Ling Xiaoyou glanced at Bai Shuanglian, recalling the eager expression on her face when she first learned her opponent was Su Taosheng.
‘Well, once my match is over, I’ll go cheer for Bai Shuanglian!’
‘I can also bring Miao Miaomiao and Bai Xiqing along to cheer for her. Winning or losing aside, we have to win in momentum!’
Ling Xiaoyou thought with full fighting spirit.
“What are you thinking?”
Suddenly, a warm, soft hand touched Ling Xiaoyou’s head, and Bai Shuanglian’s cool yet gentle voice came from beside her.
“I was thinking about cheering for you during your match.”
Ling Xiaoyou didn’t hide anything and explained all her thoughts.
Hearing this, Bai Shuanglian chuckled and said, “Cheering doesn’t really matter. As long as you come, I’ll be happy.”
Ling Xiaoyou nodded her little head. Under normal circumstances, she should feel touched and happy, but that wasn’t the case. She was still full of fighting spirit.
“I understand what you mean, but if I don’t cheer for you, then Su Taosheng will definitely have her sister cheering for her.”
“You two are opponents. If she has someone cheering for her while we don’t, that would be too embarrassing. So I will definitely cheer for you!”
“…You do you.”
Bai Shuanglian said helplessly.
Then, as if suddenly remembering something, Bai Shuanglian asked Ling Xiaoyou, who was about to message Miao Miaomiao and Bai Xiqing:
“By the way, has Team Leader Lin contacted you recently?”
Although Bai Shuanglian was usually with Ling Xiaoyou, if Team Leader Lin called, she would know.
But this time, Bai Shuanglian wasn’t alone; she had brought her Bai Clan siblings along. So occasionally she had things to do and wasn’t by Ling Xiaoyou’s side—like helping these younger clan members with cultivation problems.
“Mm… doesn’t seem like it.”
Ling Xiaoyou thought for a moment, shook her little head, and said:
“If she had, I would have told you for sure, Bai Shuanglian. Don’t worry.”
Bai Shuanglian nodded. She did trust that Ling Xiaoyou would tell her. But then again, Ling Xiaoyou could be a bit unreliable sometimes—too focused on certain things and forgetting others. So Bai Shuanglian had to remind her occasionally.
“But hey, Team Leader Lin not contacting us makes me feel like something bad is about to happen.”
Ling Xiaoyou sighed lightly, not knowing what she was thinking.
Bai Shuanglian immediately understood.
“You mean the random explosions in the city these past few days?”
“Mm.”
Ling Xiaoyou nodded.
“The news says it’s gas leaks causing the explosions, but that’s clearly off. I suspect it might be the work of demons.”
“That’s very possible.”
Bai Shuanglian agreed.
“But not only that—have you noticed something, Ling Xiaoyou?”
“Huh? What?”
Ling Xiaoyou tilted her head in confusion and looked at Bai Shuanglian.
“Elder Li Xueman, Elder Fawen of Ghost Temple, the Wang Clan’s… and recently our Bai Clan’s Grandma Qiuyin, plus a few elders from your Ghostly Resentment Office…”
Bai Shuanglian listed several names, all of whom were powerful cultivators and also the leaders of the various factions participating in this Xuantian Martial Tournament.
Ling Xiaoyou grew more puzzled, not understanding why Bai Shuanglian mentioned them.
Seeing Ling Xiaoyou’s bewildered expression, Bai Shuanglian rubbed her head.
“Their recent whereabouts have been unstable. They often disappear for long periods. I suspect it might be because of these demons.”
Ling Xiaoyou was stunned, then seemed to understand.
“You mean the pursuit of demons has been intensified again, to the point where they’ve requested the help of these powerful cultivators?”
“If I’m not mistaken, that should be the case.”
Bai Shuanglian nodded.
“If those demons go crazy and cause trouble, the Regulatory Division alone can’t stop them. So they’ve asked these experts for help.”
Ling Xiaoyou pondered Bai Shuanglian’s guess. If the explosions really were caused by demons, that meant the Division couldn’t prevent them, so asking for help from powerful cultivators was inevitable.
The recent disappearances of these leaders and the gradually decreasing explosions proved it.
Thinking this, Ling Xiaoyou looked out the window at the clear afternoon sky. She felt as if dark clouds were gathering under the sunlight.
She sighed.
“The wind is rising before the storm. I hope this Xuantian Martial Tournament can finish smoothly.”
Ling Xiaoyou hadn’t forgotten her system mission to place in the top three of the tournament. She was already guaranteed a top-three spot, but if the tournament were forced to end and the system didn’t recognize it because the competition was canceled…
Then she’d be in trouble!
“It’s fine. With so many experts stepping in, things should be resolved smoothly.”
Seeing Ling Xiaoyou’s worried look, Bai Shuanglian patted her head reassuringly.
“Mm, I hope so.”
Ling Xiaoyou nodded and rubbed against Bai Shuanglian’s palm.
‘It should be fine… right?’
After all, what Bai Shuanglian said made sense.
What Ling Xiaoyou didn’t know was that by this time tomorrow, she would think Bai Shuanglian was a jinx.
Time passed quickly, and soon it was the next day.
Today was the day of the finals, so Ling Xiaoyou woke up very early.
After waking Bai Shuanglian, she washed up, changed, then went downstairs to the restaurant for breakfast.
Then, instead of wandering around to kill time, they went directly to the Xuantian Martial Tournament venue.
This final wasn’t like the previous battles in a small space. Instead, it would be fought directly in the arena, watched by countless spectators!
Thinking this, Ling Xiaoyou and Bai Shuanglian sat in the audience, glancing at the platform and imagining the moment when countless eyes would be on her.
‘Hmm, not great.’
Ling Xiaoyou rubbed her face in frustration. She really didn’t like fighting under scrutiny—it always felt like she was being treated as a monkey in a show.
But there was no help for it. Such competitions always had this kind of segment. Besides, the previous matches had also been watched by the audience; it’s just that back then she couldn’t see them, while they could see her.
‘Well, I’ll just treat them as cabbages and carrots. Don’t mind them, don’t mind them.’
As Ling Xiaoyou was thinking this, she noticed two figures approaching them from the side.
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