Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

The resource competition starts at Chenshi and ends at Xushi, and today is the last day, so the deadline will be advanced by two hours.

When Qi Wu Yue was awakened by Xiao Lin, he couldn't open his eyes.

Chenshi was the time for him to fall into deep sleep, and because his cultivation was suppressed, he could only rely on excessive sleep to absorb and transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so as to temporarily stabilize the balance in his body.

Things like waking up early.

It’s painful, really painful.

Looking at the person in front of him with a furrowed brow and who refused to open his eyes, Xiao Lin chuckled softly and lifted Qi Wu Yue's head with one hand through the snow-white fur.

The other hand brushed aside the loose hair on his forehead, brushed across the corners of his lightly powdered eyes, and fell behind Qi Wu Yue's ear.

"I don't want to think about it. What about the three rewards? Do you still want them?"

Qi Wu Yue struggled when he heard that...his head rolled half a circle in Xiao Lin's palm.

Finally, he raised his upper body with great difficulty, and without even opening his eyes, he fell into Xiao Lin's arms, released his strength and found a foothold.

Subconsciously looking for the source of heat, she rubbed her face into Xiao Lin's neck, feeling the warmth and softness against him. Her voice was tired and lazy, and her voice was soft and vague: "I want..."

Xiao Lin lowered his head, his eyes softened, and he placed a kiss on Qi Wu Yue's hair without leaving a trace. He gently stroked Qi Wu Yue's head and said, "Do you still want to eat? If you don't want to eat, you can still sleep for a while."

"Eat." Qi Wu Yue said decisively.

But after he uttered this word, he buried his head in Xiao Lin's neck and did not move.

Feeling the warm breath rising and falling on his neck, Xiao Lin stroked Qi Wu Yue's scattered black hair behind his back bit by bit.

After waiting patiently for a moment, he said softly, "Since you are so sleepy, why don't you just have some porridge?"

Qi Wu Yue put one arm on Xiao Lin's shoulder and let the other arm hang down along the bed. He agreed without thinking: "Yes..."

Considering Xiao Lin’s perfect cooking skills, the porridge is also delicious.

Then there was a few minutes of patient waiting. Qi Wu Yue closed his eyes for a while. Xiao Lin raised his hand and stroked the back of his neck. He put his other hand around his waist and asked in a gentle and calm tone, "Do you want me to help you put on your clothes?"

Qi Wu Yue raised his arm.

Raise your other arm.

Her silver eyes were hidden by her long eyelashes, and she was served with skill and obedience.

Xiao Lin smiled: "Lift both sides."

Qi Wu Yue did as he was told, sleeping soundly without even opening his eyes.

"Zhao Zhao is so good." Xiao Lin praised softly. He put his arms around Qi Wu Yue's waist, fastened his waist belt for him, and embellished the silver ornaments he had taken off last night onto his school uniform one by one.

After doing all this, she also simply combed Qi Wu Yue's black hair, which was as smooth as a waterfall. There was no time to braid the hair on both sides, so she simply tied it up with a silver chain and let the hair flow freely with the ends hanging down to her waist.

The porridge was a very sweet meat porridge, served with diced mushrooms and chopped spiritual vegetables, with a rich aroma. Qi Wu Yue drank two bowls from Xiao Lin's hand before pushing his hand away and saying "hmm".

Seeing that he was full, Xiao Lin picked up the cooled porridge beside him and drank it all in one gulp. Then the two of them went to the competition venue.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he was blown by a cold wind in the face. The heat dissipated and Qi Wu Yue's sleepiness was also frozen away.

His silver eyes were shining with water. He stretched lazily and pulled Xiao Lin to the destination quickly: "Let's go, let's go."

When the two arrived at the competition venue, the academy manager happened to use spiritual power to ring the opening bell.

Qi Wu Yue saw that there were people waiting impatiently on the trial stage and the challenge stage. He was too lazy to take action and rushed to the challenge stage with a flash of white light on his wrist.

Qi Wu Yue released the poisonous snake directly from the storage space.

It had white scales and bloodshot eyes, and was as thick as a finger. Once it landed on the stage, its body grew to several meters in size, as thick as a bowl. It swung its tail, and with a loud bang, it knocked the student who had come up to challenge it down.

There was a dead silence in the audience.

An uproar ensued.

"The third level of Condensed Veins is already outrageous enough, how come the spirit pet is even more outrageous, a demon beast in the Sealed Spirit Stage!"

“If I still had a glimmer of hope for the third level of Condensing Veins, I am completely hopeless now that the Sealing Spirit Stage monster has appeared.”

The blood-eyed, white-scaled poisonous snake raised its slender, whip-like tail and lashed it loudly on the circular platform several times. Its blood-red, gem-like eyes swept around intimidatingly.

The cold and mechanismless sheen shocked all the students, who subconsciously took a half step back.

The intimidation of the spiritual pet in the Sealing Spirit Stage was astonishing. Fortunately, no one tried to challenge on the stage again. Qi Wu Yue found a soft chair and sat on it, leaning his head to the side and squinting his eyes.

The stadium was not open-air and there were many spectators, so the temperature was higher than outside. Once the temperature was just right, the sleepiness that had been dispelled earlier began to reappear.

Qi Wu Yue took out a plate of melon seeds to refresh himself, and watched the battle with his eyelids half drooped.

The students, the stewards who maintained order, and even the elders all had mixed expressions.

I have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen anyone so arrogant.

There are chairs and melon seeds, but when you think about it, the other people's pets have the cultivation level of the Spirit Sealing Stage, then the competition is just like playing.

On the last day of the resource competition, both grades showed no mercy.

The talented students who had cultivated their trump cards finally made their move, including the ten ninth-level students in the fourth grade and the fifteen eighth-level students in the third grade.

The original plan of the fourth-grade director Shan Zhen was disrupted and his expression was a little gloomy. Suddenly, an alien appeared on the challenge stage, and 30% of the resources were handed over to others.

But the three trial platforms cannot be left to the third graders alone. They must at least seize control of two of them. This way, even if the fourth graders are not very good at it, they can still obtain 50% to 60% of the resources in the end.

Taoist Mei Yun here is also arranging the students. If it follows the practice of previous years, 60% of the top students in the fourth grade will be consumed on the challenge stage, and it will basically be an internal competition among them. The strength of the third-year students is not enough.

The attraction of the first three rewards is huge, and the top ten students in the fourth grade will lose most of their combat power as a result.

The emergence of the variable Qi Wu Yue meant that the control of this challenge stage undoubtedly fell into the hands of the third graders.

Although 30% of the resources are almost in the bag, the threat faced by the trial platform is unprecedentedly great.

At the last critical moment, the fourth-year masters will not waste their energy on the insurmountable spirit pets in the Sealing Spirit Stage, but will go all out to fight for the three trial platforms.

After all, control of each trial platform represents a reward.

Even with Lu Changjue there, Taoist Mei Yun was not completely sure that he could keep a trial platform, because the ten top students in the fourth grade were all at the ninth level, which was a whole level higher than the third grade.

Although Lu Changjue is very powerful and can fight against opponents of higher levels, he cannot withstand the opponents who take turns to go on stage.

Taoist Mei Yun ordered the fifteen eighth-level students he kept as backup to fully cooperate with Lu Changjue and Xiao Lin to consume some of the opponent's strength and relieve the pressure on them.

In the last half day, the competition was extremely fierce. It was all about the eighth and ninth level fighting. Those with too low cultivation were basically knocked down in one move.

Xiao Lin’s first opponent was a ninth-level cultivator, who was also a sword cultivator and ranked eighth among the one thousand students in the fourth grade.

"Yang Qun comes from a family of sword cultivators. I heard that he even defeated the top 300 students in the fifth grade in the arena." Someone said in a low voice.

"What's that?" The other person pointed somewhere and said with a proud look on his face, "Those few are all ninth-level cultivators. Even if they are promoted to fifth-level immediately, their strength is still outstanding. Yang Qun can only rank eighth among them."

"I know this. These ten people have already had the ability to be promoted to the fifth grade. The reason they stayed in the fourth grade is for the ten precious rewards of the resource competition."

"Among the ten rewards, even the worst one is a yellow-level magic weapon. Who wouldn't be tempted?"

"It's a pity that the Soul Cleansing Fruit, Marrow Cleansing Grass, and Enlightenment Stone, the three most valuable rewards, will all go to whoever wins control of the challenge stage."

"You want to go up and try it?"

"Why would I go up there? Lin Ye, who was in the 10th grade, was unwilling to give up. He only made two moves before he was knocked down by the white snake."

"Look, he's still lying on the stretcher in such a miserable state."

"Is he out of his mind? How could he hold back at this critical moment? If we cripple one of them, we can weaken our combat power and relieve some of the pressure on the third graders. He still dares to go up and ask for a fight?"

"It's his own fault. Didn't you see that the mechanic didn't move? He was very confident."

A first-year student who came to observe the battle chief's experience asked curiously, "Two seniors, who is the mechanic you are talking about? How strong is he?"