Xia Yuwei's face turned deathly pale, her lips trembling: "You... how could you..."
Pei Qingfeng, who had been standing silently to the side, looked at Bai Ying with great interest.
Duan Xiuyuan struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with terror and resentment: "You... what kind of sorcery did you use?!"
Bai Ying was too lazy to explain, and simply said coldly, "Get lost."
That single word struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer, instantly silencing the arrogant young men and women who had been so domineering just moments before.
No one saw clearly how Bai Ying made her move.
Xia Yuwei's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Isn't Xia Qingdai a useless person with extremely poor aptitude?
How did she manage to do that?!
How is that possible!
Duan Xiuyuan's face turned ashen, but he dared not step forward again and could only grit his teeth and pick up the sword.
Just then, a thunderous roar exploded: "Insolence! What are you doing?!"
Everyone turned around in shock, only to see the immortal walking through the air, his robes fluttering as he arrived at the Spirit Spring.
Duan Xiuyuan was lying awkwardly on the edge of the spiritual spring, almost falling into it, which startled the immortal master, whose face changed drastically.
This sacred spring is so precious, how could it be allowed to be defiled by mortals?
"Immortal Master!" Xia Yuwei's eyes flashed with a sharp light as she quickly and gracefully bowed. "It was my sister who insisted on competing with Young Master Duan; no matter how we tried to persuade her..."
"Shut up!" the immortal interrupted sharply, his piercing gaze sweeping over Bai Ying. He was clearly furious.
Xia Yuwei had a slight smile on her lips.
Even if Xia Qingdai used some unknown means to defeat Duan Xiuyuan, so what?
Can she compare to the immortal?
She is now bound to be punished by the immortal!
Xia Yuwei looked at the immortal with some anticipation, hoping that he could avenge her.
Duan Xiuyuan, that good-for-nothing, couldn't even handle such a simple task. He's truly useless.
The immortal's face was ashen, his wide sleeves fluttering even without wind. He was truly enraged—these two ignorant brats dared to engage in a private duel in the forbidden area of the Spirit Spring!
"Insolence!" the immortal elder shouted sternly, his Nascent Soul stage aura instantly enveloping the entire area.
Everyone was so overwhelmed by this aura that they couldn't lift their heads. Xia Yuwei even knelt down on the ground, but a twisted look of pleasure appeared on her face.
Only Bai Ying stood still. Instead of hiding her strength as usual, she revealed her entire divine soul.
The divine soul pressure of the Nascent Soul stage cultivator poured out like a tidal wave.
Just as the immortal raised his palm to punish him...
"boom!"
The nascent soul within the immortal's sea of consciousness trembled violently, sensing a powerful pressure emanating from Bai Ying. His divine sense felt as if it had collided with a towering mountain. That vast, abyss-like divine soul power... that unfathomable realm of cultivation...
"Transformation... Nascent Soul stage?!"
The immortal trembled violently, his Dao heart almost breaking down. He stared wide-eyed at the seemingly frail girl before him, his sword-wielding hand trembling uncontrollably.
A bead of cold sweat slid down his temple and landed on the bluestone slab with a crisp sound.
The immortal's legs went weak, and his knees trembled uncontrollably beneath his Taoist robe. He gritted his teeth to keep from collapsing to his knees, his forehead already covered in cold sweat.
Instinct compelled him to immediately submit, but his remaining reason screamed—since this powerful figure was disguised as a young lady of the Xia family, she must have ulterior motives. He couldn't reveal her true strength.
The immortal's back was instantly soaked with sweat, his Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty, but he couldn't utter a sound.
"Immortal Master," Bai Ying suddenly chuckled, looking at the immortal master with a mocking expression, "how do you intend to punish me?"
To onlookers, this question sounded incredibly audacious.
The onlookers gasped in shock, and the admiration in Pei Qingfeng's eyes instantly turned into disappointment.
Faced with such a terrifying being, she was so arrogant and ignorant that she spoke such words to him.
If you anger the immortal, you deserve to be killed with a single blow.
"He's really asking for death." Someone muttered quietly, "The immortal could do it with a flick of his finger..."
Little did they know that at this moment, the immortal's heart was almost stopping, and the nascent soul in his sea of consciousness was trembling.
He stared intently at Bai Ying's half-smiling lips, the curve of which he saw as a death warrant.
Everyone was still waiting to see how the Immortal Master would punish Bai Ying.
Xia Yuwei's eyes also revealed a hint of excitement. She stared intently at Bai Ying, looking forward to seeing the bloody scene of this bitch being killed by the immortal with a single palm strike in the next second.
However, the immortal suddenly spoke up, "Since you have already defeated him..."
The immortal's dignified voice held an unnatural gentleness, "That means you're quite capable, very good. I'll reward you."
After speaking, the immortal handed a precious bottle of dragon marrow liquid to Bai Ying, looking at her with unusual ingratiation.
His attitude was so respectful that it was as if he was begging Bai Ying to accept his things.
The immortal's actions struck everyone like a thunderbolt.
All the disciples stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape but no sound came out.
That arrogant immortal who never even looked down on the Marquis's mansion was now being so kind and gentle to "Xia Qingdai"? He even wanted to give her a reward?
"Immortal Master!" Xia Yuwei exclaimed in disbelief.
What's wrong with this immortal master? Can't she see what Xia Qingdai is doing? Has he gone mad?
Her shrill scream shattered the silence, "But Xia Qingdai almost defiled the spiritual spring, and she even disregarded your rules by competing here! She deserves to be punished!"
Her voice was distorted with jealousy, and her carefully applied makeup could not conceal her ferocious expression.
The immortal abruptly turned his head, his impatience almost tangible. With a flick of his sleeve, an invisible force sent Xia Yuwei staggering back several steps: "Enough with the noise! Do you need to tell me what I want to do? Get out!"
A cold glint flashed in the immortal's eyes, and he suddenly waved his sleeve, unleashing a fierce gust of wind.
Before Xia Yuwei could even utter a cry of alarm, she was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto a bluestone slab ten feet away.
"Ah!" She let out a shrill scream, her carefully styled hair completely undone, her hairpins and ornaments jingling and tinkling all over the ground. Her gorgeous dress was covered in dust, and her exquisite makeup was smeared by tears. She looked utterly wretched, a far cry from the "most favored disciple of the immortal master" she had described herself as.
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