"Outer sect Junior Sister, you are still quite young. This is your first time taking part in the sect tournament, isn't it?" The female cultivator from Spirit Beast Peak opposite her spoke casually, even finding the leisure to chat with Bai Lan.
Bai Lan smiled. The female cultivator opposite her wore a long blue dress, her hair swept up, her smile radiant.
"It is my first time participating. I hope Senior Sister will show mercy." Bai Lan cupped her hands, her gaze sweeping toward Qi Xiaoru beneath the stage as she gave a slight nod.
"Rest assured, Junior Sister! In a sect tournament, one stops at the right point." The blue-clad female cultivator nodded, her tone brimming with magnanimity.
A defensive barrier rose around them. The surrounding spectators watched with great interest, occasionally chatting idly with those beside them.
"One is an inner sect disciple, the other an outer sect disciple. One is at Qi Refining stage great perfection, while the other is merely at Qi Refining level eight." The man stroked his chin and looked at the cultivator beside him. "The outcome is obvious."
"That Bai Lan's luck is far too terrible. Why did she have to run into someone at Qi Refining stage great perfection right from the start?"
"Boring. There's no suspense at all in this match."
"Exactly."
Some still held high hopes for Bai Lan. "Not necessarily. What if she's a dark horse and wins the match at the very last moment?"
"Hard to say, hard to say."
Seeing this, Qi Xiaoru secretly nodded. She looked around, then immediately called out, "Fellow disciples, don't miss this as you pass by! You only need ten Spirit Stones to place a bet—the cost of a bottle of healing pills. If you have a sharp eye and spot the