Fantasy: My Soul Ring Comes From the Wilderness
49 Lanfang Team Establishment

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Lan Fengwu led the team and returned to the Misty Fragrant Sect smoothly.

After resting for two days, Pan Yi and Ou Ting were called over by Lan Fengwu.

At this moment, in the Misty Fragrant Sect's main hall, other than Lan Fengwu and the three elders, there were three other people standing.

"The annual sect competition will begin in less than two months. All of you will be representing our Misty Fragrant Sect to fight for glory for the sect.”

Lan Fengwu sat at the highest seat with a straight face. At this moment, she had the dignity of a sect leader.

However, Lan Fengwu smiled bitterly as she looked at the children in front of her.

"First, introduce yourself and get to know each other. Zhu Qing, let's start with you.”

The sect competition was actually to see the aptitude of each sect's younger generation.

There were three major aspects.

A competition between new six-year-old disciples.

A competition between disciples under the age of ten.

A competition between disciples under the age of twenty.

The decline of the Misty Fragrant Sect could be seen from this point.

Lan Fengwu had no intention of participating in the competition for those under the age of 20.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he simply couldn't find anyone who could participate.

Not to mention the Upper and Lower Six Sects, even those unranked sects might have a rank-60 Warrior Soul Emperor under the age of 20.

But the Misty Fragrant Sect was somewhat lacking.

Among their disciples under twenty, the strongest was only a forty ninth ranked Battle Spirit Ancestor. He had been stuck at the forty ninth rank for two years and was unable to break through.

Among the children below the age of 10, the highest was only level 27, except for Pan Yi.

"Zhu Qing, age nine, twenty seventh ranked agility attack system spirit fighter, spirit power, Hell Civet! Two yellow soul rings!"

This could be considered the one with the best aptitude among the Misty Fragrant Sect's disciples.

Even if it was a rank 27 advanced Soul-Power Warrior, it would be a waste of time.

After Zhu Qing finished her introduction, she retreated to the side. Her expression was cold and she did not smile.

But Pan Yi couldn't help but nod.

Although this girl was only nine years old, her figure was quite good.

"Meng Ran! Eight years old, twenty fifth ranked poison attack system Spirit Power Master, Spirit Power: Eighteen Feet Snake Lance! Two yellow soul rings!"

The other was also a rare beauty, tall and slender. She held a snake-shaped walking stick in her hand, which was her soul-power.

"Fang Mengmeng, eight years old, twenty second ranked control system spirit power master, spirit power: Sky Green Vine! Two yellow soul rings, please guide me."

Fang Mengmeng was much more normal than the others. At the very least, she was not in such a hurry to develop.

He was 1.3 meters tall. Other than his cute baby face and good skin, there was nothing special about him.

She seemed to be very introverted. Even when she spoke, she would blush.

With only these three people, the Misty Fragrant Sect did not recruit any new disciples last year. This was also the reason why Lan Fengwu was anxious.

"Ou Ting, six years old, eleventh rank control system spirit fighter, spirit power: Jade Faced Cold Tailed Fox, spirit ring: One Yellow!”

Ou Ting stepped forward and introduced herself.

This little girl also didn't have anything outstanding about her.

This was the Misty Fragrant Sect's current situation. If they followed this trend to participate in the sect competition, this year would probably be another year of humiliation.

It was even hard to say if they could keep their position in the lower three sects.

However…

Lan Fengwu looked at Pan Yi and her eyes softened.

But this year was different!

With Pan Yi around, Lan Fengwu was looking forward to the sect competition to start soon and wipe away her shame.

Seeing Lan Fengwu looking at him, Pan Yi shook his head helplessly and walked forward.

He and Ou Ting stood side by side as he spoke.

"Pan Yi, six years old, thirty fourth ranked Spirit Warrior, Twin Warrior Soul, Chaos Green Lotus, Heaven Splitting Axe, Dual Power Attack, Soul Ring…Seven Colored!”

That's right, after the battle with the Seven-tailed Hell Flame Fox, Pan Yi's soul power had increased again, reaching rank 34.

"What?"

Everyone turned to look at Pan Yi with disbelief.

Six years old…

Level 34…

How was this possible?

"Huhu!"

The Unicorn that had been lying at Lan Fengwu's feet all this time let out a disdainful cry.

"A big shot who has transformed into a divine beast is looking for a sense of superiority among a group of ordinary humans.”

The Unicorn expressed its disdain for Pan Yi's actions.

"Alright, I'm sure you've heard about Pan Yi's situation before. He's a bit special, so you should treat him as you normally would your fellow disciples. After all, you'll be eating and living together for the next two months to cultivate your rapport.”

The sect competition was divided into individual challenges and team challenges. It was impossible to rely on one person.

Zhu Qing and Meng Ran looked at each other with joy on their faces.

This was not the first time the three of them had participated in the sect competition. They had always held a grudge against the humiliation they had suffered in the previous few years.

It was just that his talent was limited, and even if he worked hard, it would be useless.

But today was different!

A six-year-old Warrior Soul Venerable!

Not to mention the six-year-old age group, even those under the age of ten would rarely appear.

This year, he would probably be able to sweep away his previous humiliation!

After all, he was still a child. His sense of honor was still too strong.

"No…Master, what do you mean? I live with them?"

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