"Alright then, big brother, just assign us to any competition zone."
At this moment, Nangong Xuanyi continued.
Since they were all the same anyway, there was no need to choose.
"Only five people can remain in each competition zone by the end. To increase your chances, I suggest you split up and don't crowd into the same zone."
"Otherwise, if you run into each other later, that would be awkward."
"You go to Zone One, you go to Zone Two, you go to Zone Three."
"You..."
Duan Kun had just raised a finger to point at Zhang Ling'er when Nangong Xuanyi abruptly grabbed it.
"Fellow Daoist, you must not point at this senior."
As soon as Nangong Xuanyi said that, Duan Kun's pupils contracted, and he immediately lowered his arm.
"Senior, I was reckless."
Duan Kun promptly clasped his fists and bowed deeply to Zhang Ling'er.
"It's fine."
Zhang Ling'er glanced at him and spoke softly.
Only after receiving her pardon did Duan Kun finally relax. He slowly straightened up.
"Senior, they'll be going to the competition zones for the selection trials. You may come with me to the viewing area and wait there. There are countless seniors like you there as well."
"Perhaps you might even find common ground with those seniors."
Duan Kun gave Nangong Xuanyi a grateful look, then smiled at Zhang Ling'er.
"Oh? Then I'd like to take a look."
Zhang Ling'er raised her brows at those words, a flicker of amusement passing through her eyes.
"Alright, Senior, this way."
Duan Kun bent at the waist and gestured forward with his right hand.
Zhang Ling'er, meanwhile, carried Luo Yao as she walked onward.
"Senior, could you please look after my younger sister for me?"
At this moment, Xuanyuan Liefeng, who had remained silent all along, spoke