After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 167

Chapter 167: Here I Come, Big Tigers
Her excitement was evident to everyone. While some were puzzled, they didn’t think much of it. They either assumed the child was scared out of her wits or that she was like a newborn calf that wasn’t afraid of tigers, unaware of what she was about to face.

As they watched her swinging the mini peach wood sword in her hand, just like a child playing with a toy, everyone found it amusing. They shook their heads and didn’t pay much attention to her.

Zhouzhou didn’t care about what they thought. She walked to the central stage and urged, “Hurry up, who’s going first?”

She couldn’t wait to collect her treasures. Today, if she didn’t fill her sack to the brim, it would be a disappointment to her acting skills as Zhouzhou, the little warrior!

Humph, they underestimated her.

Cen Zhiyuan sneered and glanced at the person beside him. “You go.”

“Okay.”

As they watched the person approach, Zhouzhou nodded in satisfaction. The Ancestral Master also floated out of the statue and casually waved his hand, cutting off any possibility of being seen by others. He crossed his legs and floated in the air, excitedly exclaiming, “Tease him, tease him, strip him bare! He’s from Baiyun Temple!”

With that, he floated to the side to look at the betting table. It was also a rule of the Mystery Sect Conference that before each person went on stage, they would present a treasure.

The Ancestral Master glanced at it and couldn’t help but show a look of disdain. He floated back to Zhouzhou’s side and said, “He only bet a broken tripod.”

It wasn’t considered bad, but Zhouzhou already had the Shennong Cauldron, so any tripod in front of her would be considered broken.

Hearing this, Zhouzhou felt somewhat disappointed. However, it was better than nothing. Big treasures, small treasures, they were all treasures. Big money, small money, they were all money. She didn’t mind.

With that in mind, she still had an excited look on her face. She shook her head, and the two little antennas on her head swayed straight and stiff.

She really looked a bit slow-witted.

“Let’s finish this miser quickly, not worth wasting any effort,” the Ancestral Master said with a sneer.

Zhouzhou thought the same. She nodded solemnly and stared at the person across from her with sparkling eyes.

Being stared at by her, for some reason, the disciple from Baiyun Temple felt a chill in his wallet.

He frowned, thinking it was just an illusion. Looking down at the three-foot-tall little girl with a condescending expression, he said disdainfully, “Come.”

If it weren’t for going through the process, he wouldn’t even bother to fight her. What use could a little brat who only knows how to cry be?

With that in mind, he casually made a move, but Zhouzhou’s eyes lit up. Here it comes!

She tiptoed on the ground and suddenly flew up, with her two pigtails pointing upward. From a distance, it looked like two spring onions sprouting from the ground.

But before everyone could laugh, in the next moment, the disciple from Baiyun Temple suddenly felt a pain in his stomach. He flew out, hunching over, and crashed straight into the wall behind him before coming to a stop.

Zhouzhou landed steadily on the ground, took a breath, wrinkled her nose, and felt annoyed. Her legs were too short, and she had to jump to hit someone. It wasn’t cool at all, not matching her super cool and awesome hairstyle.

Little did they know, this sudden turn of events left everyone dumbfounded. They looked at the Baiyun Temple disciple stuck in the wall and then at Zhouzhou’s chubby legs. Unable to help themselves, they swallowed their saliva. Did… did he break from a single strike? It must be a joke. Clearly, he was made of iron!

Cen Zhiyuan was also dumbfounded. He never expected this little girl to possess such strength. The disadvantageous start made him feel a lump in his throat.

Fortunately, the final individual competition didn’t limit the type of competition. He turned his head and looked at another disciple. “Xun Huai, you go.”

“Okay.”

Understanding his intentions, Xun Huai stood up and looked at Zhouzhou. “Let’s compare our ability to draw talismans.”

They had seen clearly earlier that she didn’t know how to draw talismans at all.

This approach might be seen as bullying a child, but they had already given up pretending. It would be a huge loss if they lost their reputation without gaining any benefits.

Unexpectedly, when they heard this, Mu Xuan burst into laughter.

He carried a sack and walked to the betting table, specifically dragging a chair along. He first put the tripod that Zhouzhou had just won into the sack and then sat down, glancing at the items the disciples had bet on the table with indifference. He casually said, “Zhouzhou, you can show your 20% skill in this round. The Yin-Yang Mirror he bet is passable.”

Listen, what kind of words were these! It seemed as if she had already won and the treasure belonged to her.

Everyone was furious and looked at them mockingly, thinking they were just bragging.

The previous round could only be attributed to her good luck, but their profession wasn’t just about physical strength, but about real skills.

Ignoring their thoughts, Zhouzhou nodded obediently, climbed onto the chair skillfully, and since she was sitting, only her eyes were visible, making everyone want to laugh.

Xun Huai also burst into laughter. Zhouzhou blinked her eyes, feeling a bit bewildered, not understanding why he could still laugh when he was about to be defeated.

Ah, it seemed that stupidity was contagious. Playing with the Big Fool, he had also become a fool himself.

Looking at him sympathetically, Zhouzhou squatted on the chair, finally reaching the table.

The old man saw that they were both settled and asked, “What talismans do you want to compare in this round?”

After thinking for a moment, Xun Huai said, “I’ll draw a fire talisman, and she’ll draw a water talisman. As long as her water can extinguish my fire, she wins.”

“Water extinguishes fire, based on that, I would still be at a disadvantage. But considering her young age, let her have a chance,” the old man said.

Zhouzhou, small in size but with great aspirations, waved her little hand confidently and said, “No problem, I am the Big Fool’s grandfather, and you are his junior brother. So in that case, I’m your father. Let me give you a chance.”

She said it seriously, but it made Cen Zhiyuan and Xun Huai’s eyes flare up with anger. They slammed the table and said, “It’s settled!”

He wanted to defeat her even when she had the advantage, to crush the face of Sanqing Temple!

Seeing his determination, Zhouzhou sighed, “Okay, you don’t listen to good advice, you’ll suffer right in front of you.”

Well, let her, as the “father,” teach him a lesson.

After saying that, she grabbed the cinnabar pen with her chubby little hand, lowered her head, and started drawing. In this appearance, it didn’t look like someone who could draw talismans.

The people from Baiyun Temple also breathed a sigh of relief.

They had already lost one round, and if they lost this one too, it would be embarrassing. Xun Huai was the best at drawing talismans among them, so there shouldn’t be any problem.

“I’m done.” A few seconds later, Zhouzhou put down her pen and said sleepily.

Xun Huai sneered, raising his chin, “I’m done too.”

However, in his eyes, he was the one truly drawing talismans, while Zhouzhou was just scribbling.

Looking at him, Zhouzhou endured and endured, but couldn’t help saying, “Little Fool, why are you pointing your nostrils at me? I can see your booger. Eww.”

Saying that, Zhouzhou wrinkled her little face in disgust, and took a step back as if she was afraid his booger would come out.

As soon as these words came out, Xun Huai’s face stiffened, then turned dark. He stared coldly at Zhouzhou, gritting his teeth and said, “Stop changing the subject. We’re competing with real skills, not playing with words!”

As he finished speaking, he forcefully threw the talisman in his hand, carrying a strong flame and hot air, sweeping towards Zhouzhou.

In an instant, Zhouzhou’s small figure became indistinct, as if surrounded by fire. Such a little girl would turn to ashes in a matter of minutes.

Mu Xuan tightened his grip, his face completely darkening. He no longer showed the slightest hint of a smile. Baiyun Temple, well done!

Seeing this scene, Cen Zhiyuan slowly smiled, but before his smile could fully bloom, a rush of water suddenly poured down. In the blink of an eye, the fire was extinguished, revealing Zhouzhou’s soft and innocent little face.

Her clear eyes were full of innocence, showing no signs of being scared.

Cen Zhiyuan’s smile froze abruptly, and he stood up in one swift motion. He stared fixedly at Zhouzhou, unable to believe it as he said, “You tricked me!”