Feng Yan watched the little girl smiling happily, and a smile appeared on his face as well. "Don’t just stand here watching, let’s go. Uncle Master will take you out to play."
Qi Wen shook her head, but she didn’t dare to play with him.
"My mother told to watch carefully here and accumulate experience. Thank you, Uncle Master."
"I’ll take you to find your mother and talk to her. Don’t worry, this ti Uncle Master is just here in the sect."
Qi Wen still shook her head, unwilling to be with soone so famous. She didn’t like being noticed by strangers.
"Uncle Master, please go ahead, I won’t see you off."
Feng Yan smiled on the surface, but felt quite annoyed inside. This girl is just too unlikable. Since that’s the case, I must take her, am I really that scary?
Feng Yan left. Qi Wen frowned, why is everyone paying attention to her? It’s like they’ve had too much to eat.
Feng Yan wandered to the arena for the Foundation Establishnt Realm and easily found Su Yuanyuan watching the competition.
He fanned himself and approached. "Junior Sister Su."
Su Yuanyuan knew of Feng Yan, "Hello, Senior Brother, is there sothing you need?"
"Junior Sister Su, I just went to find Nephew Tan."
Su Yuanyuan listened to Feng Yan’s intentions and thought this person was okay, so she entertained him for a few sentences.
"Senior Brother, is there sothing you need?"
"Junior Sister Su, I want to take Nephew around the sect."
"Thank you for your kind offer, Senior Brother. But I disagree. Firstly, there should be distinctions between n and won, with fewer external temptations, my daughter can focus and cultivate peacefully."
Feng Yan had been refused twice in such a short ti and felt quite embarrassed.
"Then I apologize for disturbing you, Junior Sister."
After Feng Yan left, Su Yuanyuan received the attention of many people.
"Junior Sister Su, are you familiar with him?"
"Senior Sister Liu, I don’t know this fellow Daoist."
"You don’t know him?" Liu Yan Yue was surprised.
"Indeed."
"He is the grandson of the Peak Master of Spirit Seven Peak."
Su Yuanyuan looked at Liu Yan Yue, confused.
"Forget it, forget it, if you don’t know, you don’t know. He’s just the one who runs the betting stall under the arena."
Su Yuanyuan nodded at this point, just a third-generation cultivator.
Feng Yan was rejected. He felt quite uncomfortable inside; he had never been refused before.
At night, the family returned to Huai Sheng Peak. Although they didn’t have a competition the next day, they still went to watch it.
Two days later, it was their family’s turn to compete, though it could be said they took place at the sa ti.
Tan Shaoting’s opponent this ti was a Sword Cultivator. The two fought for nearly three hours on the arena, and finally, Tan Shaoting narrowly won.
His current ranking is within the twenty-sixth place. The referee announced the rules for the next match, which would be a round-robin battle.
Tan Shaoting was numbered ten this ti and would compete in five days.
The sect also gave them ti to rest.
Su Yuanyuan won without any suspense. She eliminated a late-stage Foundation Establishnt disciple from Array Peak. She also entered the finals; the Foundation Establishnt Stage also arranged a round-robin.
She drew the number three, which is really quite early, and the finals would start in three days.
Qi Wen even more had no suspense. There would still be a one-on-one duel in the Qi Refinent Realm, with a competition tomorrow.
"Mom and Dad, you needn’t co tomorrow, there’s really no suspense. You should rest."
The two nodded; in the space, it’s more comfortable to cultivate here.
Su Yuanyuan talked about the matter with Feng Yan. Tan Shaoting frowned. Was he eyeing his daughter? That absolutely wouldn’t do. He still needed to work hard.
At night, when Qi Wen returned, she knew she had advanced. She drew the number sixty-three, and this ti she had a bye.
Two days later, the family appeared before the arena. The subsequent matches would not be as loose; it was a round-robin.
According to the number, competitors needed to win five consecutive matches to advance; those who lost would have another opportunity to break through.
Su Yuanyuan, although ranked forward, was scheduled to compete in the evening already.
She advanced smoothly. Now she was the dark horse.
Tan Shaoting’s match was to determine the top twenty, but the twenty-six of them already had the qualification for the placent matches.
He didn’t advance but had four consecutive victories. It could be said being ranked within the top fifteen was no problem.
He still had several matches to go, and the family didn’t have ti to see each other’s matches anymore.
Tan Shaoting was quick here, and he finally ranked eleventh. Although he missed the reward, he had the qualification for the tournant.
He hurried to his wife’s arena.
Now they were already fighting for the top twenty. In the current ranking, Su Yuanyuan and Sword Peak’s Song Baojun were tied for first. Both had no defeats.
"You should go check on Qi Wen, it should be no problem; I still have a few hours here."
"Alright, you rest first, and I’ll go check."
Su Yuanyuan didn’t comfort Tan Shaoting; reaching the eleventh place was already very good. After all, the top ten were all late-stage Golden Core cultivators, plus three Golden Core Great Perfection cultivators.
Qi Wen was also ranked first. Although five were tied for first, without any suspense, they could participate in the placent matches.
Qi Wen was very happy to know her father also had the qualification for the placent matches; this ti, the family of five could have a reunion, just missing two of the smaller ones.
Tan Shaoting ntioned to his daughter and still went to accompany his wife.
Su Yuanyuan was on the arena again two hours later. However, she still hadn’t encountered Song Baojun.
This was really interesting; this Song Baojun was truly quite capable. And no one knew he was the grandson of the Peak Master of Spirit Talisman Peak.
He seed to be a rather low-key person and indeed capable.
Su Yuanyuan won this match again. The next match would be against Song Baojun. He also won flawlessly.
Next, the two could rest; finally, six cultivators would remain to participate in the final championship match.
The fourth, fifth, and sixth places were already decided. Su Yuanyuan, Song Baojun, and Spirit Five Peak’s Chen Xiaoping, who was also a late-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
The top three matches were arranged together, the arena below was crowded; there were Golden Core Stage cultivators and many Qi Refinent Stage ones.
Su Yuanyuan drew number one. She was the first to enter the stage.
This ti her opponent was Chen Xiaoping, who had once lost to Su Yuanyuan.
"Junior Sister Su, please be gentle."
"Senior Brother Chen, please."
It was no surprise that Su Yuanyuan won. So Chen Xiaoping was in third place.
And so Su Yuanyuan was given half an hour to rest before she and Song Baojun competed for first place.
The cultivators below were betting; the strength of the two was about the sa, but after all, Su Yuanyuan had already competed with Chen Xiaoping, and for quite so ti. In terms of Spiritual Power reserve, of course, she had less than Song Baojun.
"Nephew Tan, why didn’t you set up a bet?" Qi Wen asked Feng Yan next to her.
"Nephew, you look smart, why ask such a foolish question? This occasion, could I set up a bet? Wouldn’t I be caught?"
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