With Heaven-Defying Talent, I Actually Became Lu Xueqi

After Lu Xueqi's battle with Xu You of Fenghui Peak, her strength swiftly spread throughout the Qingyun Sect.

All the disciples had heard.

Lu Xueqi hadn't used any spells, nor had she summoned her immortal sword. With just a casual strike, she had sent a Fourth Level of Jade Purity Realm disciple from Fenghui Peak flying off the platform.

The rumor grew more and more exaggerated as it spread.

Originally, in the hearts of many disciples, although Lu Xueqi was a strong contender for the championship, she was still considered a notch below Qi Hao.

However, after today's display, the scales of victory in many minds subtly tipped toward her.

At the same time, Qi Hao also had a match.

But his performance was far less dazzling than Lu Xueqi’s.

Although he too defeated his opponent in a single strike, he had used the Ice Immortal Sword during the attack.

Compared to Lu Xueqi, who had knocked a Fourth Level of Jade Purity Realm expert off the platform bare-handed, Qi Hao indeed seemed inferior.

Lu Xueqi, however, paid no mind to the gossip circulating within Qingyun Sect.

After her match, she watched one or two of her fellow Xiaozhu Peak disciples’ bouts before returning to her room to rest.

That day, besides the outstanding performances of Lu Xueqi and Qi Hao, Lin Jingyu and Tian Ling’er had also been astonishing.

They had displayed powerful Daoist arts, swiftly defeating their opponents, and their reputations spread as well.

In contrast, Zhang Xiaofan of Dazhu Peak had garnered a rather poor reputation.

To most disciples of the Qingyun Sect, his advancement was purely due to luck.

Night deepened, and the moon hung like a hook in the sky.

Silver light bathed all of Tongtian Peak.

As the day's noise faded, Tongtian Peak gradually fell silent.

Lu Xueqi slowly walked to the cold pool of clear water beside Tongtian Peak.

Though outwardly admiring the scenery, her mind was immersed in the Myriad Worlds Chat Group.

Originally, she hadn’t planned to go out that night.

But under the requests of Huang Rong, Xiaolongnü, and others who wanted to see Tongtian Peak's night view, Lu Xueqi had stepped out of her room and come to the edge of the cold pool.

As she quietly enjoyed the night, a figure suddenly appeared in the distance, slowly walking over.

Lu Xueqi was slightly startled.

She wondered, ‘Who could be wandering around outside at such a late hour?’

However, she didn’t speak up. Her figure flickered and she hid in a dark spot, observing the movements ahead.

Just as she concealed herself, she saw Qi Hao walking over from a corner of the Tongtian Peak plaza with a gloomy expression.

As he walked, he frequently looked around, as if searching for someone.

This puzzled Lu Xueqi. Who had Qi Hao arranged to meet, and what were they planning to discuss?

After Qi Hao reached the cold pool, he stood still and waited.

After a while, Lu Xueqi’s expression changed slightly.

She noticed another figure approaching from a different direction.

Looking closely, she realized it was a woman.

Lu Xueqi speculated silently.

“Who is this? Could it be a senior or junior sister from Xiaozhu Peak? Could Qi Hao be involved with someone from our peak?”

But as the figure approached, Lu Xueqi was startled to find that it wasn’t a disciple of Xiaozhu Peak—it was Tian Ling’er of Dazhu Peak.

At this moment, Tian Ling’er was dressed in a bright red outfit, looking youthful and lively.

However, Lu Xueqi keenly detected a hint of sorrow in her eyes, which surprised her, though she didn’t dwell on it.

As soon as Tian Ling’er arrived, Qi Hao’s expression shifted dramatically, revealing a look of joy.

He quickly walked up to her.

After they met, Qi Hao said something to Tian Ling’er.

Due to the distance, Lu Xueqi couldn’t hear the details.

However, as their conversation went on, Qi Hao’s face grew increasingly unpleasant, while Tian Ling’er coldly stared at him, her eyes devoid of affection.

Lu Xueqi was stunned.

She didn’t understand what was happening.

In the original flow of this world, didn’t Tian Ling’er like Qi Hao?

Earlier that day, when she noticed how Tian Ling’er looked at Zhang Xiaofan, she’d sensed that something in this world might have changed—though at the time, she’d brushed it off.

But now it was clear. Something had gone wrong between Tian Ling’er and Qi Hao.

Just as Lu Xueqi was watching the two of them, she keenly sensed another figure approaching from Qi Hao’s direction.

At the same time, another disciple with an ordinary appearance emerged from the shadows nearby.

He stared intently at Tian Ling’er.

When Lu Xueqi looked closely, she was shocked to realize—it was none other than Zhang Xiaofan, who had drawn Lot Number 1 in today’s Seven Peaks Tournament.

And approaching from the other direction—was Lin Jingyu of Longshou Peak.

In the span of one night, Lin Jingyu, Zhang Xiaofan, Qi Hao, and Tian Ling’er had all appeared.

Such a lively scene left Lu Xueqi rather surprised.

At the same time, the chat group was abuzz with discussion.

Huang Rong: “Eh? What’s going on here? Why do I feel that the relationship between Tian Ling’er and Qi Hao isn’t as close as the original novel described?”

Lu Yu: “Indeed. I didn’t sense a trace of affection in Tian Ling’er’s eyes or actions toward Qi Hao. In fact, I even felt she harbored some resentment toward him. What’s going on?”

Xiao Yan: “I used to think it was just me imagining things, but it turns out you all felt the same? Could it be that Miss Lu’s world has undergone some changes again?

Maybe because Qi Hao is a transmigrator, his entire aura has shifted, and Tian Ling’er no longer likes him. That might explain why the plot has changed.”

Xiaolongnü: “I think Xiao Yan is right. What world remains unchanging?

For example, in my own world, I didn’t leave the Ancient Tomb with Guo’er, so our story deviated from the original as well.”

Lu Xueqi: “Fellow group members, what’s even more interesting this time is that not only are Qi Hao and Tian Ling’er here, but even Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan have shown up.”

Lu Yu: “Zhang Xiaofan being here doesn’t surprise me.

According to the original novel, when Tian Ling’er and Qi Hao met, Zhang Xiaofan also witnessed the scene by the cold pool. So his presence here makes perfect sense.

But Lin Jingyu being here is much more intriguing. I’m even more convinced now that Lin Jingyu is likely a transmigrator.”

Xiao Yan: “I agree. Lin Jingyu’s appearance is too untimely. It’s as if he’s been watching Qi Hao all along.”

Lu Xueqi: “Exactly. Based on my assumptions, if Qi Hao really is a transmigrator with a system, his strength should have progressed rapidly.

But after a year, his cultivation has only improved from the Eighth Level of Jade Purity Realm to the Ninth, and he still hasn’t broken into the Upper Purity Realm.

On the other hand, Lin Jingyu has already reached the Eighth Level and is about to break through to the Ninth. That surprised me.”

Xiao Yan: “Do you think Lin Jingyu might have already discovered Qi Hao is a transmigrator? And since he’s also a transmigrator, they’ve developed hostility toward each other, keeping an eye on one another and preventing the other from growing too fast?”

Lu Yu: “That’s actually quite possible.”

Huang Rong: “Let’s not talk about those two anymore. It’s already confirmed that Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu are transmigrators. As long as Sister Xueqi stays alert, that’s enough.

But today’s battle between Sister Xueqi and that Fenghui Peak disciple was quite spectacular.

With just one strike, Sister Xueqi sent him flying off the platform. That kind of strength is terrifying.”

Zhang Sanfeng: “Indeed. Miss Lu’s strike not only blasted Xu You from Fenghui Peak off the stage, but it only caused superficial injuries—not even significant internal damage. That level of control is extremely rare.”

Lu Xueqi: “That’s simply because the gap in our strength was too vast. With my current cultivation, participating in the Seven Peaks Tournament feels like bullying my fellow senior and junior brothers.”

Lu Yu: “True enough. With your current strength, even the peak masters might not be your match. As for these disciples, they pose no threat to you at all.”

While Lu Xueqi was chatting with the group members, Qi Hao and Tian Ling’er’s conversation seemed to break down completely.

The two of them suddenly began quarreling.

Lu Xueqi quickly shifted her attention away from the chat group and looked ahead.

At that moment, both of them were flushed with anger, staring each other down as if a deep grudge existed between them.

Qi Hao’s entire body surged with spiritual energy, as though he was about to make a move against Tian Ling’er.

Zhang Xiaofan, hidden in the shadows, instantly raised his spiritual energy, preparing to step in and protect his senior sister.

But someone acted faster.

Suddenly, Lin Jingyu’s voice rang out clearly.

“Senior Brother Qi, what are you doing here? And what’s going on between you two?”

As he spoke, Lin Jingyu walked out calmly, his gaze locked firmly on Qi Hao, filled with unmistakable hostility.

Upon hearing Lin Jingyu’s voice, Qi Hao’s expression changed dramatically.