Chapter 39 He was also called Hua Buxiu

Surprisingly, the jade tablet clearly showed that only five people remained, and they should have been automatically teleported out, but there was no movement at all.

Lin Yujin was horrified. "Could it be that they feel ashamed and want to back out, leaving the four of us trapped in the secret realm to die?"

The people of the Taixu Sect are the stingiest!

Bai Ziye stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Can't we just be shameless?"

"Shi Yunxiao didn't go out either."

The elders gritted their teeth and smiled slightly.

One of the elders channeled his spiritual power into the jade tablet.

Who are you calling shameless?

Who is shameless here?

They dared to let those strange beasts be their pawns, to do things that involved splitting the score equally, and they still think they can just walk away unscathed?

That won't do!

Let's have a fair and square fight!

As a line of text appeared on the jade pendant, Lin Yujin stomped her foot, "That's outrageous!"

The rules were changed at the last minute, and the game ended only after the remaining four people had finished!

Just as Jiang Xianwan was about to say something, Su Qingliu, who had been lazily standing to the side, suddenly twisted his wrist.

Without any visible movement, a faint sword aura swept into the air.

The boy, holding a long sword, gracefully descended from the treetop.

Without even looking at the jade pendant on the other person's waist, one could tell that this person was—

Shi Yunxiao.

Compared to other direct disciples, you can imagine how formidable he is.

Bai Ziye, Lin Yujin, and Jiang Xianwan exchanged glances silently.

Then.

We understand each other implicitly, and remain silent.

The troublemakers are best left to the boss.

Shi Yunxiao watched the entire exhilarating free-for-all battle from beginning to end.

Seeing the three of them lie down flat on the ground, looking like they were about to fall into a deep sleep, he couldn't help but smile, revealing a hint of envy.

"Junior Brother Su, taking care of a child must be tiring, right?"

He always looks like he hasn't woken up yet, and he's crooked and wobbly.

This shows how resilient Jiang Xianwan and his two companions are.

The three children: "...?"

Su Qingliu lazily thrust out a sword, his voice muffled, "Not bad."

Shi Yunxiao's smile grew even brighter, and with a graceful movement, he blocked the sword intent with a deep wrist. "How about I take care of Junior Sister?"

Su Qingliu: "...?"

If you say that, I'll kill you!

It was rare for Su Qingliu to be serious. He lightly flicked the blade with his fingertips, his casual demeanor diminishing by a third, and his sword intent trembled.

"That won't do."

The other two, however, could be given to him.

Before the words were even finished, the two had already exchanged dozens of blows.

It contains no moisture.

The three people on the ground were making a ruckus.

Bai Ziye feigned a fierce expression and gently tugged at Jiang Xianwan's earlobe, "Quickly say it, I am your most beloved second senior brother!"

Lin Yujin tugged at her other earlobe, "That's not allowed! Say that I'm your most beloved junior brother!"

Jiang Xianwan: "..."

Shi Yunxiao never imagined that when he was instantly killed by Su Qingliu's last sword strike, he would be attacked by Jiang Xianwan, who seemed to be expressing her loyalty, and Lin Yujin, who harbored hidden hostility.

He even got a hard slap on the butt with a magic pen.

He held his longsword close to his chest, two bumps on his head, and silently watched the four people in the spirit screen sitting cross-legged, heads touching, dividing the loot.

Suddenly, he sat cross-legged and entered a meditative state!

The elders were initially worried that the three men's shameless act of finishing him off would destabilize his Dao heart.

Just as she was worried and wanted to offer some words of comfort, she was speechless to find that Shi Yunxiao had entered a meditative state.

Su Qingliu and his three companions were completely unaware of this, and they divided the spoils without any burden. In order to tie for first place, they decisively threw away a few pieces of earth crystals.

What is a face?

Is it edible?

Jiang Xianwan had just pocketed her share when, before the smile on her lips could fade, her expression suddenly changed.

Without a second thought, he grabbed the large iron pot and, the moment he was teleported out of the secret realm, slammed it over his head.

"Junior Sister!"

The three boys were startled, and Su Qingliu's expression also became more serious.

The elders who witnessed this scene were somewhat puzzled, and they all stood up and surrounded the large pot that had been turned upside down on the ground.

Hua Buxiu stepped into the center of the martial arts arena.

Jiang Xianwan, who was curled up in the pot, turned pale with shock. Hearing the commotion around him, he quickly pulled out a lump of incredibly foul-smelling pills and frantically rubbed them on his body, trying to suppress the fragrance that was beginning to emanate from him.

Her spring fever has arrived at this very moment!

The vast training ground was filled with elders and disciples. Di Yin's expression changed slightly. He was about to get up, but then, remembering something, he clenched his fingers tightly and sat down firmly.

Yun Weize slowly put down his teacup. "Could it be that the spring tide has arrived?"

The pot was surrounded by layers of people. An elder tried to pry it open, but the pot remained motionless as if it were being subjected to a thousand pounds of force.

A thin layer of sweat beaded on Jiang Xianwan's temples as he gritted his teeth and applied several more Thousand-Jin Talismans.

what to do?

She can't hide in the pot for four or five days!

Although Su Qingliu and the others were not certain, they keenly sensed something unusual and stopped the two elders who were rolling up their sleeves and preparing to move the pot together.

Don't touch it!

"Don't touch the pot!"

"Don't touch it!"

Hua Buxiu, who had joined in to help, was pushed and stumbled by Su Qingliu.

Realizing that these three blind bastards didn't recognize his true face, he waved his sleeve and pushed them aside.

"Get out!"

The disciples were already stunned. Despite their fear of the Sword Master's sudden change in expression, none of them were willing to leave, even if it meant getting a beating.

Everyone wanted to see what Jiang Xianwan was up to this time, and they were also eager to team up and beat her up to settle their score in the secret realm.

Out of concern, the elders joined forces to target Hua Buxiu, with the alchemy elder losing his composure and shouting out the name of the Phoenix Sword Master.

"Hua Buxiu, what time is it? Get out of the way! Her expression was off just now, let me take a look at her!"

"This is not the time for jokes!"

"Didn't you see her face change?"

Su Qingliu and the other two were slightly stunned, still maintaining the posture of opening their arms, looking blankly at the beautiful but mentally unstable Fengyi Sword Master.

Flower Never Ends?

Is he also called Hua Buxiu?

Which flower never stops blooming?

Isn't he the Phoenix Sword Master?!

In a moment of distraction, Hua Buxiu swept Su Qingliu and Bai Ziye aside with a flick of his sleeve, kicked Lin Yujin aside, and plopped down on the pot.

With arms crossed and one long leg casually draped over the other, he silently crushed a pill with his fingertips.

"Oh, you look pale? It's probably because I secretly put two spoonfuls of croton powder in her water glass in her room."

Having said that, he fanned his sleeves as if in disgust.

Everyone: "...?"

It seems to smell a bit.

But... is it really possible for you to treat your disciple like this?!

Jiang Xianwan: "..."

Qin Qin frowned, her eyes filled with tension and disapproval. "Junior Uncle, please get up first, and let Elder Ming take a look at Junior Sister Wanwan."

Upon hearing this, Hua Buxiu tilted his head and glanced at him dismissively, "Who is your junior uncle? Who is your junior sister Wanwan?"

How dare they covet his wicked disciple?

Who gave him the guts?

He lowered his eyes and stroked his fingertips, his nonchalant voice carrying an absolute air of dominance, "Does my word no longer matter?"

"If anyone dares to extend a single finger today, I will burn down the entire Taixu Sect... including you all."

Everyone: "..."

Su Qingliu: "...!"

Bai Ziye: "...!"

Lin Yujin: "...!"

Jiang Xianwan in the pot: "...!"