It was night.
Mu Ruyue had just walked out from her cultivation, exhaling a gentle breath. Lifting her eyes to the bright moon outside the window, her gaze flickered with a glimmering light.
A night of cultivation had finally pushed her to the Fourth-rank Martial Artist. Though Fourth-rank wasn't considered strong on this continent, it at least gave her the ability for self-preservation.
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Three days passed in a flash. In these three days, the remaining contestants had sorted out their rankings. Some were disappointed, some were happy, and of course, the incident from three days ago remained a popular topic.
Everyone thought Mu Tingting wouldn't participate in the competition, but she showed up with Mu Qing this day.
Compared to her previously fragile appearance, Mu Tingting had become much quieter. The only time her beautiful eyes showed bone-chilling hatred was when she looked at Mu Ruyue.