Qiao Ranran thought the game sounded interesting too. Regardless of cultivation level, everyone stood at the same starting line.
Cultivation could not be relied on, but skill and experience still counted. Generally, Body Cultivators and Sword Cultivators would have the advantage in a game like this. Even without using Spiritual Power, they still had formidable bodies and fighting ability.
"So it's rather unfair to ordinary cultivators?" Qiao Ranran considered the Rules and came to that conclusion.
Yan Qingsui, however, said gleefully, "So I'm well suited to it?" He was a Sword Cultivator, after all.
Tao Doudou clenched her fists and said eagerly, "Does that mean I can beat up Senior Brother fair and square?"
Yan Qingsui slapped the back of Tao Doudou's head and bared his teeth. "That wouldn't be fair and square. That would be downright brazen! You dare attack your senior brother?"
Tao Doudou spun around and kicked at Yan Qingsui. "If I can beat you up, it's only because you're too dumb! Are you scared, Senior Brother?"
"Ha!" Yan Qingsui laughed. "Then since I'm beating you up right now, does that make you especially dumb?"
Tao Doudou: "..."
The two fellow disciples started fighting again.
Qiao Ranran could not be bothered to stop them. They would not seriously hurt each other anyway. She was more interested in Pei Ling's reaction. "Junior Brother Pei, are you going?"
Pei Ling's gaze was cool, unmoved by the way Qiao Ranran looked at him. "No." He would never take part in such a boring game.
Qiao Ranran said, "Come on, come on! Let's go have some fun together!"
"Boring."
Qiao Ranran immediately put on a pitiful, aggrieved expression. "Not even if it's to keep me company?"
Pei Ling: "..."
Yan Qingsui found a moment to turn his head and said with