Bullying the Ignorant

Yu Yan reached out and took a jade token, handing it to her. Zhu Yao examined it closely. Ah, this jade token, why did it look so familiar? Wasn't this the jade token she received five years ago as her identity token? Back then, she hadn't yet awakened her spiritual energy, so she had long since tossed this jade token into some corner. By now, she had completely forgotten she ever had it.
"Master, where did you find it?"
Yu Yan didn't answer, simply handed her the jade token and said:
"Your weapon is inside this jade token."
Zhu Yao quickly accepted it.
She released her Divine Sense into the jade token to search. Very quickly, she discovered that inside the jade token were a few sets of clothes and some introductory cultivation methods. This was a gift the sect gave to everyone upon joining. Beside the cultivation methods lay a motionless fan. She quickly took the fan out. She didn't know what material this fan was made of, but when she held it, she felt a warmth. The fan was a deep red. There were no patterns on it. A faint fragrance emanated from its body. It was very beautiful.
Zhu Yao fanned it lightly twice. She saw that it could retract and expand naturally. And it perfectly met her requirements of being usable for both offense and defense. Immediately, Zhu Yao fell in love with this fan.
"This fan, once activated, can transform into a Magical Treasure for flight. Its speed is no less than sword flight."
Regarding sword flight, he was completely disappointed in her. If his disciple died from falling off a sword, Yu Yan would lose all face.
Zhu Yao nodded vigorously. She liked the fan even more. She stroked its surface. Suddenly, remembering his disappearance over the past few days, she asked:
"Master, you weren't refining this fan for me for the past month, were you?"
Yu Yan nodded indifferently, as if his month-long disappearance to create this fan for his disciple was nothing remarkable.
Zhu Yao held the fan in her hand, tears welling up, and said:
"Master! You're too kind! Your disciple will definitely listen to you and cultivate diligently, so you can enjoy your old age in peace!"
Yu Yan's mouth twitched. His disciple was being foolish again.
"Don't you want to go out? Quickly change your clothes and follow me to the Peak Master's Martial Arts Arena."
"Alright, Your Majesty, no problem, Your Majesty."
Zhu Yao immediately turned and quickly ran into the room.
Yu Yan watched her run off and sighed deeply. He didn't know if his disciple's temperament was good or bad. Everything was written on her face, and she was overly enthusiastic towards others. A cultivator who wasn't careful would surely suffer greatly if they encountered bad people later on.

Inside the room, Zhu Yao quickly took out all the items from the jade token. She had long since memorized the cultivation methods. She glanced at them and tossed them back into the jade token. The clothes, however, she would probably have to use. They were the sect uniform. White, looking very exquisite, with many cloud patterns embroidered on them. "Ugh, so ugly!"
Over the past few years, because she couldn't open this jade token, all her clothes were given by her Master. Their styles were much more beautiful than this uniform. Who knew her Master was so skilled with his hands?
But today was the sect competition, and she felt it was best to wear the uniform provided by the sect. Students going to school for exams all wore the unified uniform issued by the school, didn't they? And she didn't want to stand out from everyone else. Therefore, she put on the uniform and flew out with her Master.

After standing on the fan, she finally felt the advantages of the weapon. When she channeled spiritual energy into it, the fan expanded many times over. Even if ten people stood on it, it wouldn't be a problem. Most importantly, the spiritual energy she needed to channel was no different from that required for sword flight; it was very little. The fan also had a defensive formation. Flying in the air, not even wind could penetrate it. Zhu Yao silently gave her Master thirty perfect scores.

The Martial Arts Arena, where the sect competition was held, was situated next to the Peak Master's residence. Zhu Yao saw the arena and immediately thought of the martial arts stage used for marriage proposals in ancient times. It was as simple as a ping-pong table. Yet, unexpectedly, that floating arena was a mountain. Calling it a mountain might be an exaggeration, but it was certainly as large as three football fields.
The grandstands were built in a circle around the arena.
Opposite the arena was an extremely tall grandstand. On top were several floating tables without chairs. A few people were seated sparsely there. They wore different attires. Five individuals wore white robes; needless to say, they were certainly the Peak Masters of the Qiugu Sect.
Beside them were likely the Sect Leaders of other sects who had brought their disciples to participate in the competition.
Yu Yan, with his disciple, flew unblinkingly. He grandly flew to the highest spot on that grandstand.
Zi Dan was the first to notice him. He was extremely surprised and quickly stood up to greet him.
"Greetings, Grand Martial Uncle."
This mighty figure had not once participated in sect competition activities for thousands of years. Yet, today he had the interest to come and watch.
"Hi! Old man!"
Zhu Yao popped out from behind Yu Yan. She waved her hand at Zi Dan. It had been five years; this was the first time she had seen an acquaintance. This made her feel truly excited.
Zi Dan stiffened, then coughed lightly, and understood what was happening.
"Greetings, Junior Martial Uncle."
So it was because of his disciple coming to watch the battle.
Zi Dan meticulously glanced at Zhu Yao again. Immediately, he discovered that the Junior Martial Uncle who hadn't even entered Qi Condensation five years ago was now at Foundation Establishment, and even Foundation Establishment Great Perfection!
This cultivation speed was terrifying; truly, a renowned Master produces exceptional disciples. No wonder his Martial Uncle had deliberately taken her as a disciple back then.
The others also noticed the situation on this side. Everyone's eyes lit up, and they hastily bowed:
"Greetings, Honored Lord Yu Yan."
Everyone's expressions were agitated at this moment. This was the number one figure in the cultivation world, Honored Lord Yu Yan! This legendary Honored Lord had not appeared before the public for over ten thousand years, yet today everyone had the chance to meet him.
Yu Yan nodded, then unceremoniously walked to the central seat and sat down.
Seeing him say nothing, the others could only touch their noses and silently return to their original seats. Everyone quietly sat a little lower, yielding the highest seat to Yu Yan.
Zi Dan, whose seat was stolen: "..."
He could only instruct a disciple to bring another chair.
Zhu Yao then took out her fan and flew to stand ramrod straight behind her Master. "My Master is truly too arrogant, domineering, and dazzling. And I am the second most arrogant, domineering, and dazzling."

Suddenly, she felt a chill down her spine. A cold gaze was fixed on her. She turned to look around and then met the cold eyes of a woman. "Ah, why does this person look familiar? Isn't this the Peak Master of Medicine Peak whom I offended when I first joined the sect? Her name seems to be Hong Chu."
Remembering how this woman had cursed at her before, Zhu Yao's lips curled into a smile. Immediately, she exuded a mocking aura and called out:
"Hey! Junior Martial Niece!"
Instantly, the woman's expression changed. She glared fiercely at Zhu Yao, then snorted coldly and turned her back on her. "Hmph, why is she so arrogant? Who could love someone so arrogant?"
Five years had passed, yet Hong Chu still harbored resentment towards her. And now she was looking at her with cold eyes again. But who told her to be her Martial Uncle's disciple? A great person like herself didn't need to bother with juniors. Zhu Yao was about to quietly watch the fun when she suddenly heard sounds welcoming new arrivals.

Someone exclaimed:
"The three Venerables have arrived!"
Everyone present turned their heads to look. They saw three figures flying from above: two men and one woman. One stood on the back of a Rainbow Luan. Another stood on the back of a White Tiger. The last stood on a strangely shimmering Jade Lotus. Immortal aura emanated from these three, as if they were immortals descending from the nine heavens to the mortal realm. Especially the woman. She was as beautiful as the bright moon. Her aura was pure and noble, and the welcoming sound came from the mouth of the Luan bird beneath her feet.
Looking at that imposing aura, they were undoubtedly the three Deity Transformation Venerables of the Qiugu Sect who had just arrived.
Before Zhu Yao could even be shocked by a scene no different from a Hollywood movie, a crushing pressure suddenly descended upon her. She was only at Foundation Establishment, yet she had to endure the pressure of three Deity Transformation cultivators bearing down on her. Immediately, her blood and Qi surged, and a drilling pain pierced straight into her Dantian. She felt as if her cultivation base was about to be crippled.
A hand touched her shoulder, and instantly all the pressure on her vanished. Yu Yan's expression instantly turned two shades colder. A terrifying pressure, far greater than before and carrying a dense killing intent, immediately shot back at the three individuals.
The three instantly felt that terrifying pressure. Unprepared, their legs immediately turned to jelly. If not for maintaining their dignity, they would have immediately fallen from their spirit beasts. They frantically circulated their cultivation to resist. Only then did they realize the ice-cold Yu Yan was standing before them, watching.