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Vast Academy.
Feng Wanqing quickly learned about this news and was so jealous that her face almost twisted with anger.
“Damn it! How can she have such good luck!”
She finally understood where Han Yue’s two eighth-grade pills came from. It turned out that she had obtained the token of the Tianqi Pill Sect!
No wonder that woman and her son were surrounded by treasures. These four sects, in their prime, were all powerful entities with rich legacies!
Feng Wanqing had always believed that her luck was excellent. She was adopted by the Shengyuan Empress at birth and lived a luxurious life as a princess for several years.
Later, although she lived under someone else’s roof, she was never lacking in respect. Just when she was worried about not being able to enter Vast Academy, her biological parents found her and said they had a way to make her a peerless woman with supreme talent, allowing her cultivation to reach new heights.
In the past five years, she had almost always gotten what she wanted, as if she was a true chosen one favored by the heavens!
But in just a few short days, ever since this woman named Han Yue appeared, her luck had suddenly turned for the worse. Wherever Han Yue was, she felt suppressed!
She even suspected that this woman was her natural nemesis!
Upon hearing the news that Han Yue possessed the tokens of the four great sects, this feeling became even stronger.
“You can’t compare to me! In this sect competition, I will make you die under my feet! Everything of yours will belong to me, and you will only be a stepping stone for me!” A venomous look flashed in her eyes as she said this fiercely in her heart.
Suddenly, she thought of an idea. Didn’t Han Yue say she didn’t dare to bring out her divine beast? During the sect competition, she would make Han Yue become food for her divine beast, the Lunar Ghost!
Thinking of this, Feng Wanqing grinned fiercely and decided to take out all the crystal cores she had been treasuring to enhance the strength of her divine beast, the Lunar Ghost.
In the blink of an eye, it was the afternoon of the second day.
All the disciples participating in the sect competition from various sects had gathered at the large square outside Vast Academy, with a bustling crowd.
This was the largest open space in Jiaoyang City, and Vast Academy would provide the competition venue. Once the competition started, everyone could enter to watch the matches.
This afternoon was mainly for drawing lots to allocate the competition venues.
Since there were over three hundred sects in the Northern Abyss, the matches had to be held in different venues to avoid overcrowding.
Feng Siyue, disliking the hot sun, the crowd, and the stench, waited until everyone had drawn their lots before she leisurely took her two treasures by the hand and walked up.
“Why are you so late, Miss Han Yue? I thought you weren’t coming!”
As soon as she arrived at the square, Steward Xu’s spiritual sense locked onto her, and he quickly teleported over, somewhat anxiously saying.
“Why is Steward Xu all sweaty? Is my presence that important to you?” Feng Siyue looked at him with a faint gaze and asked softly.
Steward Xu smiled awkwardly and said, “Of course, you are a remarkable person who has inherited the famous four sects. Everyone is waiting to see your strength. How can you not come?”
In reality, only by Feng Siyue participating in the competition could the plan to seize her four sects’s inheretance be executed. The higher-ups of the Cultivator Alliance were now giving her a lot of attention.
The lost inheretance had to be obtained to further strengthen the Cultivator Alliance’s power.
“Go and draw your lot quickly. Everyone is waiting for you,” Steward Xu said with a warm smile, like a caring elder to a younger generation.
Feng Siyue’s lips curled into a mocking smile. These people had their intentions written all over their faces!
The sect competition was divided into four venues: east, west, south, and north.
The first draw was by sect name, and later, as more people were eliminated, individual draws would be made.
Now that all the sects had drawn their lots, the situation was basically set.
The major sects of the Northern Abyss had each drawn different venues, promising exciting matches.
In everyone’s eyes, no matter which venue Feng Siyue drew, her fate would ultimately be death.
What skills could a young woman like her possess?
Moreover, she had to draw lots for four sects. If her luck was bad, she might end up in all four venues.
To everyone’s surprise, her luck seemed truly terrible.
When she drew for the Tianmen Sword Sect, she got the east venue, where the largest force was Vast Academy!
Then, drawing for the Tianqi Pill Sect, she got the south venue, which coincidentally faced the largest pill sect in the Northern Abyss—the Five Poisons Sect!
Drawing for the Chiyang Divine Sect, she got the west venue, where she would face the Seven Treasures Pavilion, a major refining sect.
Finally, drawing for the Guidao Secret Sect, she got the north venue, where the largest force was Chanxu Temple, the nemesis of the Guidao Secret Sect!
Everyone thought she had a big character written on her head—misery!
They had never seen anyone more unlucky. What a miserable situation!
It was likely that she wouldn’t even make it through the first round and would be ruthlessly eliminated.
However, Feng Siyue was completely prepared for this.
If she weren’t targeted, it would be as if the sun rose from the west.
“Mother, this is great! In the first round, you’ll face the most powerful sects in the Northern Abyss. The competition will end early!”
Little Tangguo said excitedly. If he could participate in the competition, he was sure he could defeat these people easily.
At that moment, the crowd thought that although the child was very cute, he might be a bit simple-minded. What was there to be happy about?
Was being eliminated early something to be glad about?
However, they didn’t realize that Little Tangguo meant ending the entire competition early, not that his mother would be eliminated early.
“Xuan Shang, the Cultivator Alliance really has no shame. They are so targeting a weak woman. Don’t you think you should do something?”
In the medical hall, Lu Chen stood by the window, looking indignant.
“Do you also think she is a weak woman?”
Di Xuan Shang looked at Feng Siyue and her two children in the crowd and asked in return.
Lu Chen was taken aback. “Xuan Shang, I didn’t mean to say anything bad about her. It’s just that she does look like she’s not in the best health, and she’s so young. It’ll be easy for her to be at a disadvantage in the competition!”
Di Xuan Shang’s brow furrowed slightly under his mask.
Indeed, her health was not good. She had suffered severe blood loss when giving birth to Little Tangguo and Little Mifan, leaving her with a difficult-to-cure ailment.
Others also thought the same as Lu Chen, believing she was an easy target.
But only Di Xuan Shang knew that she was far from an easy target. She was a delicate flower with thorns.
He said calmly, “Someone recognized by four once-great sects is not as simple as you think. I believe she will be the dark horse of this sect competition and will shock the entire Northern Abyss.”
Lu Chen’s eyes widened. “Xuan Shang, do you really think so highly of her?”
Or is it just that beauty is in the eye of the beholder?
Di Xuan Shang smiled slightly. “Isn’t it interesting? I hope she enjoys herself.”
Lu Chen was almost stunned. He almost suspected that Xuan Shang had been possessed, as there was a hint of amusement in his tone. He hadn’t seen Xuan Shang smile in many years.
Could this woman named Han Yue really have such magic?