How could Ning Yongchang not cherish such a great opportunity?

It would also be a good opportunity for him to show off his masculinity in front of Wanqing.

"Who are you calling a third-rate sect? That's laughable. I think your Ziyang Palace calls itself first-rate."

"No matter how you recruit them, they'll all be third-rate disciples," Li Muge retorted sarcastically.

"I didn't realize you were so quick-witted. In that case, we disciples of Ziyang Palace will give you a taste of your own medicine."

Another female disciple who was on good terms with Sun Lianyi said.

In any case, how could a third-rate sect dare to humiliate their Ziyang Palace?

"What should we do? Mu Ge, run! A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. There are more than a dozen of them, and you can't beat them all by yourself."

Little Peony was worried about Li Muge's safety and quickly reminded him.

"Escape? There's no way to escape." Li Muge calculated the distance.

With so many people, she really didn't stand a chance. If she ran away, it would be tantamount to confirming her status as a third-rate sect.

They won't be able to escape then.

It made them a laughing stock for no reason.

"How about this, you're only at the Qi Refining stage, so our Ziyang Palace will pick a Qi Refining disciple to fight you, so that word doesn't get out."

"People say that we in Ziyang Palace bully the weak with guns."

Another female disciple spoke up, and it seemed that this female disciple was quite prestigious among the group of Ziyang Palace disciples.

“Okay,” Li Muge readily agreed.

Ning Yongchang naturally volunteered, since the little girl looked like she was at the third level of Qi Refining.

He's at the first level of Qi Refining, and this kind of utterly crushing attack gives the goddess a chance to vent her anger.

It's like a pie falling from the sky.

Ning Yongchang was naturally eager to continue.

"Third Senior Brother, just teach Sister Mu Ge a lesson, don't kill her."

Li Wanqing feigned sympathy.

Ning Yongchang, the number one simp, was deeply moved: "Wanqing, you are so kind."

Li Muge lazily raised her eyes: "Is that guy over there out of his mind? Are we going to fight or not?"

"Fine, then. A woman with such a vicious mind like you deserves to be taught a lesson." Ning Yongchang raised his sword and stabbed at Li Muge's neck.

"I thought your Ziyang Palace disciples were so great. They're all useless."

Li Muge drew her Qingming sword, and her sword strike was swift.

Even though he was only at the first level of Qi Refining, he could still make Ning Yongchang retreat in defeat.

How could this be allowed? Ning Yongchang had seen Li Wanqing; how could he possibly embarrass himself in front of his goddess?

Ning Yongchang silently recited the incantation, and instantly, a strong wind swept around Li Muge.

Li Muge couldn't open her eyes at all.

Little Peony quickly sent a telepathic warning: "Mu Ge, be careful, this bastard is using a high-level magic weapon to fight you."

"I know." Unable to open her eyes, Li Muge simply tore off a strip of light gray cloth from her sleeve and covered her eyes with it.

Her master had told her that sometimes, the eyes can recognize all things.

But perhaps it's not a good thing.

Sometimes what the eyes see is not necessarily true; illusions can cloud one's judgment.

But the heart will not.

Li Muge covered her eyes.

Ning Yongchang scoffed.

The other disciples of Ziyang Palace exchanged glances, their eyes filled with contempt for Li Muge.

In their eyes.

Li Muge, a cultivator without any background, is nothing more than fish on a chopping board.

Ning Yong pressed down on the ring in his hand; this was a treasure, not just something that could stir up a storm.

It can also suppress the spiritual power of cultivators.

Just when he thought he had won for sure.

But they discovered that Li Muge, who was blindfolded, perfectly dodged every move.

Li Muge struck Ning Yongchang directly with the back of his sword.

They knocked Ning Yongchang to the ground.

The matter was originally supposed to be left at that, but who knew that when Li Muge turned to leave...

Ning Yongchang, that sycophant, actually tried to launch a sneak attack, which made Li Muge furious.

With a single sword stroke, he severed Ning Yongchang's index finger, which was adorned with a ring.

The mature senior sister of Ziyang Palace quickly ran to Ning Yongchang's side.

He used magic to stop the bleeding, then wrapped the severed finger in a handkerchief, picked it up, and handed it to Ning Yongchang.

"Third junior brother, crush the wooden plaque and go back quickly. Your injury is serious. If you wait any longer, this finger may not be able to be reattached."

Ning Yong's face was pale, devoid of any color. The pain from his severed finger made it difficult for him to even speak properly.

"Senior Sister, you, you must, avenge me."

"Okay, I will definitely teach this woman a lesson."

Ji Motong, the senior disciple of Ziyang Palace, is a calm and composed person.

Therefore, the elders were quite at ease letting her bring both new and old disciples to participate in the trial.

However, their two disciples from Ziyang Palace were so badly injured by this female disciple from Xuanguang Sect.

How will she face the trust of the elders and the sect leader when she returns?

Thinking about it this way, she felt even more resentful towards Li Muge.

These disciples from minor sects are simply not taught properly by their masters; they are utterly ignorant and arrogant.

Ning Yongchang's severed finger made Ziyang Palace even more disgusted with Li Muge.

They surrounded Li Muge.

Just as Li Muge was about to fight them to the death.

The once empty desert suddenly began to echo.

"Hahaha, I thought Ziyang Palace was such a righteous sect, but I didn't expect them to resort to such despicable tactics as bullying the weak with numbers."

"Who is it?" Ji Motong asked coldly.

"I will not change my name or surname, Tianhe Valley Gong Yujia."

Li Muge's attention was drawn to it.

Gong Yujia wore a fitted light blue outfit, and the subtle air of heroism between her brows made her features appear even more defined.

The moment Li Muge saw her, she felt that this woman was very familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before.

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