A vortex formed above the girl's head, her black hair flying wildly, and a powerful suction seemed to be pulling her into the cliff.
The surrounding spiritual energy was raging, and an ordinary person would have been blown off balance, but Jun Liuyue's seemingly petite figure remained as still as a mountain.
That's it?
Jun Liuyue toyed with the beast core in her hand, a contemptuous smile playing on her lips.
"It's my turn."
The light, airy voice, like heavenly music, drifted into Nie Xingchun's ears.
Before Nie Xingchun could figure out what was going on, the overwhelming pressure surged back at her—
"It's your turn." The girl smiled, her lips pursed, and spiritual energy danced in her palm.
Boom! An overwhelming pressure descended upon Nie Xingchun's head.
Crash!
Nie Xingchun had no time to escape before he was locked in place by spiritual energy.
The powerful aura made Nie Xingchun's eyes widen. He was a peak Spirit Emperor! How could this little girl's tricks possibly work on him?
But the facts were right in front of him, and he had no choice but to believe them.
In other words, Jun Liuyue's cultivation level is above his! Impossible, he's seen her information, she's only seventeen!
How could a seventeen-year-old girl be so strong!
Before he could even suppress his inner shock, an invisible hand grabbed his hair.
Jun Liuyue kicked Nie Xingchun in the lower back, and he let out a shrill scream.
Nie Xingchun was sent flying.
The mist before her eyes vanished in that instant, and Jun Liuyue stepped out of the illusionary realm.
Not long after Jun Liuyue left, Song Yangyang and a young man in white came out.
Song Yangyang looked at the red figure in shock. She felt that she had broken the formation quickly.
But you can be even faster!
The less distracting a person is, the faster they can escape the illusion. In other words... this woman named Jun Qing is truly evil.
"Good, good, good!" Jing Xuan said with a grin, "As expected of the little girl I've taken a liking to!"
In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the student has surpassed the teacher.
The four rounds of assessments have concluded.
In the end, 107 people remained.
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*Pfft!* Nie Xingchun spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching his chest and gritting his teeth.
Thinking of the scene in the illusion, and the girl's cold eyes... Nie Xingchun felt a chill run down his spine!
"Master, what's wrong?" Feng Wan frowned when she saw Nie Xingchun's disheveled appearance.
“Wan’er, Jun Qing’s cultivation level is higher than I imagined. I underestimated her.”
Nie Xingchun raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. That oppressive aura... could it be the Spirit Venerable Realm?
Thinking of this, Nie Xingchun's heart was filled with turmoil.
A seventeen-year-old Spirit Lord is simply too far-fetched.
"Her cultivation level is even higher than her master's?"
Feng Wan's eyes widened, and she gasped, "Spirit Lord?"
"Very likely."
Nie Xingchun nodded. His worldview had been shattered. If the world knew that a seventeen-year-old Spirit Venerable was a spiritual master, wouldn't it shock everyone?
Feng Wan chuckled lightly, "It seems I underestimated her too."
“Wan’er, there’s no need to confront her,” Nie Xingchun said.
"Master, do you also think she's more talented than me? More capable than me?" Feng Wan looked coldly at Nie Xingchun.
Feng Wan stood up: "I am the most noble princess of the Azure Dragon Kingdom. Am I to be outshone by a lowly woman of unknown origin? My dear master, don't forget how you got to your current position. I want Jun Qing dead."
The Feng Wan before him was somewhat unfamiliar to Nie Xingchun, for he had indeed been placed in his current position by Empress Nalan.
But Feng Wan is his apprentice, and having this relationship exposed, he couldn't help but feel bad.
"Master, you'll definitely help me, right?" Feng Wan looked at Nie Xingchun earnestly. "I want her dead. I won't allow anyone to steal my glory! They can only become my stepping stones, Master, okay?"
Nie Xingchun is an elder of the academy; if he wanted to do something, he could naturally appear and disappear without a trace, but—
Jun Qing is now the disciple of the Dean and Jing Xuan.
If we were to harm Jun Qing, wouldn't we be going against the Dean?
"I was injured this time and need to recover for a while. After some time, I will think of a way to get rid of her for you." Nie Xingchun reached out and patted Feng Wan's shoulder.
Feng Wan knew, of course, that this was just Nie Xingchun's excuse.
It seems that if we want to get rid of this little bitch... we'll have to have her do it herself.
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The news that the dean and Elder Jingxuan were vying for a disciple spread throughout the entire Wentian Academy.
The inner disciples were astonished and extremely curious about the background of this new junior sister.
"Tell me... between Jun Qing and Princess Wan, who is more capable?"
“Talent doesn’t equal strength. Princess Wan seems to have already reached the peak of the Spirit Emperor realm. How could a newcomer compare?”
“That’s true.” People in the crowd chimed in with their opinions.
"How ridiculous! How can any Tom, Dick, or Harry compare to Princess Wan?" Lu Tingting said arrogantly.
Lu Tingting and others are Feng Wan's recognized little followers.
These people will stand up for Feng Wan as long as someone says anything bad about her.
Lu Tingting stepped onto the dueling platform and used her spiritual power to write a challenge letter.
"What? Lu Tingting wants to challenge Jun Qing?"
The crowd suddenly erupted.
"If I remember correctly, Lu Tingting's cultivation is at the peak of the Spirit Saint realm. Isn't this bullying a freshman?"
"That's right!"
The new students are at most at the level of a Spirit King, but Lu Tingting is a Spirit Saint!
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