In the Martial Arts Arena, several prodigies from various sects had already arrived.
Among them, Jiang Fan actually recognized someone.
"Junior Brother Jiang!" A charming call came through.
Jiang Fan turned his gaze, noticing it was a familiar face, Yu Peiyuan, who was exchanging words with a few elite disciples of the Heaven and Sea Pavilion.
Upon glancing at Jiang Fan approaching, she initially froze, then immediately ran over with visible delight in her eyes.
"Why are you here too?"
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Just came to take a look. Did you come together with your master, Qi Yin Master?"
Yu Peiyuan’s smile stiffened, embarrassed as she said, "My master no longer pays attention to me."
Oh?
Jiang Fan was surprised, and only then did he perceive the faint Nascent Soul aura within Yu Peiyuan, understanding the reason.
Yu Peiyuan had failed her tribulation.
Qi Yin Master had given her the sole opportunity for the tribulation, but she hadn’t succeeded in forming a Nascent Soul.
Qi Yin Master was inevitably disappointed.
"Victory isn’t constant, keep trying," Jiang Fan comforted her with a pat on the shoulder.
Yu Peiyuan sighed bitterly, "How will I have another chance?"
"It’s not easy for my master to collect an opportunity for a tribulation, and there are so many disciples under him waiting for their turn."
"It won’t come to me again; the Left Dao Nascent Soul will be the end of my life."
"It’s just a pity that I wasted Junior Brother Jiang’s blue seed and that fifth-grade Spirit Pill to enhance Nascent Soul cultivation."
She sighed deeply, a look of inextinguishable regret in her eyes.
Each opportunity for a tribulation is precious; many people go their entire lives without getting a chance.
Succeeding in trying once puts her ahead of most.
Trying again, within a few years, would hardly be considered by Qi Yin Master.
Jiang Fan pondered slightly and said, "Don’t rush, continue preparing for the tribulation."
"In the future, if there’s a chance, I’ll let you try again."
Fairy Yun Shang gained the Heavenly Fox bloodline largely thanks to Yu Peiyuan’s precious Sixth Grade Ancestor Returning Pill.
Waiting until there are leftover Sky Ascending Pills in hand, giving her one wouldn’t be too late.
Yu Peiyuan took it as mere comfort, smiling bitterly, "Thank you, Junior Brother Jiang."
"By the way, where’s your seat?"
"If it’s far back, why not join us at the Heaven and Sea Pavilion?"
Just as the words fell.
A leading disciple of the Heaven and Sea Pavilion walked over, issuing a mild reprimand:
"Junior Sister Yu, do not be disrespectful to Senior."
He was a One-Orifice Nascent Soul, naturally sensing the surging Nascent Soul Power within Jiang Fan.
Immediately, he spoke up to stop Yu Peiyuan.
Senior?
Yu Peiyuan gasped, "Junior Brother Jiang, did you succeed in your tribulation?"
Jiang Fan nodded, "By sheer luck, yes."
Yu Peiyuan felt a pang of discomfort, as the once young disciple from the Divinity Transformation Relics had now become a Nascent Soul Senior.
"Senior Tyrant."
Following close behind, Hua Wuying saw Jiang Fan and Yu Peiyuan in conversation from afar; her pretty face tightened as she approached, saying, "Senior, please take your seat."
"The exchange will begin soon."
She flashed her wristband, number nine.
Her seat was right behind Jiang Fan’s.
Jiang Fan cupped his hands toward Yu Peiyuan, "We’ll talk later."
After Hua Wuying walked away, she glanced back at Yu Peiyuan and whispered:
"Senior, you shouldn’t stay too close to Yu Peiyuan."
"She’s in league with that wicked Jiang Fan!"
Yu Peiyuan stood still, plunged into deep thought.
Talking to Jiang Fan while calling him a villain?
Hua Wuying seemed to be playing at something new.