By noon, Chi Jiuyu was lying on her bed, scrolling through the Spirit Net.
She was the only person besides Martial Uncle who knew the truth behind this trial—or so she believed.
As she read the outrageous and absurd theories on the Spirit Net, she jumped right in to mock them.
Especially "Xiao Zhao, Quietly Practicing Spells." She had even gone out of her way to make a new account just to argue with them.
After that, Chi Jiuyu made a few posts of her own. Since she knew the real reason, they seemed far more credible than the other posts.
That drew plenty of questions, but she refused to explain.
"Hehehe!"
Thinking of all those people twisting themselves in knots, desperate to know the truth but unable to get it, made her so happy she rolled around on the bed.
In the living room, Xu Xing let out a quiet sigh.
He had told her to do as she pleased, but she seemed to have taken that a little too far.
Oh well. He would let her be.
Light and shadow shifted in Xu Xing's eyes. By then, only a few people remained in the first trial, but their performances had been nothing special and could be disregarded.
The rankings were more or less settled.
Soon, the names appeared one after another, arranged according to each person's performance in the trial.
The person in first place wasn't Zhang Yunlu, and certainly wasn't Xiao Fan. It was...
Lin Qiuxian!
One of the outstanding disciples of the Sword Sect, he knew countless sword techniques and had a wealth of combat experience.
Facing a body cultivator at the same level, he had killed his opponent with three strokes. No one else in the trial had been faster.
Next came the sword cultivator