Chapter 12 The White Moonlight Kills the Male and Female Protagonists (12)

When everyone looked over, they witnessed an unbelievable scene.

The disciple at the twelfth level of Qi Refining was sent flying. Fortunately, there were ropes on both sides of the arena to stop him, otherwise he would have been thrown off the arena and injured all over.

All of this happened so fast that almost no one noticed when Jin Shu made her move.

The Immortal Venerable Diyong was naturally not calm. He slammed his hand on the table and stood up. Seeing this scene, he cursed in exasperation.

"Useless thing! Can't even beat a piece of trash whose spiritual vein has been destroyed!"

After saying that, he casually joked with Immortal Venerable Canglan.

"You're too outspoken and couldn't help but speak harshly! Your disciple is quite capable, with so many natal magic weapons. Immortals below the Foundation Establishment stage are no match for her."

Canglan's face was cold.

“The trial competition is not just about cultivation level. You have to accept the consequences of your bet. Your disciple lost.”

Di Yong snorted.

"As expected of the daughter of Emperor Hao, she is far more powerful than those miscellaneous immortals!"

However, you'd better tell your apprentice to be careful from now on.

This advancement means the next opponent will likely be at least at the Foundation Establishment stage.

"If she loses miserably, it will be you, Canglan, who will lose face."

Canglan didn't speak, but lowered his eyes to look at Jin Shu below the stage.

She probably did this to save face for her sect.

At this moment, Jin Shu had no idea what these people were thinking, nor did she care to know.

A Qi Refining Level 12 cultivator is no match for a Foundation Establishment Peak cultivator.

Moreover, the other party never took her seriously from the beginning.

Jin Shu was different; she would not give up any opportunity for trial, so she was not distracted at all and adjusted her strength according to the difference in cultivation levels between the two sides.

It's pretty much as I expected.

Her opponent couldn't withstand a single move from her.

This is the consequence of underestimating your opponent.

Jingye and the others in the audience watched this scene with disbelief in their eyes.

Just a moment ago, Jingye was confidently saying that Jin Shu wouldn't last two moves against the opponent, but upon seeing this scene, she felt a burning pain on her face.

"How is this possible..."

Meng Ling watched Jin Shu walk over and waved to her with a bright smile.

"Senior Sister is amazing! She truly deserves to be the most powerful among us! Let alone those at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, even those at the middle level would definitely not be your match!"

I knew you could win!

Xin Yi covered her mouth from the side.

"Don't talk nonsense. Senior Sister was able to win this time because she used her natal magic weapon. Under normal circumstances, this kind of magic weapon can only be used twice a day, and at most it can only win against those below the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Saying that might make my senior sister hate you."

Meng Ling opened her eyes wide in confusion, then belatedly realized her mistake and looked at her two senior brothers with a guilty expression, whispering something in her ear.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake again. What I learned in the human world is that only when people know how powerful you are will they stop bullying you."

Lianxin shook her head.

"It's not your fault. It's just the rule of the immortal realm. Everyone admires strength and is obsessed with cultivation. Anyone with high cultivation will become the target of everyone's attacks."

After that, the other three fellow disciples were also selected in turn.

Of course, the final result was predictable; they won the trial with ease.

In this round, those who went up to grab the signs were generally those with low cultivation levels, so there wasn't much to see.

The second round begins.

Of the original three thousand trial disciples, only one thousand five remain.

In the second round, the same approach as the first round was adopted, with participants voluntarily going up to pull out a sign and compete against a selected opponent.

The remaining cultivators are mostly at the Foundation Establishment stage, around the mid-stage.

Disciples like Jingye and Lianxin, who were kept behind the scenes, had already broken through the peak of Foundation Establishment and reached the middle stage of cultivation.

As for the specific stage it has reached, only the person in question knows for sure.

The trial began, and Jin Shu sat cross-legged in the corner again, closing her eyes to cultivate.

Several disciples of the Immortal Venerables sitting nearby witnessed this scene and began to discuss it amongst themselves.

"This Jin Shu certainly knows how to put on airs. What's the point of sitting cross-legged and cultivating when she clearly has no spiritual veins left?"

"I think doing this will only make us nervous. What's the use of being anxious now if we don't work hard usually? If we work hard enough usually, we won't be short of half an incense stick's worth of cultivation time."

"Haha, maybe they'll break through to the next level with just this half-stick of incense!"

These people laughed without any restraint.

Because Jin Shu was sitting far away, she had no spiritual power and couldn't possibly hear the commotion from here.

If they were in her presence, these people would behave more restrained, after all, she is the daughter of the Emperor Hao and the niece of the Queen Mother of the East, her family background is undeniable.

"What nonsense are you spouting! Talking bad about my senior sister, be careful when you pick on her and she beats you to a pulp!"

Meng Ling's shout did indeed silence the whispers.

Instead, there was an increasingly mocking gaze and a hidden hostility in his eyes.

Xin Yi pulled Meng Ling along.

"Stop talking, sit down."

"What are you doing? Aren't you angry that they talked about Senior Sister like that? Senior Sister is so powerful, she's the daughter of the War God Haohuang, a chosen one with pure blood. How dare these inferior immortals point fingers at her like that?"

The voice wasn't loud, but everyone around was a cultivator.

So I heard those words very clearly.

"Heh, what a pure bloodline! What a flawed immortal! If I were to draw Jin Shu, I would certainly want to see just how powerful a pure immortal bloodline truly is!"

"What is Jin Shu without bloodline?! She's just a piece of trash now, how laughable that there are still people groveling and licking her bloodline!"

"Haha, of course it's useful! If you have the opportunity to cultivate with her, the child born may inherit the bloodline of Emperor Hao and make rapid progress in cultivation. It will also be very beneficial to you!"

Upon hearing this, Lianxin and Xinyi, who had been sitting calmly just moments before, couldn't hold back any longer.

If Jingye hadn't stopped them, they would have rushed up and punched that man by now!

"Don't make any rash moves. Hitting someone off the ring is severely punished. If you want to teach him a lesson, then we'll see you in the ring. We'll have plenty of opportunities!"

Just then, Jin Shu, who had been sitting cross-legged, slowly stood up.

And they walked this way.

The group of people who had been whispering just moments before immediately fell silent.

As for the one who spouted arrogant words, he seemed completely unconcerned.

Because Jin Shu couldn't hear it at all.

Even if I heard it, so what?

With his mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation, he could easily crush her.

It would be great if we could compete on stage together. Perfect timing! He's been wanting to touch this prodigy's waist to see just how slender it really is!

Jin Shu glanced at him, her eyes cold and indifferent.

The other person actually laughed.

I made a mouth shape.

"Go ahead and hit me if you dare!"

If Jin Shu really couldn't help but hit him off the stage, he definitely wouldn't fight back.

(End of this chapter)