Chapter 37 is even more shameless.
Jiang Xianwan whispered a few words to the queen bee, and then the four of them got up one after another.
They hadn't gone far when they decided to set up an ambush at a spot where the terrain was slightly higher on all sides and uneven in the middle.
Bai Ziye and Jiang Xianwan casually placed the spirit stones in various locations and then covered them with some leaves to make sure that no trace could be seen.
After doing all that, Jiang Xianwan ran off in a flash, and the three boys disappeared into the bushes on three sides.
It offers good visibility, concealment, and convenient access for repairing pots when necessary.
Seeing the army of bees lurking around them, their senses growing stronger, the elders felt an increasingly uneasy feeling.
One of the elders turned his head with difficulty, "Fengyi, she shouldn't be that shameless, right?"
The mere fact that the mushroom and bee armies no longer followed Jiang Xianwan and instead hid in place was enough to demonstrate this.
It was obvious to everyone that Jiang Xianwan seemed to be planning to deploy her right-hand men to assist her.
The remaining disciples are very strong, the elite of the elite, the geniuses of geniuses.
Who knows if we can react in time, unite as one, and withstand the sudden attack of mushrooms and bees, as well as the well-laid trap?
Most importantly.
How could Jiang Xianwan be so confident that he could successfully lure the remaining disciples into the ambush alone, instead of being killed halfway through?
It must be said that the elders were very satisfied with this bold and decisive approach.
There are many geniuses in the world, but those who are both crazy and clever are still very rare.
The premise is that she can succeed.
Su Qingliu and the others haven't made a move yet. How blindly trusting are they?
Isn't this another way of trusting each other?
The three boys naturally had a strange trust in their junior sister.
Who cares about those things?
If my junior sister wants to, she can definitely do it.
Even if we can't do it, we can simply give up the spirit stones.
Being happy is the most important thing!
The three boys lay down without any burden.
Or is it truly lying flat?
One after another, they slept so soundly!
Hua Buxiu flicked his index finger slightly, "Of course not."
The elders, half pleased and half disappointed at not being able to witness such a spectacular scene, slowly added, "Perhaps... even more shameless."
The elders: "..."
It must be said, Hua Buxiu knew his disciple quite well.
Jiang Xianwan not only wanted the mushroom army and bee army to assist her, but also decided to bring the Golden Beast and her master's wife into the criminal gang.
The toxins from the mushroom army will not have a significant impact on native Nascent Soul stage beasts.
They had nothing better to do than idle around.
However, these two are probably still going back and forth, so there's no rush.
First, call for reinforcements.
She casually gave the little golden beast on her head a roast chicken-flavored pill, then leaped up to a high tree branch.
Looking up, it was easy to see five disciples in the distance looking around, as if they were searching for something.
"Jiang Xianwan must have had some incredible luck to score more points than all the other participating students."
"I bet Senior Brother Shi will definitely come looking for her."
"Once the two groups start fighting and their spiritual energy is almost depleted, how about we join forces, take advantage of the chaos, and eliminate them all?"
"I think it's worth a try."
Jiang Xianwan, hiding in a tree, raised an eyebrow as she listened.
That's a good idea.
But is she the kind of person who would give back the 25,000 top-grade spirit stones she was about to get?
After the five disciples had gone far away, Jiang Xianwan took out a suona from his mustard seed bag.
This suona was bought out of curiosity by that fool Feng Huixue when he encountered a funeral procession, and he spent a lot of money to buy it.
After he returned, he pestered her and insisted on playing a funeral-themed song that he had just learned from someone else for her.
In return, she... gave him a severe beating.
Thinking of how Feng Huixue secretly climbed onto the roof in the middle of the night to practice, and how the neighbors came to bang on her door again.
Jiang Xianwan bowed and scraped, and after skillfully compensating him for the emotional distress, he decisively confiscated his suona.
After thinking for a moment, she decided to sing "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix".
The elders were initially puzzled when she took out the suona.
As the suona blared skyward, its first cry, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, pierced the heavens, several teacups were spilled.
"Isn't she an array cultivator?"
Whether it's the sound that cuts through chaos like a blade, or the sudden, tragic tone of a withered branch.
It still possessed that delicate, yet subtly powerful, quality, like the rolling, muffled roar of thunder on the coffin.
She's even better than Zhu Yinman!
The elder in charge of music lessons didn't even glance at the steaming wet tea leaves on his legs. He excitedly slammed his hand on the table, exclaiming, "This piece is wonderful! Wonderful!"
"Sword Master Fengyi, you must ensure that Jiang Xianwan attends my Sound Cultivation Hall for lessons every day!"
Zhu Yinman, who was eliminated, was stirred by the news and her fierce fighting spirit was ignited. She excitedly raised her suona and shouted, "I will fight her to the death!"
"That's called a showdown," Chu Wei Ning said, clutching her stomach, speechless as she corrected herself.
Hua Buxiu: "..."
Jiang Xianwan had no idea what kind of grueling courses she would face next, nor the special care from her various mentors, and she was boasting about it with great enthusiasm.
A string of flutter-tongued sounds exploded out, like countless sparrows taking flight in fright.
The sound of the suona transformed into crimson-gold feathers, carrying souls as they spiraled upwards, causing the clouds to split open and a ray of light to shine through.
The three boys, who had just fallen asleep, slowly turned over, seemingly used to it.
The remaining disciples in the secret realm all looked up at the source of the sound.
"Jiang Xianwan?"
"I thought it was Senior Sister Zhu!"
"Senior Sister Zhu would never play such a funeral-style tune!"
"Provocation! She's definitely provoking us!"
"Let's go! I was just worried about not being able to find her, but I didn't expect her to be so arrogant!"
Amidst the tall tree branches stood a girl dressed in a light blue dress.
Fearing that others might not notice her, her spiritual energy surged and condensed into golden flower buds, swirling around her like a dense rain.
He even used his spiritual power to condense a smug, infuriating phrase—
I'm waiting for you here, waiting for you to come and take that jade pendant.
The disciples: "..." Damn it!
Believe it or not, I'll rip your head off!
If they don't go, I'll just rip their heads off and stomp them to pieces!
The disciples who were fighting instantly shook hands and made up, then ran away hand in hand at lightning speed!
Shi Yunxiao raised his eyes, his gaze swept over, and he raised an eyebrow in surprise.
They walked slowly and steadily toward Jiang Xianwan.
Jiang Xianwan listened with satisfaction to the subtle sounds coming from all directions and put the suona into his storage bag.
The momentum has been built up; now it's just a matter of waiting for the remaining disciples to gang up on her.
"Why did she stop blowing?!"
The elders were disappointed, saying they hadn't had enough.
But what followed quickly overshadowed this disappointment.
Jiang Xianwan didn't have to wait long before a dozen or so disciples came from all directions to surround him.
She stared at a group of disciples who had rushed over, their faces contorted with rage. Then, she raised her magical weapon and, with a whoosh, stepped onto a tree branch and disappeared.
And he left behind a highly insulting provocation—
"Come and chase me!"
The disciples: "..." I'll chase you to death!
"Jiang Xianwan! Don't run!"
"stop!"
"Don't you dare chase after them!"
"Don't you dare run away!"
"If you don't chase me, how am I supposed to run!"
"If you don't run, how are we supposed to catch you!"
Jiang Xianwan engaged in a verbal battle with them while leading them on a roundabout tour.
They dodged left and right, but if they couldn't dodge, they'd be thrown into the pot.
The team quickly grew in size.
Jiang Xianwan ran more than a dozen laps, then turned around and counted the number of people.
One short.
Shi Yunxiao.
It's not a big problem, it's just a bit of a pity that I didn't get to fight the most powerful disciple of the Taixu Sect.
Once all these disciples are eliminated, five people will remain. Then, we can discard a few pieces of earth crystal and divide them equally into four portions.
"Don't run away if you've got the guts!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xianwan slammed on the brakes and abruptly turned around.
She's got guts!
I won't run, I won't run!
"Wait, I have a question?"
One of the disciples, panting, asked, "What's the problem?"
"Is the Taixu Sect named so because your disciples are so weak?"
Yun Weize: "...?"
The elders: "...?"
The disciples: "...!"
That's going too far!
That's as if you're not a disciple of the Taixu Sect!
It's easy to imagine that Jiang Xianwan incurred public wrath.
The most powerful clan in the Southern Territory.
When will anyone dare to say they're weak?
And he even stared right in their face, asking questions with a straight face!
They're not weak at all!
The disciples felt it was necessary to prove that none of them were faking it!
Twenty magical artifacts, overwhelming and filled with chilling killing intent, simultaneously slammed towards her head!
"Jiang Xianwan! Today I'll show you whether I'm weak or not!"
"That's outrageous! Beat her up!"
"I can do it eight times a night, dare you say I'm weak!"
"We're sleeping in the same room, how come I didn't know you slept eight times a night... wait! Who the hell did you sleep eight times a night with?!"
"I...I can't do it on my own!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Let's leave aside the fact that it happened eight times a night.
Is there anything wrong with her question?
Even her personal disciples couldn't keep up with her, which is no wonder.
Looking at the group of disciples baring their teeth at her, Jiang Xianwan realized she really should run away.
Without hesitation, he pulled out a Swift Wind Talisman and charged towards the ambush like a cannonball.
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