I'm his wife, how come I don't know?

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn and dignified. The elder's eyes were as sharp as torches, slowly sweeping over everyone present.

"The remaining five disciples come forward to draw lots."

Lu Shuyan, Si Ling, Jiang Chu, Qian Caishen and Li Xiu stood in the center of the hall. Their figures were particularly eye-catching in the center of the hall.

Jiang Chu, this name caused a whisper among the crowd, and his presence seemed to always be accompanied by strange looks.

However, he didn't seem to care about it, and there was a kind of peace in his eyes.

Jiang Chu didn't mind these looks.

Following the elder's order, five people waved their arms at the same time, and five light spots condensed in the air and turned into five small balls shining with light.

Each small ball carries their number and floats quietly in front of them.

No. 1 and No. 5, Jiang Chu and the God of Wealth.

No. 2 and No. 3, Si Ling and Lu Shuyan.

No. 4 has a bye, Li Xiu.

Lu Shuyan looked at his own number, then at Si Ling, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. His luck was so bad.

Jiang Chu looked at his number, then glanced at the God of Wealth who was smiling with his eyes narrowed, and nodded politely.

The God of Money still looked at him with a smile.

Li Xiu's expression remained indifferent throughout, but his eyes would occasionally look at Jiang Chu with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

In the past, Jiang Chu painted his face into a ghostly look, but now he has porcelain-white skin and bright eyes.

When the beam of light hit him, it was so dazzling.

Jiang Chu also felt the burning gaze from the side and looked sideways.

His gaze met Li Xiu's.

The smile in Jiang Chu's eyes suddenly stopped. He avoided the burning gaze and turned his head away.

I secretly reminded myself: Stay away from the male protagonist, saving your life is the most important thing.

Jiang Chu looked at the ball towards his senior brother who was in charge of registration. After senior brother Lu Shuyan recorded it, Jiang Chu put the ball back.

Before leaving, he looked towards Si Ling.

This sight startled him and he met Si Ling's cold eyes.

He...won't keep looking at him.

He touched his nose, not knowing where the feeling of guilt came from.

He smiled at Si Ling.

Si Ling's eyes deepened slightly, he put down his number and returned to his seat.

Jiang Chu's eyes unconsciously followed Si Ling's lavender back until he sat down.

Li Xiu's eyes seemed to become even deeper at this moment. He silently returned to his seat, waiting for the upcoming competition.

"In the first round, the disciple holding number 1 will go on stage to compete."

Jiang Chu jumped onto the stage briskly, followed closely by the God of Wealth Qian.

Jiang Chu looked at Qian Caishen who had injured Wu Chen with a mixed expression.

He also wanted to win the game and feel proud, but he did not have the strength to do so, and his puppets only had passive skills so far.

It seems that active attacks have never occurred.

"Begin." The elder shouted and floated off the stage.

Jiang Chu looked at the God of Wealth and offered up his own sapling. Under the control of spiritual power and puppet strings, the sapling gradually grew into a towering tree.

He was enveloped in golden and light green light.

The whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of sacred light.

The God of Wealth has already revealed his strength and has no intention of hiding it.

The spiritual power in his hands continued to increase, and the God of Money looked as calm and composed as he was in the previous game.

"Boom——"

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard in the sky, and black clouds began to condense, forming four huge black pillars, which, like the previous game, brought a strong oppressive force.

Even under the protection of the hall, everyone was still a little frightened.

Jiang Chu looked at the thick clouds rolling in the sky and gently patted the sapling: "Can you stop it?"

"Buzz—" the sapling began to tremble.

This time Jiang Chu understood that the sapling's trembling was not due to fear.

Maybe...excitement?

Jiang Chu gently stroked the sapling and said, "Go ahead, I'll take care of all the consequences."

The sapling seemed to understand and began to swell violently.

This time, the sapling suddenly grew dozens of meters, standing out on the stage of Longyin Immortal Mansion.

The outer sect disciples could see from afar the towering tree shining with golden and green light, like a magic needle stabilizing the sea, fixed on the Star Peak of the Longyin Immortal Mansion.

The outer disciples looked sideways repeatedly: "Oh my God! What is this?"

"Puppet? Is it a disciple of Xingchen Peak?"

"There are many people in Xingchen Peak who use trees as puppets. Who is it?"

"Are you stupid? That's the competition for the disciples. It's Senior Brother Jiang, right?"

"Jiang... Jiang Chu? Is this... so powerful?"

"As expected, we outer disciples can't just listen to rumors all the time. Our master is not a fool. How could he really accept a piece of trash as his personal disciple..."

“That’s amazing…”

On the field, Qian Caishen still had a smile on his face. He said with a grin, "Junior Brother Jiang, I can't control the strength of this move. You'd better admit defeat as soon as possible."

Jiang Chu looked at the sapling that had grown several times taller and smiled faintly: "Brother Qian, go ahead, I want to see how much my tree can bear."

The God of Wealth nodded, and without holding back, he sent four pillars of thick black clouds with tremendous pressure to suppress Jiang Chu's towering tree.

Jiang Chu clenched his fists nervously, but the sapling seemed to condense more golden light, which rushed towards him, forming another layer of protection within the outer treasure circle.

Jiang Chu felt something in his heart and touched the trunk of the tree with some emotion.

"Thank you..." Jiang Chu said softly to his puppet.

"Buzz--" The puppet tree became more excited, the whole tree was shaking, and the friction between leaves and branches made a rustling sound.

The people in the audience didn't understand what was going on and started to snicker.

"Even his puppets are trembling with fear, yet he's still trying to show off. This Jiang Chu is getting more and more annoying the more I watch him."

"That's right, I'm really impressed. Why are you pretending? I heard that when they repair puppets, they are closely related to their own lives. If they hurt the puppets, they will also be hurt."

"That's better. Let him pretend. He will be in trouble later."

These disciples all came from prosperous times and had not experienced the great war between immortals and demons, so they only knew about some of the things of their ancestors from books.

Some elders and sect leaders who had experienced the great war between immortals and demons could not help but look at the puppet tree that was emitting golden and light green light.

Thinking of those figures who had resisted and fallen for them, his eyes gradually turned red.

Master Xinglan looked at Jiang Chu on the field with burning eyes. His vision was blurred, and it seemed as if he saw the appearance of an old friend when he was young in Jiang Chu's crimson figure.

He sat on a high seat, walked through the crowd, through time, and looked at his old friends.

His slender hands gripped the handrail on one side, gradually tightening.

The Dragon Roar Immortal Palace, the Moon-Zhai Peak.

Sect leader Yin Yue stood on the top of the mountain, gazing at the tree puppet on Xingchen Peak from afar, and a tear fell quietly.

"Jiang Liunian, your child has grown up too."