"Uncle Wu, if the young dragon is beaten, should we step in to protect it?"

"Chirp chirp!"

Yuanyuan, having finally had a good night's sleep, peeked out from Shen Shuan's clothes and looked curiously at the stage.

But after just one glance, he was terrified, "Chirp chirp chirp!"

Why are people here beating cubs?!

If we're talking about the worst, most disgusting, and most shameful thing a beast can do in the world of spirit beasts, this is it.

Upon hearing this, Shen Shu'an patted Yuan Yuan's little head, took out a spirit fruit to feed it, and explained, "Yuan Yuan, that tiger cub is a demon cultivator, not a spirit tiger."

Just as Shen Shu'an finished speaking, Jiao Rulian on the stage angrily exclaimed, "Senior brother, how can you be so shameless?!"

"If I continue attacking with this attitude, my reputation will soon be ruined!"

"Senior brother, you're already in your thirties, yet you're still acting like a child. Aren't you ashamed?"

But then, in the blink of an eye, before Jiao Rulian could finish speaking, the young tiger that had fallen on the platform leaped up in astonishing speed and instantly passed through the extremely resistant wall of water.

Its size increased hundreds of times in mid-air, and its enormous body pressed down on the serpentine face of the dragon.

Jiao Rulian was shocked. "What?" He quickly unleashed his water shield and water dragon, but they only wet the giant tiger's fur and did not harm it in the slightest.

In the end, despite Jiao Rulian's efforts to escape, he was still pinned down by Tiger Roaring Heaven.

Hu Xiaotian sat on his back, licked his fur with his paw, and laughed, "Hahahaha, junior brother, you're still too naive to know the treacherous nature of a tiger, hahahaha!"

"My senior brother's cultivation level is suppressed to be the same as yours, but his body-refining skills are truly undeniable. Are you giving him a bath with those little splashes of water?"

  

As Hu Xiaotian spoke, he turned to look at the crowd below the stage, twitched his furry ears, blinked his big eyes, and said in a cute manner, "Fellow Daoists, the Lingyu Immortal Sect's Nursing Hall is recruiting. The best choice for those who love demons!"

Jiao Rulian: "..."

Jiao Rulian's face turned red with anger, but he still had to recite his lines: "Lingyu Immortal Sect, the home of demon cultivators."

He finished reciting his lines with difficulty, then roared, "Senior brother, you idiot, get up! You fat tiger, you've crushed the dragon!"

Shen Shu'an: "...?"

Everyone: "...?"

The disciples from various sects watched the absurd scene unfold on the stage, feeling as if something had entered their minds and then flowed out smoothly.

How come watching this Lingyu Immortal Sect exhibition match was like watching nothing at all?

"This Lingyu Immortal Sect is truly cunning. They're even hiding their true strength in this exhibition match. Was it really necessary?"

The disciples of the Holy Bright Sect beside Shen Shu'an and Shen Wanqiu immediately started discussing among themselves, quite exasperated.

Shen Shu'an nodded in agreement. Not only was he hiding his true abilities, but that "Cub Technique" was also a strategy that attacked both the mind and the reputation!

If you don't take action, you'll lose face; if you do, your reputation will be ruined. It's like a toad crawling on your foot—it doesn't hurt anyone, but it's disgusting!

If the force is not properly controlled and the cubs are beaten too badly, it may arouse public sympathy and cause controversy.

Of course, this is mainly because it is a "friendly match". If they were to encounter an enemy in the real world, they would definitely go all out.

"Tsk, how disgusting! Fellow disciples, if you encounter such a move, don't hesitate to take action; we'll all understand!"

"Sigh, but Senior Sister, if it were me, I really couldn't bring myself to do it. My spirit pet is a spirit tiger!"

The monk who spoke immediately drew everyone's attention. Seeing his conflicted expression, everyone nodded in understanding.

"Alas, there's nothing we can do; most of us disciples of the Holy Bright Sect are still of pure and kind nature!"

Shen Shu'an nodded again, "Yes, yes, but fortunately, she is completely outside the attack range of this move."

If you really encounter one, and you can't beat it, join it!

Shen Shuan raised her eyes and looked at the two people on the stage who were still loudly promoting the Lingyu Immortal Sect. Heh, demon cultivators have prototypes, and so do dragons!

Moreover, she is a real little dragon baby!

After thinking it over, Shen Shuan couldn't help but smile slightly. Very good, I've learned something today.

Cai Wanli, Xie Qingshao, and others in the crowd opposite also looked silently at Shen Shuan, their faces showing solemnity.

Clearly, they had considered this point as well.

Xuan Yi, looking down at the slightly wicked smile on Shen Shu'an's lips, closed his eyes briefly.

"Uncle Wu, if Young Dragon is beaten, should we step in to protect him?"

Uncle Wu also looked troubled. "Your Highness, with the young master's strength, he shouldn't need to use this move, right?"

When Xiaolong collapses onto the stage, even if he doesn't say anything, Longyan and Xiaomei probably won't be able to hold back.

It doesn't matter if it's about saving face or not, the main thing is that the dragons can't stand this!

Shen Wanqiu sighed helplessly, looking at Shen Shuan's crooked mouth.

Well, now my sister has another trick up her sleeve to defeat her enemies.

However, she became serious and said to Shen Shu'an, "An'er, the original form of Tiger Roaring Sky probably weighs more than 10,000 jin, and its fur can greatly resist attacks."

"This person is holding back a lot in this exhibition match. If he goes all out, I'm afraid I won't be able to break through his defense."

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuan also put away her smile and nodded solemnly.

Yes, in the original story, the older sister also had a tough fight when she encountered Hu Xiaotian.

"And that dragon, Rulian, possesses formidable water control magic."

Shen Shu'an echoed, carefully recalling the opening moves of the previous spell, "Jiao Ru Sickle," which was cast instantly several times. She had hardly seen any pre-cast animation.

Without any incantations or hand gestures, the dragon, like a sickle, had already mastered its magical power and learned spells to the extreme.

As Xuan Yi descended slowly, his gaze swept over the two swords at the serpentine waist of the dragon, thinking of the dragon scale that Shen Shu'an had received a few days ago, which had been given to him by his grandmother.

"Hey, Xuan Yi, when are Uncle Yan and Uncle Chen arriving?"

The two sisters walked out of the crowd. Suddenly, Shen Shu'an thought of something and asked Xuan Yi, who had just landed, with a puzzled look.

When asked, Xuan Yi thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Chen has something to attend to, so Aunt Mei will come instead."

"They should arrive tomorrow, but they won't officially appear until the friendly match starts."

Shen Shu'an nodded knowingly; she understood.

The later they arrive, the bigger the entourage. In the past few days, none of the other sect elders and ancestors have appeared.

But just as the three were about to leave the arena, a commotion broke out ahead.

"What do you people from the Western Continent know? Do you understand the value of dragon scales? My fellow Daoist Shen is a member of the Dragon Clan!"

"Heh, so what if she's a dragon? She's only been on the path of immortality for a few months. Even if her cultivation is comparable, I don't think her combat strength can compare to that Jiao Rulian."

Upon hearing this, Shen Shu'an silently stopped and pricked up her ears.

"Tsk, fellow Daoist Wanbaozong, you're wrong about that. Our Lingyu Immortal Sect objects. Do you even know what a dragon race is, or what a true dragon is? Isn't it a simple matter of a dragon fighting a jiao?"

"Our Lingyu Immortal Sect has already decided that if we want to compete for those free spots, we'll have to wait and see what our Senior Brother Tiger does. Junior Brother Jiao is just here to broaden his horizons!"

Shen Shu'an was now certain; she thought she heard Qian Di's voice, and everyone was talking about her.

Those Lingyu Immortal Sect disciples, they actually didn't support their own contestant, but instead supported her?!

However, it is also very possible that she did this on purpose, trying to mislead everyone and lower her guard!

The three exchanged a glance and walked forward in unison.

Sure enough, it was Qian Hengduo.

He was standing in front of a betting pool, pressing all his storage bags and storage rings onto the side representing Shen Shu'an.

While pressing his seal and making his signature, Qian Hengduo engaged in a heated verbal battle with the Wanbao Sect disciple opposite him, his spittle flying everywhere.

"Bah! What do you Wanbao Sect know? What kind of discernment do you have? You judge Senior Sister Shen without even knowing her?"

"Are you all blind?!"

His words flowed like lotus blossoms, and his body exuded a scholarly aura, truly displaying the demeanor of a literary cultivator.

Shen Shu'an, Shen Wanqiu, and Xuan Yi: "???"

After not seeing him for a few days, how did Qian Hengduo develop such a refined and cultured air?

Qiao Pingsheng was standing beside Qian Hengduo, looking at him with great admiration.

He raised his hand and gently placed it on Qian Hengduo's shoulder: "Fellow Daoist, you seem to know Fellow Daoist Shen quite well?"

Qian Hengduo raised his chin, crossed his arms, and said, "Heh, how could I not know? That's my sister!"

Qiao Pingsheng: "???"

Qiao Pingsheng silently withdrew his hand. What? Shen Shu'an is your sister?

She's my sister too!