The Sect Enters Competitive Mode

Original-Work Space-Time.

Tang Hao felt a surge of blood rush to his head. His eyes turned red, and he panted like a bull.

His head was practically covered in green.

"Ah Yin, you can't let false kindness blind you!"

"You are a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast rebuilding yourself in human form. Every Soul Master in this world covets your Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring or Soul Bone and is plotting against you."

"Only I am utterly sincere. It was love at first sight for me!"

Tang Hao was nearly frantic inside.

Only he knew how easy Ah Yin was to fool!

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Grass—no matter how old she was, she had zero social experience. She was far too innocent and could easily be exploited by bad people. What would she do without him by her side?!

"If only I could go to the Sky Screen Space-Time."

"Ah Yin would definitely fall in love with me again."

Because...

Only he was willing to humble himself and accept Ah Yin!

Spirit Hall.

Pontiff Dong gripped her jeweled scepter tightly, deeply displeased.

That lousy little grass had no self-awareness whatsoever.

Was it her place to show off before Master?

What kind of Eldest Senior Sister was Holy Maiden Dong supposed to be?!

"Useless Holy Maiden Dong!"

Sky Screen Timeline—

Ah Yin felt a chill run down her back. Eldest Senior Sister's gaze was terrifying!

She shrank back two steps.

Revealing her timid nature.

Lu Xuan watched her and knew that this newly accepted disciple of his did not harbor any outrageous thoughts of defying her master and dishonoring her ancestors. She had probably just spent too long as a mindless grass, leaving her brain and language abilities somewhat lacking.

He reprimanded her:

"Why are you cowering like that? What kind of conduct is