Seeing Ye Shaohua’s action,
Fu Xue also scoffed, "Shaohua, did you not hear clearly, only disciples of our sect can..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the expression on the old man’s face who had taken the golden token changed all of a sudden.
He sat up straight, his murky eyes fixed on Ye Shaohua for a long while. A hint of surprise flickered through his eyes. A moment later, he handed the golden token to Ye Shaohua, "Number 1, Ye Shaohua, go on in."
As soon as these words came out, not to mention Fu Xue and Yue Qingyuan, even Min Xuan was severely shocked.
"Number 1? How could it be number 1?" Fu Xue quickly noticed something was off with the old man’s expression.
Her own expression wasn’t very good either.
Did Ye Shaohua also possess a soul talent? Then why wasn’t it detected three years ago?
The old man withdrew his gaze from Ye Shaohua and reverted to his previous demeanor, completely ignoring Fu Xue, let alone answering her question.
Fu Xue watched Ye Shaohua, but in the end, she didn’t say anything.
So what if it’s number one?
Fu Xue didn’t know what kind of luck Ye Shaohua had stumbled upon, but she herself had been cultivating at Xuanzong Sect for three years, the place on the main path where the Spiritual Qi was most abundant.
Not to mention Xuanzong Sect provided its disciples with Elixirs and Spiritual Stones every month.
Even if Ye Shaohua truly had talent, she had been outside for three years, and she didn’t know who she had taken as a mentor. With her current status at Xuanzong Sect and as a disciple in purple clothes, could she still not outperform Ye Shaohua?
Fu Xue’s eyes passed over Ye Shaohua’s coarse cloth clothes, and her expression immediately improved.
"Shaohua, who gave you the token?" Fu Xue looked at Ye Shaohua amicably, "Why didn’t you come to find me when you came to Xuanzong Sect?"
Ye Shaohua could not be bothered with her and directly found a spot near the Competition Stage to stand.
Fu Xue’s amicable expression twisted slightly.
"Brother Min, thank you for bringing Shaohua back to the sect; otherwise, I don’t know how long it would have been before I could see her again," Fu Xue walked over to where Min Xuan was and said to him.
It was then that Min Xuan finally spoke to Fu Xue.
The two of them chatted very happily, leaving Ye Shaohua out in the cold.
But she did not mind.
Fu Xue spoke a few words to Min Xuan, and only when the competition was about to start did she leave.
"Lady Ye, how did you get a token? Are you a disciple of our sect? Why didn’t you tell us on the way here?" The man in white asked Min Xuan’s question which he was extremely curious about.
The two men had been with Ye Shaohua for a few days, and they had never seen her use Dark Qi, nor was there any fluctuation of Dark Qi around her.
Ye Shaohua looked up indifferently, "My teacher gave it to me, yes, you didn’t ask me."
The man in white and Min Xuan pondered for a long while before they realized she was answering each of their questions one by one.
They had lived for so long, yet they had never encountered someone like her.
Min Xuan couldn’t help but ask who her teacher was.
After all...
A Dark-rank alchemist in Xuanzong Sect was an existence second only to the Sect Leader himself.
Such a person should be a genius from the Holy City, how could it be Ye Shaohua wearing coarse cloth clothes?
So the man in white just said it casually.
He did not see Ye Shaohua’s arms crossed over her chest, her lips slightly curled up.
This grand competition was not only of great importance to all disciples above white clothes but also to the elders of the sect.
On the vast competition stage,
a middle-aged man spoke in a deep voice, "For the sect’s grand competition, I hope every person present can perform to their greatest ability. Only those who enter the top three will have the chance to go to the Holy City. Now, the first match will begin, number one Ye Shaohua, number thirteen Fu Xue."
As this announcement was made, the crowd’s gaze "swooshed" towards Fu Xue.
Fu Xue must be quite famous among these people, otherwise, it couldn’t have caused such a stir.
But when they saw Ye Shaohua, some people below started to laugh.
"Which peak’s disciple is this number one Ye Shaohua, coming here dressed in grey clothes?"
There were many people in Xuanzong Sect, and three years ago a fresh wave of new blood had arrived. These disciples would be in seclusion for years at a time, so it was not strange even if they did not recognize or had not heard about each other.
"Shaohua, do you concede?" Fu Xue stood on the stage, unconcerned with the attention of all the disciples, "Although we know each other, I won’t hold back because of that."
Ye Shaohua did not look at Fu Xue, but instead looked towards the middle-aged man, "Can we start now?"
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