Peerless Little Immortal Doctor

A grey shadow silently appeared in the courtyard as the voice echoed.

"Elder Ye, isn't it too early for you?"

Yawning, Murong Yan pushed the door open and stepped out.

These past few days, her mind had been filled with chaotic thoughts, making her cultivation even more intense, leaving her somewhat exhausted.

"Haha, the early bird catches the worm, a truth that remains unchanged through the ages."

Elder Ye laughed and preached.

"The early worm also gets eaten by the bird, like that guy."

Murong Yan glanced around and then pointed directly at Xia Liu.

"Yan'er, despite being young, he understands the value of hard work. I've been observing him ever since he arrived many days ago, and he does work you cannot do."

Elder Ye smiled at Xia Liu as he spoke.

Hearing this response, Xia Liu trembled slightly.

Fortunately, he had not acted rashly during this time, or Elder Ye would have surely noticed.

If that happened, he definitely wouldn't be able to enter the Morning City of the Murong Family.

What luck!

"That's true, but he doesn't have the cultivation that allows me to dominate the world."

Murmured Murong Yan proudly.

It was only in front of Elder Ye that she felt so confident, daring to boast about anything.

"Pfft!"

Xiaowu couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Murong Yan and her tenth level of Qi Cultivation, yet claiming to dominate the world...

Xia Liu remained expressionless, although he was inwardly delighted.

He couldn't wait to see Murong Yan's reaction once she witnessed his cultivation.

"Alright, it's about time. Let's head to Morning City, then."

"Hmm, I'll listen to Elder Ye."

Murong Yan adopted a serious demeanor.

They were about to go to the Kunwu Competition scene, and she had to perform well.

She wanted to astonish all the clan members!

"Young lad, since you have no cultivation, let me give you a lift."

Elder Ye took a glance at Xia Liu, smiled wryly, and said.

"Thank you, old man."

"Let's go!"

With a shift of his Divine Sense, Elder Ye released the energy of the fourteenth level of Qi Cultivation, moved his Spirit Sword, grabbed Xia Liu by the arm, and transformed into a stream of light flying towards Morning City.

Murong Yan and Xiaowu also followed suit.

Since Xiaowu's cultivation was still below the fifth level of Qi Cultivation and she possessed no Divine Sense, she had to rely on Murong Yan to fly.

Ten minutes later, the four arrived at the outskirts of Morning City.

Flying on a large scale was prohibited within Murong Morning City.

To create a good impression, neither Elder Ye nor Murong Yan used their status to fly.

Like many other clan members, they landed outside the city and entered on foot.

As soon as Elder Ye and Murong Yan appeared, they drew many glances.

Not only were the main branch clansmen surprised, but also the branch family members and some servants.

They were astonished that Murong Yan dared to participate in the Kunwu Competition.

This little sister, who had been oppressed by her elder sister Murong Chan since childhood, how could she possibly win?

Murong Yan seemed accustomed to these gazes, and she showed no reaction.

With her head held high, she walked towards the center of the city where the Kunwu Competition was being held.

During this time, several people also pointed and whispered about Xia Liu.

With his experiences, no matter how many people pointed at him, it was inconsequential.

It was no burden to him at all.

After traversing a nearly ten-mile-long avenue, the four finally arrived at the central plaza of Morning City.

Four massive pillars stood at the corners of the plaza.

Dragon and Phoenix Disk flew above them, imposing and majestic.

At this moment, a crowd had already gathered around the plaza.

However, there wasn't much noise.

As one of the candidates for this year's Kunwu Realm, Murong Yan was allowed to sit at the seat closest to the War Platform.

Alongside her were three other seats.

Only four spots were available for participants!

"Oh ho! Little sister, you actually dared to come?"

As Murong Yan sat down, a mocking voice sounded from beside her.

Murong Chan, clad in sturdy attire, leisurely arrived.

After sitting down, Dafu stood beside her like a guardian, his piercing gaze fixed forward.

Xia Liu stood behind Murong Yan, seeing Dafu's arrogant demeanor, he was extremely annoyed.

If it weren't for the location, he guaranteed Dafu would have lost a few teeth by now.

Murong Yan did not respond and quietly sat in her chair.

In front of so many clan members, it was not appropriate to erupt in anger; silence was her best strategy for now.

"Elder Ye, as you can see, she completely disregards me as her sister. If she gets hurt today, don't blame me."

Seeing Murong Yan ignore her, Murong Chan was naturally furious, but she couldn't expose too much.

"The Kunwu Competition's War Platform is inherently dangerous, and if the third lady were afraid, she wouldn't have come."

Elder Ye did not respond directly, instead reaffirming Murong Yan's determination.

"Little sister's cultivation still lacks a bit, so if she takes a slight step back, I might permit her and the servant to ascend the platform together."

Such insolence! Such insolence!

Murong Yan was already furious inside.

"Third lady, don't let her affect your mood."

Xiaowu quickly held Murong Yan's shoulder; Murong Chan was indeed cunning.

She wanted to stir up the third lady's anger before the Kunwu Competition started. Even if she went on stage, an agitated third lady would not perform well.

"Third lady, ignore what she says. I can beat her; being too arrogant will lead to her downfall!"

"You lowly servant, dare to say that again!"

Seeing Xia Liu's arrogance, Dafu snapped angrily.

"Hehe, stop boasting. Trying to disturb my composure is indirectly admitting you're afraid of me, isn't it?"

Murong Yan said accordingly.

She understood Xiaowu's and Xia Liu's intentions.

As for his claim that he could defeat Murong Chan, it was laughable, but since he spoke up for her, she'd let it slide this time.

"Little sister, you're really overestimating yourself!"

Murong Chan's ears turned slightly red.

Because many of the surrounding clan members had turned their gazes toward her.

Murong Yan's words carried some truth.

She was used to ridiculing her in the past, but today she was countered.

Annoying!

"Big sister, third sister, you're as lively as ever."

Suddenly, a teasing voice came from afar.

Soon, a tall figure carrying a long spear made a strong entrance.

"It's the second young master!"

"Second young master, Murong Wudi!"

"Look at the calm demeanor of the second young master; surely, he will take the top spot in this year's Kunwu Competition!"

"Haha, the second young master is so imposing!"

...

The appearance of Murong Wudi immediately caused a commotion in the crowd.

Drawing all eyes, Murong Wudi calmly ascended to his seat.

He was alone, never requiring servants, friends, or foes.

Utterly invincible!

Xia Liu carefully observed Murong Wudi; he seemed nearly thirty years old, robust and sturdy, hard to imagine he had two stunning sisters.

"Hmph! A pretentious guy, still far from being able to claim the first place!"

Though Murong Wudi's entrance was remarkably imposing, Murong Chan paid it no mind.

It was the instigators who were loathsome.

This grand event would only have her as the victor!

As for that ninth-level Qi Cultivation choice from the branch, Murong Chan paid no attention whatsoever…