Chapter 72 Crisis?

Su Yuyuan looked at her and felt a little scared. A sense of fear inexplicably rose in his heart, but he could only grit his teeth and summon the magic weapon.

At this moment, Yu Qianling's spiritual power surged, and the crimson spear in his hand suddenly flew over. With a "clang," Su Yuyuan summoned his flying sword to block it, and sparks flew everywhere at the point of impact.

"Now I'll let you, this pampered good-for-nothing, taste the wonders of martial arts spear techniques!" Yu Qianling lunged forward and leaped into the air, wielding his spear as he launched another fierce attack on him.

"The world's spear techniques include blocking, seizing, thrusting, parrying, striking, washing, and stabbing!"

With each word she uttered, her attack intensified. Su Yuyuan struggled to dodge with his sword, then summoned a pair of flying wheel magical artifacts in an attempt to attack from behind.

Seeing this, Yu Qianling used his spear as a pivot, spun around to dodge the flying wheel's sneak attack, and kicked Su Yuyuan in the face.

Su Yuyuan was shocked and blocked with his sword, but he was still knocked back a few steps. Before he could regain his footing, Yu Qianling's spear tip pierced through him again.

asshole!

Su Yuyuan was a weapon cultivator, and usually relied on magic weapons and treasures to defend himself. However, facing Yu Qianling's fierce and rapid attacks, he didn't even have time to summon magic weapons.

After Yu Qianling delivered a powerful kick, he used the momentum to leap into the air, filling his spear with spiritual energy. A spear array quickly formed behind him, and he shouted, "Flaming Spear!"

As soon as she finished speaking, several muskets flew out from the fiery red gun array and charged towards him.

Seeing this, Su Yuyuan hurriedly summoned the White Scale Armor Shield and held it in front of him in an attempt to block the attack.

Unfortunately, under the powerful barrage of musket fire, he retreated step by step against his cracked armor shield, and was sent flying into the air by the final wave of musket fire.

"Oh no!" Su Yuyuan was shocked. Sure enough, a figure flashed in front of him.

Yu Qianling chuckled and suddenly swept his spiritual power spear horizontally, sending Su Yuyuan flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground below the arena.

"Done!" Yu Qianling deftly holstered her gun, stood on the stage looking down at him, and said coldly, "You little piece of trash, from now on, bow your head before your sister, understand?"

Su Yuyuan clutched his chest in excruciating pain, looked up at her, and then coughed up a mouthful of blood. He could only leave resentfully, being helped away by others.

The match lasted less than a quarter of an hour from start to finish. Elder Feng Shen, who was presiding over the match, was stunned for a moment before saying, "Peach Blossom Valley wins this match!"

Cheers erupted from the stands. The intense competition ignited the entire arena, with many people excitedly shouting Yu Qianling's name and cheering her on.

"Damn, less than a quarter of an hour?" Shi Yi exclaimed in surprise.

Du Jiaoxi stared blankly at the stage for a few seconds, "Uh...it seems I miscalculated."

Yu Xuan crossed his arms and smiled, "Give me some spirit stones, you two."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Du Jiaoxi and Shi Yi looked pained, and reluctantly took out a spirit stone bag. Yu Xuan weighed the 20,000 spirit stones in his hand, and his smile widened.

This infuriated Du Jiaoxi. This was her reward for a month's work, and she just lost it all like that?

When Yu Qianling returned, she saw Shi Yi looking at her with a resentful expression. "What's wrong?"

"I was blind..."

"???"

Yu Qianling didn't bother to ask any further questions and quickly returned to her seat to celebrate with the others from Peach Blossom Valley.

Du Jiaoxi looked at Yu Xuan and asked, "You seem to know her quite well."

Suddenly, Shi Yi remembered something. "How could I not understand? After all, she was the woman who chased him for two days and two nights."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xuan's expression darkened, and Du Jiaoxi, seeing this, dared not say anything more. Instead, she turned her head and whispered to Shi Yi about the ins and outs of the matter.

"The next match will be between the Illusionary Sound Sect and the Beast Taming Sect!"

...

The competition continued, while Ye Luo, tormented by her heat, remained fast asleep inside the inn.

Jun Yi looked at his sleeping face and pinched his fair cheek. Suddenly, he felt an evil aura slowly approaching them.

Jun Yi frowned and pondered for a moment. A flash of silver light transformed into a small dragon, which hid in the crook of Ye Luo's neck, vigilantly observing the situation.

Black mist slowly seeped in through the cracks in the door, paused for a moment, and then suddenly rushed towards the sleeping Ye Luo.

Jun Yi's eyes turned slightly cold, and he unleashed a powerful burst of spiritual energy, causing the black aura to let out a miserable scream and vanish without a trace.

Jun Yi probed with his divine sense for a moment and found that it had disappeared without a trace. He was immediately puzzled, "Who exactly was it?"

For some reason, he felt a strong sense of familiarity with that force, and he also felt an intense loathing for it.

At the street corner.

"Cough cough..." Bai Ruoqian, dressed in a black cloak, knelt in a corner and coughed up blood. "Damn it! Didn't everyone from Peach Blossom Valley go out? How come there are still powerful people guarding it?!"

I originally thought I could get rid of Ye Luo without anyone knowing and prevent future troubles.

“We were really careless… Ye Luo, let’s not make any rash moves for now. My soul is damaged and I’ll probably need to rest for a while. You need to get some more soul fragments to nourish me.”

"Now? Where am I supposed to get it for you?!"

"Do you think I'm begging you?" Xin Hun Yin's voice turned cold.

Upon hearing this, Bai Ruoqian's expression stiffened. After thinking for a moment, she said, "The preliminary competition should be over in a few days. I'll think of something then."

...

When Ye Luo woke up, she saw Jun Yi sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Upon hearing this, Jun Yi turned to look at him, "There was an evil aura trying to attack you just now."

Ye Luo's face froze for a moment. "An evil aura?"

"Yes, I've already chased them away." Jun Yi was still shaken; if he hadn't been there today, things would have been much worse.

Ye Luo seemed to sense his worry and leaned against him to comfort him, saying, "Don't worry, I will work even harder to cultivate in the future."

"Okay." Jun Yi's golden eyes softened as he kissed the tip of his small nose. "I'll wait for you to become stronger, wait for you to grow up a bit more..."

As he spoke, he seemed unable to suppress his restless desire and lowered his head to kiss the red lips that were so close to his.

"Mmm!" Ye Luo's face flushed red from his kisses. She braced her hands against his chest and gasped, "Stop kissing me, I have to go watch Third Senior Sister's match..."

"But your body..."

"Didn't you mark me last night? And I took the pill and feel fine now."

Seeing his sullen face, Ye Luo could only resort to her coquettish charm, which made him feel all itchy, and he got a few more slaps on his little bottom.

"I'm worried, I'll go with you."

"good!"

When Ye Luo arrived at the arena, the top four sects in the individual competition of the Fengyun Group had already been determined, and the preparation and rest time seemed to have just ended. At this moment, Yu Qianling was walking towards the arena.

At this moment, Nan Muyin saw him and said, "Hey, Junior Brother, what brings you here?"

"Hehe, of course I'm here to see Third Senior Sister dominate the entire audience!"

Cen Feng: "Hey, didn't you see how Su Yuyuan was beaten up by Third Senior Sister? He looked so pitiful, hahaha!"

"Hahaha, how could he possibly be a match for Third Senior Sister? Losing is inevitable." How could someone who spends all his time fawning over women and has no ambition ever become a fierce wolf?

Ye Luo actually felt quite sorry for him. His talent was actually quite good. If he had focused on cultivation, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.

"It's starting." Nan Muyin looked at the stage, her face seemingly serious. "This kid from the Illusionary Sound Sect is quite capable; he seems to be holding her back."

Ye Luo looked up at the stage and saw a tall, slender man with an aloof expression and a cold, elegant demeanor, like a snow lotus on a high mountain, giving off a feeling that he could be admired from afar but not touched.

"Oh, a flower on a high mountain."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Cen Feng asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing, I was just saying it casually." Ye Luo looked at the arena, where the man held a white jade flute and bowed proudly to Yu Qianling, "Greetings."

"Please!" Yu Qianling, familiar with the Illusionary Sound Sect's attack methods, took the lead and attacked him.

At this moment, Qing Yu waved his sleeve and several talismans flew out, blasting towards Yu Qianling. Then he leaped up and created distance.

He immediately activated the magic weapon in his hand, and a huge ice crystal lotus suddenly appeared, firmly protecting him within it. It seemed that everything was ready, and the sound of his flute began to play.

Yu Qianling had a bad feeling and frantically attacked the defensive ice crystal lotus, only to find that the shield was completely undamaged.

As the eerie sound of the flute continued to play, Yu Qianling felt dizzy and disoriented, and then entered the illusion woven by Qing Yu.

*

Flames soared into the sky within the illusion, and ruins were everywhere. Not far away, one could see many cultivators fighting and battling.

"Waaaaah..." A little girl in red sat on the ground, crying helplessly as she looked at the corpses of her people.

"Qianling!" A frantic cry rang out as a chain hurtled toward the weeping Yu Qianling. A beautiful woman flashed to the side and deflected the strange chain.

"Mother!"

"Run!"

The beautiful woman's face showed a resolute look as she charged towards the man, and after a fierce attack, she killed him.

"Mother..."

The beautiful woman's face was covered in blood. She lovingly stroked her head, her eyes already brimming with tears, and choked out, "Qianling, my darling..."

"Mother?" Yu Qianling seemed to understand something, shaking her head and crying, "Let's go find Father, shall we go together..."

The beautiful woman watched the fierce battle in the sky, placed a seal on Yu Qianling's forehead with her fingertips, and said with a resolute look in her eyes, "Mother, you must go to help your father. You must become stronger in the future and protect yourself well, understand?"

The beautiful woman quickly activated a spatial teleportation artifact, and Yu Qianling's petite body soared into the air. "Mother—!"

With a distortion of space, Yu Qianling was plunged into darkness, and could vaguely hear her mother's voice.

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