After transmigrating into the book, I became the little sun of the crazy villain.

Chapter 21 is over! How embarrassing!

Qi Yan froze, and after a long while, he turned his face away. "Who said that? You should leave now."

"You're not going to stop me?" Yun Zhao said, feigning sadness. "Then I'll leave?"

Qi Yan remained silent.

Yin Xue lay at his feet, anxiously tugging at his trouser leg.

The tent flap was lifted and then lowered again. Bloodthirsty snorted and mercilessly plunged into the sword.

"They're leaving already," Qi Yan muttered softly, head down. "Fine, they're leaving, I..."

"Qi Yan," a small head suddenly peeked into the tent, a girl with a radiant smile, "Goodnight~"

Qi Yan was stunned.

After Yun Zhao left, it took him a long time to clutch his chest.

Stop jumping!

Blood Drinker emerged from the sword, lay on its blade, and stared intently at him.

Qi Yan slowly lay down on the bed and turned off the lighting artifact.

"……Good night."

"Do not want to."

I don't want you to leave.

……

"Why did you go back again? Did you leave something behind?"

"Mmm," Yun Zhao mumbled, "I forgot something."

Mu Qianqian nodded and pulled Yun Zhao into the tent to talk.

"Zhaozhao," Mu Qianqian said earnestly, "I have something to tell you. From now on, don't always be alone in a room with Qi Yan."

"I'm not worried about your reputation or anything like that. We cultivators don't care about that. I'm mainly worried about your life."

Mu Qianqian said worriedly, "Although Qi Yan has become your father's apprentice, that Qi Yan person..."

She paused, looked around, and then whispered, "His origins are unknown. I always felt he wasn't a good person, and I always felt... he had the aura of a heretical cultivator."

Mu Qianqian was right.

In the original text, Qi Yan slaughtered everyone in his path, single-handedly stirring up a bloodbath in the cultivation world. He was simply the most evil of all evil cultivators!

Yun Zhao was both amused and exasperated: "Senior sister, Qi Yan just doesn't talk much, it's not that serious, is it?"

Mu Qianqian still insisted on her own ideas and decided to be more wary of Qi Yan in the future.

Of course, she did this with the instruction of her master, Master Hanyue.

The original words of Master Hanyue were: "My senior brother only has one daughter, and he can't let her be easily taken away by some wild boy."

Mu Qianqian glanced in the direction of Qi Yan's tent: I will watch over you forever, forever...

Don't even think about stealing my junior sister away!

“By the way, Senior Sister,” Yun Zhao said, resting her chin on her hand, “we used to argue every time we met, but I didn’t expect we were actually quite close when we were kids, and we even did good deeds together.”

Mu Qianqian casually said, "We were best friends when we were little, and we went through a lot together. It's just that our relationship soured after you were bewitched by Song Zhiyuan."

One good thing about Qi Yan is that she had her blind junior sister heal her eyes.

It can be considered an advantage, albeit barely.

Mu, a member of her family, thought this way.

"Let's not talk about that," Yun Zhao said, changing the subject. "Senior Sister, can you tell me about the sect competition?"

Mu Qianqian recalled for a moment and then recounted it to her in detail--

The rules for the sect competition are very simple: any disciple from each sect who meets the requirements can participate.

The secret realm they entered was called the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm. Each participating disciple would receive a jade token before entering.

If you encounter danger in the secret realm, crushing the jade token will teleport you out.

Finally, before the secret realm ends, the sect whose disciples emerge last will be the winner.

Yun Zhao's lips twitched. "So childish? What if someone keeps hiding and doesn't show up until the very end?"

Mu Qianqian shrugged. "There's nothing I can do. Luck is also a part of ability."

"In the past, the family that picked the most spiritual plants and killed the most monsters was the number one. Later, some sects, in order to win the title of number one, ruthlessly killed the participants, so the evaluation method was changed."

Mu Qianqian instructed, "Zhaozhao, we are entering the secret realm mainly for training and treasure hunting. We must not kill others for a spiritual plant. This is a major taboo for cultivators."

"You haven't had much experience outside, so you probably don't know these things."

“Of course,” Mu Qianqian added, “If anyone provokes you, you don’t need to be polite to them, just fight them!”

Yun Zhao nodded, "Senior sister, I understand."

She asked curiously, "What kind of reward is there for first place that makes them go to such lengths?"

Mu Qianqian pouted, "It's just an empty title. The first four to enter the secret realm next time will keep the four keys to open it. There's nothing to fight for."

Smart people are seizing the time to hone their skills and acquire treasures.

At the same time, sect leaders and elders from various sects were giving similar instructions to their disciples.

Rankings are not important; what matters is the experience.

……

The next day, after all the sects had arrived, the sect leaders of the four major sects took out the keys they were keeping and opened the entrance to the secret realm.

The entrance was in the middle of a small lake. People surrounded the lake and jumped into it one by one in order.

Yun Zhao stood in line, feeling a little amused.

This looks like... dumplings being cooked in boiling water.

"What are you laughing at?"

Qi Yan's voice rang out, and Yun Zhao suppressed a laugh as she told him what she was thinking. Qi Yan couldn't help but let a smile slip from his lips.

But soon, Yun Zhao's smile vanished, because...

While tying ropes around them, Mu Qianqian explained, "I heard from the senior brothers and sisters who have participated that people are separated during the teleportation. If we are tied together, we should be able to teleport together."

Someone exclaimed, "Look, they look like a string of dumplings stuck together!"

Well, before I said others were like dumplings, now I am one myself.

Without making a sound, Qi Yan added another rope around her and Yun Zhao's waists. "You look quite alike. Hmm, what kind of dumpling are you?"

Yun Zhao said irritably, "Pork and scallion!"

Qi Yan muttered under her breath, "It's clearly filled with spirit fruit."

"Senior brother," Xue Huairui asked nervously, "Will we be separated?"

Song Zhiyuan looked away, tightened his grip on Mu Qianqian's hand, and said gently, "Don't worry, I'm holding your hand, we won't let go."

Finally, it was their turn. The six of them held hands and jumped into the lake together, creating a truly eye-catching scene.

Hu Guichen, the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, laughed heartily, "Sect Leader Song, I originally thought that only young friend Zhiyuan stood out among his peers, but I didn't expect there to be such a genius. Your Qingyun Sect can be said to be full of talented people!"

"Not at all," Master Guiyuan laughed, "Your Heavenly Sword Sect is the real powerhouse."

"Not only that, all four of our major sects have successors!"

While they were laughing and joking, Yun Zhao was being swept away by the whirlpool, feeling utterly hopeless.

She thought they would jump into the lake, but instead they entered a whirlpool that separated them from the water.

Having barely survived the death vortex, Yun Zhao almost burst into tears when his feet touched solid ground.

It feels so good, so wonderful to be grounded!

She paused for a moment, then looked up.

There are people on the left, and there are people on the right, but...

Not enough people!

"It's over!"

Yun Zhao slapped his forehead, "Senior sister, how embarrassing!"