Luck

Huo Shengyin understood at once. One need not fear a genius for having great talent; one needed to fear a genius who dabbled in everything. She had not lost unfairly this round.

After seeing off his second opponent, Wen Xu swiftly welcomed his third, fourth, and fifth opponents. Perhaps because the first two had been too strong, the three unlucky souls randomly assigned afterward were all rather... easy to defeat.

Before long, he had secured a spot in the next round.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ying, who had left, did not return to her Outer Sect cave dwelling to rest. Instead, after receiving a Communication Talisman, she hurried down the mountain gate.

The moment she reached the foot of the mountain, a middle-aged woman caught hold of her. The woman asked softly and worriedly, "Baozhu, you weren't hurt, were you?"

Jiang Ying's expression changed instantly upon hearing Yan. "Mother, what are you saying? I'm A-Ying. Where is there any Baozhu here? You called me by the wrong name."

Luck

The woman immediately looked cautiously from side to side before changing her words. "Yes, yes, yes. Your mother's memory is poor; I got it wrong. You are A-Ying."

Jiang Ying's expression eased slightly upon hearing Yan. "Mother, you mustn't call me by the wrong name again. If there's nothing important, don't come to Yonglu Mountain anymore. I'm doing very well. If you miss me, I can take leave and return home."

Madam Jiang was draped in pearls and jade. She now pulled a brocade pouch filled with Spirit Stones from her robes and handed it over. "Yonglu Mountain is a great sect. Your mother was only afraid you might have too many places to spend money, so I specifically came to bring you Spirit Stones."

"Thank you, Mother. You're the best to me."