My inner voice was revealed, and all the cannon fodder changed the plot behind my back.

Chapter 27 Qualifier Champion Prize
Ye Qingge sneered, "The people of the Qingtian Sect think too highly of our Mingyang Sect. The entire Mingyang Sect's population is probably not even comparable to the handymen in the Qingtian Sect."

She did have the idea of ​​winning the first place, but the possibility was slim. She had no confidence at all. How could the Qingtian Sect disciple in front of her believe that she could win the championship?
Jiang Luo didn't believe a word Ye Qingge said. He only picked out the words he felt were important and said, "I only believe you in the entire Mingyang Sect."

"You may not know the hidden rules of the qualifiers, but it doesn't matter, I can tell you."

Jiang Luo followed the temptation and raised his little hand to lightly tap the sword Ye Qingge still placed on his neck, "Then I think that when you say this kind of thing, you have to show some sincerity, for example, put it away Your sword."

After saying this, Ye Qingge hesitantly took back the dagger she had quickly drawn, but she did not insert the dagger back into her waist, but still held it in her hand and held it tightly.

The Mingyang Sect was so poor that it couldn't even give out the most basic storage spirit ring to every disciple. It could only pick up the ones with outstanding grades, and Ye Qingge, who was in the outer sect, was obviously not among them.

The sect didn't send it, and Nighthawk Qingge couldn't afford it even if he wanted to have it, so he could only hide as much as he could in his body that he might need.

This is the case with this short sword.

Jiang Luo naturally knew, but she didn't say anything. She just glanced at Ye Qingge's hand casually, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.

"Only the top ten in the sect competition preliminaries can qualify to enter the formal competition of the sect competition. The eliminated sects will also have the same qualifications if they challenge the top ten and win the sect. This is clearly stated. It’s a rule everyone knows.”

Jiang Luo walked forward slowly, walked to where Ye Qingge was sitting just now, and sat down, exposing his back to Ye Qingge without warning.

"But only the winner of the qualifiers will have additional rules that bind him."

Jiang Luo paused when he said this, then turned to look at Ye Qingge, "Why don't you come and sit with us?"

Ye Qingge frowned quickly, but didn't say anything. She walked forward and sat down next to Jiang Luo.

"What rules?"

When Jiang Luo saw someone approaching, he turned his head back and spoke out the information he had gained from God's perspective as a reader:
"The winner of the preliminaries will be regarded as a thorn in the side of all participating sects in the official competition."

"Everyone knows that there will be prizes for winning the qualifiers, but does anyone know what the specific prizes are? No, the news was blocked by people in the White House from the beginning. Only a few people except the White House contestants know about it."

"And I, your ally, am one of those very few."

Jiang Luo patted his chest, his face full of confidence, "The information is guaranteed to be true."

"The prize was provided by a powerful person. The White House cannot use itself as the organizer to secretly take the thing. It can only temporarily block the information and prevent everyone from knowing it, so as to prevent everyone from fighting for that thing."

"You know, no matter how you use a sword or a sword, as long as any spell requires spiritual power, there is one thing that cannot be avoided, and that is the use of spiritual roots, and the function of that prize is to provide the practitioner with another Spiritual roots.”

Ye Qingge's eyes suddenly opened wide, filled with disbelief.

To have another spiritual root on top of the original one...is this a real thing?
There has never been such a precedent in the entire Suzaku Continent.

Jiang Luo's every word was light and airy, but the impact of her words on Ye Qingge was not light. It could even be regarded as a heavy blow.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a long time before Jiang Luo heard Ye Qingge's voice again, "There has never been a person with double spiritual roots in history. I'm afraid you didn't just make it up to deceive me, right?"

Jiang Luo shrugged, "Just because you don't have it doesn't mean you can't have it." In the novel, the spiritual root provided by No. 1 in the mainland today did not fall into the Ye Qing singer.

Yes, it did not fall into the hands of the heroine, even if she won the championship.

Who took it?Of course, it was the people from the first sect in the Suzaku Continent who snatched it away. From then on, the heroine Ye Qingge and the first sect, the Chiyan Sect, became mortal enemies, and their hatred was sworn in.

Why so much hatred?Of course, it was because Ye Qingge had already fused the spiritual roots at that time, and then the Chiyan Sect forcibly pulled the spiritual roots out of Ye Qingge's body.

Ye Qingge was only one step away from death at that time. If it weren't for the heroine's aura protecting her, the huge pain caused when the spiritual root was forcibly withdrawn from her body could have killed her directly.

Although Jiang Luo was paving the way for his sect, since he was taking advantage of others, it didn't hurt to give him a warning. In the end, she couldn't stop Ye Qingge from winning the championship, so she could only say that she had a clear conscience.

"Okay." Jiang Luo turned over and stood up, "I have said everything that needs to be said. I will take the initiative to admit defeat tomorrow. Don't go to win the championship. Let the people in the White House do it. Of course, I can't stop you if you insist on going."

After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave. Ye Qingge, who had been half asleep, blocked her way and said, "But you didn't ask me to do anything. What kind of alliance is this?"

"Ah? Didn't I tell you?" Jiang Luo looked like he had just remembered. "I almost forgot. I'm telling you this just because I want you to play as an off-field aid when the Qingtian Sect challenges the White House."

"You want to challenge the White House? When did there be any off-site assistance?" Ye Qingge looked puzzled. He was confused that the Qingtian Sect would actually want to challenge the White House and when there was a rule that allowed for outside assistance.

But Jiang Luo didn't explain to her anymore, instead he just dodged and disappeared.

Ye Qingge looked at the direction she disappeared and curled her fingers.

She wants to win.

She wants to be strong.

Having dual spiritual roots will definitely make you much stronger than you are now.

She wanted to avenge her parents, and she wanted those who looked down on her to lie on the ground and look up at her like ants.
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When Jiang Luo returned to the door of Tingyu Pavilion, he found that Feng Yixuan and Long Yue had already arrived. One looked at her with his arms folded, and the other had a sneer on his lips.

Jiang Luo raised his hand to greet them, pretending to be nonchalant, "Hi, my friends who haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing? Have you found anyone?"

Feng Yixuan twitched the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

But Long Yue didn't hold back and talked to Jiang Luo first, "Hey, it seems that the matter is done, why are you so happy? It must be such a shameful thing, and you have to separate the two of us to do it?"

Jiang Luo looked at her with innocent eyes wide open, as if you could have misunderstood me so pitifully, "I really just went to find a well."

"I asked the handymen here, and they showed me all the wells. I didn't even see a trace of you on the way."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)