But what should we do now?
Gu Changsheng voluntarily gave up the qualification to directly advance to the semi-finals. We can’t possibly stop her, right?
However, if we don’t stop her, then won’t our family mbers, those who are just here to try their luck due to inadequate martial arts, all have the possibility of drawing the lot to face Gu Changsheng? Won’t they all be in mortal danger?
Although every Hidden World Clan is vast and prosperous, with so many family mbers that they can’t be counted, the participants in the Nirvana Martial Contest are all ticulously selected!
Compared to Gu Changsheng, although they may be a bit lacking, among ordinary people, they are the best of the best, aren’t they?
It’s not that the disciples of our clans are too incompetent, it’s just that Gu Changsheng is too abnormal!
In the main stand, a group of elders from the Hidden World Clans looked at the Servant Boy holding the bamboo lot tube, exchanging glances, hesitating for a long ti.
"Elders, the ti has co, should we draw the lots?"
The Servant Boy holding the bamboo lot tube asked with a face full of hesitation.
Draw lots?
What drawing are we talking about!
With each draw, there’s a chance for a disciple to face Gu Changsheng, that nace!
"How about leaving her out?" Dugu Jieao thought to himself that his secret agreent with her must have been discarded when Gu Changsheng appeared so strong in the ring yesterday. Thus, Dugu Jieao no longer hesitated. Thinking about the past conflicts between the Dugu Family and Gu Changsheng, and considering that seven disciples from his family were participating in the contest, Dugu Jieao had to think for the sake of his family’s disciples and lowered his voice.
"There are sixty-five participants in the Nirvana Martial Contest, sixty-six if counting the Immortal. Tell , in pairs, what reason do you have to leave her out?" Old Lady Zuoqiu sneered disdainfully at him upon hearing his words and spoke up.
"..." Dugu Jieao was stunned by these words, then spoke with twitching lips, "If it really doesn’t work out, let the ones who qualify for the semi-finals also participate, leaving her out..."
"Hmph!" Old Lady Zuoqiu snorted coldly before Dugu Jieao could finish his sentence, "In the Hidden World Clans, there are six who have passed the three-round test. Although only a few are present, tell , they are all even-numbered—how do you justify having so family mbers with direct semi-final qualifications enter the preliminary rounds while others don’t? Aren’t you afraid that the better ones will instantly defeat your family’s disciples? And how do you guarantee that the Immortal will definitely draw the empty lot? Could it be that you have already tampered with the bamboo slips?"
"I..." Dugu Jieao heard this, and his old face turned dark and fierce, left speechless.
This Old Woman Zuoqiu is truly too difficult!
It’s also my fault for worrying that my family’s disciples would draw the lot to face Gu Changsheng and thus ca up with such a poor plan!
"Then tell us, what should we do now?" Dugu Jieao felt the attention from everyone directed at him, his face burning like fire, hastily changing the topic, "We are elders; we can’t go suggest to her, asking her to hold back in the contest—and who would assign tasks like this? Opening one’s mouth ans admitting defeat!"
Exactly!
Opening one’s mouth ans admitting defeat!
It starts with acknowledging that in the Hidden World Clans, there are disciples inferior to Gu Changsheng!
Asking the self-righteous elders of the Hidden World Clans to lower their status and ask Gu Changsheng this would be no different than begging Gu Changsheng for rcy!
Can you imagine these high-and-mighty elders indirectly telling Gu Changsheng to go easy and spare her opponent’s life? What does that feel like?
That’s simply a great humiliation!
"What’s wrong with admitting defeat? Can’t so odd balls exist in the Hidden World Clans?" Old Lady Zuoqiu spoke sternly upon hearing this, but when she ntioned odd balls, she subtly glanced at Dugu Jieao, the implication clear that he was the odd ball!
Dugu Jieao was so angry with that look from Old Lady Zuoqiu that under his sleeves, his hand was cracking loudly, but thinking of the notoriety of Qianji Zuoqiu, Dugu Jieao could only bear it!
In the mundane world, there is the Mo Family proficient in chanism Technique, but people may not know; the true ancestor of chanism mastery belongs to the Hidden Zuoqiu lineage!
The chanism Technique of Old Lady Zuoqiu is incredibly ingenious, and the War Puppet she crafted even leaves Dugu Jieao unsure of victory; furthermore, Dugu Jieao doesn’t even know how many War Puppets Qianji Zuoqiu possesses!
Though Old Lady Zuoqiu’s personal strength isn’t ultimately powerful; she, like him, is in the Transformative Realm, yet the War Puppets she forges are a headache for everyone present!
"Hmph! A group of cowards! If you all won’t go, I will; I’m going to see for myself what kind of successor that old man Wu Xi has chosen, daring not to give any face!" With a tap of her Dragon Head Cane, Old Lady Zuoqiu stood up from her seat and walked toward the gauze curtain between the main stand and the side stand.
"Elder Sister Zuoqiu, let’s go together! My Zhuge Family cannot bear to lose our disciples!" Zhuge Qian stood up as well upon seeing this.
In the main stand, the seated elders hesitated—should they follow?
Zuoqiu and Zhuge Qian, these two, one excels at chanism Technique, the other at Formation, are both peculiar presences among the Hidden World Clans that give people a headache!
Going to the side stand to find Gu Changsheng is undoubtedly a great humiliation and an extrely disgraceful act!
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However, the ones who went were these two fierce people, and no one really dared to call them cowards, but they were different!
Should we go or not?
But just as the other elders’ faces were filled with hesitation like pig liver, Old Madam Zuoqiu had already flicked her Dragon Head Cane and directly leaped over the curtain, disappearing behind it.
Zhuge Qian followed suit, slipping through before the curtain closed.
The group of elders stared, watching the curtain close right in front of them, and for a mont, none of them dared to risk everything to pull it open again...
It takes real courage to be embarrassed like this!
anwhile, on the other side, before Old Madam Zuoqiu and Zhuge Qian ca in, Gu Changsheng had already stood up, not just Gu Changsheng, even the little atball cleverly stood up with his mother!
One has to admit, Gu Changsheng’s behavior was quite bold and straightforward!
Darn it, only a curtain separated them, and although the elders next door deliberately lowered their voices, it couldn’t block Gu Changsheng’s sharp ears!
Originally, she didn’t want to listen, after all, the more she heard, the more disappointed she beca with the elders of the Hidden World Clan, but she had no choice, right?
She had fought for these seats, couldn’t just scuttle off now, could she?
That would be too humiliating!
Gu Changsheng was determined not to do such a thing, so being caught red-handed by Old Madam Zuoqiu and Old Master Zhuge seed quite reasonable.
Old Madam Zuoqiu’s fierceness, Old Master Zhuge’s righteousness, witnessing Gu Changsheng’s behavior warranted respect, not to ntion whatever ties these two might have with the dical Immortal Old Man from dicine King Valley; just the fact that they didn’t stoop to the level of the other elders made Gu Changsheng respect them!
To erge unstained from the mud is easier said than done; indeed, it’s a rare and comndable quality!
In this regard, Gu Changsheng must say, the dical Immortal Old Man cultivating such a unique temperant in the deep quagmire of the Hidden World Clan is understandable and exemplary!
"Greetings, two elders!"
Facing these two elder and respectable figures, Gu Changsheng refrained from acting pretentious.
She clasped her fist, bowed her head, saluted respectfully, and kept her posture upright, neither arrogant nor obsequious.
"Greetings, grandpa and grandma!"
The little atball always took his mother’s actions as his model, which is why he ended up the way he did. Seeing his mother salute the suddenly intruding old folks, the little atball also earnestly clasped his tiny fists and perford a junior’s salute.
"..."
Originally, upon lifting the curtain and entering, Old Madam Zuoqiu found it hard to tolerate the hypocrisy of those other elders and intended to vent on Gu Changsheng and her child. But faced with their courteous manners, her expression froze, and she suddenly didn’t know whether to let out her anger or not!
"Heh heh...no need for excessive courtesy, no need!" Zhuge Qian, seeing Old Madam Zuoqiu’s stern face and silence, braced himself and lifted a hand to signal Gu Changsheng and the little atball to rise.
Then he took the lead, heading towards the seats where Gu Changsheng and the little atball had just been sitting.
"Hmph!" Old Madam Zuoqiu snorted coldly, gave Gu Changsheng a sidelong look, then furiously sat down on a chair.
"..." Gu Changsheng felt awkward from Old Madam Zuoqiu’s cold huff, exchanged a glance with her son, and touched her nose with a look of helplessness.
This fierce Old Madam Zuoqiu seems to really dislike her!
Gu Changsheng thought, that shouldn’t be the case, right?
This must be venting anger!
As they say, birds of a feather flock together; by Gu Changsheng’s reckoning, fierceness like Old Madam Zuoqiu eting a junior as fierce as herself, she may not like her, but it shouldn’t escalate to hatred; there must be sothing else going on!
Because of the dical Immortal Old Man from dicine King Valley, perhaps?
Gu Changsheng could sniff it out easily!
Yesterday, Zhuge Manman kept alluding to so connection between dicine King Valley and the Zuoqiu Family, but it seed mixed with a lot of anger...
Look, look at Old Madam Zuoqiu sitting there, scrutinizing her with critical old eyes, and Gu Changsheng, deep down, felt quite uneasy...
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