3307 Not Destined

The Old Master burst into hearty laughter, raising a hand to pat her small head. "You haven't even heard the competition rules, and you've already agreed?"

"Go on," Lady Qiaoqiao said with certainty.

"We are a Family of Talismans. The competition can only be based on talismans and the purity of talisman power. Cultivation energy and spiritual power are strictly forbidden, and elixirs are not allowed either," the Old Master said with a smile. "Understood?"

The little poker face nodded expressionlessly, feeling a strange flutter of excitement in her heart.

Competing with talismans is great!

She loved competing with people using talismans the most.

"Additionally, the competition rules prohibit the use of inner worlds and storage talismans."

"The talismans used in the competition must be drawn during the preliminary round and recorded by a designated person."

"The preliminary round is the day before the competition. Under the supervision of your uncles and elder cousins, all talismans drawn within twelve hours can be used for the next day's competition."

"Of course, you can find helpers to assist you in drawing," he added. After all, a normal person drawing ten talismans within twelve hours is already considered quite good.

If they don't find someone to help draw, there likely won't be enough talismans to use during battle.

Moreover, there's the issue of the success rate of drawing talismans. Even if one can draw twenty talismans in a day, if more than ten are usable, the success rate is already quite good.

"You can have a maximum of two helpers. Those are the competition rules," the Old Master said with a chuckle.

"Everyone will be competing, so who can help others draw?" Qiao Mu asked, puzzled.

"Your elder brother can help you!" the round-faced Mu Wuzi couldn't resist interjecting again. "Your elder brother has already entered Chaoyang Tower, so it doesn't matter if he competes or not."

"However, last year your elder brother helped Mu Rouhuan draw talismans. It's a pity, even though Mu Rouhuan won first place last year, she wasn't destined to enter Chaoyang Tower. Wasn't she bounced out, scorned by Ancestor Chaoyang, hahaha!"

"Wuzi!" Fifth Uncle, Mu Jingyang, glared at him irritably.

Mu Wuzi shrugged, casually crossed his arms, and stood to the side, muttering, "I'm just speaking the truth, aren't I? With Mu Xingchen helping Mu Rouhuan draw talismans, it would be strange if Mu Rouhuan didn't win."

"Too bad she just wasn't destined to enter Chaoyang Tower. Instead, it benefited the third-place winner, Mu Yuanyuan from the branch family; she actually found a level 15 spirit tool from Chaoyang Tower!"

It was almost a divine artifact; its power was unimaginable.

Mu Wuzi wasn't speaking sourly. Now, he merely treated it as a joke, telling it vividly, almost like a storyteller.

He found it amusing that Miss Mu, that haughty person, winning first place yet still being inferior to Mu Yuanyuan from the branch family. The thought always made him laugh.

Recalling her face that was as dark as a pot bottom last year, Mu Wuzi chuckled uncontrollably.

That arrogant demeanor of Miss Mu, didn't it just stop at Chaoyang Tower?

Who said that if you're a genius, Ancestor Chaoyang would hold you in high regard?

The Old Ancestor clearly looks down on Miss Mu!

"Last year was just a small accident," Mu Rouhuan's voice echoed from the hall entrance.

Her graceful and arrogant figure stood before everyone.

With a cold face, she walked towards Old Master Mu, casting a disdainful glance at Mu Wuzi mid-way. "A waste who couldn't even enter the top ten dares to mock others?"

"Mu Rouhuan, what are you being so arrogant about?" Mu Wuzi retorted angrily, impulsively charging towards her.

"Wuzi!" Mu Jingyang stopped him, giving him a warning look.