Falling in Love to Escape the Original Book Plot [BL]-Chapter 387: Rigged Draw

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On the fourth day, Shen Xu and Zhen Yuan left their portable cave and prepared to head to the challenge venue.

The venue was the sect’s third square.

From what the two knew, the square had a seating capacity of more than twenty thousand and was often used for competitions.

"The Xuanyuan siblings really went out of their way." Shen Xu muttered, but soon chuckled.

"What’s the matter?" Zhen Yuan asked.

[They arranged such a venue, probably wanting to embarrass us in front of the entire sect. What do you think will happen when we win the challenges?] The double said with an expectant expression.

[Shall we arrange someone to record the challenges?]

[Why didn’t I think of that?] Shen Xu exclaimed happily.

Soon after, the two entered the shop and found hundreds of people waiting for them.

"You are cutting it close." Luo Jianfeng stated, looking at the two.

"We just need to get there on time." The double said and shrugged with a careless expression.

"Why are there so many people?" He continued.

Luo Jianfeng almost rolled his eyes when he heard the question.

"They are worried you won’t come back, so they want to stock up on wine." He said, and Shen Xu burst into laughter.

However, he didn’t care.

Since business was there, he didn’t plan to give up on the spirit stones.

With that in mind, he and Zhen Yuan hurriedly restocked the shop, but the shelves were emptied in no time.

"Is our situation so bad? It seems no one is optimistic about us." Shen Xu said, and Luo Jianfeng snorted.

"You will need a miracle to successfully get out of the trouble you are in."

"What about you? Isn’t the senior a supreme elder? Do you plan to abandon us?"

"You dare to count on me to help you out of this mess?" Luo Jianfeng asked in an incredulous voice.

"Isn’t the senior the second most powerful swordsman in the Tianxuan continent? If we don’t rely on you, won’t we be wasting resources?"

Luo Jianfeng almost slashed the double when he heard this.

He had already done his best to keep people from disrupting the shop or secretly killing the two brats.

Was he now supposed to go against the sect to help the two?

Thinking of this, the man shook his head and subconsciously rubbed his temple to relieve the dull headache that had suddenly appeared.

’I really should have done my research before getting involved with these troublemakers.’ He thought, looking at the two with resentful eyes.

’These brats are not afraid of death, but I am.’ He thought, but still accompanied the two to the third square.

The square was noisy when the three arrived.

At a glance, all the seats were filled, and even the judges’ table was occupied.

Seeing this, Luo Jianfeng shook his head with a solemn expression.

"Good luck." He said, and the two nodded before going to the raised stage.

The stage was the size of a football field.

At the moment, it was divided into five sections.

The first section was empty but had two seats, indicating it’s where Zhen Yuan and Shen Xu were expected to sit. Similarly, the opposite side had ten seats, and ten cultivators were already sitting on them.

As for the third and fourth sections, they were the sides of the stage – one side had the judges’ table and the other had a one-hundred metres long table that was currently empty.

Finally, the fifth section was the central part, and two work tables were placed opposite each other.

After arriving, Shen Xu and Zhen Yuan went to their section and sat down.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Ze and Xuanyuan Yan narrowed their eyes.

They originally didn’t plan to take part in the challenges.

However, the matter blew out of proportion, and they decided to take advantage of it.

For Xuanyuan Ze, he planned to showcase his talent so that Ancestor Song would have a better impression of him, while Xuanyuan Yan wanted to cement her place as the future sect master.

"We can begin now that everyone is here." A loud voice resounded in the square.

The speaker was Yang Zitao, a junior elder of the disciplinary hall.

Although his cultivation was only in the early stage of the Mahayana realm, he was a powerful swordsman who could surpass ranks to defeat higher-level cultivators.

"First, the challengers will draw lots to determine the order of the challenges." Yang Zitao said and signalled another disciplinary hall elder.

Soon after, the elder walked to the ten challengers and after arriving in front of them, he removed a sack bag from his storage ring.

"This bag has ten wooden squares. Each square has a number and will determine the order of the challenges." The elder said and extended his arms so that the first challenger could pick a square.

After all the challengers picked a square, the elder left the stage, and Yang Zitao asked the ten to reveal their squares.

Weirdly, Xuanyuan Ze was number ten while Xuanyuan Yan was number nine.

Seeing this, Shen Xu shook his head with an amused expression.

"What are the odds of that?" He muttered but didn’t take the rigged draw seriously.

After all, he and Zhen Yuan were prepared.

Regardless of the order, they were determined to win the challenges, and simple tricks would not be able to stop them.

"The challenger with the first square, step forward." Yang Zitao instructed, and a young man walked to one of the worktables.

Shen Xu and Zhen Yuan remembered him from the challenge letter.

According to the letter, the young cultivator was Chen Qian.

He was the youngest disciple of the eighth peak elder and was a genius spiritual chef.

It was even rumoured that he was more talented than his master and that the food he made could seduce an immortal’s palate.

"It seems I am going up first." Shen Xu said, and Zhen Yuan nodded with a doting expression.

"I will wait for you." He said and rubbed the double’s hair before Shen Xu walked to the remaining worktable.