After these days of cultivation, Murong Ningyue's cultivation level has been greatly improved and she is basically about to reach the level of a spiritual master.

But no one knows what will happen during the game, so Murong Ningyue chose to hide her strength very wisely. It is very dangerous to expose her strength too early.

The two returned to the registration place again. This time, before Murong Yushuang could wake up Uncle Chen, Murong Ningyue went up directly.

"Hey, get up, I want to sign up." Murong Ningyue slapped the table hard and shouted, and the table immediately made a thud sound, as if it was almost slapped.

"Ah, what!" Uncle Chen was frightened and stood up and looked around in a panic. Then he saw Murong Ningyue with a cold face looking at him with a terrible look, and his heart suddenly became thrilled.

"I want to register." Murong Ningyue repeated it again, and then added, "I have passed the test, pass the exam, register for me quickly."

"Uncle Chen, please register with my seventh sister." Murong Yushuang also urged.

"You are lucky, and the competition will be officially held in three days." Uncle Chen said with some dissatisfaction, then sat down and registered for Murong Ningyue.

Seeing that Mr. Chen had finished registering, Murong Ningyue turned around and left. There were three days left. She had to sort out herself well, and she must win the first place, slap the Murong family in the face, and by the way, see what was in the reward.

"Seventh Sister, where are you going?" Murong Yushuang quickly followed Murong Ningyue's footsteps and asked.

"Go back, go back and practice in seclusion." Murong Ningyue finished speaking simply, then accelerated her pace and went back. Murong Yushuang stopped when she heard this, then turned around and went back to her yard.

Murong Ningyue returned to the room and soon entered the state of cultivation. After entering into meditation, the spiritual power in her body began to run at high speed. Not long after, it broke through the barrier and entered the eighth section of the Spirit Scholar.

Considering that he advanced quickly and had unstable foundations, Murong Ningyue slowed down the speed of spiritual power and slowly consolidated the foundation of the eighth stage.

On the other side, in a room in Murong Mansion, Murong Lingxue and Murong Yaqin were discussing something.

"Damn it, it's all that little bitch Murong Ningyue, otherwise we wouldn't have made it like this." Murong Lingxue said angrily, with his face full of hatred for Murong Ningyue.

"Last time I was injured by that waste pet. Fortunately, I had the pills we obtained from auction, so now it's almost gone." Murong Yaqin hated the baby for what they did.

That's right, at the last auction at Dingtian Auction that caused a sensation in the capital, the last three Ningyuan Dans were auctioned by anonymous guest room No. 3, namely Murong Lingxue and the others.

Of course, Murong Lingxue and the other two would not let go of the eighth-grade Ningyuan Dan, but in order to prevent them from falling into Ximen Boming's hands, they came up with this solution in secret, and now it just came in handy.

"Hmph, it's better not to let me catch the opportunity, otherwise I will make the waste peel off." Murong Yaqin said viciously, her face full of viciousness.

"Look soon, we must deal with that dead waste." Murong Lingxue also had a sinister look on her face, as if she had seen the scene where Murong Ningyue was taught a lesson by them in her eyes.

"Miss Three and Four." At this time, a little maid knocked on the door and said softly.
Chapter completed!