Peerless Little Immortal Doctor

The voice wasn't loud, but the Qi Force contained within it was enough to suppress the anger of those present.

"Elder Ye, Murong Yan actually dared to bring someone from the mundane world back to the clan. Doesn't this break the family rules?"

Murong Chan recognized it as the voice of Elder Ye.

As long as Elder Ye nodded, Murong Yan would definitely be punished.

"Miss, it's not the Third Miss's fault. This young man was seeking death and accidentally entered the clan's Domain."

Elder Ye said softly, "The Third Miss is kind-hearted; she saved him and helped him regain the will to live. Let him stay here for a lifetime."

"This..."

Murong Chan didn't know how to refute.

She was really at a loss for words.

If it were any other guardian Elder speaking up, she wouldn't feel so aggrieved.

In the clan, who doesn't know that Elder Ye always defends Murong Yan?

Previously, when she plotted against Murong Yan, Elder Ye also stepped in to protect her.

Otherwise, Murong Yan would have long been driven out of the clan's Domain; how could she possibly have such a large courtyard to live in now?

"Miss, perhaps you should focus more on your Cultivation; the new round of Kunwu Competition is coming..."

"Understood, thank you for the reminder, Elder Ye!"

Murong Chan glared at Xia Liu and then hurriedly left with Dafu.

Elder Ye was nearby, and the longer she stayed, the more infuriated she got.

Anyway, on the start of the Kunwu Competition, she had a hundred ways to embarrass Murong Yan.

"This is infuriating!"

Watching Murong Chan disappear from sight, Murong Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yan'er, Chan'er has been like this since childhood. Don't mind her, focus on Cultivation and strive to make a mark in the Kunwu Competition; that's the goal you should set."

"Elder Ye, I understand. Thank you for your help today."

Mourning Yan smiled lightly in front of Elder Ye.

No matter how angry, she couldn't shout at him.

"Hmm, you focus on your Cultivation..."

"Damned Murong Chan, don't let me catch an opportunity, or I'll beat you to the ground!"

Phoo!

Hearing Murong Yan say this, Xia Liu and Xiaowu couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at! Especially you, stopped listening to Murong Chan just now!"

Mourning Yan didn't dare to vent at Elder Ye, so of course, she had to vent on Xia Liu now.

"Third Miss, didn't you tell me to stop just now?"

"Really, Xiaowu?"

Xiaowu nodded, trying hard to suppress her laughter.

Third Miss is really amusing.

But luckily, with Xia Liu here, she didn't have to persuade her again.

"Forget it!"

Mourning Yan didn't want to vent anymore, called out, and turned to head towards the back mountain.

Ventilating her Spiritual Energy in the pond was the best way to release her anger.

...

"It's really lucky that the Third Miss didn't erupt for long this time."

Watching Murong Yan leave, Xiaowu let out a sigh of relief, not having to say the prepared words of persuasion.

"Xiaowu, what is this Kunwu Competition? It seems both the Miss and the Third Miss value it a lot."

Xia Liu was quite puzzled, feeling this should be an opportunity.

An opportunity to get closer or better understand the Murong Family.

"I've heard a bit about the Kunwu Competition. It seems to be held every fifty years, and only the core Murong Family members can participate. After winning, they can enter the Kunwu Realm to cultivate for half a year in a Great Sect over there."

Xiaowu shared what she knew about the Kunwu Competition.

"Oh? Is it the special space you mentioned?"

"Yes, it's a privilege of the Murong Family because they guard the entrance to the two worlds, so they have this qualification."

Xiaowu nodded, not holding much hope for Murong Yan.

Of course, entering the Sect in the Kunwu Realm to cultivate is naturally good.

But there are also downsides.

After all, growing up here and suddenly going somewhere else will definitely bring about all kinds of murmurs.

"It sounds fascinating. I wonder if the Third Miss has a chance?"

Xia Liu's heart was racing; he felt this was his opportunity to enter the Kunwu Realm!

If, at the moment the entrance opened, he slipped in, maybe he could enter Kunwu Realm.

"Third Miss probably doesn't have a chance. Miss Murong Chan's Cultivation is at Qi Cultivation level eleven, the Second Young Master is at the Peak of Qi Cultivation level twelve, whereas the Third Miss is only at Qi Cultivation level ten; she definitely can't win."

Xiaowu shook her head; no matter how she looked at it, Murong Yan couldn't achieve victory.

When Murong Yan first arrived here, she was determined to shine in the Kunwu Competition.

To let everyone in the clan know that her talent was exceptional, being the youngest, she could still win.

But reality made Xiaowu pragmatic.

Even with another ten years, Murong Yan couldn't surpass the Miss or Second Young Master.

"Does this mean the Third Miss has no chance at all?"

Xia Liu felt it was a pity; the benefits of going to a Great Sect in the Kunwu Realm must be immense.

Murong Yan, young as she is, could be remarkable in the future if she received better resources.

"Not completely without a chance. If the Third Miss speaks up, letting her servants challenge the opponents and win, then she'd qualify to go to the Kunwu Realm."

Xiaowu smiled self-deprecatingly: "But how could I have the ability to challenge the Miss and the Second Young Master..."

"Oh? So there's such a rule?"

Xia Liu became interested; if Murong Yan let him take the stage, he might have a chance to turn the tables.

"The Murong Family is somewhat humane; going to the Sect in the Kunwu Realm is with masters and servants together, so servants have this opportunity."

Xiaowu continued: "But unfortunately, all these years, there has not been a single instance in the Murong Family where a servant helped their master to victory."

"Alright, it sounds so exciting and thrilling. When does this Kunwu Competition start?"

Xia Liu's blood was boiling.

In these days, he must win Murong Yan's favor. As long as she gives the word, he could certainly take the stage, and if victorious, enter Kunwu Realm!

"By the looks of it, there's a month until the Kunwu Competition."

Xiaowu felt some sadness; a month's time is not enough for the Third Miss to make significant progress.

Her ambitions proclaimed over the years might not materialize.

This failure might affect her throughout her life.

After all, the Kunwu Competition is held only once every fifty years.

"Ha, there'll be a good show then, really looking forward to the Third Miss's performance!"

"Forget it, I don't know what to say anymore; I'll go cook first. You keep an eye while cleaning up a bit. Don't let the Third Miss catch you slacking, or she might hit you when she's angry."

Xiaowu kindly reminded.

"Alright, thank you for the reminder, Xiaowu."

Xia Liu nodded, then picked up a broom and headed to the designated place to sweep the fallen leaves.

Time passed in a day, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had elapsed.

Over this half a month, Xia Liu completed all the chores in the large courtyard.

Leaves swept, flowers and plants trimmed.

House repaired, stone slabs mended, performing exceptionally well…