Young Talents Competition

As Ning Ye spoke, Guiling Niang's soft chuckle sounded by his ear. "Little girl, you're quite mischievous. Fine, I'll waive the apology—but if you dare do this again, you'll get your bottom smacked."

With that, her voice vanished.

Gongsun Die stuck out her tongue. "I just wanted to see when Langya Pavilion would notice me."

Before coming, she had deliberately shut off their telepathic connection, intending to give Ning Ye a "surprise." Instead of surprising him, though, she gave him quite a scare.

Ning Ye snorted. "Master noticed you when you crossed the inner mountain gate."

Gongsun Die brightened. "You only noticed after I crossed the inner gate? Doesn't that mean I could at least reach the outer gate?"

Ning Ye snorted again. "That was only because Master wasn't deliberately searching. When one is not actively sensing, even a seventh-realm Saint cannot know every last detail of everything. Otherwise, with endless information flooding in, they'd be annoyed to death. But the inner gate is the boundary. The moment someone enters without invitation, it is immediately detected. You entered the inner grounds, took three steps, and on the fourth, Master discovered you."

Gongsun Die sighed. "So I can only hide for three steps? In the end, my cultivation is still too weak. Once I climb another level, I'll definitely be able to go one layer deeper."

She waved her little fists fiercely.

Ning Ye laughed. "In the end, you're simply too playful, and your Dao attainment isn't deep enough."

Compared to other cultivators, those who underwent Soul-Splitting Rebirth could not retain their cultivation, immortal arts, or divine abilities. The only thing they could keep was their Dao attainment. Gongsun Die had received Ning Ye's teachings, but her own comprehension remained limited. Thus, aside from being a genius, she was not nearly