Little Lin Can Marry Himself!

"The doctor said that Mo Li's condition has improved and he can leave the back mountain?"

At the Empty Spirit Sect Main Peak, the Empty Spirit Sect Leader, Mo Lu Guan, found the words of the female healer somewhat unbelievable.

The female healer nodded:

"Yes, during my diagnosis of Miss Mo Li this time, I noticed that Miss Mo Li pulse was quite stable, and her Spiritual Apertures were showing signs of closing on their own. Her Longevity Bridge had also been significantly repaired; it could at least accommodate a small Spiritual Power being walking on it."

"Thank you, Doctor Lan, for your continued treatment of my daughter over the years, which has led to her improvement. If you don't mind, our Empty Spirit Sect has prepared some small gifts for you, please accept them."

The Medical Cultivators known as Doctor Lan shook his head:

"Sect Leader, you flatter me. However, this is not my achievement, but the result of the efforts of the unknown doctor Sect Leader invited. The doctor's combination of drugs such as Ice Lotus and Dragon's Residue is indeed remarkable, far exceeding my understanding of drugs."

Moreover, Miss Mo Li seems to have mastered a mental technique that has a remarkable effect on this ailment.

If possible, I would like to meet that doctor and exchange medical knowledge with him.

"Another doctor?"

Mo Lu Guan was somewhat surprised.

Over the years, I have indeed been searching for renowned doctors, but in the past six months, only Doctor Lan has treated Mo Li; there have been no other doctors...

Could it be!

Suddenly, Mo Lu Guan seemed to remember something.

When I asked Xiao Li if any strange people had entered the back mountain, Xiao Li avoided my gaze.

I didn't pay attention at the time, but now that I think about it, I always feel that Xiao Li was avoiding something.

In addition, Xiao Li had asked him for the Flood Dragon Molt.

I thought it was something Doctor Lan needed, but it turns out Doctor Lan had no idea about it at all.

Now it seems... that was correct.

Although it's unknown what methods the Flower-Picking Thief used, he did indeed enter the magic formation in the back mountain.

"That's not how it works. Doctor Lan deserves a lot of credit for Xiao Li's recovery. Please accept our Empty Spirit Sect's gift of gratitude. As for Doctor Lan's wish to see that physician, I'm afraid it will be difficult. He left the Empty Spirit Sect to travel not long ago."

Regardless of anything else, Mo Lu Guan felt he couldn't reveal that the Flower-Picking Thief had entered the back mountain and even spent the night with his precious granddaughter.

"That's a pity. In that case, I'll take my leave."

"Please take care, doctor."

No sooner had the Medical Cultivators left than a Message Delivery Flying Sword flew over and hovered in front of the old man.

He took out the envelope; it contained Xiao Li's beautiful, delicate handwriting, indicating that she wanted to attend the upcoming Sect Martial Arts Competition.

The old man put down the envelope, looking quite melancholy.

If I remember correctly, the Flower-Picking Thief named Jiang Lin advanced to the next round.

Putting the cause and effect together, it's obvious without a doubt that Xiao Li, who always loved the Four Arts, would go to watch the Sect Martial Arts Competition because of that Flower-Picking Thief thief.

"Sigh... daughters grow up and leave home... it's so worrying..."

In fact, the Empty Spirit Sect Leader of the Kongling Sect hoped that his granddaughter would be with his Senior Disciple.

After all, their Senior Disciple was talented, a good person, and not much less handsome than that Flower-Picking Thief.

However, when he tentatively expressed his Senior Disciple's intentions to Xiao Li, Xiao Li politely declined.

Although feelings can be cultivated, if someone already has someone else in their heart, there's no chance.

But how can you take Flower-Picking Thief's feelings seriously?

"Oh well, we'll see when the time comes..."

Looking at the envelope from her granddaughter in her hand, Xiao Li, who had finally decided to go out, couldn't refuse, no matter what the purpose was.

"Mo Chi."

"What's wrong?"

Mo Lu Guan out a soft shout, and a Flying Sword shot out from between his eyebrows. It was his Natal Flying Sword, which had already given birth to Sword Spirit.

"Go and inform that old man Ya Suo that I'm taking my granddaughter to watch the martial arts competition."

One of the thirty-six main mountains of the Empty Spirit Sect, the cultivators who advanced to the second round of the Sect Martial Arts Competition have arrived one after another.

The second round of the Sect Martial Arts Competition was a ring match.

The eighty teams that advance in the first round will be divided into eight groups, with ten teams in each group.

Within each group of ten teams, the competition is conducted in the form of individual contestants.

The rules are simple: whether you want to wait for the opportune moment or Manifestation of Sainthood your skills, whatever means you use, whoever stands on the final stage will qualify for the final round of the competition.

"Fairy Lin! You are about to face the second-ranked Pan Sword Sect in Wutong Province. Are you confident?"

"Fairy Lin, I heard that you entered the Nascent Soul Realm Third Stage within a week. Is that true?"

As the Dragon Gate Sect of the Dragon Gate Sect, a sect known for its powerful leadership and numerous subordinates, Lin Qingwan was naturally surrounded by reporters from Wutong Province. However, the girl did not answer any questions and strode forward!

In the girl's heart, there was only one belief!

If I get first place, Little Lin can marry me!

"Senior Brother Ye, are you confident in your fight against Jiang Lin, the Flower-Picking Thief, once again?"

Ye Liangchen flicked his alpaca-haired hair. "Jiang Lin and I are rivals of fate, and also mortal enemies. This time, I will not lose to you again! Jiang Lin! My lifelong nemesis!"

"Hello, are you Senior Brother Zhao RiTian?"

"Damn it! My name Zhao Hao!"

"Senior Sister Luo, I heard that your third and fifth junior sisters eloped. Is that true?"

"Senior Sister Luo? I heard that the Flower-Picking Thief made a bet with you. If he wins, you will repay him with your body. Is that true?"

"Jiang Lin? Ugh... How could I possibly lay a hand on Linlin? He treated me to bananas, how disgusting..."

"Miss Jiu'er, do you Dao Companion?"

"Miss Jiu'er, what are your thoughts on your sect's first entry into the second round of the competition?"

Before the competition even started, reporters had already surrounded all the participating cultivators, bombarding them with all sorts of questions and gossip.

In addition, some spectators who were still stranded at the Empty Spirit Sect and had not yet returned also came to the sky above the Empty Spirit Sect to watch this arena match.

To speed up the pace of the competition, all matches will be completed within a single day!

Of course, all the betting odds in Empty Spirit City have already been set up.

Jiang Lin and his team have gathered all the information!

If nothing unexpected happens, after this match, we'll be living in a villa by the sea!

Just as Jiang Lin had everything ready, a shout came from the crowd, and then, like a tide, almost all the cultivators looked ahead.

Even the Empty Spirit Sect Senior Brother straightened up after glancing at it casually.

Ahead, beside the old man, stood a girl dressed in a dark-colored long dress, as beautiful as a painting.

The girl's gaze swept shyly yet boldly over the thousands of cultivators until it stopped on him.

The light in his eyes was dazzling.

[Thanks to the generous "Sha Chan" for the 25,000 Qidian Coins reward! You're so generous, you're awesome!]