With Heaven-Defying Talent, I Actually Became Lu Xueqi

The first to step forward and draw lots were the disciples of Tongtian Peak.

This time, the top disciple of Tongtian Peak, Xiao Yicai, was not within the Qingyun Sect.

Therefore, the second strongest, Chang Jian, led the Tongtian Peak disciples to draw lots.

After Tongtian Peak had finished drawing, it was Longshou Peak’s turn.

Longshou Peak was led by Qi Hao, who guided the disciples to draw their numbers one by one.

Once Longshou Peak was done, it was Xiaozhu Peak’s turn.

Master Shuiyue looked toward Lu Xueqi, nodded slightly, and said softly,

“Xueqi, you go draw as well.”

Lu Xueqi replied,

“Yes, Master.”

She then stepped down from the platform to draw a number.

Once done, Lu Xueqi opened her slip and saw the number 8.

Seeing this, she nodded slightly, thinking to herself that this was not a bad number.

With her current strength, if it weren’t for fulfilling her master’s wish, winning the Seven Peaks Tournament for Xiaozhu Peak, she wouldn’t have bothered to participate in such a competition.

In her eyes, this was nothing more than child’s play. After all, with her present power, no one in the Qingyun Sect could rival her.

What surprised Lu Xueqi was that Qi Hao, whom she had once regarded with some caution, had only reached the Ninth Level of the Jade Purity Realm and had yet to break through to the Upper Purity Realm.

She had thought that with the System, Qi Hao would have risen rapidly, and couldn’t understand why he had spent an entire year just to break through one level.

After Lu Xueqi drew her lot, disciples from Fenghui Peak, Chaoyang Peak, Luoxia Peak, and other peaks also went up one after another to draw their numbers.

Once everyone had finished, Cang Song clapped his hands to quiet the crowd and asked,

“Who drew number 1?”

As soon as he spoke, Zhang Xiaofan decisively raised his hand and shouted loudly, “Uncle Cang Song, I drew number 1!”

Lu Xueqi, seeing it was Zhang Xiaofan, couldn't help but nod slightly.

In the original story, it was indeed he who drew number 1.

She had thought that with a transmigrator appearing, Zhang Xiaofan would lose that stroke of luck, yet he still ended up drawing number 1.

Zhang Xiaofan held up the number slip in his hand, and many disciples of the Qingyun Sect instantly showed expressions of envy.

Within Dazhu Peak, many of his senior brothers even gathered around him to tease and joke.

At this moment, Tian Ling’er looked at Zhang Xiaofan with extremely gentle eyes, as if trying to etch his appearance deeply into her heart.

Qi Hao, standing in the distance, saw the affection in Tian Ling’er’s expression and instantly became grim-faced.

In his mind, Tian Ling’er had always been his destined match, yet now she had fallen for Zhang Xiaofan. This infuriated him.

Qi Hao had already listed Lu Xueqi, Tian Ling’er, Wen Min, and others into his future harem and would not tolerate anyone coveting them.

He secretly resolved that he must make Zhang Xiaofan suffer and change Tian Ling’er’s mind, bringing her back into his embrace.

Lin Jingyu watched Zhang Xiaofan with a rather complicated gaze.

As a transmigrator, he retained some of the original Lin Jingyu’s memories, and his emotions toward Zhang Xiaofan, who was also an orphan, were already complicated.

But now, seeing Tian Ling’er gazing at Zhang Xiaofan with deep affection, and catching in the corner of his eye that even Lu Xueqi was looking his way, Lin Jingyu’s expression subtly darkened.

He thought, compared to the many beauties in Qingyun World, such sentiments meant little.

Moreover, he was not the original Lin Jingyu. Why should he care about such feelings?

A flicker of killing intent surfaced deep in his eyes as he stared at Zhang Xiaofan.

He knew that Zhang Xiaofan had originally been the son of destiny in this world. The protagonist.

Once Qi Hao was eliminated, Zhang Xiaofan could not be allowed to remain either. There could only be one protagonist in this world—and that was him, Lin Jingyu.

After everyone had drawn their lots, Cang Song directly announced,

“Since the draw is complete, today we begin the matches. All disciples, please proceed to your respective arenas based on your drawn numbers.”

Upon hearing Cang Song’s words, Lu Xueqi said to Master Shuiyue beside her,

“Master, I’m going now.”

Master Shuiyue nodded slightly and, after some thought, said,

“Xueqi, I’ll come watch your match as well.”

Lu Xueqi was briefly surprised but still obediently nodded,

“Yes, Master.”

Then, Lu Xueqi walked toward her designated arena, with the many Xiaozhu Peak disciples who didn’t have a match following in Master Shuiyue’s footsteps, they too wanted to witness just how powerful Lu Xueqi had become.

When Lu Xueqi arrived at her arena, she saw a disciple from Fenghui Peak already standing on the platform.

She glanced at him and found he only possessed the Fourth Level of the Jade Purity Realm.

At the same time, beneath the platform, several Fenghui Peak disciples stood nearby, ready to cheer him on.

This Fenghui Peak disciple stood on the stage, visibly excited, eagerly awaiting his opponent’s arrival.

But when Master Shuiyue of Xiaozhu Peak led a group of disciples to this arena, his expression changed slightly.

He hurriedly bowed and greeted,

“Greetings, Aunt-Master Shuiyue!”

Master Shuiyue merely nodded in response, then turned to Lu Xueqi and said,

“Xueqi, go ahead.”

Lu Xueqi nodded slightly, and with a flicker of her figure, she appeared on the arena platform.

Upon seeing that his opponent was Lu Xueqi, the disciple’s expression changed drastically.

He had originally thought it was just some junior sister from Xiaozhu Peak coming up to compete—yet he never expected that the one stepping onto the stage would be Lu Xueqi.

Although he was extremely stunned by Lu Xueqi’s beauty, he had already inquired about her from several senior brothers.

While not much information about Lu Xueqi circulated within the Qingyun Sect, the word spread from various peak masters made it clear.

Lu Xueqi was not only exceptionally beautiful but also frighteningly talented, with incredibly strong cultivation. She was one of the top contenders to win this year's championship.

Once Lu Xueqi stepped onto the stage, an elder at the Ninth Level of the Jade Purity Realm from within Qingyun Sect gave Master Shuiyue a slight nod.

Then the elder turned to look at Lu Xueqi and the disciple from Fenghui Peak, and said,

“Since both sides have arrived, let the match begin.”

The Fenghui Peak disciple bowed slightly to Lu Xueqi and said,

“Fenghui Peak’s Xu You, greetings to Senior Sister Lu.”

Lu Xueqi nodded slightly in return and replied,

“Xiaozhu Peak’s Lu Xueqi. Please guide me.”

Xu You’s expression grew solemn as he nodded.

Immediately after, he moved his right hand, and a yellowish-brown immortal sword swiftly flew forth.

The sword glimmered with earthen light, radiating a heavy and solid aura from its blade.

Once prepared, Xu You spoke softly,

“Junior Sister Lu, please.”

As his words fell, he didn’t hesitate—his right hand pointed forward.

In an instant, the immortal sword before him transformed into a streak of light, shooting straight toward Lu Xueqi.

Facing the incoming sword light, Lu Xueqi’s expression didn’t change in the slightest.

She merely raised her right hand and casually pointed forward.

In that moment, a wisp of flame surged from her fingertip.

As soon as the flame appeared, it collided head-on with the oncoming immortal sword.

Under the gaze of the crowd, a loud 'Boom!' echoed from the explosion.

That single point of flame from Lu Xueqi, the moment it clashed with the sword—

Xu You instantly felt the immortal sword connected to his divine sense suffer a terrifyingly powerful impact.

At the same time, an intense heat surged across the blade.

Then, under the stunned gazes of both Fenghui Peak and Xiaozhu Peak disciples, Xu You—along with his immortal sword—was blasted off the platform in a single strike from Lu Xueqi.

None of the Fenghui Peak or Xiaozhu Peak disciples had expected that Lu Xueqi hadn’t even used any Daoist techniques—just a casual strike, and Xu You, a Fourth Level of Jade Purity Realm cultivator, had been blasted off the platform.

They were all utterly shocked, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Lu Xueqi.

Only after a long while, accompanied by the pained groans of Xu You, did they snap out of their stupor.

Then, the elder on the platform quickly announced,

“In this match, Xiaozhu Peak’s Lu Xueqi is victorious!”

Lu Xueqi gave a light nod with both hands, and her figure flickered as she reappeared beside Master Shuiyue.

Upon seeing Lu Xueqi return, Master Shuiyue couldn't help but say softly,

“Xueqi, well done”

Lu Xueqi bowed and replied,

“It’s all thanks to Master’s guidance.”

After that, Master Shuiyue didn’t stay any longer. She led Lu Xueqi and the rest of Xiaozhu Peak’s disciples away from the area.

Only after they left did the Fenghui Peak disciples regain their composure.

They quickly ran to Xu You’s side, calling out anxiously,

“Junior Brother Xu You, are you alright?”

At that moment, Xu You felt a heavy pressure in his chest, but the intense pain from earlier had quickly faded.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he felt significantly better.

How could Xu You not know—he clearly realized that Lu Xueqi had held back during her strike.

That one blow had only blasted him off the stage. It hadn’t caused him any serious injury.

Seeing this, Xu You stood up with the support of the Fenghui Peak disciples.

Then, he turned toward the direction Lu Xueqi had departed and gave a small cupped-fist gesture of gratitude.

Finally, supported by his fellow disciples, he returned to his room to rest and recover...