Miss Loser is too enchanting

The person finished speaking and turned to leave, their disdainful demeanor incensed the hot-blooded students, who were eager to argue but were stopped by a teacher’s stern gaze.

"Let’s go. What are you waiting for?" Seeing no one moving, the person turned back and urged.

"Let’s go," a teacher said.

"Pour your grievances out on the competition field," Xie Ping stated calmly and started walking forward.

When the others saw Xie Ping leave, they followed. Entering the city, they saw a line of carriages, the most ordinary kind.

After traveling for about an hour by carriage, they were finally brought before a row of bungalows.

"This is it," said the person in charge of receiving them as they got out of the carriage. "You’ll be staying here for the next few days. Next door is Gabina Empire, and across from you is Glei Empire. If you go out and turn right, there’s a place to eat. We’re poor and can’t afford your meals. Alright, I’m leaving now."

The receptionist finished speaking and left.

"Vice Principal, this is too much!" Dan Jingtian exclaimed indignantly.

The accommodations of the Glei Empire across from them looked lavish and luxurious, and even the Gabina Empire’s dwellings next door seemed decent, but they were stuck with a row of simple bungalows with nothing but a bed inside each room.

The others also looked at Xie Ping with faces full of outrage.

"We’ve been last for more than 100 years; it’s natural for other countries to look down on us. If you feel indignant, then go take first place," Xie Ping said and then found a room to rest in without further ado.

His words struck each person’s heart profoundly. In their hearts, they silently swore to win first place and wash away years of humiliation.

One of the teachers patted Dan Jingtian on the shoulder and said, "It’s all up to you now. Be careful in the next two days and try to avoid conflicts with people from other countries. Alright, everyone go find a room and rest."

"Understood, Teacher."

"Yes, Teacher."

Dan Jingtian and the others returned to their rooms and started to clean them up.

"Damn, it’s like no one’s lived here for centuries!" Dan Jingtian complained as he cleaned.

"Cangqiong Country is going too far!" Long Xiang couldn’t hold back either and said furiously.

"Then we’ll beat them in the competition until they can’t act so arrogantly anymore," He Yan spoke somberly.

"Ziqing, when can my brother come?" Dan Jingtain asked.

"How would I know? He’ll come when it’s time," Mo Ziqing replied.

"He better not miss the competition!"

"He won’t," Mo Ziqing said.

She couldn’t possibly miss it; she would definitely come and lead everyone to victory in the competition!

At that moment, Xiaoyin and Xiaojiu, who were sleeping at the head of the bed, frowned simultaneously, opened their eyes to glance at each other, and then closed them again.

Meanwhile, in the Refining Demon Pot, Dugu Qianye slowly opened her eyes, revealing an excited gleam.

"Master."...

Four voices spoke at once. Dugu Qianye saw the excitement on Lan Mei and the others’ faces as well.

"Master, did it work?" Lan Mei asked uncertainly.

Dugu Qianye nodded, and with a thought, a small flame appeared on the fingertips of her right hand. She spread her left hand open, and an ice blade materialized in the palm of her left hand.

"Wow! Master, you’re really amazing!" Liehuo wanted to run over but was deterred by the temperature of the ice blades and dared not approach. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"It has already been refined by me. As my Contract Beast, it won’t harm you," Dugu Qianye said.

Hearing Dugu Qianye’s words, Liehuo scampered over.

"How long has it been since then?" Dugu Qianye, holding the mimicked form of Liehuo, asked.

"16 days. There are 3 more days until the competition," Lan Mei replied.

"I’ll go check on Xiaohuo, and then we’ll head to Fei City. Lan Mei, it will be hard on you then," Dugu Qianye said, "Dudu, lead the way."

Dudu led Dugu Qianye to the space specially created for Xiaohuo. Xiaohuo’s body had grown very large; its colorful feathers had lost their usual luster, its head tucked under its wings, emitting a feeble aura. Dugu Qianye approached, laid her head against Xiaohuo’s neck, and gently stroked its feathers.

"Xiaohuo, get well soon, we all miss you."

After a while, Dugu Qianye and Lan Mei left the Refining Demon Pot. Back in the cave, they found that all the surrounding ice had melted. And that egg was still there.

"Lan Mei, do you know what kind of egg this is?" Dugu Qianye walked over and asked.

She hadn’t looked at it closely before, but now she noticed the egg was greenish and more than a meter tall.

After thinking for a moment, Lan Mei said, "I don’t know, it’s not in the inheritance. I’ve never seen it either."

Recalling the time she first encountered Xiaohuo, she had touched its egg out of curiosity, and since then, their lives had been intertwined.

"This egg is so rough, I wonder what it feels like," Dugu Qianye murmured to herself and reached out to touch it. It was very coarse, without any sensation.

"It’s not as comfortable as Xiaohuo’s egg was."

Having made her assessment, Dugu Qianye was about to withdraw her hand when she suddenly felt a sting at her fingertip. A drop of fresh blood fell onto the egg and quickly merged into it. She tried to pull her finger back, but it felt like it was stuck to the surface. A force coursed through her finger and into her body, heading straight for her soul. Dugu Qianye’s face turned pale in an instant.

"Master," Lan Mei cried out in alarm, seeing Dugu Qianye’s condition.

"Eh?" A faint sound of surprise emerged.

Dugu Qianye didn’t have time to ask who it was when a voice resounded in her mind, "With thy blood, mingle my spirit; henceforth, our lives intertwined, our souls Concordant. Wilt thou consent?"

"Ugh," the pain in her soul made Dugu Qianye involuntarily let out a sound.

"Wilt thou consent?" Not waiting for an answer, the voice asked again.

"I, consent," Dugu Qianye managed to utter the three words with difficulty.

As she spoke, a contractual glow unlike any she had seen before lit up, enveloping her and the egg. It finally faded into her brow and disappeared. Along came the magnificent Promotion Light, and three small stars emerged one after another, indicating that she had now reached the 7th level of the Phantom Ancestor tier. Meanwhile, the egg showed no reaction.

When all was calm again, Lan Mei came to Dugu Qianye’s side and asked with concern, "Master, are you alright?"

Dugu Qianye shook her head and said, "I’m fine."

Then she turned to look at the creature that had just caused her such discomfort. Had she been "contracted" again?

"Lan Mei, do you know what kind of contract pattern that was just now?"

"That should be a Soul Contract," Lan Mei replied.

"A Soul Contract?"

"It’s an ancient type of contract that binds the souls of two beings together. As long as the soul of one survives, the other too will continue to live. Humans who reach the Divine Level can split their souls, effectively having two lives. Nowadays, people are unaware of this form of contract, even our Phoenix Clan doesn’t know. It’s just briefly mentioned in our heritage."