Chapter 139: Each Fights Separately

Lu Xiangxiang thought this, then looked toward Yuan Yao and said softly, "Sixth Senior Sister, although I really want to stay with you, but at this moment I want to strive for as many points as possible. So I might have to go ahead first."

"But..."

Lu Xiangxiang interrupted Yuan Yao's words, continuing: "Sixth Senior Sister, I either do nothing, or I do my utmost to do it as well as I can!"

These words were heard by those outside the secret realm, and they all felt a favorable impression of Lu Xiangxiang. In this cultivation world, one must compete, one must strive; otherwise, one must prepare to be eliminated, crushed, and discarded.

But the next moment, Yuan Yao spoke.

"Seventh Junior Sister, do you think I will drag you down?"

Lu Xiangxiang startled, she smiled, "How could that be? Sixth Senior Sister's strength is far above mine; how could I think she would drag me down? I just feel that by separating from Sixth Senior Sister, I could have a chance to earn more points."

That statement is also not wrong.

"Seventh Junior Sister, what rank are you aiming for?" Yuan Yao gazed into her eyes.

"I just want to do my best." Lu Xiangxiang lowered her head, not speaking directly, for after saying it, people would think she was oblivious to her limits, a mere Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator daring to covet first place in the secret realm points competition.

Yuan Yao's smile was full, she reached out and patted Lu Xiangxiang's shoulder.

"Come on!"

Lu Xiangxiang startled, her gaze caught the hand resting on her shoulder, her expression dazed for a moment, she lifted her head to look at Yuan Yao.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether Yuan Yao's feelings were genuine or feigned.

In her previous life, when she joined the Carefree Sect, Yuan Yao had already passed away. Logically, she shouldn't hold too much against a dead person, but it was precisely this deceased individual who indirectly affected everyone in the Carefree Sect, causing them to regard her as a substitute.

Lu Xiangxiang gazed at Yuan Yao with a complex expression, pursing her lips.

Although Yuan Yao was innocent, she could no longer let Yuan Yao continue to block her path.

This time in the sect grand competition, she must eliminate Yuan Yao.

"Sorry." Lu Xiangxiang suddenly spoke, giving her a light smile.

Lu Xiangxiang's smile was extremely beautiful; as she looked at Yuan Yao, a hint of pity flickered in her eyes.

Perhaps only this moment counts as her sincerely speaking the sole heartfelt words to Yuan Yao from the depths of her heart?

Yuan Yao naturally noticed her abnormality; her hand slid down from Lu Xiangxiang's shoulder and then naturally grasped her hand.

Lu Xiangxiang slightly surprised raised her eyebrows.

Yuan Yao's face turned serious as she said: "From today onward, we should indeed fight separately."

No more blurring the boundaries.

Starting from when the 250 System informed her that she was the cannon fodder white moonlight in the original book, she had been half-believing, half-doubting. She dared not blindly trust this strange system, for fear that misplacing her trust in it would harm innocents.

She had been secretly observing Lu Xiangxiang all along.

Since the Wuduan Secret Realm, Lu Xiangxiang had shown some clues.

Then Lu Xiangxiang had Shiziwen purchase poison, discussing with him how to poison herself; after that, Lu Xiangxiang urged Shiziwen to steal the Tai Wu Painting Scroll.

All these matters are sufficient to prove that the 250 System's words are not false.

Lu Xiangxiang slightly furrowed her brows, feeling that some things had slipped out of her control.

Lu Xiangxiang nodded, turned to leave, but then suddenly realized something and turned her head to look at Yuan Yao.

At the moment their eyes met.

Everything around fell silent.

Lu Xiangxiang understood the emotion in Yuan Yao's eyes: coldness, rejection, icy killing intent.

At this moment Lu Xiangxiang understood everything; she had originally thought she was in control of the overall situation, but in fact her entire plan had been known to Yuan Yao.

No wonder...

No wonder that on the night the Tai Wu Painting Scroll was stolen, Yuan Yao would destroy the barrier of her own residence and rush to investigate her traces...

As it turned out, she knew everything!

Lu Xiangxiang's mind conjured Shiziwen's figure, and her chest instantly felt a great chill.

Surely Shiziwen had betrayed her!

Shiziwen must have told Yuan Yao everything!

Lu Xiangxiang suddenly laughed.

Regarding Yuan Yao's earlier remark, she also came to understand it.

— Fighting separately.

What a fine "fighting separately"!

Lu Xiangxiang stared at Yuan Yao with a blank expression, clearly realizing she could not find an opportunity to poison Yuan Yao.

Because Yuan Yao already knew her plan.

Lu Xiangxiang said meaningfully, "Sixth Senior Sister, we shall meet again."

Having said that, Lu Xiangxiang stepped away.

Yuan Yao watched her retreating back; after a moment, she also turned and left.

The two went their separate ways.

Outside the secret realm, however, no one noticed anything unusual between them.

Qian Jueshan's eyelashes twitched.

And Xu Yanzhi had paid extra attention to Lu Xiangxiang from the start; now he also sensed that something was off between Lu Xiangxiang and Yuan Yao.

Lu Xiangxiang...

Yuan Yao...

…

After Lu Xiangxiang left, she immediately relied on her memories from her past life and rushed toward a certain direction; she must, within the remaining few days, raise her rank to first place.

Thus, Yanzhi would then be able to pay more attention to her.

On the other side.

Yuan Yao also ignited her fighting spirit; she absolutely could not lose to Lu Xiangxiang!

She directly laid layer upon layer of formations along the path she took!

But she waited for two hours, and hardly anyone appeared.

Yuan Yao: "..."

She had no choice but to dispel the formation barrier, then swiftly darted forward.

Soon, she saw a blue-clad youth appear ahead; her eyes lit up, she was about to draw her sword, but the moment he turned to look at her, she quickly pressed her Phantom Spirit Sword back.

The blue-clad youth was none other than Xiao Zhufeng.

Yuan Yao's mouth twitched; how could this be such a coincidence?

She turned without hesitation and ran madly.

If she were to face Xiao Zhufeng, she would definitely be eliminated.

Xiao Zhufeng frowned, seeing her come like a gust of wind and leave like a gust of wind.

Xiao Zhufeng moved, and in the blink of an eye he appeared before Yuan Yao.

Yuan Yao's face changed in alarm; she hastily stopped and immediately turned to flee.

Xiao Zhufeng: "..."

"Friend Yuan." He had just spoken when he saw Yuan Yao running even faster.

Soon she became just a tiny black dot.

Xiao Zhufeng's brows furrowed tighter; he darted after her, hoping to intercept Yuan Yao.

But just then——

A white figure suddenly appeared, with a booming 'Boom!' a sword forced Xiao Zhufeng back.

Xiao Zhufeng retreated several steps, then lifted his head to look at the newcomer.

The youth wore the white garb exclusive to the Carefree Sect, his toes lightly touching the ground, his robes fluttering, and he held a long sword in his hand.

Only see the youth with his hair tied high in a ponytail, a pair of cold and gorgeous phoenix eyes slightly raised, lazy yet noble, his thin lips lightly pursed.

"Ying Wuji." Xiao Zhufeng's eyes shifted slightly, his heart on alert, his distinct-knuckled fingers instantly pressing onto the sword hilt.

Ying Wuji's tone was icy: "Brother Xiao, why are you entangling my little junior sister?"

Xiao Zhufeng heard this, yet gave no reply.

Meanwhile, the disciples outside the secret realm, seeing this scene, erupted in an uproar.

"It's Ying Wuji!"

"They're facing off!"

"Ying Wuji is so handsome! That line he just said was so protective, I love it!"

"I also want to be Ying Wuji's little junior sister!"

"Not to mention you, I even want to be Ying Wuji's little junior brother!"