Chapter 307: Everyone Gets a Reward
Song Jiulai remained silent.
She had seen good cultivators before.
After all, the cultivators from the Flying Sparrow Sect were quite decent.
But this was the first time someone she didn’t know outside had gone to such great lengths to save her.
Everyone here was a competitor.
Indeed, after the white-robed female cultivator finished speaking, the gray-robed female cultivator beside her picked up a flag.
She sneered, “We’re all at the Early Qi Stage, gathered here to compete for that single quota. You saved her, but you only saved a competitor. What benefit does that bring you? You’re just putting on a show.”
Song Jiulai frowned. Judging by actions, not intentions, she had indeed been saved.
Looking at the gray-robed female cultivator now, she retorted without politeness, “None of your business.”
“You!” The gray-robed female cultivator glared at Song Jiulai, then laughed in anger, “A good-for-nothing who only passed by being saved by someone else, dares to bark at me! Wait until the final round, and I’ll beat you until you’re spitting teeth.”
“……”
System: “So nostalgic, this is the feeling, this is the plot, this is the script I originally arranged for you! It’s a shame that you, a Summon Player, have disrupted all my plans.”
“……”
Song Jiulai had intended to say more, but the System’s words made her want to laugh.
So, she didn’t argue with the gray-robed female cultivator. She lowered her head to the white-robed female cultivator and helped her up, “Thank you, Fellow Daoist. My name is Jiu Song.”
She casually made up a name, but it was derived from her real name by reversing the order.
With the beginning and end removed, no one would ever guess.
“My name is Lian Mi,” the white-robed female cultivator replied.
Song Jiulai helped Lian Mi up and handed her a flag, “Fellow Daoist, you helped me in this round. If there’s anything I can do to help later, I will do my utmost.”
Lian Mi shook her head, “I didn’t save you for that.”
It was because she saw that Song Jiulai had saved someone and possessed a kind heart, and she didn’t want Song Jiulai to have regrets in this round.
If she said this out loud, it would sound quite ridiculous.
In the Cultivation World, how could truly kind people exist?
Song Jiulai still nodded, “Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist.”
She also took a flag for herself.
The gray-robed female cultivator saw this and wanted to say something.
A booming voice from the sky interrupted them.
“You three have passed this round. The secret of the next round lies within the flags in your hands.”
The three of them looked at the flags in their hands together.
“After the selection ends in three days, you will gather with other cultivators at the Early Qi Stage who have reached the second round. The flags will then activate, and the third round will officially begin. For now, rest for two days.”
As these words finished, the scene before them vanished once more.
Song Jiulai and the others found themselves no longer on that small island, but in a place filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.
Mortals were everywhere.
And the air was filled with the scent of human life.
Song Jiulai sniffed carefully and could smell the aroma of food in the air.
Although not as fragrant as food made by Players, it had its own unique charm.
“The Mortal Realm?”
After emerging, Lian Mi took out a Tier 2 Pill from her Mustard Seed Bag to replenish her Spiritual Energy, her complexion finally improving.
She looked around curiously, “Are we supposed to rest for now?”
“Probably,” Song Jiulai nodded, naturally adapting to the local customs. She pointed to a spot, “We still have two days, and nothing to do. I’ll treat you to some noodles.”
Lian Mi looked surprised and saw that there was indeed a noodle stall on the mortal street ahead.
She smiled faintly, “Okay.”
She was at the Early Qi Stage and hadn’t fully achieved Grain Avoidance yet.
Eating some food now would be very good.
The gray-robed female cultivator glanced coldly at the two of them.
She seemed to have come from the South Pole.
She carried ice with her at all times.
Looking at the surrounding mortals, she frowned slightly, then looked at the flag in her hand.
What was this third round?
The Myriad Immortal Sect had gone to such great lengths. To select the most outstanding disciples from so many people, what kind of excellence were they looking for?
In the past, they relied on Spiritual Roots, Talent, and comprehension. But this selection by the Myriad Immortal Sect was clearly not that.
The gray-robed female cultivator lowered her gaze and turned away from the spot.
As for Lian Mi and Song Jiulai, she didn’t even consider them.
Lian Mi had already revealed her full Strength when she saved someone, and that Jiu Song was a good-for-nothing who only got in thanks to Lian Mi.
Neither of them had the Strength to compete with her.
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“Your noodles are ready.”
Two large bowls of steaming noodles were placed before them. Song Jiulai eagerly dug in.
Because this clone was only at the Early Qi Stage, she easily felt hungry now.
Ever since her main body reached Foundation Establishment Stage, she hadn’t felt hungry.
She wanted to eat purely out of craving.
Lian Mi ate with more elegance.
She looked like a young lady from a prominent family, refined and gentle.
Song Jiulai slurped her noodles and sighed, “The flavor isn’t rich enough. Beef bone broth noodles are still better.”
The broths made by Players were all made with high-quality stock. Even with good ingredients, mortals now found it hard to compare with Players who knew how to use various seasonings and cooking techniques.
“Beef bone broth noodles?” Lian Mi listened, sounding a bit curious, “I’ve had them before. This flavor is a bit light.”
“No, I mean I once ate some made by mortals from a Sect,” Song Jiulai said with a mysterious smile, “It was a Sect near my hometown. If I have the chance, I can take you to try them. The food made by the mortals there is delicious.”
“Is that so?” Lian Mi blinked, genuinely curious, “Then I will wait.”
Song Jiulai smiled and then directly asked, “Why did you save me in the second round?”
Lian Mi paused, then casually lowered her head and took a bite of noodles, “Perhaps Fellow Daoist will find it amusing, but you had originally saved that person, and he intended to harm you instead. I felt that Jiu Song, you shouldn’t be eliminated in the second round due to such an accident.”
Song Jiulai mused, “I didn’t actually intend to save him at the time.”
She just didn’t make a move when she heard the heavy thanks.
“But you ultimately didn’t act, and he betrayed your good intentions,” Lian Mi said with a smile, “I heard that even if one doesn’t enter the Myriad Immortal Sect in the end, as long as they endure until the final round of the selection, they will receive some rewards from the Myriad Immortal Sect?”
“Rewards?”
This made Song Jiulai a little curious, “Are some people here for that?”
“Yes,” Lian Mi nodded, “I came for that. With my Strength, the hope of becoming the most outstanding disciple at the Early Qi Stage and entering the Myriad Immortal Sect is slim. Receiving rewards from the Myriad Immortal Sect would be excellent.”
“I see,” Song Jiulai scratched her chin with her finger, “It seems the Myriad Immortal Sect is quite generous.”
They were quite good to the cultivators who were eliminated.
But thinking about the taxes collected by the Myriad Immortal Sect.
No, her heart still ached.
