Besides, since Murong Ningyue dared to do that, she would not be afraid of others' revenge. However, Murong Ningyue still looked grateful for Lu Buping's reminder: "Thank you for Elder Lu's reminder, I will pay attention to it!"

Seeing Murong Ningyue say this, Lu Buping turned around and left. Sima Xuan hurriedly followed him, but before leaving, he still told Murong Ningyue: "Ningyue, have a good rest. You will have a good meeting in the next few rounds of competitions. It depends on you whether our Tibetan Sword Sect can become famous in this competition."

No wonder Sima Xuan wanted Murong Ningyue to win the championship so much. The results of the Tibetan Sword Sect in the past few sect competitions were not ideal. Although it is a major sect that can be found in the fairy world, its results are really not worthy of their reputation every time.

This time, a genius like Murong Ningyue appeared rarely. Even Lu Buping praised Murong Ningyue, and Sima Xuan even had high hopes for Murong Ningyue.

You should know that if Murong Ningyue can really win the championship, then Sima Xuan, as the leader, will definitely receive the reward from the boss of the Extreme Immortal World, which is a very important opportunity for him.

After Lu Buping and Sima Xuan left, Murong Ningyue finally calmed down and began to concentrate on restoring the immortal power he had consumed.

Although Murong Ningyue made a big appearance and achieved amazing results, only Murong Ningyue, the person involved, knew the difficulties best.

Her fairy power and soul power have been consumed. At this time, waves of weakness surged towards Murong Ningyue, but Murong Ningyue knew that this was the best time to practice.

Resisting the strong sense of weakness, Murong Ningyue circulated her spiritual power bit by bit, and slowly generated a trace of spiritual power in the meridians after extreme emptiness.

Murong Ningyue could clearly feel that his fairy power seemed to have risen to another level, and a smile appeared on the corner of Murong Ningyue's mouth. It seemed that he could attack the seventh-grade immortal after such a few more battles.

After several hours of breathing adjustment, Murong Ningyue finally recovered. It was already the second day of the day. Murong Ningyue was about to get up to move and suddenly heard a rustling sound outside.

Murong Ningyue lives in a house specially arranged for them by the City Lord's Mansion. There are no idle people around. It's already so late. Logically speaking, everyone should be sleeping. How could there be a strange sound?

Murong Ningyue frowned. Her experience made her look alert. Listening to the sound getting closer, Murong Ningyue lay on the bed pretending to fall asleep.

"Abbot, is it really okay for us to come here like this? The Lord of Dongfang City has already issued an order. If others find out, we will die miserably!"

"Hmph! Murong Ningyue killed you Senior Brother Mingjing. We can't just swallow this tone. Besides, Kue Zhong is in your Senior Brother Mingjing's hands. I think it's probably snatched away by Murong Ningyue. Even if we can't avenge you Senior Brother Mingjing, we will still take Kue Zhong back!"

Murong Ningyue heard the conversation between the two clearly. It seemed that they should be Huiyun, the abbot of Xianfan Temple and Mingxin, the junior brother of Mingjing.
Chapter completed!