Chapter 3 — Counter-Scenario Goddess

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When I returned to my peak, To Minh was meditating in front of the shrine, Thanh Y's sword was stuck next to him, the blue blade of the sword emitted sparkling light along with To Minh's breathing, shaking off the dust of silence over the past hundred years. I simply threw him a new cultivation method, and after thinking about it, it turned out to be a clone standing in front of the spiritual platform. To Minh hugged the technique and looked blankly at my clone, "Master, this is..."

"From today you will train against the clone, in ten days the master's big competition will come, don't let the master lose face"

Throwing back a sentence like that, I turned around and entered the room, not paying attention to To Minh's expression behind me. At this time, the system questioned: "Why don't you kill the male lead? What are you hesitating about?" I closed my eyes and meditated, with a vague sadness rising in my heart, because the killing intent suddenly flashed in that moment.

"A God's responsibility is to protect sentient beings. He hasn't done anything wrong. If I kill him just because of your prediction, I'm no longer worthy of being a God."

"But if he doesn't die, it will be that person who dies"

I closed my eyes silently, not answering anymore. For several consecutive days, every day To Minh was beaten to a pulp by my clone, but he did not give up, the more he fought, the more enthusiastic he became, his spirit was high, of course his progress was also obvious, his coordination with Thanh Y became more and more compatible. One day, I was sitting in the hall enjoying the moon when To Minh finished training with a bruised face and approached me. I reached out my hand to spread the familiar aura, and my face full of wounds immediately returned to its original state. He didn't leave right away, sitting next to him and pretending to enjoy the moon. In fact, he hesitated before asking: "Master, why don't you want to accept Phong Ly as your disciple?" I tilted my head to look at him. To Minh seemed a bit guilty, "I accidentally heard my uncle talking to his junior brother Phong Ly..." I smiled and asked again: "Why do I have to accept him as my disciple?" To Minh: "He is a natural born with outstanding talent, many uncles and masters want to accept him as a disciple." I'm afraid there is no disciple in this world more sought after than him. I shook my head and said softly: "In this world, there is no benefit that falls from the sky. Heaven's way is the fairest. Heaven's bones are pre-determined for a lifetime. Their fate is full of thorns. Those chaotic tribulations cannot be helped by others. Whoever becomes his master is no different." Looking up at the full moon hanging high in the sky, I suddenly remembered my peerlessly talented but premature master several hundred years ago. To Minh remained silent, seeming to realize that sitting next to him was an immortal bone. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. His gentle face under the moonlight wrinkled slightly in confusion. I laughed and patted him on the head, "No need to be self-conscious, the natural bone is not a big deal, you are not inferior to him." To Minh's eyes immediately brightened clearly, his dimples appeared gently, looking like an obedient puppy without any murderous intent. Perhaps stimulated by my encouragement that night, the next few days To Minh became even more rigorous, practicing non-stop, collaborating with Thanh Y to almost reach the level of sword-man unity. The day of the master's grand competition. Sure enough, Phong Ly immediately took the initiative to challenge To Minh. His story is Not many people in the sect know about the immortal bone, they only know that his strength is not bad, a few days ago he was tied with Lan Truc, and To Minh was defeated at Lan Truc's hands a month ago. A disciple stopped by to ask Lan Truc's opinion. Lan Truc thoughtfully replied: "Phong Ly is very likely to win." The disciples were in an uproar. To Minh was a disciple personally chosen by the Divine Monarch. If he lost to an outer disciple who was replaced, it would be ridiculous. In a moment, the arena was surrounded by several circles of people, people's heads were crowded together, their eyes could not take their eyes off the match inside. Phong Ly probably also received a lot of advice from Tang Da, on the basis of controlling aura to the limit, his immortal magic became more diverse, sharp moves, sky-high momentum, not wasting his innate immortal bone. As for To Minh, he looked obedient, but as soon as he took action, his murderous aura was fierce. His strength was much greater than last month's. Every time the sword tip came, even Phong Ly had to temporarily avoid the tip. The two fought for half a day, the battle was tense, no one gave in, both were injured, Tang Da next to him had a serious face, and was also secretly worried. The system said darkly: "Your disciple is about to lose." I looked at the school with an expressionless face, the system was not wrong, I clearly understood To Minh's moves, now he was in a defeated position, only trying to resist. In the school, Phong Ly suddenly approached, the tip of the sword aimed straight at To Minh's face, only to see To Minh rushing forward, the moment the two swords touched, Thanh Y suddenly deviated, the tip of the sword stabbed straight into his chest, fresh blood immediately stained his shirt red. My eyes lowered. Phong Ly was startled, frowned fiercely, and before he could react, To Minh took advantage of his momentary loss of consciousness and unleashed a powerful fairy spell in the rare space between the two of them. Phong Ly was immediately blown away several meters away. The sword that pierced To Minh's chest was also pulled out, blood splattered in the air, he seemed not to feel it at all, he immediately moved closer, kicking Phong Ly out of the arena. Phong Ly, eliminated. The event happened so quickly, To Minh's last move was even more dangerous, the disciples had not yet had time to react, they only saw Phong Ly standing outside in the yard with a gloomy face, and To Minh was unable to stand inside. I immediately transmitted spiritual energy to protect To Minh's heart. In the middle of the arena, he knelt on one knee with his sword, his eyes turned towards me, still with that innocent and obedient face, his eyes were surprisingly bright. He won, he won against the male lead. I slowly smiled, feeling a bit of joy and satisfaction in my heart as a teacher, "System, you lost."