Chapter 163

Chapter 163: Her Master Is Master Qing Yan
Xiu Luo’s eyes were round as she said: “Her cultivation level is even lower than mine. Why does she have the right to join the grand competition!”

Yu Zhao said calmly: “Her master is Master Qing Yan.”

Xiu Luo said: “She is weak and often sick. She stays inside all year round. She will drag the team down.”

Yu Zhao said again: “Her master is Master Qing Yan.”

Xiu Luo started: “She… All right, you do not have to say it. I know her master is Master Qing Yan.”

Xiu Luo lowered her head, feeling a powerless kind of frustration.

Losing to Yu Zhao was because her skills were not as good. She accepted that.

But losing to Ye Cong Xin was something she could not accept.

Compared with her, Ye Cong Xin only had the title of Master Qing Yan’s disciple. Other than that, she did not think there was any area where she was worse than Ye Cong Xin.

The Cultivation World Grand Tournament was tied to the sect’s honor. Yet Master Qing Yan and his disciples were willing to risk losing the competition just to take the weak Ye Cong Xin with them. Xiu Luo felt extremely disappointed.

In that moment, her admiration for Master Qing Yan dropped by a lot.

Yu Zhao said: “I warned you before.”

Xiu Luo was stunned and asked: “What?”

She quickly searched through her memories and finally recalled that Yu Zhao had once told her to acknowledge some other Peak Master as her teacher and not be so fixated on Master Qing Yan.

She remembered that she had been pretty angry back then.

Her small face turned red, and she could not get a word out.

Yu Zhao invited her: “Are you free tomorrow? You can come and cheer for me.”

Xiu Luo froze for a moment, then nodded quickly and said: “Yes, I will come!”

Yu Zhao smiled at her, then turned and walked up the mountain.

Xiu Luo watched her back and silently clenched her fists.

[Yu Zhao, you have to defeat them!]

The next day.

The sky was clear and the air fresh.

The usually quiet and solemn Five Elements Dao Sect was lively for once.

Sect Master Ji Yuan sat on the high platform, looking down at the spirited disciples gathered on the Training Grounds. As an elder, he was gratified and wore a broad smile.

Master Qing Yan sat to his right. Dressed in spotless white robes, his cold, sharp features did not match the lively atmosphere around him.

Longhua Peak’s Peak Master, Master Guan Yun, suddenly asked: “Sect Master, how many teams are taking part in the sect’s selection this time?”

Sect Master Ji Yuan laughed and said: “Two more than last time. There are eight teams in total.”

Any disciple bold enough to form a team and join the internal selection was confident and unafraid of hardship. Once they grew, they would surely become pillars of the Five Elements Dao Sect, just like the Peak Masters and elders present.

So the more disciples joined the selection, the more it showed that the Five Elements Dao Sect was rich in talent and thriving.

When Master Guan Yun and the others heard this, they also felt gratified.

One elder joked as he said: “I heard that Master Guan Yun’s disciple, Lv Li, is teaming up with Martial Niece Zhou this time. It seems that one of the two teams that will represent the sect in the grand competition can already be decided in advance.”

Master Guan Yun and Sect Master Ji Yuan exchanged a glance and both shook their heads modestly, saying that the results were not out yet and they could not jump to conclusions.

But they could not hide the way the corners of their mouths kept curling up.

Many of the other Peak Masters and elders felt a little sour when they saw this.

All the disciples taking part in the sect selection today were their personal disciples, and they also had high hopes for them.

But they knew very well that if their disciples ended up facing the team with Zhou Jin Yue and Lv Li, the chance of winning would not be high.

Not to mention, among the eight teams there was also one from Lone Moon Peak.

The Peak Masters and elders had already guessed what the outcome would be.

Martial Practice Field.

Yu Zhao successfully met up with Zhou Jin Yue and the other three.

Zhou Jin Yue said: “Junior Sister Yu, let me introduce you. This is Senior Sister Lu, Lv Li, and this is Senior Brother Pu, Pu Xing He.”

Lv Li and Pu Xing He had entered the sect earlier than Yu Zhao. Even though the three of them had similar cultivation levels, she still needed to call them Senior Sister and Senior Brother.

Yu Zhao greeted them one by one and said: “Senior Sister Lu.”

Then she said: “Senior Brother Pu.”

Lv Li smiled gently, returned the greeting, and said: “Junior Sister Yu.”

Compared with Lv Li, Pu Xing He’s attitude was much colder. He only gave a brief nod with no expression as a reply.

Zhou Jin Yue’s brows drew together for a moment.

Maybe because she thought the occasion was not right, she did not say anything and planned to talk to Pu Xing He in private later.

The teams taking part in the selection were all standing in their own section.

Next to Yu Zhao’s team were the people from Lone Moon Peak.

So she saw Ye Cong Xin at a glance, standing among Fang Cheng Lang and the others.

It seemed that Ye Cong Xin had dressed up specially for the selection today. Her usually loose, soft hair was tied into a neat ponytail, which reduced some of her weak air and made her look rather striking.

She said in a delicate tone: “Third Senior Brother, when the Selection Trials start later, you have to protect me.”

Just as Yu Zhao was wondering if Ye Cong Xin had changed her nature, that fake, affected line floated into her ears.

She gave a soft sneer.

[Mountains and rivers can change, but a person’s nature is hard to change.]

While Yu Zhao was observing Ye Cong Xin, the people from Lone Moon Peak were also secretly watching her.

Quan Ye kept frowning and then putting on a cold face, his fists clenching and loosening over and over.

Yesterday, Lan Zi Yu and Su Ming had lectured him for an hour.

But he still refused to believe that the Yu Zhao in front of him was the sixth junior sister who used to cry and make a fuss all the time.

He secretly swore that later, during the Selection Trials, he would definitely expose the true face of this fake Yu Zhao.

Elder Sun from the Hall of Merits glanced at the sky and spoke softly as he said: “Sect Master, the time has come. The disciples have almost all arrived.”

Sect Master Ji Yuan said: “Announce the start of the Selection Trials.”

Elder Sun replied: “Yes.”

Elder Sun stepped forward and swept a sharp gaze over the Martial Practice Field. At once, the whole place fell silent.

He said: “The once-in-a-century Cultivation World Grand Tournament is about to begin. We have called the disciples here today to choose the two teams that will represent the Five Elements Dao Sect. This year, there are eight teams taking part in the Selection Trials. They are numbered from Team One to Team Eight…”

Elder Sun did not beat around the bush and directly announced the rules of the Selection Trials.

At first, Yu Zhao listened very carefully, but later, surprise showed in her eyes.

The process of the Selection Trials was even simpler than she had imagined. All eight teams would enter the field at the same time and fight in a free-for-all. The order in which they were eliminated would decide which two teams won.

That way, she could make the people from Lone Moon Peak get knocked out early.

If Ye Cong Xin could not join the grand competition, she would not get the chance to meet the Heaven’s Chosen from the other sects and gain fortune from them.

When Yu Zhao thought of this possibility, her heart could not help but beat faster and her fighting spirit surged.

Yu Zhao sent a voice transmission to Zhou Jin Yue and said: “Senior Sister Zhou.”

Zhou Jin Yue looked at her, her eyes full of sharp eagerness.

The two of them turned to look at the team next to them and showed matching, not-at-all-kind smiles.

Fang Cheng Lang and Lan Zi Yu felt their hearts sink when they heard the mission rules.

The rules of this selection were extremely bad for them.

Among all the contestants, who were Golden Core level disciples, Ye Cong Xin was without a doubt the best weak point to attack.

Besides, both of them had experienced Yu Zhao’s illusion art before.

If Yu Zhao and Zhou Jin Yue joined forces to deal with them, their team could very well be the first to get knocked out.

Clearly, many other disciples were thinking the same thing as Fang Cheng Lang.

Someone whispered: “If it is a free-for-all, will Junior Sister Ye not be in danger?”

Another disciple said: “No way. There should not be anyone who would bully the weak like that, right?”

A third disciple snorted and said: “Please, this is a selection, not a friendly sparring match. Who cares about bullying the weak? If you are afraid of losing, then you should not have come to take part in the first place!”