Luo Le'er let out a cold snort and headed straight for the martial arts arena.
But as she calmed down, the contents of the diary flashed through her mind.
The diary mentioned something about Zhou Xianzong being a great villain, a transmigrator who knew the future. She didn't quite believe it.
This was probably just Zhou Xianzong playing hard to get, deliberately trying to attract her attention.
As Luo Le'er walked halfway, a figure suddenly appeared from around the corner.
"Xiao… Xiao Potian, why are you here?"
Luo Le'er looked at him suspiciously.
In truth, she wasn't very familiar with Xiao Potian. She only knew that he had recently joined the Qingyang Sect, his cultivation had shown no progress, and he was constantly mocked by his fellow disciples.
"Miss Le'er."
Xiao Potian arrogantly flicked the bangs on his forehead, striking a pose he thought was extremely cool.
He was once the pride of the Xiao family, having charmed countless young girls with his looks.
In his mind, Luo Le'er wouldn't escape his grasp either.
But Luo Le'er nearly gagged.
Big brother, that greasy hair of yours—stop flicking it, it's not working!
"Call me Senior Sister," Luo Le'er said coldly.
Huh?
This woman wasn't charmed by me?
Impressive, as expected of the cold beauty. Interesting!
But no matter what kind of woman, none can escape Xiao Potian's grasp!
If Xiao Potian's cultivation had still shown no progress, he wouldn't have had this confidence.
But a month ago, an old man suddenly emerged from the necklace around his neck and took him as a disciple. After a month of guidance, his cultivation had skyrocketed, giving him immense confidence.
"Miss Le'er, if I win first place in today's martial arts tournament, how about you do me the honor of going boating and stargazing with me?"
Xiao Potian raised his chin, striking a full-on pretentious pose.
In his mind, winning first place in the tournament would make him the pride of the heavens.
Luo Le'er surely wouldn't refuse an invitation from such a genius!
Just like a beauty wouldn't refuse an invitation from a rich, fat guy.
And the reason he chose Luo Le'er was simply because she was the number one beauty of the Qingyang Sect.
Her temperament and appearance were the best he had ever seen.
From the first glance, he had fallen for her.
However, upon hearing his words, Luo Le'er's body trembled, her face full of shock.
She suddenly recalled Zhou Xianzong's diary.
Could it be… this guy really will make a stunning breakthrough at the tournament?
Is Zhou Xianzong really a transmigrator?
Is all of this predestined?
Will I really become so infatuated that I fall for this greasy guy?
No!
Absolutely not!
Even if it's fate, I'll defy the heavens and change my destiny! My life is mine to control, and no one can dictate it!
Seeing Luo Le'er in a daze, Xiao Potian's lips curled into a confident smile.
As expected, this woman was charmed by me.
"Aren't you afraid of Zhou Xianzong?"
Luo Le'er glanced at him indifferently and suddenly spoke.
Zhou Xianzong was her number one simp, a fact known to everyone in the Qingyang Sect.
Anyone who wanted to pursue her had to get past Zhou Xianzong first.
Since she wanted to change her fate, she'd let these two dogs fight each other!
Best case, they both die, and she gets some peace.
"Zhou Xianzong?"
Xiao Potian sneered. A mere nobody—he had never taken him seriously.
But he was somewhat surprised that Luo Le'er seemed to care about him.
Was she worried that Zhou Xianzong would cause trouble for him if he found out?
As expected, women always say one thing but mean another.
She clearly likes me but pretends to be aloof!
"Come back when you've won first place."
Luo Le'er coldly threw out the words and turned to leave.
When she arrived at the martial arts arena, it was already packed with people. All the Qingyang Sect disciples had gathered.
Zhou Xianzong, who had been waiting for a while, saw Luo Le'er finally arrive and excitedly rubbed his hands together.
"Little Sister Le'er, my love for you is like the endless flow of a mighty river, like the Yellow River flooding, unstoppable!"
According to the plot, Zhou Xianzong was Luo Le'er's number one simp.
But when he said those lines, he nearly burst out laughing.
Luo Le'er coldly stared at Zhou Xianzong. She had already seen through this hypocritical guy's true thoughts.
"I already have someone I like. Please stay away from me."
"Who?! Little Sister Le'er, tell me, who is it? I'll break his legs!"
Zhou Xianzong put on a face full of righteous indignation.
But inside, he was completely dumbfounded.
What the hell?!
This isn't right!
The plot wasn't supposed to go like this! She was supposed to roll her eyes and walk away haughtily.
Why the hell is this going off-script?
Big sister, aunt, grandma, please, humiliate me ruthlessly!
Stop talking nonsense, okay?
System, get out here! What the hell is going on?
Zhou Xianzong screamed internally, but the system completely ignored him.
"Xiao Potian!"
Luo Le'er paused her steps and softly uttered three words, just loud enough for Zhou Xianzong alone to hear.
Zhou Xianzong froze for a moment.
What the—?!
This is all wrong! The tournament hasn't even started, and you're already into him?
Whatever, as long as the plot doesn't derail too much.
"Xiao Potian? That loser dares to steal my woman?"
Zhou Xianzong put on a menacing, murderous expression.
"Is that so? Then you'd better teach him a lesson at the tournament."
Luo Le'er gave a faint, mocking smile.
As expected, women are as venomous as snakes and scorpions.
"Of course."
Zhou Xianzong nodded firmly.
But later, when Xiao Potian publicly challenges him, he'll have to deliberately lose.
Otherwise, if the plot gets messed up, they're all done for.
Luo Le'er strode forward with her long legs and took her seat.
The Qingyang Sect had thousands of disciples, but only a few hundred were inner disciples.
The purpose of the annual tournament was to select new inner disciples.
As inner disciples like Zhou Xianzong and Luo Le'er didn't need to participate, they only had to watch.
Soon, the tournament began.
Zhou Xianzong, however, was uninterested and lounged in his grand chair to rest.
After some time, a loud, resonant voice echoed in his ears.
"I declare the winner of this martial arts tournament: Xiao Potian!"
In an instant, gasps of shock erupted from the crowd.
No one had expected Xiao Potian to be this year's biggest dark horse, fighting his way to the top.
Even Zhou Xianzong seemed startled by the exclamations.
Though he had already known the outcome, witnessing it firsthand and experiencing it still left Luo Le'er in shock.
She had no choice but to believe that Zhou Xianzong was indeed a transmigrator who knew the future.
But because of this, Luo Le'er became even more determined. She wanted to change her fate, to break free from destiny's shackles!
"Thank you, Elder."
Xiao Potian flicked his bangs again, speaking in a cool tone.
"Wow, Brother Xiao is so handsome!"
"I'm in love, I think I'm falling for Xiao Potian!"
Many junior sisters' eyes sparkled with infatuation.
Zhou Xianzong nodded secretly.
As expected of the protagonist.
His ability to win over fangirls was unmatched.
Next, this guy should come for me.
Come on.
Your boy's all cleaned up and ready!