Chapter 125: The Battle Between Reason and Selfishness

Shen Miaoyin was the first to arrive on the arena, looking at Jiang Yan triumphantly. She guessed that the next person sent by the Hehuan Sect would definitely be Jiang Yan.

He had already decided to use the same move he had used against Po Yun against Jiang Yan, so that this flower cultivator would never have a chance to become a god again!

Unexpectedly, Feng Qingyu leaped onto the arena in the next second.

"It's you?!"

Shen Miaoyin looked at the person in front of her with considerable surprise: "How could it be you! What makes you think you're on stage!"

The crowd below was also incredibly shocked. "The Demon Emperor? Why is he on stage?!"

Feng Qingyu smiled slightly and said firmly, "I am Jiang Yan's Daoist partner, so naturally I am qualified to fight against you on behalf of the Hehuan Sect! Enough nonsense, show me all your best skills!"

Shen Miaoyin frowned slightly. Feng Qingyu was injured some time ago and should not have fully recovered yet, so she didn't need to worry too much!

With a flick of her wrist, Shen Miaoyin raised the long sword and leaped towards Feng Qingyu!

The next second, the person in front of her suddenly transformed into a sea of ​​red mist, instantly surrounding her.

While Shen Miaoyin was in a daze, she suddenly felt her hand go empty as the sword was snatched away. The next second, she felt a pain in her chest as the long sword pierced through her chest cavity!

"Junior sister! Quickly force him to reveal himself!"

Jiang Qun called out anxiously from below the stage!

Shen Miaoyin frowned, and in a flash, she gathered a ball of spiritual energy at her fingertips and rushed towards the surrounding red sea of ​​mist!

A series of mechanical voices suddenly echoed in Jiang Yan's mind below the stage: "Feng Qingyu's health level is 75%."

"It continues to grow, currently at 75.1%...75.2%...until that figure settles at 79.9%."

Xiao Mei's excited voice rang in his mind: "Host! Once his health recovers to 80%, you can break the bond with him!"

"He's recovered way too fast since he came to Qimeng Mountain!"

Looking at the figures of Shen Miaoyin on the stage, Jiang Yan already guessed what was going on.

On the arena, Feng Qingyu did not intend to fight for long. With a single sword strike, she pierced through Shen Miaoyin's dantian, completely destroying the foundation of her cultivation!

Just as he was about to get to the bottom of this vicious woman, Jiang Qun, who was sitting in the audience, immediately spoke up: "Yuanjian Pavilion concedes defeat!"

Then, after a gong was struck, the man quickly took the injured Shen Miaoyin away.

Jiang Yan looked at Shen Miaoyin, whose spiritual roots were completely destroyed, and sneered: This is the result of her trying to harm others but harming herself instead!

For someone like Shen Miaoyin, who cannot cultivate immortality or attain enlightenment, the remaining days are nothing but endless torment.

Feng Qingyu came down from the stage, and Jiang Yan led him to a stream to wash the blood off his hands.

She took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the water from his hands, when she suddenly heard him ask, "You know everything, right?"

Before Jiang Yan could speak, he whispered in her ear, "Suppressing my health is because... I don't want to sever ties with you so soon. Letting go is the rational choice. Cherishing the time I spend with you is an uncontrollable selfish emotion."

She was slightly taken aback and was about to pull her hand away from his when he grabbed it firmly.

“I know you’re determined to get the Green Mountain White Jade Vine this time, and you’ll definitely say goodbye to me. I always thought I was rational and composed enough, but now I realize that I still crave this last connection with you… I knew this day would come eventually… but I wasn’t ready to say goodbye to you.”

The people behind him stood frozen in place, their expressions filled with undisguised sorrow.

Almost simultaneously, their health scores appeared on the panel in Jiang Yan's mind: Dongfang Chen's was 69.7.

Lin Yun is 71.2.

Gongsun Jin is 73.4.

Even Shen Yuchen's score has now risen to 65.8.

He had always felt that he was the slowest to recover among them and was very worried that he would hold her back, so he had been focusing on his cultivation recently.

After arriving at Qimeng Mountain, she was in agony every day, worried that if Kangfu recovered too quickly, it would accelerate the process of breaking the bond between her and him, and that if Kangfu recovered too slowly, it would affect her plans.

The moment Feng Qingyu took the stage to make her move today, he understood that everyone... had suppressed their health to some extent.

"Feng Qingyu..."

Jiang Yan looked up at him, hesitant to speak.

Suddenly, a green spicy strip shot over like lightning, wrapped around her wrist, and shouted, "The competition is about to begin! Old Demon, why aren't you going yet!"

Feng Qingyu glared at him unhappily, gritting her teeth inwardly.

Lin Yun tightened his grip on Jiang Yan's wrist; he was no longer afraid of this old demon.

He craned his neck and shouted, "Go fight!"

Trying to be all lovey-dovey in front of him? That's too much! Does he think he's a dead snake? He won't allow this old devil to hear things before he does!

Anyway, it's just not going to happen in this lifetime!

Jiang Yan reached out and touched the little snake's head, then turned around and walked towards the arena first.

The Yuanjian Pavilion sent Jiang Qun; this was their last trump card.

Before going on stage, Shen Miaoyin tricked and coaxed Jiang Qun into taking one of her special medicine pills.

Feng Qingyu noticed this and raised an eyebrow slightly. Since these people from Yuanjian Pavilion were so eager to destroy their cultivation, he naturally wouldn't show any mercy.

Jiang Qun's cultivation level is the highest in Yuanjian Pavilion, and now that he has taken Shen Miaoyin's special medicine, he can still hold his own against Feng Qingyu for a while.

His swordsmanship has become increasingly bizarre lately, and he even managed to stab Feng Qingyu's arm.

The tip of the sword was also coated with poison, clearly not the same poison used on Po Yun earlier. Feng Qingyu quickly activated the antidote pill in her body.

Although he couldn't completely suppress them, delaying them for a while was enough for him to deal with the person in front of him!

The audience below watched intently, but Feng Qingyu had lost all patience to continue entangled with the people from Yuanjian Pavilion.

His eyes narrowed slightly. After destroying the long sword in Jiang Qun's hand with his internal force, he took advantage of Jiang Qun's unpreparedness and struck the person in front of him back with a palm strike!

Finally, he used his inner force to deeply shove those fragments into Jiang Qun's dantian! Then he kicked him off the stage.

The spiritual energy around Jiang Qun surged outwards uncontrollably.

Those cultivators quickly realized what was going on: "They're actually using unorthodox methods to improve their cultivation!"

"If someone is injured after taking this medicine, it will severely deplete their vital energy! He's already suffered such a serious injury; I'm afraid he'll never be able to cultivate again!"

"They brought it on themselves! I think those guys from Yuanjiange County cheated the same way! They destroyed their own foundation, they deserved it!"

The Hehuan Sect's advancement to the finals can be considered a successful entry into the competition.

This also means that they are bound to confront the Xuanjian Sect.

Several disciples whispered among themselves, "If the Demon Lord, the Immortal Lord, and Senior Brother Yu Chen were to take the stage for that Flower Cultivator, then we..."

Qingyu said with a stern face, "What are you afraid of? He's just someone who was expelled from his sect, what can he possibly do to cause trouble?!"

The mimosa tree is over there.

Jiang Yan walked over to Po Yun and said, "Senior brother, let me handle the competition this afternoon."

Before Po Yun could speak, Shen Yuchen said, "I'll go first."

Jiang Yan turned to look at him and nodded: "Okay, he'll go first."