The day before the Outer Gate Grand Competition, the Steward Hall held a drawing of lots.
During the draw, Su Jiu saw not only Mo Yan, but also Su Mianmian, Jin Chen, and the others.
After drawing her lot, Su Jiu received a bamboo slip from the supervisor, with the rules for the competition clearly engraved on it.
The rules ran on for dozens of clauses.
Reading through them one by one, she found that the ban on bringing second-tier or higher array talismans had been engraved more deeply. It was evidently a point of particular emphasis.
That made sense. Never mind second-tier array talismans-even a first-tier array talisman could half-kill a Qi Refining Period cultivator.
Another deeply engraved clause prohibited demonic artifacts.
Su Jiu's lips curved slightly. Anyone bringing a demonic artifact to the competition would probably be invited to the Enforcement Hall for tea.
"A Jiu!" A girl's clear voice rang out, her golden embroidery glittering in the sunlight. The Red Leather Whip at her waist swayed as she ran.
"What number did you draw?"
Su Jiu took out her numbered token, which clearly bore the number 1187.
The girl sighed after looking at it. "We're not on the same platform. Mine starts with a three."
A half-grown boy behind her squeezed his way over too, frowning. "Su Mianmian, why were you running so fast?"
"Su Jiu?" The boy looked taken aback. Clearly, he had not noticed her earlier.
He glanced at Su Jiu's wooden token and said unhappily, "We're not on the same platform."
Su Mianmian's tongue was sharp. "It's only the preliminary round. Are you that eager to be eliminated by A Jiu?"
The boy bristled. "How do you know I'd definitely lose?"
Su Mianmian gave a haughty little huff. "You can barely win half your