Liu Shuang paused for a moment and said, "It's always been like this since I was young. It doesn't affect anything, just a cold constitution."

Shen Qiqi was puzzled: Did the female lead have a cold constitution in the original setting? Why don't I remember?!

"Don't daydream." Liu Shuang reached out with her other empty hand and tapped her head gently, "Pay attention to the road."

Shen Qiqi could only temporarily suppress her doubts and followed behind her.

As they continued to move forward with the large group, pushing aside layers of vegetation and weeds, they walked several hundred steps in the darkness before finally arriving at a spacious open space.

There were already many young boys and girls gathered on the open space, all dressed in various colors of school uniforms representing their respective sects, full of vitality and confidence.

On all four sides of the open space were raised stone platforms, where the seniors and cultivators who didn't need to participate could sit and rest, watching the battle. The seats of the sect masters were in the center, the highest level, with a good view of the entire field with just one glance.

Whenever a team entered the open space, someone would loudly announce, "Double Horn Tower has arrived!"

"Crimson House has arrived!"

"The Red House has arrived!"

"..."

As the team from the Qingli Sect approached, the voice suddenly raised, "The Qingli Sect has arrived!"

Shen Qiqi:... Why does it feel like we've suddenly gone from a wilderness survival set to a sports event venue?!

At this moment, the team suddenly stopped, and Shen Qiqi raised her tiptoes in confusion and looked ahead. She saw several people walking towards Shen Jue from the side, seemingly striking up a conversation with him.

"Master Shen, I hope you're well!" A middle-aged man in blue robes with a goatee led a group of people and walked towards Shen Jue with a smile. His disciples behind him were also dressed in navy blue robes, each with a proud expression, standing straight.

Shen Jue still had a cold face, as if everyone around him owed him a million dollars, "Master Yue."

The man seemed accustomed to Shen Jue's unfriendly face and didn't mind, still smiling and inviting, "Master Shen, you've just arrived here, right? How about joining us and going to the observation platform to watch the battle together?"

There were a few low murmurs in the crowd.

"Who are these people from? Why do they all look so arrogant?"

"Blue and white attire, haven't seen much of it... Probably from some small sect or clan?"

"Oh, no wonder."

What was originally a normal discussion turned into a different meaning in the ears of these arrogant disciples, and their faces changed. The middle-aged man's smile also became forced, but he still tried to maintain his composure.

Shen Jue's gaze was cold and indifferent, and he refused without hesitation, "No need."

The man's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled calmly and led his team away.

After finishing her melon, Shen Qiqi pulled back her neck and casually tugged at Liu Shuang's sleeve, "Senior sister, who are those people?"

Liu Shuang, seeing her looking at her with trust in her eyes, suddenly felt mischievous and asked, "Why are you so sure that I would know?"

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