The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

"Peak Master, why don't we just forget it?" Qi Run pulled the corner of her clothes and said, "The written test doesn't actually account for a very high score. I just want to win first place in the competition."

How could Mo Xiaolan not know this kid's background? He was rather fat and not very suitable for martial arts training.

The best way for him to stay in Qingyuanmen is to get the first place in the written test. He has always been smart, so getting the first place in the written test is a foregone conclusion. But now he has lost such a big bonus point.

Besides, the martial arts examination is still an unknown factor. If he hadn't come to save her, he wouldn't have been late. If the child could not enter Qingyuan Gate because of her, how could she feel at ease?

Ding--

time up.

The voice of another invigilator came from the examination venue. After the exam, Duan Shuangying smiled slightly, but immediately concealed it well: "Master Mo Feng, the exam time is up now. Even if I let him go for your sake, he won't be able to take the exam. But this disciple, you should go back and prepare for the competition. Let's see if you can get the first place with your body shape."

Qi Run lowered his head.

Looking at Duan Shuangying's pretentious look, she felt so angry that she couldn't help but feel angry. She wanted to slap him in the face and use brute force to teach him how to speak nicely if he didn't want to maintain his cool and aloof personality.

But then again, there are many ways to play a prank on someone, aren't there?

That night, Duan Shuangying dragged her tired body back to the room and just sat down and poured herself a cup of hot tea.

There was a real steam coming out of Bai Xue's teacup, which echoed the hot weather. This cup of hot tea really made her have no desire to drink it, so she wanted to go to the ice storage to find some ice cubes to cool it down.

Normally, disciples cannot touch ice cubes at will, but since Merovingan ascended the throne, she has become one of the disciples in charge of the ice storage. To be honest, in this hot weather, being able to use ice cubes as one pleases is something that many disciples dream of.

It would have been fine if she didn't stand up, but as soon as she stood up, big problems arose. She knew who had smeared a thick layer of transparent gum on her stool, and now her skirt was inseparable from the stool, and she could neither stand nor sit.

In desperation, she could only think about cutting off the skirt, but before her hand touched the scissors, the scissors flew up and rushed straight to the door. The next second, Mo Xiaolan pushed the door open.

"Peak Master Mo?" Duan Shuangying suddenly realized and shouted, "It seems that you put glue on my stool. I didn't expect that what you, a peak master, did was so shameless."

"The Peak Master is also a human being." Mo Xiaolan walked in, playing with the scissors in her hand: "He can get angry and want revenge."

She directly thrust the sharp end of the scissors downwards into the table. Duan Shuangying was stunned for a moment, fearing that the sharp scissors would pierce into her flesh in the next second.

"You're worried that I won't hurt you." Mo Xiaolan pressed her shoulder: "I just want to remind you." Her hand gently touched Duan Shuangying's face, scaring her so much that her whole body trembled.

"Duan Shuangying, you'd better not act like a demon in front of me again, and don't expect your head brother to protect you. If you don't offend me, I won't offend you. If you offend me, I will have my own way to deal with you."

Mo Xiaolan's words were as cold as ice in the frost, piercing directly into Duan Shuangying's bones, not allowing her to refute at all. She had to follow his rhythm and nodded quickly: "Disciple knows his fault, please spare my life, Peak Master."

Mo Xiaolan left with satisfaction. As soon as she left, Duan Shuangying couldn't stop crying.

-

The last competition was still held in the Qingyuan Hall. Mo Luofan sat high up on the throne of the head of the sect. He moved to the right side towards Mo Xiaolan from time to time, but she didn't notice it at all.

Most of the competition was over, Qi Run was holding the sword in his hand, feeling extremely panicked. Nian Tao already knew that he had missed the exam yesterday, and was very angry. She said bluntly that if he could not stay in Qingyuan Sect, then their marriage would be annulled. She could not possibly marry a man who could not even reach the level of cultivating immortals.

This undoubtedly put a lot of pressure on him invisibly.

Qirun——

It was his turn. Qi Run raised his head and walked stiffly towards the arena. When he walked onto the arena, the disciples below began to gossip.

"Oh my god, is he that fat?"

"Which group does he belong to? Who recruited him?"

"I doubt whether he can fly."

"Probably not."

"Isn't that Qi Run who is very close to you?" A female disciple nudged Nian Tao beside her with her elbow.

Nian Tao, who was not far away, immediately retorted after hearing this: "I don't know him well. We are just from the same hometown. We can't even talk to each other."

The disciples thought they spoke very quietly, but Qi Run on the stage heard every word. Ever since the last time the peak master told him to lose weight, he has been working hard every day, but this is not a quick fix that can be achieved in a few days. Although he has lost a lot of weight now, he is still fat in their eyes.

"What are you talking about there?"

Qi Run was startled and turned around to see that it was Xianke. Xianke was standing in front of the group of people. She was not tall to begin with, and looked particularly small among the adult disciples. In order to look more imposing, she specially moved a small wooden block to stand on it, so that she was almost as tall as the female disciples.

Although Xianke had her back to him, Qi Run could still hear the anger in her tone.

"Senior Brother Qi Run is a very good person, unlike you hypocrites who always speak ill of others behind their backs."

"We are all telling the truth. Sword fighting requires a light body to be successful. Look at that person on the stage. He can be twice as good as me."

"Who said that? Although Senior Brother Qi Run is a little stronger, he is a very good person with a kind heart."

"Kindness is food. If one can stay in Qingyuan Sect just by having a kind heart, then there wouldn't be so few people in Qingyuan Sect."

While the immortal guest was still arguing with those disciples, Qi Run turned his head silently. As long as there was someone who believed that he could do it, he would go all out, just to not let that person down.

"Are you ready?" asked the invigilator.

He nodded: "I'm ready."

"Qingyuan Sword Manual Second Form, Eighth Form, First Form, Seventh Form, Fifth Form."

After listening to the test content, Qi Run closed his eyes and imagined that he was not on the arena, but practicing sword in the bamboo forest in the back mountain. The surroundings were very quiet and even the sound of the wind could be heard. He was alone there and had to concentrate. All he had to do was to practice sword skills according to the sword manual that was filtered out over and over again in his mind.

The competition is over——

There was warm applause from the audience. Before he even opened his eyes, he could hear bursts of exclamations from the disciples who had been laughing at him.

"I didn't expect this fat guy to be so light-footed."

"Oh my god, I'm slapped in the face."

The competition was over and the results would be announced three days later, but Qi Run couldn't wait any longer. He didn't take the written test and didn't know if he could get into Qingyuan Peak just by relying on the points from the competition. After the test, he was worried and listless the whole day.

"If you want to know the answer, why don't you go and take a look?" Mo Xiaolan had appeared behind him without him noticing. Qi Run was so scared that he took a few steps back before he could stand firm: "Meet the Peak Master."

"Brother Qi Run!" The fairy guest ran out of Mo Xiaolan's arms, transformed into a human form, and threw himself into his arms: "The fairy master said that she can take you to watch the results of the game. This is to repay you for saving her life last time. Let's go and see it!"

"Really?" Qi Run looked at her in disbelief, and Mo Xiaolan nodded.

"Great, thank you, Master!"

The test results are usually kept in the library and not officially announced until the third day.

Mo Xiaolan handed him a white scroll with three big characters "Qingyuan Peak" written on it. Qi Run took a deep breath, took the scroll and opened it. He saw that there were only twenty disciples in the Qingyuan Sect this time, and Qi Run happened to be the last one.

"Wow, Senior Brother Qi Run, you've been accepted." The immortal turned into a rabbit and lay on his shoulder, laughing.

Qi Run nodded and continued to look for Nian Tao's name on the scroll. She was so outstanding that she would definitely be in the top three. Now that they both stayed in Qingyuan Peak, they would definitely have many opportunities to meet each other in the future.

no……

Nian Tao has no name and she did not enter Qingyuan Gate.

It's okay, Qi Run comforted himself, isn't it just that he didn't enter Qingyuan Gate? Even if they were separated, he could still go to see her every day. In this way, the two of them would still see each other every day.

"Peak Master, can you help me find the names of the other two peaks? I want to know where Nian Tao is."

"Isn't she in there? Qingling and Qingxuan are both under my management. I've already seen the names of the shortlisted disciples, and she is not on the list." Mo Xiaolan was a little surprised. According to the original story, she entered Qingyuan Gate with Qi Run, and then a long time later, on the day before Mo Luofan selected his disciples, because she and Qi Run were both candidates, she cruelly killed him. What was going on now?

"No?" Qi Run sat on the ground dejectedly, holding the scroll tightly in his hand: "Nian Tao didn't get into Qingyuan Sect, she will be very sad, what should I do, this has always been her dream, what should I do, what should I do."

"Brother Qi Run..." The immortal guest jumped down from his shoulder, holding the hem of Mo Xiaolan's skirt with his white little hand and said, "Master, what should I do? How about you help Brother Qi Run? It's just a matter of adding one more person. You are the peak master, you can definitely do it."

Mo Xiaolan bent down and held her in her arms, smoothing her hair: "Although I am the peak master, my ability is limited. Qingyuan Sect has only so many disciples, and I have no choice. Qi Run, since you are here, you should make the best of it and let everything go with the will of heaven."

Maybe it can save your life.

Mo Xiaolan lowered her eyes slightly.

"What if someone voluntarily gives up his position?"

"what?"

Qi Run looked up at her and said, "Peak Master, please consider it as a favor I owe you. Can you help me one more time? I am willing to give my position to Nian Tao."

"This is not about whether she passed the entrance exam to Qingyuan Peak. This is about her not even being qualified to enter Qingyuan Gate. If you give up, you can no longer stay in Qingyuan Gate. You are so talented, it's a pity to give up."

"It's okay." Qi Run shook his head: "You can wait until next time to take the exam."

"Next time?" Mo Xiaolan smiled and said, "Qingyuan Sect recruits new disciples every thirty years. By that time, you will be over fifty years old. Do you think you can still pass the exam? In other words, even if you pass, Nian Tao will already be married by then. Will she be interested in an old man like you?"

"I think so." Qi Run was a little unsure: "We made a vow to each other."

"madness!"

"Please grant me your blessing, Peak Master." Qi Run stepped back and kowtowed to her.

"You!" Mo Xiaolan was a little angry, her left hand clenched into a fist. Xianke shrank in her arms, obviously frightened by her anger.

"Forget it." Mo Xiaolan sighed.

It is really hard to persuade a love-struck person.