Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

When Lin Wanyu slowly placed her hand on the crystal ball, three numbers slowly appeared inside.

0010

The moment he saw this number, the elder felt his whole body tremble and looked at Lin Wanyu in front of him with disbelief.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Chu Tian looked at the elder and asked with a smile.

He naturally understood why the expression on the elder's face was so shocked, but he still asked knowingly.

The elder shook his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and quickly waved his hand.

"Nothing, nothing."

After finishing speaking, he took another deep breath and said loudly.

"Tianji Pavilion, Lin Wanyu, has been practicing for ten days, and has reached the sixth level of Transformation Strength, which meets the requirements for the rookie list!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present immediately exploded.

After practicing for ten days, his cultivation level reached the sixth level of Huajin from scratch! This is much better than the ninth level of Huajin that Mo Yu achieved in twenty days!

Everyone present looked at Lin Wanyu with shock in their eyes.

Good guy, ten days of effort is half as long as Mo Yu! But his cultivation is almost on par with Mo Yu!

Throughout the entire history of cultivation in Wuming Kingdom, it seems that no one can reach such a height!

After Lin Wanyu felt that everyone's eyes were focused on her, she couldn't help but feel a little scared. She stretched out her hand to hold Chu Tian's sleeve, showing a hint of fear.

"Master, I'm afraid."

Lin Wanyu hid behind Chu Tian and said in a slightly trembling voice.

It could be seen that she was really scared.

But Chutian can't always protect her, she must learn to face it herself.

Then he saw Chu Tian holding Lin Wanyu's hand, and then looking at her with a smile.

"Don't worry, Master is here."

Xiaoying on the side also jumped over immediately and whispered to Lin Wanyu.

"Don't worry, if any of them dares to hurt you, senior sister will send monsters to overthrow their sect."

Although Lin Wanyu was still a little scared, seeing that both Chu Tian and Xiao Ying said so, she could only nod her head.

When Mo Batian on the side saw this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he immediately walked out and stood in front of everyone.

"Everyone, the registration has been completed, let's start the next lottery process immediately!"

Mo Batian shouted loudly, seeming to be somewhat afraid that Lin Wanyu would suddenly choose to withdraw from the competition.

After all, looking at Lin Wanyu's appearance and delicate expression, it's hard not to be worried.

Then, all the contestants who participated in the rookie rankings received a small round ball, and then injected their own spiritual energy into it.

After that, all these small balls were put into a big box, waiting to be taken out by Mo Batian.

Mo Batian's idea was very simple. Through some simple cheating, Mo Yu and Lin Wanyu were arranged together in the first round.

No matter what the outcome is, they don't care who the final winner is, because they have only one mission, which is to place the [Sacrifice Seal] on Lin Wanyu's body.

Naturally, Chutian had already understood all of Mo Batian's thoughts, with a faint smile on his face, waiting for Mo Batian to start drawing lots.

Then Mo Batian waved his hand, and the box containing the balls suddenly trembled, and two balls immediately flew out.

Zhang Lai, the Blood Demon Cultist on the side, grabbed two small balls, but the next second, his face turned dark.

He glanced at Mo Batian, with a trace of embarrassment hidden in his eyes, but still gritted his teeth and spoke slowly.

"Blood Demon Cult Demon Yu, facing off against one another, Cheng Yousheng."