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The youth tightly hugged the girl's bloodied body. With his hands covered in blood, he gave a deep look at the young girl who was brought down from the stage to cry, before turning around and leaving with a gloomy expression.

At the edge of the high platform, a man dressed in a white robe stood facing the wind. His clothes fluttered in the wind, and the hibiscus was painted.

The man's gaze followed the youth's back as it zigzagged away. His gaze was still, as if he had been alone and cold for tens of thousands of years, yet it was clear like ice, crystal clear and pure.

After Sect Leader finished sighing, he lowered his eyes and inadvertently saw this scene. He leisurely stroked his beard and asked with a smile, "Junior brother, do you have a favorite disciple?"

The white robed man's clothes fluttered in the wind, his black hair fluttering behind him. He spoke with a calm tone, as if he had seen through the world with his clear and complicated eyes, "I have."

These two simple words caused the Sect Leader's expression to change a bit. He had never taken in a disciple in the past thousand years … was his junior brother going to take in a disciple?

He couldn't help but be curious. Just which junior disciple would make his peerlessly talented junior brother want to accept a disciple?

"Was it one of them?"

The man didn't answer him. His figure went against the wind and disappeared in a few blinks of an eye.

The Sect Leader smiled to himself. His junior brother was still as taciturn as before. How could he spoil his disciple's misfortune by teaching him so much? Sniff, sniff, sniff ~ ~

Gu Hua Wei woke up in the tranquil night. The pain from her entire body told her that she had suffered quite a bit, and the familiar thatched roof above her head gave her a sense of security.

She was a person who didn't really care about winning or losing. She cared too much only about herself, so she would always take revenge. Perhaps both sides would suffer, so what about it?

"You're awake?" Li Xiaoming pushed open the door with his swollen eyes, and saw a hint of surprise and joy flash across Gu Hua's eyes. It really couldn't have been better for her to wake up.

Lady Gu smiled faintly at the foolishly smiling youth and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's already three days later." Li Xiaoming sat down on the low stool in front of the chuang with the porridge in his hand and complained, "If you don't wake up soon, you will starve to death."

Gu Hua laughed lightly. "No matter what, I have to be a dead stuffed animal."

"Eat." Li Xiaoming didn't say anything more. He scooped up a spoonful of porridge and slowly fed it into Gu Hua Wei's mouth. His pitch-black eyes watched as Lady Gu slowly swallowed the food she cooked without moving an inch. He felt indescribably happy.

Gu Hua quietly watched this youth who no longer had a tender youth. A little warmth spread from her heart to her entire body. Even though the porridge in her mouth was breaking her heart, she still had to give her little friend some face.

With great difficulty, Gu Hua Wei had finished a whole bowl of love porridge. Finally feeling alive, Li Xiaoming went over to clean up the dishes and asked, "Did I miss something?"

Li Xiaoming's hand that was holding the bowl went stiff. The last thing the youth would do was lie to her. He braced himself and said, "The competition is over."

Gu Hua Wei was not surprised at all: "Who's in first place? New Deer City? "

Li Xiaoming's gaze dimmed a little as he clenched his fists in frustration. He looked into Gu Shenwei's eyes and said, "I definitely won't lose to him next time!"

Li Xiaoming took second place as expected. Miss Gu reached out from under the blanket and clenched his fists as well. "All the best!"

Li Xiaoming's eyes lit up with a smile as he nodded. Next time, he would definitely not lose.

"Who's third?" Gu Hua asked as she hesitated.

Li Xiaoming was silent for a long time. Finally, he said through gritted teeth, "Yun Ying!"

Thus, even Yuhan was defeated by such a scheming bitch.

This girl, she was definitely going to die.

Gu Hua thought for a while, then quickly fell asleep due to the feeling of tiredness. Li Xiaoming quietly watched her face for a while, then lightly closed the door and quietly left.

The countless wounds on her body couldn't be easily healed even with the spiritual energy filled lake water. Her fair and tender body still had pink scars that fell off one after another, shallow, but they covered her entire back, shocking her to the core. If she didn't have the recovery ability of the lake water, the scars on her body would probably follow her for the rest of her life.

When she could move, Li Xiaoming was driven back to Hidden Cloud Peak to cultivate. On the days of injury, he would quietly lie on the bed every day to absorb spiritual energy, making his life more peaceful and beautiful. When he was alone, there was an indescribable sense of peace and quiet.

After the competition, they heard that the Qingfeng Outer Sect Disciple, Lu Cheng, had already been accepted by the Peak Master of Qingshan Peak as his last disciple. It was said that he was Lin Qingshan's most talented disciple.

Li Xiaoming was still young, but the Sect Master also seemed to value him the most, with the intention of nurturing the next Sect Master. Li Xiaoming did not have the time to visit her at the Jade Bamboo Peak, but Miss Gu also did not feel bored, so he slowly established his strength and prepared to break through to the first level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

As for whether she had noticed that she was fighting with her life, she did not know. At the very least, no one would come knocking on her door if she hadn't gone to irrigate the medicinal field for half a month.

Pushing open the door, she welcomed the new day. The brightest morning sunlight, the lush green medicinal fields, and the sparkling and translucent wandering streams all gave her a feeling that she was truly revived.

It was damn good to be alive.

An outer disciple of Jade Bamboo Peak, who was weeding the fields, saw her and gave her an ingratiating smile. "Junior Sister Gu, are you alright?"

Gu Hua nodded slightly. "Much better."

"That's good." That outer sect disciple looked at her with envy: "When you were injured, the Peak Master had already said that if you recovered, then he would go to the main hall to see you. I heard that he had something he wanted to tell you."

Seemingly knowing that it was about Gu Hua Wei already having another way out, the outer sect disciple's voice was full of flattery, "Junior Sister is really overreacting, congratulations, congratulations."

Gu Hua lightly nodded her head. Only now did she know that she was a good-for-nothing, but there were still people who were interested in her.

This meant that she, Gu Hua Wei, was about to be given a task to rely on. Things shouldn't be too good right?