Chapter 260

It was like dropping a thunderbolt into the crowd.

The noise from the crowd instantly grew louder, and the scene gradually became chaotic.

You can faintly hear someone shouting, "Miss Rong is a celestial lotus fairy!"

In the blink of an eye, everyone knew the news; some didn't believe it, while others were curious.

With the title of a descendant of the Lotus Sword Immortal, most people still believed it, especially since anyone could see that Rong Rong was clearly a top-tier beauty.

"Oh? A celestial being from beyond the heavens?" Li Fengxian's interest was immediately piqued. She slowly rose, playing with a strand of hair by her ear, her eyes gleaming with allure. "I love beautiful women the most. Why don't you let me see who's more beautiful between you two? I'll side with whoever is more beautiful."

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Fengxian rushed straight towards Rong Rong like a gust of wind, raising her hand to remove Rong Rong's veil.

At the critical moment, Rong Rong leaped backward, and Jiang Yetang's throwing knife struck Li Fengxian's fingertip, knocking her back.

Li Fengxian glared at the men behind her and shouted, "Aren't you going to help me?"

The group of men shuddered, their expressions glazed and frenzied as they surrounded Rong Rong.

Jiang Yetang made a hand gesture, ordering the disciples of Chuanshanlou to help Rong Rong.

Unfortunately, he didn't have many people with him, and he was surrounded by a large group of Lingyun Manor disciples, so he couldn't spare many men.

Jiang Yetang was extremely anxious and was about to ask the old man for help when he caught a glimpse of several figures flying down to Rong Rong's side and blocking Li Fengxian's men for her.

Jiang Yetang felt a little relieved, but then her heart tightened again.

These people... these people clearly have ill intentions towards Rong Rong!

They are Shen Yanbai, Luo Feiyu, and even the person from Tingxuelou that Jiang Yetang failed to catch up with that day!

Feng Wuji had not originally planned to show himself, but his risky act of speaking up for Rong Rong had already disrupted the rules of Tingxuelou.

But he couldn't bear to see the beauty being bullied. Fortunately, no one at the scene should be able to recognize him.

With the help of Shen Yanbai and the others, Rong Rong felt much more relaxed. Cheng Xiaoman was so angry that she was jumping up and down, but unfortunately, no one paid any attention to her anymore.

Seeing the commotion, some people, wanting to take advantage of the situation, joined in.

Some wanted to tear off Rong Rong's veil, some were simply passionate about fighting and wanted to have a match with the person they had been eyeing for a long time, some just wanted to join in the fun, and some wanted to take the opportunity to get revenge.

In short, the scene became increasingly chaotic. Fortunately, Rong Rong's lightness skill was good, and with Shen Yanbai and the other two guarding her closely, Rong Rong managed to escape danger several times.

Jiang Yetang finally found an opportunity in the distance and yanked the jade pendant off Cheng Xiaoman.

Cheng Xiaoman screamed, "Grandpa! Grandpa Shen! He stole my jade pendant! Grandpa, help me!"

Grandpa Shen remained unmoved, his eyes fixed intently on Rong Rong, gradually welling up with tears.

He saw his junior sister's figure, and also her light-footed skills.

Miss Rong is the true descendant of the junior sister. He was tricked by Old Man Jiang again!

"Take Cheng Xiaoman away! Lock her in the dungeon!" Old Master Shen ordered coldly, almost grinding his teeth to powder.

Cheng Xiaoman was terrified and turned to run, but was captured on the spot by the disciples of Lingyun Manor.

Whether out of personal grudges or not, the disciples gripped Cheng Xiaoman's hands so tightly they almost broke her arms.

Cheng Xiaoman wailed in anguish, "Grandpa Chen, I didn't lie to you! The jade pendant really is mine! I am a descendant of the Lotus Sword Immortal! I am the one!"

"Shut up!" Old Master Shen struck Cheng Xiaoman's face with a palm strike, causing Cheng Xiaoman to faint immediately. Her cheeks swelled up rapidly, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, the disciples of Lingyun Manor dragged Cheng Xiaoman away like a dead dog.

Jiang Yetang finally had time to help Rong Rong, and the disciples of Lingyun Manor also turned to help Rong Rong.

There are also the Thunder Light Sect, the Juedi Gang, the Wuji Sect, and so on.

As the crowd grew larger and the scene became increasingly chaotic, Jiang Yetang sensed something was wrong. He quickly approached Rong Rong, placed the jade pendant in her hand, and whispered urgently, "You go first!"

Rong Rong can't stay here any longer. Even though the Juedi Gang members are all helping Rong Rong and won't hurt her, there's no guarantee they won't forcibly kidnap her.

It would be best for Rong Rong to leave first.

Shen Yanbai and the others shared the same idea. They reached a consensus and protected Rong Rong as they weaved through the crowd, trying to leave the square.

But there were more people who wanted Rong Rong to stay.

Suddenly, someone seized the opportunity and sent a palm strike towards Rong Rong from a distance.

The palm strike was gentle and soft, unlikely to cause harm, but it was clearly aimed at Rong Rong's veil.

Jiang Yetang noticed and was about to turn around to disperse the palm wind when he was stopped by the eldest disciple of the Juedi Gang.

"Rong Rong, be careful!" Jiang Yetang's heart was in her throat, and she was so anxious that she forgot to call her sister.

The moment he was a step slower, the palm strike could reach Rong Rong without any hindrance.

Rong Rong didn't know anything about palm wind; she only felt a gust of air blowing towards her.

She leaped into the air on one foot, but unfortunately, the gust of air still grazed her and blew off her veil.

Within a five-meter radius of Rong Rong, the noisy fighting instantly froze, as if everyone had been put on pause.

People stared blankly at the figure standing in mid-air, her clothes fluttering, an exquisitely beautiful sight.

This moment felt like time had slowed down infinitely.

A gentle breeze lifted the beauty's ink-black hair, causing it to dance lightly in the air. Under the sunlight, her skin appeared translucent white, with a faint pink hue visible beneath, adding a touch of delicate radiance to her pure beauty.

Those eyebrows and eyes, meticulously sculpted by heaven, were breathtakingly beautiful. At this moment, they were calmly looking down at everyone, and wherever their gaze fell, everyone's nerves were on edge.

In a daze, people simultaneously recalled the words given by Tingxuelou: "A celestial lotus fairy from beyond the heavens."

She truly is a celestial being descended from heaven. Isn't that beautiful woman standing in mid-air a fairy who has come down to earth?

Her beauty transcends human comprehension and exceeds people's imagination.

No wonder Tingxuelou ranked her above Fengwanyue, who shrouded the dream of Xiaoxiang, and Yunzhiwutong, who was like a phoenix fairy.

If it weren't for the presence of extraterrestrials, how could it be so beautiful?

People were stunned for a long time, and their strange appearance quickly attracted more people to look in their direction, where they saw Rong Rong.

In the blink of an eye, the entire square fell silent.

"So this is a descendant of the Lotus Sword Immortal?"

Some people were so shocked that they couldn't even believe what they were seeing.

"If she's this beautiful, then the Lotus Sword Immortal..."

"Miss Rong has surpassed her teacher."

A heavy sigh answered the man's question. The man turned his head in surprise and saw that the leader of the Jedi Gang was standing next to him.

This usually fiery and imposing senior was now staring blankly at Miss Rong in the distance, as if steel had melted into water, which shocked the man so much that his eyes widened.

Many others reacted similarly to the leader of the Jedi Gang; they were all sect leaders and elders. Although they were over sixty, they were still top figures in the martial arts world in terms of both martial arts skills and prestige.

This group of people could make the entire martial arts world tremble with just a stomp of their feet, but now they have all become sentimental.

They looked at Miss Rong with varying emotions: excitement, joy, sadness, and nostalgia...

But no one reacted as strongly as Old Master Shen, who was already sobbing uncontrollably.

"Old Jiang, go to hell!"

Like a gust of wind, Old Master Shen rushed toward Old Master Jiang with murderous intent. He knew that his junior sister's descendants had grown tired of him, and that was largely due to Old Master Jiang!