The arrangements for the once-every-thousand-years martial contest quickly spread throughout Wushi Daoist Field, and everyone was stirred with excitement.
Staying inside the Daoist field, they spent most of their time cultivating, and it was inevitably somewhat dull. Having something to look forward to in life was naturally a good thing, and besides, they also wanted to test the fruits of their cultivation.
Unlike private sparring, any contest held by Gu An would certainly be taken seriously.
Even An Xin wanted to see just how strong she could be if she went all out.
At dusk, the mountain forest swayed gently in the wind, quiet and beautifully secluded.
"Can I participate too?"
Epiphyllum Ghost Mother, dressed all in black, stood beside Gu An and asked in delighted surprise.
Gu An was admiring a freshly matured spirit flower. He replied, "Could it be that I would tease you for no reason?"
Epiphyllum Ghost Mother's heartbeat quickened. She knew what being allowed to participate in the contest meant. It meant Gu An had already accepted her.
So excited that she wanted to kneel, she was stopped by an invisible force.
"I've already said that inside Wushi Daoist Field, there's no need for excessive ceremony," Gu An said. His face showed satisfaction. This spirit flower had a fine appearance and could be transplanted into his study.
Epiphyllum Ghost Mother nodded, her heart beating extremely fast. After the delight passed, she felt pressure again. None of the people inside this Daoist field were simple.
Gu An paid no attention to what she was thinking. He left carrying the spirit flower, while Epiphyllum Ghost Mother still bowed properly toward his retreating back.
"This is an opportunity. I can't let it slip by!"
Epiphyllum Ghost Mother's eyes flickered, and she only felt her whole body brimming with