Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

Chapter 10 Jealousy among Fellow Disciples.

Jun Luochuan's reputation within the sect was at its zenith, shining like a brilliant star in the night sky. This stirred up jealousy in the hearts of some narrow-minded fellow disciples, their sour envy spreading like wildfire. They began to plot in the shadows, like a pack of cunning foxes, attempting to trip up Jun Luochuan.

Zhang Hua was the most active "fox" among them. He was so jealous of Jun Luochuan's talent and the attention he received that his eyes were bloodshot. The flames of jealousy burned fiercely in his heart, and now he was determined to embarrass Jun Luochuan so that his jealous heart could find some solace.

On this day, the sect organized an internal magic competition. Jun Luochuan, like a confident eagle, signed up without hesitation. Zhang Hua and the others also felt this was a once-in-a-lifetime "opportunity," and they were all eager to give Jun Luochuan a "surprise" in this competition.

Before the competition began, Zhang Hua and several of his fellow disciples, who were also filled with jealousy, huddled together like a group of rats plotting something bad, whispering among themselves.

"This time, we'll make Jun Luochuan pay!" Zhang Hua said through gritted teeth, his expression as if he wanted to devour Jun Luochuan alive.

"Senior Brother Zhang, do you have any brilliant ideas?" a disciple asked obsequiously.

Zhang Hua sneered, his laughter like the cry of an owl: "Hmph, I've already tampered with the rules of the competition, like setting a trap for my prey. He'll just have to wait to fall right in."

The crowd revealed sinister smiles, smiles that flickered like will-o'-the-wisps in the night, sending chills down one's spine.

On the competition field, Jun Luochuan stood there calmly, like a majestic mountain peak, completely unaware of the impending storm.

With the referee's whistle, the competition officially began, like the first shot fired in a fierce battle. Jun Luochuan's opponent was a disciple with decent strength, but faced with Jun Luochuan's exquisite magic, he was quickly defeated, like a leaf falling in the autumn wind.

In the following matches, Jun Luochuan dominated as if he were in an empty field, winning easily. Every move he made was like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, dazzling and radiant, drawing cheers from the audience like waves.

However, trouble came knocking when he reached the semifinals.

According to the rules, both sides should use spells of the same level to compete, but Jun Luochuan's opponent suddenly unleashed a powerful spell that exceeded the prescribed level, which was like releasing a ferocious beast into a fair arena.

Jun Luochuan was startled, as if a huge rock had been thrown into a calm lake. But he quickly recovered and, with his superb skills and adaptability, barely managed to withstand the storm of attacks.

"What's going on? That's not how the rules are!" Jun Luochuan frowned, his gaze sharp as a sword as he stared directly at the referee.

The referee, however, acted like a coward, pretending not to hear and making no response.

Zhang Hua and the others in the audience wore smug smiles, smiles that seemed like venomous fangs gleaming in the darkness, sending chills down one's spine.

In the ensuing competition, Jun Luochuan constantly encountered various unfair treatments, as if struggling to move forward on a thorny path. His opponents were always able to use illegal methods, while the referees turned a blind eye to it.

But Jun Luochuan did not panic. He calmly dealt with the situation and resolved the crisis time and time again. He was like a ship sailing steadfastly through a storm, always moving towards its goal no matter how big the waves were.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can last." Zhang Hua muttered to himself from below the stage, his voice sounding like a curse from hell.

Finally, the competition entered the final round. Jun Luochuan's opponent was a master carefully selected by Zhang Hua, who had already been bribed by Zhang Hua with sweet words and flattery.

As the final began, the opponent launched a fierce and relentless attack, seemingly intent on engulfing Jun Luochuan.

While defending himself, Jun Luochuan was also thinking of a countermeasure; his brain was like a high-speed machine.

"I can't stay passive like this any longer," Jun Luochuan thought to himself. At this moment, he was like a trapped lion, ready to launch a desperate counterattack.

He suddenly changed tactics and adopted a risky approach, which was like dancing on the edge of a cliff, where a slight misstep could lead to certain death.

This move caught his opponent off guard, and Jun Luochuan seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack, gradually gaining the upper hand. Each of his attacks was like a cannonball, extremely powerful.

The opponent was caught off guard by this sudden attack and was eventually defeated like a deflated balloon.

The entire hall fell silent, then erupted in thunderous applause.

Zhang Hua and the others looked extremely pale, like wilted eggplants.

After the competition, Jun Luochuan found the referee and questioned him, "Why was today's competition so unfair?" His voice was like a booming bell, echoing in the air.

The referee stammered, unable to meet Jun Luochuan's all-seeing gaze, like a child caught red-handed doing something wrong.

At this moment, Zhang Hua walked over with a provocative smile on his face: "Jun Luochuan, don't be so smug, this is just the beginning."

Jun Luochuan looked at him coldly, his gaze seemingly capable of freezing Zhang Hua: "Zhang Hua, don't think I don't know about your little tricks."

Zhang Hua retorted angrily, "Stop being so self-righteous. If you're so capable, then keep living this glamorous life."

Jun Luochuan smiled dismissively: "I'll wait and see what other tricks you have up your sleeve."

However, the matter did not end there; a much larger conspiracy was brewing.

During a sect mission, Zhang Hua and his group once again revealed their true colors.

The mission is to collect a precious spiritual herb that grows on a dangerous cliff, which is like a gaping maw, waiting to devour those who are careless.

While climbing the cliff, Jun Luochuan suddenly discovered that his rope had been tampered with; the damaged rope was like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness.

"Oh no!" Jun Luochuan was shocked, as if his heart had instantly fallen into an ice cellar.

Just as he was about to fall, he used powerful magic to stabilize himself, like a butterfly struggling in a storm, finally finding his balance.

"Who did this?" Jun Luochuan roared, his voice echoing through the valley like the furious roar of a thunder god.

Zhang Hua and the others laughed secretly in the distance; their laughter was like the hooting of an owl, grating and repulsive.

Su Yao was also on the mission and witnessed this scene. She said angrily, "It must be Zhang Hua and his gang. They've gone too far!" Her voice was full of anger, like a burning flame.

Jun Luochuan gritted his teeth: "I will settle this score." His eyes were firm, like a burning torch.

During the process of collecting spiritual herbs, Zhang Hua and the others deliberately led Jun Luochuan to a dangerous area, hoping that he would encounter powerful demonic beasts, just like pushing a lamb into a pack of wolves.

But Jun Luochuan, with his keen senses, saw through their conspiracy. Like a vigilant cheetah, he wouldn't easily fall into their trap.

"Trying to harm me? Not so easy." Jun Luochuan thought to himself, his conviction as firm as steel.

Instead, he took advantage of these dangers to successfully collect even more spiritual herbs, like harvesting the most dazzling pearls in a storm.

Upon returning to their sect, Zhang Hua and the others expected Jun Luochuan to leave empty-handed, but to their surprise, he reaped a great harvest, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

"How is this possible?" Zhang Hua couldn't believe his eyes; his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Looking at their surprised expressions, Jun Luochuan said coldly, "I've disappointed you." His voice was as cold and piercing as the winter wind.

Zhang Hua gritted his teeth: "Jun Luochuan, don't be so arrogant."

Jun Luochuan smiled and said, "You're the arrogant ones, but I'm not afraid of you."

After that, Zhang Hua and the others became increasingly jealous of Jun Luochuan, constantly causing him trouble, like a pack of enraged mad dogs.

During one of his cultivation sessions, Jun Luochuan discovered that his cultivation resources had been stolen, a feeling akin to having his beloved possessions snatched away by robbers.

"It must be them again!" Jun Luochuan was furious, his anger seeming to burn the entire world.

He decided to no longer tolerate it and to make Zhang Hua and others pay the price, like a messenger of justice wielding the sword of punishment.

Jun Luochuan began collecting evidence, preparing to report their evil deeds to the sect elders. His serious demeanor resembled that of a persistent hunter, tracking the tracks of his prey.

Zhang Hua and his group also noticed Jun Luochuan's actions. They decided to strike first before Jun Luochuan could report them, like a group of desperate criminals trying to escape legal punishment.

They fabricated rumors about Jun Luochuan in an attempt to smear his image within the sect.

"I heard that Jun Luochuan will stop at nothing to obtain cultivation resources."

"He also secretly colluded with people from other sects."

These rumors spread rapidly within the sect, eroding people's minds like a virus, causing some disciples who were unaware of the truth to doubt Jun Luochuan.

Hearing these rumors, Su Yao was so angry that she jumped up and down: "These are all nonsense, Jun Luochuan is not that kind of person!" Her voice was full of firmness, like an unyielding flag.

Jun Luochuan, however, remained calm: "The innocent will remain innocent; they won't be able to cause trouble for long." His eyes revealed confidence and composure, like an unyielding lighthouse.

Finally, Jun Luochuan gathered enough evidence to report Zhang Hua and others' actions to the sect elders.

After investigation, the elders confirmed Jun Luochuan's statement and severely punished Zhang Hua and the others. The punishment was like a series of heavy blows to their hearts.

"Jun Luochuan, you're ruthless!" Even as he was being punished, Zhang Hua glared fiercely at Jun Luochuan, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

Jun Luochuan smiled slightly: "Those who do many unrighteous deeds will surely perish." His voice echoed in the air like a righteous pronouncement.

After these events, the disciples of the sect held Jun Luochuan in even higher esteem. He was like a towering mountain, inspiring awe and reverence. Those who had once envied him no longer dared to provoke him.

However, Jun Luochuan knew that this was just a small episode on his path to immortality, and that many more challenges awaited him in the future, just like endless stars waiting for him to explore.

Just then, news suddenly spread through the sect that a mysterious ruin had appeared nearby, said to contain endless treasures and powerful magical artifacts.

Jun Luochuan decides to go on an exploration, but what kind of adventure awaits him this time?

End of this chapter