Demon King's Pampered Wife

In the blink of an eye, the time for the Faction's Small Competition had come. The mountain wind in the early morning was mixed with a sweet smell as the disciples of the Divine Profound Sect had long since been prepared to gather at the plaza of the Divine Profound Gate.

Zi Ling stood in the middle of the square with the others. Not long after, Huo Zhen led the elders and appeared on the high platform. "It seems that all of you have put in a lot of effort this month. Today, allow me and the elders to witness your progress."

As early as yesterday, the rules of the Faction's Small Competition had already been announced. Servant disciples, ordinary disciples, and elite disciples would first draw lots to compete with each other. The first 100 janitor disciples could compete with the last 100 ordinary disciples, while the first 50 ordinary disciples could compete with the last 50 elite disciples, until their rankings were determined.

Although these rules were complicated, and each disciple had to compete quite a few times, this would increase their combat experience. This way, it would be beneficial to them.

Very soon, Huo Zhen had the elders manage the drawing of lots between the service disciples, the ordinary disciples and the elite disciples.

When Zi Ling, Huang Ying, and the others drew lots in the elite disciples group, half of them would be able to get an opponent, while the ones who got drawn first would only get an empty lot. Unfortunately, the purple silk had drawn the gold, waving the nameplate in his hand towards it.

At first, Gold was eager to give it a try, but when he saw Zi Ling smile at him, he happily replied with a brilliant smile. Who would have thought that with a glance, he would see that familiar name on the nameplate.

Zhao Ting, who was standing to the side, witnessed the entire process of his cousin's change in attitude. He immediately smiled and said, "You've failed and will come again next time."

Huang Ying also laughed, "Who even boasted about it yesterday?"

Jin curled his lips, thinking of Zi Ling's violent look, he didn't want to be left with a swollen pig head. He immediately raised both his hands, "I concede."

Zi Ling smirked. "We can't admit defeat. Let's fight first." With that, she stretched out her delicate hand and directly lifted up the gold collar, walking slowly towards the competition grounds.

Gold cried out in fright, "No, no..." "Ye Ling, since our relationship is so good, you can't treat me like this."

"There is a rule in the tournament. You cannot admit defeat!" With that said, he threw him onto the stage and began preparing to attack.

Gold was not ready to give up. Once he broke away from the purple silk, he immediately turned around to escape. Who would have thought that he would be blocked by an earthen wall before he could even take two steps?

Huang Ying and Zhao Ting looked at the gold coins that were being cleaned up by Zi Ling and had a smile plastered on their faces.

"Did you notice? Ye Ling has changed the entire Divine Profound Sect. " Zhao Ting looked at his fellow sect members. Their faces were filled with their desire for victory and hope for the future.

The corner of Huang Ying's mouth curled up, looking slightly sinister, "You only knew now?" She rolled her eyes at him, then asked, "Who did you get?"

Zhao Ting placed the nameplate on his palm, "It's empty."

"Then you just have to wait. I'm going to find my opponent."

For a time, the entire plaza was in an uproar as fights broke out everywhere.

Huo Zhen and a few elders who did not participate in the competition sat on the high platform, observing each disciple's performance.

"If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe it. Look at those servant disciples with insufficient talent, they actually look like they're competing in a proper manner." Elder Lin stroked his beard and smiled as he spoke to the Sect Leader, Huo Zhen.

Huo Zhen also nodded his head, "That's why it is said that hard work is useless. With little girl Ye Ling's actions, every disciple's desire to improve has been aroused."

Elder Huang laughed heartily, "I never thought that my Mysterious God Sect would have such a day. It is truly a great pleasure."

"It has only just begun. I believe that in less than two years, my Divine Profound Sect will become a sect that is on par with the great sects such as Phoenix Mountain and Sunset Valley." Elder Lin did not doubt the rise of the Divine Profound Sect in the slightest.

Huo Zhen listened to the conversation between the elders. Although he was smiling, his heart was filled with worry.

For an entire day, the competition in the plaza of the Divine Profound Sect was held. In the evening, other than the top one hundred and fifty disciples that had emerged victorious, the rest of the service disciples and ordinary disciples had all been assigned a ranking, and of the service disciples, more than ten had defeated the ordinary disciples and advanced to the top six hundred. There was even a disciple with relatively old qualifications who had directly obtained the good results of five hundred and twelve. The competition between the top fifty ordinary disciples and the bottom fifty elite disciples had also finished. At the same time, there were two ordinary disciples who defeated the elite disciples and obtained the qualifications to be given magical beasts and medicinal pills.

As a result, the sacred status of the elite disciples began to waver in the hearts of all the service disciples and ordinary disciples. They began to believe that as long as they were willing to work hard, there would come a day where they would surpass them. The Celestial Sect of Wonders was full of fighting spirit.

The ranking of the top fifty elite disciples had already been decided, and it just so happened that this time, Zi Ling actually drew Liu Shuang Shuang.

She had long since disliked Liu Shuang, but she did not have the time to clean her up. Since this was an honorable opportunity, she would not be able to make good use of it.

Liu Shuang Shuang had gotten an empty lot and still didn't know who her opponent was. She was looking around for someone.

Holding the nameplate, Huang Ying turned his head to look at Zi Ling, only to see a strange smile on her face, "Who are you planning to plot against this time?"

Zi Ling withdrew her gaze and showed her the name plate.

Seeing the name on the nameplate, Huang Ying opened his eyes wide, "I want to go to sleep to send you back a pillow." She laughed. On the way to Qingfeng Town, Liu Shuang didn't leave them with a good impression. Even if they tricked her in the end, they wouldn't do anything to her. How could they not have a chance for revenge?

"I'll just open my eyes wide and look good. Don't show mercy tomorrow."

Zi Ling clenched her fists, "My hands have never been soft."

The two looked at each other and laughed. As long as the distant Liu Shuang Shuang didn't know that they were being plotted against.

The next morning, the plaza was still surrounded by people, including the janitor disciples and ordinary disciples who had already been assigned their places. They were all excited to watch the competition between the elite disciples.

When Huo Zhen and the elders appeared, the competition officially began. The top fifty were divided into twenty-five groups. The person who drew the empty lot saw who his opponent was.

Liu Shuang Shuang stared at Zi Ling in surprise. "Why is it you?"

Zi Ling smiled. "It's not me. I can only say that fate makes a fool out of people, and that enemies have a narrow path."

Liu Shuang knew that she was no match for the Purple Ribbon. Afraid that the Purple Ribbon would avenge her personal grudge, she immediately waved her hand at the Elder, "Elder Chen, I admit defeat."

When Elder Chen heard the approaching sound, and saw that it was Liu Shuang Shuang Shuang and Zi Ling, his expression became serious, and he said in a stern voice: "Liu Shuang Shuang, you are also a core disciple of the Divine Profound Sect, why have you not given up before? Look at all the disciples of the Divine Profound Sect, who has yet to make a move and admit defeat?"

Liu Shuang's pretty face was flushed red. Just now, she was afraid that the Purple Silk would take the opportunity to take revenge, so she didn't consider it carefully and let herself fall into a passive position.

Seeing her expression, Elder Chen's face softened a little. "The rules of the Small Competition is not to give up. Ye Ling is very powerful. If you fight against her, you'll only be able to obtain benefits and no drawbacks. "

Liu Shuang Shuang swallowed the anger that was stuck in her chest, gritting her teeth as she nodded, "Yes, Elder Chen, I understand." In his heart, he had already made up his mind. As long as he exchanged a few rounds, he would immediately pretend to be injured and lose.

Elder Chen then nodded his head and looked at Ye Ling, indicating that the two of them could begin the match.

When Elder Chen left to watch the other group fights, Zi Ling pursed her lips, "Are you that afraid of me?"

Liu Shuang's icy cold face twitched. "Ye Ling, don't think that you're invincible under the heavens just because you defeated Little Roc King. I, Liu Shuang, am not someone you can bully."

"Is that so?" The corners of Zi Ling's mouth curved even deeper, "Then, let's give it a try."

With that said, a water arrow shot towards Liu Shuang Shuang at lightning speed.

Liu Shuang had always been on guard against her. When she saw her move, she immediately stepped to the side to avoid it. Healing Mystics might not have strong attack power, but a few were able to evade the attacks easily and were unable to control them. Besides, they could recover on their own, and if the Profound Practitioners with similar strength were to encounter a Healing Mystics, it would not be easy for them to win.

However, the current strength of the Purple Silk far exceeded Liu Shuang Shuang's. When she had escaped from his first attack, he had used his spiritual sense to predict and lock onto her dodging path, then followed up with the second and third attacks.

Ah …

Liu Shuang Shuang let out a blood-curdling screech. Even after using a few evasive techniques, her arm was still injured. While she was feeling pain, she was also overwhelmed with shock. She now had a deeper understanding of the Purple Ribbon's strength.

She quickly cast healing spells on herself, then concentrated on observing the purple silk's every move.

This was also the first time Zi Ling had exchanged blows with a profound practitioner specializing in healing. It was just as they had said, she was extremely tenacious! With her current strength, not many profound practitioners could avoid her, but Liu Shuang had dodged it twice, and she had almost avoided it the last time. She had only sustained some minor injuries. However, this insignificant injury had actually been completely healed by her healing technique.

Zi Ling only pondered for a moment before launching another fierce attack. Wind blades, water arrows, and fireballs continuously flew out from her hand. She calmly stood in her original spot, calmly looking at the scattered Willow Frost.

At this moment, Liu Shuang had been forced to flee in all directions by the purple silk ribbon's forceful attacks. She had been using her recovery technique the entire time, but she was still unable to escape the fate of having her skirt cut off by the wind blades and her hair burnt by the fireballs.

No... If this continued, he would definitely be crushed to death by her. Liu Shuang Shuang clenched her teeth, ready to pretend that she was injured, but the purple silk suddenly stopped releasing its magic, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Liu Shuang Shuang.

Liu Shuang Shuang was slightly surprised, seeing Zi Ling smile at her, she suddenly threw out a punch directly at his right cheek.

"Since I can't easily hurt you, I'll torture you." Zi Ling thought to herself.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Shuang's smooth and fair cheeks turned blue, and then gradually swelled up.

Liu Shuang cried out miserably in pain, covering her face as sparks shot out from her eyes. "You …!"

Zi Ling faintly smiled. Why would she be given the chance to finish her words? Once again, he swung his fist without any mercy and hit her on the left side of her face.

Ah …

Being humiliated like this by Zi Ling in front of everyone caused Liu Shuang to be extremely furious. She shouted loudly, but actually forgot that she was a profound practitioner who specialized in healing, and without any pattern, extended her hand towards Zi Ling.

With a light flash, the purple silk easily avoided Liu Shuang's grab, and at the same time struck out at Liu Shuang Shuang's back.

Liu Shuang was hit until she staggered, almost falling to the ground to gnaw on mud.