.

"!"

A sword shadow struck past, and its momentum made the disciple's hand holding the sword tremble.

What state is she in?

impossible! Their information was acknowledged by Xiaoyao Sect and there was no way it could be wrong!

Was she trying to kill him? How dare she? !

"Do you remember it?"

Chu Yaoyao did not chop down the sword, but moved it an inch and nailed the sword to the right side of the head of the man who was so scared that he collapsed on the ground.

A section of the disciple's hair was cut off.

"I think......"

"Shh..."

Chu Yaoyao lowered her voice, made several gestures with her free hand, and finally made a silent gesture on her lips.

In the eyes of the referee disciples, Chu Yaoyao just pushed the person to the ground. Everything was in compliance with the rules of the game, so he stopped looking.

"Do you remember? Before that auction, you were the first person to speak out in that crowd, right?"

The disciple finally remembered that the sweet-looking man in front of him with a murderous smile was talking about that matter.

"woo woo woo woo......"

"Huh? Do you want to say that you just said it and it had no impact?"

Chu Yaoyao pulled out the Zhuohua Sword, shrunk it, made a small gesture to his lips, and made a small opening.

Chu Yaoyao lowered her eyes and looked at the thoughts of the people below.

"Guess what, if I say you are a demon spy now, what will those elders do to you?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Huh? But you did go to the place where the demons stayed, didn't you? Ah, you want to make a meritorious service? But I just want to say that you are a spy. Anyway, all the evidence points to you being a demon spy."

Chu Yaoyao looked at the thin line of blood flowing out of the cut, laughed, and snapped her fingers.

The restraint on the disciple's mouth was lifted.

"You are slandering!"

The disciple thought that this woman must be crazy. Does she know what the crime of being a demon spy is?

"Oh? Do you mean that I'm just talking nonsense?"