Zhou Xiu nodded at Tan Wei's response, a satisfied smile on his face. "Good! Regarding the competition… 110 points! You are undoubtedly in the first place."
Cui Da, who had collapsed earlier, managed to stagger back to his feet.
He quickly circulated his cultivation technique to mend his internal injuries. Though he reluctantly acknowledged that the White Crow Sect disciple had outperformed him, he was determined to salvage his performance in the second stage.
'I still have four attempts left,' Cui Da thought, trying to bolster his confidence. 'And the alchemy stage isn't even that crucial. Even if the White Crow Sect gets lucky here, how could they possibly excel in all the other three categories?'
His mind replayed the stern words of his elders before departing for the Dao Seeking School: they could afford to lose to anyone—anyone but the White Crow Sect!
The categories weren't balanced equally.
