Chapter 49
03The ups and downs of the voice echoed in the wide square outside the main hall. Qihuang Peak suddenly became silent, and even the wind stopped.
Xue Mengtao slowly let go of Murong, no longer trying to stop her. Murong… Murong lowered her rolled-up sleeves, folded her hands on her stomach, and smiled modestly. As expected of a senior sister who could shatter the Law Enforcement Hall's barrier, her skills truly surpassed theirs. She still needs to learn more!
Feng Jue walked out of the Qihuang Palace and stood outside, looking down at the people in the square. 03's gaze met Feng Jue's through the crowd. Feng Jue raised the corner of his mouth at her, and 03's eyes lit up, wanting to give Feng Jue a thumbs-up.
The expressions of the people from the Red Thunder Sword Sect opposite her were very interesting. The supporters who came with the Red Thunder Sword Sect looked at Elder Li's dark face and subconsciously stepped back, fearing that Elder Li would draw his sword in anger and harm innocent people.
"Elder Li!" a disciple of the Red Thunder Sword Sect shouted angrily, "The Lanyang Palace is truly shameless! They have no regard for superiors or inferiors!"
"They don't take you seriously at all!"
Elder Li's face twitched, a fierce look flashing in his eyes. He hadn't yet vented the anger he'd incurred at Feng Jue's hands, and now a mere disciple of Lan Yang Palace was trying to show off in front of him. Despite being furious, he calmed down and said in a deep voice, "Alright, alright."
"How dare you, you brat? You don't know how great the world is. If I let you die, do you think anyone can save you now?" Elder Li sneered, raised his hand and swung out a stream of spiritual power straight towards the three people in front of him. The spiritual power was extremely fierce, containing half of his cultivation in the late Nascent Soul stage, and he was actually going to grind 03 and others into ashes.
The pressure of the Nascent Soul cultivator spread out and crashed forward with a loud bang. The cloud shadows in the sky evaporated instantly, and the mountain protection barrier of Lanyang Palace hummed. The elders on the peaks changed their expressions and immediately rushed to Qihuang Peak.
Beside 03, Xue Mengtao and Mu Rong, who were facing the pressure of the Nascent Soul Stage, suddenly became stiff and unable to move. Their faces turned pale and they watched helplessly as the spiritual power rushed towards them.
At the moment of life and death, a sword sound came from beside.
The temperature suddenly dropped, and a layer of white frost instantly formed under everyone's feet. Elder Li's pupils constricted as he watched the female cultivator he wanted to kill calmly draw her sword and slash at his spiritual power with an expressionless face.
"boom!"
The sword light and spiritual power collided, shocking everyone to retreat at the same time. Elder Li was horrified and hurriedly protected Xu Zehua. The others were blown away by the shock wave. Those with low cultivation fell directly to the ground and could not get up, spitting blood.
03 swung her sword and glanced at the two people hiding behind her.
Xue Mengtao immediately said, "Don't worry, Senior Sister, we're fine."
"Oh!" 03 nodded and blinked.
Seeing her hesitant expression, Xue Mengtao and Mu Rong
They looked at each other, wondering if Senior Sister had anything else to say. But 03 had already turned away and looked back at the group.
Elder Li's expression grew serious, and he slowly stood up straight. He looked at 03 warily, horrified. He had thought that this person was just an ordinary disciple who had just entered the sect and had not yet practiced and was at the mercy of others. He had been kind enough to give her a chance to start over, hoping that perhaps the heavens would have mercy on her and give her a good spiritual bone so that she could join a good sect in the next life. However, he had not expected that this person had hidden her cultivation level and was actually in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!
Moreover, judging by her age… Elder Li stared at 03's youthful, beautiful face, his jealousy turning to suspicion. He knew all the Nascent Soul cultivators in Dongzhou, but he had never heard of this person. Could she be some old monster from the deep mountains pretending to be young?
"Despicable!" Elder Li sneered, "Pretending to be a ghost, even hiding your cultivation, what is there to be ashamed of?"
"Who are you?"
03 tilted his head, looked into Elder Li's ear, and whispered, "Sympathy."
Outside the main hall, Feng Jue, who was being protected by the elders who had rushed over, stood with his hands behind his back. He raised his voice and said lazily, "Didn't she say it? It's your ancestor. Elder Li is quite old and his hearing isn't very good."
The elders: "Hahaha!"
03 also: “Hahaha!”
Compared to the others, 03's smile was very voice-packed. His face didn't even change, he just opened his mouth and said "ha". Elder Li felt more and more that 03 was insulting him. He was furious and was about to draw his sword, but Xu Zehua quickly reached out to stop him.
Xu Zehua shook his head at Elder Li, pressed down Elder Li's hand, turned to look at 03, and suddenly said: "The last ray of spiritual light in Lanyang City last night was caused by you!" His tone was affirmative, recognizing 03's spiritual power.
Xue Mengtao and Murong looked at 03 in surprise. They felt that this senior sister was as bright as the moon and cold, not like an ordinary person. Who could associate her with the words "You are all garbage" from last night?
But what the "ancestors" said just now...Mu Rong scratched her head and felt that it was not impossible.
They weren't the only ones there. Upon recognizing 03's spiritual power, the disciples and followers of the Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect were filled with astonishment and fury. They were the ones being scolded! Meanwhile, the Lanyang Palace disciples lurking around Qihuang Peak whispered in surprise, their favorable impression of this silver-haired senior sister rising even higher.
As expected, he’s one of us!
03 felt a little guilty, though her face remained expressionless, as calm as a blank sheet of paper. She thought to herself: These people are here to complain. 03 didn't want to copy the palace rules at all; writing them down was too much trouble. It would be much better if she could just type them on the panel.
So she kept silent.
This is the default.
“That’s her!
”
"Elder, Young Master, she doesn't even take our Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect seriously and even calls us trash!" The disciples of the Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect all said. The cultivators who had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up also said, "Elder Li, please help us!"
Elder Li had already believed that Feng Jue was deliberately deceiving him and using a ridiculous excuse to get rid of him. Now, after seeing 03, he couldn't help but be furious. He waved his sleeves in anger, turned around and cursed at the people in the main hall of Lanyang Palace: "You little brat, you are talking nonsense. How dare you say that this person is not a disciple of your Lanyang Palace!"
Feng Jue raised his hand to stroke the golden hairpin on his head and said leisurely, "Elder Li, with his disheveled hair and old age, it's not only that his hearing isn't working well, but he also can't tell right from wrong. Who says that wearing the Lanyang Palace disciple uniform makes you a Lanyang Palace disciple? If you change into the Lanyang Palace disciple uniform, do you have to kneel down and call me Palace Master?"
The elders continued: "Hahaha."
The head of Liyang Peak said with a smile, "It's not impossible. Should we find a disciple's robe for Fellow Daoist Li? They say that beauty comes with age. Elder Li, if you put on the red robe of Lanyang Palace, it will at least make you look younger."
Also a thin layer.
"You!" Elder Li was furious and pointed at Feng Jue angrily, "You are really talking nonsense and going too far!"
"Heh." Feng Jue sneered, looking at Elder Li with cold eyes. She saw clearly the spiritual power that Elder Li used on 03 and the others. It was clear that he was trying to kill them!
Who is actually deceiving others?
As the person involved, 03 had something to say. She smiled at Feng Jue from a distance and said in a cold voice, "Feng Jue is right, I am not a disciple of Lanyang Palace!"
So don't copy the palace rules.
She patted her clothes and said honestly, "I have nothing to wear. This is borrowed."
Everyone: “…”
Feng Jue: "...cough."
Siyi immediately whispered, "I've already ordered the embroiderer to go up the mountain."
I'm not a disciple of Lanyang Palace, nor have I ever been famous in Dongzhou... Xu Zehua's eyes flashed, and he suddenly extended his hand to bow to 03, laughing loudly, "Since you're not a disciple of Lanyang Palace, I'm sure you're here to participate in the Dongzhou Competition and staying overnight at Lanyang Palace. Everything last night must have been a misunderstanding! I'm Xu Zehua, the only son of the head of the Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect. The Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect has been prosperous for a long time and has also hosted the Dongzhou Competition. How about I personally host a banquet for you, young lady?"
"This red dress is particularly inappropriate for you, young lady. My Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect is a wealthy and powerful sect. As long as you are willing, I can get you anything you want immediately. I have an exquisite jade dress on me, which is the robe left by Saint Qin Yan before he ascended to heaven. I wonder if you are interested in it?"
Elder Li sneered and turned his head away. He heard that Xu Zehua meant to win over this
People could only suppress their anger, watch coldly from behind Xu Zehua, and sneer in their hearts.
It would be fine if this person surrendered obediently, but if he was unwilling... he would not give Lanyang Palace the opportunity to add another Nascent Soul cultivator!
The elders of Lanyang Palace all looked unhappy. Although they really didn't know why this Yuanying stage Taoist fellow appeared in Lanyang Palace and was wearing the disciple uniform of Lanyang Palace, the Red Thunder Sword Sect turned a blind eye and poached people in front of them, which really showed that they did not take Lanyang Palace seriously!
Feng Jue calmly waved his hand, telling everyone not to worry.
"Let's see."
In the square, 03 listened to Xu Zehua's words and said in surprise: "Why are you giving me clothes? I won't fight anymore?"
She also carried a sword.
Xu Zehua laughed heartily and said, "As the saying goes, harmony is the most valuable. Elder Li was just impulsive. If the young lady is willing to join our Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect, we can work together in the future and there will be no more misunderstandings."
"Let's fight." 03 felt that this person was talking too much, so he ignored him and looked at Elder Li behind Xu Zehua. He said calmly, "Just now you wanted to kill me, now I want to kill you."
She raised her long eyelashes and stared at Elder Li with her clear pupils, as if she was looking at a stone or a weed by the roadside, without any emotion.
There was clearly no murderous intent in her, and her tone was the same as before, but her cold tone made Elder Li's heart stagnate and begin to pound. He could hear 03's seriousness; this person really wanted to kill him!
Elder Li said slowly, "Okay."
He is in the late Nascent Soul stage, so why would he be afraid of the middle Nascent Soul stage!
Xu Zehua's face showed an anxious look, and he whispered, "Elder, don't be impulsive! You are here to protect me, and you also have to discuss important matters with the people from Wendao Academy!"
Elder Li frowned and pushed Xu Zehua away. "When he kills this man, everyone will see how powerful the Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect is. Who would dare to disobey him?" Xu Zehua looked at 03, then at Elder Li, his expression looking very embarrassed.
He said to 03, "Think about it carefully. Elder Li has been famous for a long time and has profound cultivation. Why seek death? Why not join the Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect? I will have my father treat you as an elder!"
03 was calmly pondering whether to fight or not. Ah, a butterfly flew by! Her eyes quickly looked to the side, following the fluttering butterfly.
Outside the main hall, Feng Jue curled up the corners of his mouth and asked leisurely, "Why, are you scared?"
Knowing she was trying to provoke him, Elder Li had no choice but to step in. He sneered, "Who's afraid? I'll teach you a lesson too. I'll show you the consequences of being stubborn!"
"Very good." Feng Jue smiled even deeper, walked from behind the crowd to the front, and
The sound spread throughout Lanyang Palace and Lanyang City.
"Today, a disciple of the Lingshan Sect will face an elder of the Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect in a life-and-death duel on the Dongzhou Grand Competition Arena. Regardless of who lives or dies today, no one will be held accountable! As the Palace Master of Lanyang Palace, I invite all the Taoists in the city to come and bear witness. Flying is prohibited in Lanyang City today, so please come to the arena and watch the fight!"
As Feng Jue finished speaking, lights lit up everywhere in the city. Various flying instruments carried disciples from various sects to the venue of the Dongzhou Competition, as if a vast meteor shower was approaching.
The Lanyang Palace disciples who looked up couldn't help but exclaim, "What a grand occasion!"
"What are you waiting for? Let's go! If it's too late, there will be no place left!"
In the square, Xu Zehua, who hadn't expected Feng Jue's sudden move, was horrified. He gritted his teeth and said to Elder Li, "We can only win this battle, not lose!"
If we lose, we will lose face for the Chi Lei Sword Sect!
Last night, his spiritual light was shattered by 03. Countless people laughed at him in private. If he lost this competition, the Chi Lei Sword Sect would lose all its reputation. How would he go back and explain to his father?
Oh, if I had known this would happen, why would I have tried to win over that woman? I'm afraid she might be attracted by her beauty and have some unpredictable thoughts. Elder Li sneered inwardly and said disdainfully, "Young Master, don't worry."
Behind the two men, a disciple from the Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect whispered, "But why is Feng Jue so actively encouraging the elders to fight to the death with that person? What kind of sect is the Lingshan Sect? Is there a trick?"
"What are you afraid of? It's probably just a made-up sect. If they win, it will build momentum for the Five Continents Competition. If they lose, it won't lose face for Lanyang Palace. Feng Jue is really thoughtful! That cultivator is only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and he is definitely no match for Elder Li!"
Everyone agreed.
Xu Zehua looked at the stunningly beautiful Lanyang Palace Master on the high platform. Thinking of the humiliation he had suffered in the main hall, and how 03 had ignored his warm invitation just now, his mind twisted. He couldn't help but wonder, "What kind of trick could this be! I'm afraid Feng Jue is jealous of that Lingshan disciple's looks and wants to become the most beautiful woman in Dongzhou! Elder Li, if that person can't defeat you and begs for mercy, please show some mercy and just cripple her cultivation. Don't help Feng Jue with his evil scheme!"
Should I not fulfill Feng Jue's wish, or fulfill your wish?
Elder Li's mouth twitched, and he responded perfunctorily, leading everyone to fly towards the arena.
03 also wanted to go to the ring. She put the sword back into the scabbard awkwardly and waved to Feng Jue from a distance. Feng Jue nodded and tilted his head towards the ring.
Go play.
It’s time to teach the bad guys a lesson for Feng Jue! 03 really wants to show off her talent, so she asks Xue Mengtao and Murong to lead the way and take her to the ring.
The peak masters and elders of Lanyang Palace looked at them with some worry.
Seeing Feng Jue's back, Siyi glanced at Feng Jue's expression, and knowing what was going on, she tentatively asked, "Palace Master, the East Continent Competition hasn't even begun yet, and this is a fight to the death between two Nascent Soul cultivators. For such a rare battle, do you want to charge an entrance fee?"
As soon as the words fell, people from all the peaks looked over, looked at Siyi's smiling face, and remained silent.
Otherwise, you are the chief supervisor of Lanyang Palace.
"That's not necessary." Feng Jue suddenly had an idea and said with a smile, "I have a better way."
The arena for the Dongzhou competition had not been open before, but because of Feng Jue's words, all the cultivators in the city rushed there.
Several arenas were separated by smaller hills within the mountains. These arenas clustered around a mountain that reached into the sky, upon which countless martial arts viewing platforms were built. The cultivators who arrived early settled on the viewing platforms with the best views, while those who arrived late could only choose to sit on the viewing platforms on the nearby smaller hills.
There were crowds of people everywhere, all looking excited. It was such a grand event.
Everyone from Lanyang Palace also rushed over and landed at a martial arts viewing platform with golden and red curtains. Feng Jue took a seat and reiterated in front of everyone that this competition was a fight to the death. The cultivators who didn't know the truth talked about it, wondering what kind of hatred could lead to a life-and-death agreement?
Elder Li walked onto the arena, sword in hand. Someone recognized him and exclaimed in surprise, "Palace Master Lanyang thought he was an elder of the Red Thunder Sword Sect, but I didn't expect it to be Li Wuhe from the Red Thunder Sword Sect! He's in the late Nascent Soul stage. I heard he was there when the Red Thunder Sword Sect was founded and is the sect's pillar!"
"No wonder he looked so different when he got to that station! This is the aura of a late Nascent Soul master!"
"Lingshan Sect? Never heard of it!"
Behind the curtain of the martial arts viewing platform, Feng Jue suddenly stood up and walked to the front of the curtain. She lowered her eyes and looked.
A woman with long, silver-white hair walked slowly forward. The moment she entered the crowd's view, everyone fell silent, staring at her face in astonishment. For a moment, the only sound on the arena was the tinkling of the jade bells beneath the ribbon she wore.
03 Standing opposite Li Wuhe, she pinched her clothes with her fingers, stared straight ahead, and said softly, "Nervous!"
So many humans!
Everyone is looking at her!
A cultivator's five senses are incomparable to ordinary people. When Li Wuhe heard 03's words, he sneered, "It's not too late to admit defeat now."
Before he could speak, a pink figure descended outside the arena and, fearing someone might change their mind, swiftly threw a jade token. The token flew toward the arena and embedded itself into the formation. The entire arena lit up, forming a barrier.
The person who came was Siyi. She said loudly: "Since it is a fight to the death, it will not stop until one dies. All the previous disputes will disappear after this battle. The disciples of the two factions shall not
All monks present today are witnesses, the competition begins! "
After she finished speaking, she threw out a few more jade stones, which landed all over the arena.
On the martial arts viewing platform, everyone finally regained their composure from the Lingshan Sect disciple's appearance and couldn't help but wonder, "How could this be..."
"This Daoist friend has such an exquisite appearance. Is he going to die here?"
"What kind of unresolved hatred is there that requires a fight to the death?"
Amidst the sympathetic voices of the crowd, 03 drew out her sword again. After a moment's thought, she casually threw the scabbard aside.
“Pah.”
In the way.
Phoenix Technique: "..."
Li Wuhe: “…”
Onlookers: “…”
Some unknown monks screamed in panic: "My beloved wife!"
03 shook his sword and looked at Li Wuhe: "Actually, what I said just now was not correct. I want to withdraw it."
She said, "I shouldn't say I'm your ancestor."
"Oh, it's too late to admit your mistake now!" Li Wuhe sneered, "I want you dead!"
There is no need to admit your mistake. 03 did not make any mistake.
03 raised her sword, and the Nine Skies lit up, a chilling air permeating the air. White snow drifted around her. The pure white snowflakes kissed 03's long, silver hair. She looked up at Li Wuhe and said softly, "I've heard the Red Thunder Sword Sect is a traitor. I don't want to be their ancestor."
The barrier did not block the sound from the stage, and 03's words fell into everyone's ears so calmly.
Amidst the uproar, Li Wuhe's face flushed red as he drew his sword to a thunderbolt. The thunder rumbled through the barrier like his own roar. For the majority of the cultivators present, this was their first time witnessing a Nascent Soul cultivator in action. They were horrified, feeling the barrier was shattering, poised to shatter and descend upon them in the next second.
The thunder in the sky was merciless, turning into hundreds of lightning bolts rushing towards the extremely beautiful woman opposite. Some people who were sympathetic to women could not help but close their eyes, but they heard louder exclamations around them than before, and quickly opened their eyes.
The north wind blows the white grass, and the sky and the earth are colorless!
A vast expanse of white snow danced wildly within the barrier, like a reckless ice giant, roaring and colliding with lightning. One didn't need to be there to sense the bone-chilling chill. The soft flakes weren't the poplar and willow catkins of poets, but ruthless blades, swathed in sword intent, vividly carving the world like a scroll.
The thunder turned into wails, the cold turned into desolation, and the lightning seemed to be frozen by the snow. In the blink of an eye, the entire arena was covered with thick white.
"Nascent Soul!" Countless people on the stage stood up in astonishment, looking at the woman who was calm in the wind and snow.
Compared to the onlookers, Li Wuhe was the one who was truly panicked. He was terrified, not because he was in a world of ice and snow, but because - "You are not only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!"
Before, this person easily dodged his attack at 50% of his strength. After he came on stage, he used all his strength, but this disciple of Lingshan Sect still responded calmly. How could he be in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!
"You deliberately concealed your cultivation level and framed me!" Li Wuhe shouted.
Why do you talk so much when fighting?
03 frowned and said, "I am in the middle stage of Yuanying."
However, in this world, there is still a huge difference between Yuanying and Yuanying, and between middle and middle stages. Thinking that you can do whatever you want just because you have a high level of cultivation is too arrogant.
03 is a humble leader who is not afraid of making progress.
"boom!"
Frost is rising all over the sky, and the world is vast.
Feng Jue looked out at the wind and snow, watching the red clothes dancing in the snow, and said in a low voice, "Tsk, I should have bought some ready-made clothes last night." The dignified Lingshan Sword Master, for the first time in his life, became famous by wearing the clothes of a disciple of Lanyang Palace... That's fine.
She held her chin up and watched the fight on the stand. A small dragon as long as an arm slowly and slowly emerged from under the curtain. As soon as it poked its head in, a lazy voice fell from above.
"Where did she learn that?"
Ling Shi froze, raised her cyan eyes, and pretended not to understand. Feng Jue lowered his eyes, looking down at her, and said slowly: "Grandson?"
Ling Shi: “…”
It fell to the ground with a thud, belly up, and rolled out a single word: "Quack!"
On the ring, Li Wuhe's heart chilled as the air around him. Initially, he'd been fighting the female cultivator fairly evenly, until he noticed her sword energy growing sharper, her strikes becoming more effortless, her attacks swifter. Initially, Li Wuhe had even sensed a strange unfamiliarity in her swordsmanship. Now, the unfamiliarity had vanished, as if... as if the initial fight had been all her learning the sword technique.
This ridiculous idea made Li Wuhe burst into laughter, and then he burst into laughter. He found that he was already at a disadvantage. Lei Guang was crawling under the cold ice. Soon he would be like Lei Guang swallowed by the snow, sacrificing his life in the wind and snow, and scattering the last handful of soil for his arrogance.
He was second to none in the Scarlet Thunder Sword Sect, and was also a strong man in Dongzhou. He thought he was omnipotent and could do whatever he wanted, but in the end he made one wrong move and ended up in a sudden death.
Li Wuhe's mental defenses were broken, his sword intent and his mind were in disarray, and he was defeated step by step.
Xu Zehua's initial elation in the audience was replaced by the falling snow.
It turned into fear. Anyone present with eyes could tell the outcome of this fatal fight. He jumped up in panic and shouted, "We admit defeat! No more fighting! Release Elder Li!"
Li Wuhe was a great general of the Red Thunder Sword Sect. If he died here, how would he explain to his father and the other elders of the Red Thunder Sword Sect? But apart from the disciples of the Red Thunder Sword Sect, who cared about his yelling?
On the ring, the wind and snow gradually died down. 03, sword in hand, approached the kneeling Li Wuhe. Li Wuhe's face was pale, his blood a pale blue, as if frozen. He knew he couldn't beg for mercy. If he were the winner, he wouldn't let the defeated man go. After all, he had truly intended to kill him.
But there is one thing—
Li Wuhe raised his head with difficulty, looking at the woman who was walking towards him calmly despite her victory, and murmured, "May I ask your name?"
03 said: "It is bullying."
"..." Li Wuhe smiled hastily, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground. He closed his eyes in the flash of sword light, thinking: He is about to die, and this person still has to use a pseudonym to perfunctory. His ending is really ridiculous.
The deathmatch ended, the jade token fell, and the barrier opened.
The icy frost and snow spread with the sword intent. Everyone who was watching such a fierce battle and was about to jump up and cheer could feel the desolate atmosphere. The words in their hearts were suddenly frozen at the corners of their mouths, and they shivered and closed their mouths.
No one dared to speak in the icy atmosphere of the entire arena.
In the silence, applause came from the high observation deck. 03 quickly looked up and waved to the golden and red curtains, her lips curled up.
Feng Jue didn't lower his voice, but laughed out loud and praised generously: "Well done!"
“It really opened my eyes.”
03, who was praised, wanted to squeeze the flower again. She breathed a sigh of relief and poked the sword on the snow. She had just thrown it away so easily, but where did she throw the scabbard?
Someone in the crowd watching the competition laughed, and laughter rang out one after another.
Someone else said, "She looked different from others in temperament when she first appeared! This is the aura of a Nascent Soul Realm master!" The cultivators on the left and right looked at this person in confusion, feeling that these words seemed familiar.
The laughter belonged to others. Having lost a late Nascent Soul cultivator, the people of the Red Thunder Sword Sect were filled with grief, especially Xu Zehua. He wanted to jump up and yell at everyone to shut up, but the shimmering icy air hit his face again and again. He suppressed his fear, grabbed a disciple and pushed him out, growling, "Go collect Elder Li's body!"
The disciple looked at the female cultivator on the stage who was rolling around in the snow and making a small snowman. Her knees softened and she knelt down. 03 finally found the scabbard. She breathed a sigh of relief and quickly
Put the sword back.
Jiuxiao is very sharp!
When she stood up, she met the eyes of Xu Zehua in the audience. When their eyes met, Xu Zehua's knees also went weak, but he held on and didn't kneel down.
"Ah!" 03 slapped his forehead and said to Xu Zehua, "That guy said everyone below him is trash. Now that he's lost to me, it must mean everyone below me is trash. Comparing you and him, who's weaker and who's stronger?"
Xu Zehua looked at 03's face again, and the secret romantic thoughts in his heart disappeared, leaving only fear and panic. He was afraid that 03 would drag him up and fight to the death again. He immediately lowered his head and said humiliatingly: "I am weak."
03 tilted his head and stared at Xu Zehua, "Hmm?"
Xu Zehua stared at his feet with hatred. A bit of snow was blown down from the stage by the wind and landed on the surface of his shoes. Xu Zehua squeezed out four words with the tip of his tongue: "I am a waste." Then he ran away without looking back.
The supporters of the Red Thunder Sword Sect covered their faces and scattered like birds and beasts. 03 looked at their backs and thought: Are they just leaving?
She raised her hand and waved, and when she turned around to look for Feng Jue, a spiritual boat flew in from the sky outside the arena. On the spiritual boat stood a woman in white, holding a long scroll in her hand.
She bowed and saluted everyone on the boat, her voice gentle and unhurried.
"My name is Lanzhi. I came here from the Wendao Academy to oversee the Dongzhou Competition. If there's anything I've done wrong, I'd appreciate your guidance."
Everyone present was surprised. They didn't expect that someone from Wen Dao Academy would arrive so soon! They all looked over.
Feng Jue lifted the curtain and looked at Lan Zhi curiously.
Lan Zhi landed on the arena from the spirit boat. Her face was beautiful and her temperament was otherworldly, like a solitary orchid in a valley. She wore a long jade pendant around her waist, with the inscription: "Morning and evening, listen to the truth, be vigilant in the morning and diligent in the evening."
"Hello." 03 said, looking curiously at the scroll in her hand.
Lan Zhi bowed to 03 and said, "I have watched your competition. Please try my spiritual bone." She took out a green jade bead and handed it to 03.
As soon as the green jade bead fell into 03's palm, it burst into a violent light. Lan Zhi covered her lips in surprise and said in amazement: "It is true." She took the green jade bead back and handed 03 a jade plate with the same eight words engraved on it.
Hearing the truth morning and evening, it is warm and beneficial.
03 He held the jade token and looked at it.
Lan Zhi said: "You are still young but you are already in the middle stage of Yuanying. Such talent is rare in the world. Your future is limitless. There is no need for you to compete again." The implication was that 03 did not need to participate in the Dongzhou competition anymore and could be directly selected for the second round!
Feng Jue on the high platform was stunned for a moment, looking at the token in 03's hand. The eyes of the monks who had not yet recovered from the previous competition also fell on 03's hand, their hearts filled with anxiety.
I was shocked, but also felt it was natural.
After all… she had just killed a late Nascent Soul cultivator! Judging from the tone of the Daoist Palace figure, she was much younger than the 300-year-old age limit set by the assessment! A rare talent in the world…
Eyes filled with jealousy, envy, and longing turned to 03, staring at the jade token in her hand.
Thousands of people came to Lanyang Palace to participate in the competition, but only 500 were selected. Now there are only 499 places left!
03 But I was thinking, she is not young anymore?
"I--"
"Ahem." Feng Jue said softly on the high platform, "Hurry up and put the jade token away."
"Oh!" 03 nodded, thanked Lan Zhi, and casually put the jade token into his sleeve. Then he said goodbye and hurriedly flew to a place. She had just seen it and had to go there quickly!
03 In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the mountains, leaving the group staring at each other in bewilderment. Siyi chuckled softly, unnoticedly storing the image stones surrounding the arena into her storage ring, and said to Lanzhi, "I am Siyi, the elder of Lanyang Palace. Fairy, please follow me."
The people from the Wendao Academy left, and the protagonists of the competition also left. The monks who were watching the competition scratched their heads, talked about the competition just now, looked forward to the upcoming competition, and dispersed reluctantly.
Only Feng Jue remained on the observation deck. She sat on the soft couch, turning the Lingshi over and over again. The Lingshi circled around and around, making a "cooing" sound, and tied itself into a knot.
The surroundings gradually quieted down until a familiar voice reached them from afar. 03 landed outside the terrace, parted the curtains, and ran in, holding up the branch in his hand and handing it to Feng Jue. The red flowers were in full bloom, their petals overlapping in a complex pattern.
03 said happily: "Feng Jue, I brought you a gift!"
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Born to be a leader, do what you say.
This is how we should be as human beings.
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