Chapter 120: Chapter 120: First Move of the Fight: Burp

"Junior Sister, just do your best in this competition. It doesn’t matter as long as you don’t come in dead last."

Not far from Lu Wu, a gentle-looking senior brother was comforting his nervous junior sister—or at least, *he* thought she was nervous.

In Lu Wu’s eyes, the junior sister was perfectly calm.

Standing in the crowd with a sword in hand, she was as cold as ice and proud as snow, exuding the aura of a supreme ruler.

’The main heroine herself has arrived.’

’And every great female lead has to have some malicious male side characters, like that senior brother, for example.’

’He was supposedly comforting her, saying it was fine if she lost, but in reality, he was just adding fuel to the fire.’

’He was already assuming she wasn’t good enough before the fight even started, constantly manipulating her with his words. He fit the malicious male side character trope to a T.’

’As for his goal...’

Lost in her brainstorming, Lu Wu didn’t look away. The woman, having been stared at for too long, followed the line of sight and saw Lu Wu with an inscrutable smile on her face.

"Hello."

Lu Wu quickly offered a greeting. The woman was taken aback for a moment, her eyes holding a trace of confusion as if asking who she was, but she still nodded politely at Lu Wu.

Satisfied, Lu Wu went back to scouting for other potential protagonist candidates.

Meanwhile, Qin Zhan—a protagonist with a classic Long Aotian starting template—stood on the sidelines, watching Boss Lu flirt with this person and that.

Qin Zhan, who had no desire to become the male lead and only wanted to hold tight to his identity as Tool Person Number One, felt a great sense of crisis.

’Did I do something wrong to disappoint Boss Lu?’

’My skills as a tool person must not be up to snuff.’

’No, I have to perform better and secure my spot as Number One. I don’t care if there are three or four tool people below me, or even thirty or forty.’

’Number One is the most special one.’

"Boss Lu, the competition is going to last all day. Here are some fruits for you to snack on."

He took out some rare Spirit Fruits and handed them to Lu Wu. Qin Zhan was already thinking that the next time he returned to the Sect, he should get some of its specialty products to give to Boss Lu to help her recuperate.

One bite of the Spirit Fruit, which was brimming with Spiritual Energy, made Lu Wu’s heart bloom with joy.

Over in the Holy Sword Sect’s area, the disciples could only watch as their own senior brother fawned over Boss Lu like a complete simp. It was too cringey to watch.

’How infuriating!’

’Our senior brother is completely disgracing the Holy Sword Sect! What will outsiders think of our Sect?’

’Move aside and let me bear this humiliation instead!’

’This is maddening! Why can’t that be us in his spot?’

’Boss Lu, you’re already keeping two dogs. Why not... keep a few more?’

’We’re definitely not in it for the pancakes. We just purely want to be your dogs. And if not dogs, we could be birds!’

CHIRP?

Huohuo hopped onto Lu Wu’s head to get a better vantage point, using its beady little eyes to search for the source of the chilling gazes.

’Some vile peasant wants to harm this bird! This bird will not allow it!’

BOOM!

The sound of a massive Spell exploding rang out from the high stage. Anyone who could get up there was the real deal.

This was already the tenth match, and even the disciples with the lowest cultivation were at the Golden Core Early Stage.

’An Early-stage Foundation Establishment little cultivator like Lu Wu would probably be cleared out like a roadside minion in the crossfire if she went up there.’

’The kind that doesn’t even count as a kill.’

Sword Cultivators, Array Cultivators, Talisman Cultivators, Poison Cultivators...

Disciples from every path were on the arena stage, showing off their abilities to their heart’s content.

Spells flashed, and Lu Wu’s eyes streamed with tears.

Not because she was moved, but because the bright lights were stinging her eyes.

’A mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator is too fragile for this.’

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and sat up straight. Zhang Yue was up in the next match.

The young woman was very busy; she even had Lou Xiaotian buy her pancakes for her. And though she was about to go on stage, she was still squatting in a corner, munching away.

On the stage, the referee announcing the match results looked back at Zhang Yue, who looked like a little hamster, and tried to give her a meaningful look, urging her to mind her public image.

’Why do the Ghost Sect disciples always do such uncivilized things?’

"Almo’ dere, be ri’ dere,"

Zhang Yue mumbled, swallowing the pancake in her mouth.

Only when her opponent was already on the stage did she pop the last bite of pancake into her mouth, wipe the crumbs from the corners of her lips, and walk into the arena.

"I am a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect. I look forward to this match."

The Beast Taming Sect versus the Ghost Sect. This was the first evenly matched duel since the competition began.

"Hello, I’m... HIC!"

Zhang Yue, having wolfed down four or five pancakes in one go, was a little stuffed. She wanted to be polite, but her mouth wouldn’t cooperate.

A long burp escaped her lips.

A light breeze carried the lingering aroma of pancakes from Zhang Yue right into her opponent’s face.

The disciple from the Beast Taming Sect’s face darkened as he heard that arrogant-sounding burp.

’A provocation. This is definitely a provocation!’

In contrast, some audience members near the stage couldn’t help but swallow.

"I was just watching her. I just have one question: where can I buy those pancakes? They smell so damn good, it’s making me hungry."

The spectator rubbed his stomach, a miserable look on his face.

’Sitting up here in the front row, not only do you risk getting hit by the aftershocks of the duels, you also have to endure someone else’s mukbang.’

’Do we have it easy?’

’Compensation!’

’At least the price of two pancakes!’

"Those are the pancakes sold by Boss Lu."

A voice drifted up from behind the spectator. He turned his head and saw a guy furtively stuffing a small card into his hand.

On it were two large words: "Bun Sect".

On the back was the Bun Sect’s slogan: Across heaven and earth, only our Bun Sect shall endure.

"Brother, our Sect Hierarch is Boss Lu. Join us, and you can eat Innocent Little Meat Buns, Die-for-My-Love Pork Knuckles, Heart-Chilling ice powder, Night Fragrance skewers, and the fruit-filled crepes Boss Lu is selling right now."

"Let me tell you, our Bun Sect also gets randomly-spawning perks from Boss Lu..."

The Bun Sect member, working hard on his sales pitch and getting carried away bragging about how delicious Lu Wu’s food was, didn’t notice the other spectators nearby. They all pretended not to care, but they were sneakily exchanging glances.

"So, you want to join?"

The disciple, his mouth dry from talking so much, looked at the spectator with anticipation.

"I’ll join! If he won’t, I will!"

A middle-aged woman from the next seat dabbed at the tears of envy on her lips with a handkerchief, her voice firm and resolute.

"Who said I wasn’t joining?"

The guy, who had been hesitating just a moment before, immediately clicked the registration link without another word.

"Me too, me too!"

A whole crowd of people chimed in.

Having instantly met his recruitment quota for the month, the disciple cast a look of deep reverence in Lu Wu’s direction.

’Sect Hierarch, may your light shine upon even more people.’

’Wherever your radiance touches shall become the domain of our sect’s disciples. The Bun Sect will last for all eternity!’

And now, with that commercial break over, back to our feature presentation.

Back on the stage, the Beast Taming Sect disciple, feeling that he had been mocked, made the first move. With a wave of his hand, two demon beasts appeared.

One was a Tiger Beast, the other an Eagle Beast.

He had the land and sky covered. With every advantage on his side, he wanted to see just how his opponent planned to defeat him.

The corners of the Beast Taming Sect disciple’s mouth curled up in a smirk so smug it could have taken flight.

High in the sky, the Eagle Beast circled.

Its enormous body blotted out the sun, casting a vast shadow below.

As a master of the skies, the Eagle Beast shrieked, its hook-like talons a clear threat to its enemy.

It was a majestic sight.

But that majesty didn’t last two seconds before its feathers bristled all over its body and it nearly fell out of the sky.

"CHIRP CHIRP!"

Huohuo was not having it. Its beady eyes locked onto the Eagle Beast as it let out a cry.

’She was the true master of the sky! How dare this puny Eagle Beast try to lord it over her and make Xiao Wuwu look up at it?’

’The audacity!’

’I’m gonna wreck it.’

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