Sister, look at him!

Chapter 321 The Loser's Counterattack The Female Supporting Character's Last Card 2

One year later, Cangyuan Continent.

Although the Cangyuan Continent belongs to the upper-class interface, it is only the last one among them.

The overall strength is not strong, and the strength of the strong people on the continent is also uneven. Especially after the regional division ten thousand years ago, the strength gap between the cultivators has become even greater.

The eastern region has the most resources and is where all the major sects are based. Except for a few sects with special skills that are distributed in other regions, the rest are basically in the eastern region.

The southern region is the richest, and most of the immortal cultivation families gather here.

Resources are the most scarce in the western region, and most cultivators still obey the royal family.

The northern region is vast, with ruins of all sizes scattered across it, including the main venue for the six sect trials.

The Six Sects Selection Tournament is held every ten years. Only the top ten are eligible to choose the six major sects, and the top sixty are eligible to join the inner sect of the six major sects.

Those ranked between 60 and 300 have the opportunity to join the outer sect of the sect. After 300, it all depends on luck. If you are lucky, you may be admitted by the six major sects as an exception, or be noticed by other sects. If you are unlucky, you will return empty-handed.

Each time the selection competition had nearly 100,000 participants, but in the end, only 10,000 people came out alive. This was the highest number ever. If we take the average of all the people who came out alive, it would only be 5,000.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed since the last selection, and a new round of selection is on the agenda.

Finally, the date of the trials was set after joint discussions among the six sects.

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Northern region, the main venue for the sect selection competition.

After overcoming numerous difficulties, the contestants finally arrived at the main competition venue. Under the guidance of the inner disciples of the six sects, they registered their information and obtained their identity jade tags.

Ye Qingxue followed behind Ye Qingluan, looking around curiously, until Ye Qingluan knocked her head helplessly, then she pouted and looked aggrieved and began to carefully register her information.

The female cultivator who was in the same row as her but not registered in the same column was wearing a white cloak embroidered with a golden lotus totem. The cloak was so large that the hood covered most of her face.

Ye Qingxue was still young and naughty. She was not honest when registering her name and tilted her head to look at other people's registration information. The person on the right was Ye Qingluan, so she looked at the person on the left, who was the female cultivator in the cloak.

"Ling...Yang?" Ye Qingxue exclaimed in surprise, "Your name is the same as my fourth sister's!"

It's just a pity that her fourth sister was killed by her sixth sister...

Ling Yang's hand holding the jade token paused for a moment, she slowly opened her cloak, her face, now more beautiful than before, showed the same aloofness and indifference as before.

"It's me, the fifth sister."

Ye Qingxue widened her eyes in disbelief.

……

In the temporary restaurant outside the main competition venue, the small private room on the second floor was filled with people.

The third prince Ling Shangxu, the young master of the Yun family Yun Hui, the young master of the Su family Su Xingzhi, and the eldest daughter Su Lingyan.

The eldest son of the Ye family, Ye Fangyi; the third daughter of the Ye family, Ye Qingluan; the fifth daughter of the Ye family, Ye Qingxue; and the fourth daughter of the Ye family, Ling Yang, who should have died long ago.

Eight people sat around a round table. Except for Ling Yang, the identity jade cards on the waists of the others were all red.

There are also requirements for identity jade plaques. From low to high background, they are divided into five colors: red, yellow, green, blue and purple. Red is the lowest and purple is the most noble.

The jade token on Ling Yang's waist was purple in color, but she was wearing a cloak which covered the token.

"Fourth sister, you..." Ye Qingxue couldn't help but want to ask Ling Yang how she survived in that situation, but was stopped by Ye Fangyi's eyes.

Ye Fangyi looked at Ling Yang with a complicated expression, "Fourth sister, Grandpa has severely punished Sixth sister, and Aunt has been divorced by Third uncle. You... come back to the Ye family with us."

Ling Yang's expression did not change. She remained calm, like a goddess in the sky who could not be violated in the slightest. "Since that day, Ling Yang has been just Ling Yang, not anyone else."

She raised her eyes, and the ice-blue forehead ornament on her brow swayed gently. "If there is nothing else, Lingyang will take his leave first."

"Fourth sister!" Ye Qingxue couldn't help but call out to Ling Yang who was about to get up. Her eyes were filled with tears and she looked at Ling Yang reluctantly.

Ling Yang remained unmoved. She just stood up and looked at Ye Qingxue quietly, as if waiting for her to continue speaking.

Ye Qingxue lost her composure at the critical moment and cried and couldn't say anything.

Ling Yang was not in a hurry either. He still stood there, as if he wanted to wait until Ye Qingxue finished crying before asking.

Just as they were at a stalemate, there was a knock on the door of the private room, and a clever young girl poked her head out, "Fairy Lingyang, the host is looking for you."

As the girl squeezed in, the purple jade pendant around her waist was exposed to everyone.

The door of the private room was open, and they saw four tall monks wearing black iron masks outside. They were from the Shadow Chasing Building, the largest intelligence organization in the entire Cangyuan Continent. Even the six sects would only make friends with them.

Ling Yang is actually related to Zhuiyinglou?

Ling Yang did not respond to the girl's enthusiasm, but remained indifferent, "I ran into some old friends and was just catching up. Is the master here?"

The girl looked at Ling Yang with a smile, "Come here, come here, the master is drinking tea with the owner of the building in the private room on the third floor."

Ling Yang's expression softened and she walked out. When she reached the door, she stopped and glanced at the curious girl. "Please put the cost of this place on my account."

The girl smiled mischievously, "How can we trouble you to spend money? We can still afford this little bit of money."

Ling Yang nodded, said no more, and walked quickly to the third floor.

The girl did not follow him. Instead, she closed the door and looked at Ye Qingluan and the others with her arms folded across her chest.

"Are you old friends of Fairy Lingyang? It's really rare that you can get close to Fairy Lingyang." She exclaimed in amazement, "This is the first time I've seen Miss Lingyang willing to stay in the same room with someone other than that adult."

Ye Qingxue couldn't help but said aggrievedly, "That's my fourth sister, so of course she likes me!"

The girl's cute face suddenly turned ferocious. "Shut up, you unruly little girl. How dare you address yourself as Fairy Lingyang's sister?"

Ye Qingluan finally spoke, her eyes were cold, "Whether my sister has rules or not, your words don't count."

The girl snorted coldly, raised her hand and shot an arrow. A cold light flashed, and Ye Qingluan judged the cultivation level of the person in front of her.

The middle stage of golden elixir.

To possess such strength at this age, both talent and resources are indispensable.

Before the cold light could get close to the crowd, it was dispersed by a gentle force. The girl, who had been extremely arrogant just now, changed her expression and immediately knelt down towards the door with a plop.

"Excuse me, my lord!"

The door opened and the four tall and strong killers from Zhuiying Building were still standing there. The girl didn't dare to look up. She lay on the ground, her thin body shaking constantly.

Private room on the third floor.

The handsome and elegant man looked at He Qingwan in embarrassment, "Sir, my daughter is willful, please forgive her this time."

He Qingwan drank a sip of tea. She didn't say anything, but glanced at Ling Yang. Ling Yang nodded and said, "Ye Qingluan will never give up. Your daughter will definitely be retaliated when she enters the competition."

The owner of Zhuiyinglou suddenly realized, "So that's it."

He Qingwan curled his lips and smiled, and the next moment, the purple jade identity card on the waist of the girl in the private room on the second floor cracked.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, stood up tremblingly, and didn't dare to look at Ye Qingluan and the others anymore. She hurriedly left with her people.