Chapter 106 Junior Sister Switches to the Path of Ruthlessness 17 Swords
The four of them landed together at the bottom of the cliff. Yun Chiyi waved her sleeves, parting the thick fog.
The mist flowed like water, gently caressing her cheeks. She smelled a strong musty odor and instinctively took a few steps back. Her shoulder blades bumped against his hard chest, and she could hear his breathing and heartbeat.
The person behind her stepped back a few paces, avoiding her.
From the other side of the mist, a long, serpentine shadow darted swiftly towards them. Yun Chiyi quickly focused her attention on it and whispered, "Be careful, activate the defensive formation first."
Moved by the previous sight of the vast cloud, Si Lanjuan brought a magical artifact this time, tossed it into the air, and set up a defensive array.
Halfway through the formation, sharp, blade-like claws rained down on it, causing the golden light of the formation to flicker and cracks to appear.
At the critical moment, Lin Yuwan lightly raised her wrist, and the Feather Scale Bracelet flew out of his hand.
The Feather Scale Bracelet's defensive capabilities are unparalleled in the world; before anyone could even blink, a solid blue light enveloped everyone.
He seems to find it quite convenient to use.
The four had once worked together to slay a thousand-year-old demon. Now, no more words were needed; they tacitly cooperated and launched their attacks.
An hour later, the fight ended, and the four people's hairpin tokens flashed, revealing an extra petal.
Although Si Qingwu was exhausted, she jumped up upon seeing this: "That's wonderful! Father will be so happy to see this from outside."
Outside the illusion, Elders Qingming and Wusi chuckled softly and quickly relayed the results of the first battle to Elder Wusi via telepathy.
The leader of the Cangfeng Sect nodded to them in congratulations: "Brother Wusi's disciple is truly outstanding."
Elder Qingming laughed even louder: "The sect leader's children are just as impressive."
Seeing these few people celebrating, the other sects felt envious and immediately became restless.
Not only were there undercurrents among the elders, but the disciples within the illusion also knew that someone had killed the first great demon when they saw the flower petals appearing in the sky.
Yun Chiyi and the others flew out from the bottom of the cliff and arrived at the opposite cliff.
After taking only a few steps, a group of people slowly approached, the leader dressed in fine clothes and wearing a silver mask.
"Were you the ones who killed the centipede?"
Si Qingwu took half a step forward: "So what if it is?"
"My name is Bai Ming, a disciple of the Nine Immortals Sect. Today, I have seen that you fellow Daoists possess extraordinary cultivation, and I would like to ask you for some guidance."
Besides the Qingming Sect and the Cangfeng Sect, there is another sect that is also thriving: the Nine Immortals Sect.
Four thousand years ago, nine fellow disciples ascended to the ranks of immortals, and the sect was renamed the Nine Immortals Sect.
Yun Chiyi glanced casually at the group of about ten people. Since they had all gathered in the same illusion, things were probably not that simple.
She said, "The flower-adorned banquet is nothing more than a pastime during leisure time, why are you taking it so seriously?"
Bai Ming suddenly drew his sword, the tip pointing at her.
Yun Chiyi dodged aside, drew her silver sword, and faced him: "Fellow Daoist, your aura is unstable, so please be careful."
The other three were also entangled by other disciples of the Nine Immortals Sect. Si Qingwu fought two against one, and was so angry that she cursed loudly.
“You’re ganging up on us, so even if you win, it’s not a glorious victory.”
Yun Chiyi discovered that Bai Ming's cultivation level was not high, and he didn't know where his arrogance came from. Lin Yuwan casually thrust out her long sword from the side, and the blade grazed his face. He was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the hilt of the sword.
Lin Yuwan recalled her sword and went to deal with others.
Yun Chiyi kicked Bai Ming's sword away. The hilt hit Bai Ming's mask, causing it to fall off. At first, his features were not clearly visible, but then a handsome face was slowly revealed.
Her eyes were cold and clear. Saving her remaining strength, she turned to leave, but Bai Ming clung to her again. He had switched to a different sword, its aura sharp and menacing. Yun Chiyi stepped back and dodged to the side, thus avoiding being stabbed.
"You're courting death." Lin Yuwan's eyes darkened upon seeing this scene.
Three more people slowed him down, blocking Lin Yuwan's path, leaving Yun Chiyi to face Bai Ming's sword alone.
The cold light above seemed to have been tempered countless times, so bright that it was so dazzling that one could not open their eyes.
Yun Chiyi leaped onto a withered tree on the edge of the cliff, squinting her eyelashes to block out a bit of light.
Bai Ming caught up triumphantly: "Today I'll show you just how magnificent the sword made from fragments of the Changlin Divine Lord's artifact truly is."
Yun Chiyi found him too noisy and swept a gust of wind out with a flick of her sleeve.
His sword was not to be underestimated. Yun Chiyi felt a familiar pressure and was surprised when he frowned and was stabbed in the sleeve.
She drew her sword with a cold expression, intending to get close and finish the fight quickly, but the aura of the cold sword made her heart race, as if her heart had been seized. A strong gust of sword wind swept over, and she fell backward from the tree, her figure landing on the cliff.
A soft rope, as fast as lightning, wrapped around her waist. Yun Chiyi recognized it as the Immortal Binding Rope that Wan Qingyun had sold to Lin Yuwan.
Guided by the Immortal-Locking Rope, Yun Chiyi's figure swept through the air and landed in Lin Yuwan's arms.
The two made eye contact briefly. She quickly landed, stood up, clutched her chest, and vomited blood.
"His sword suppressed my spiritual power."
Before she could finish speaking, Lin Yuwan had already appeared, gripping her longsword and pressing forward step by step. Bai Ming hadn't expected her sword to be so fast. Even with a divine weapon in hand, his wrist became numb from the repeated parries.
Under the protection of the Si siblings, Yun Chiyi rested against a snow-covered boulder. She saw Lin Yuwan come and go easily under that invisible pressure, as if the sword was only aimed at her.
Thinking of the embarrassment she had just suffered, Yun Chiyi felt a surge of anger and blood rush to her head, and black blood gushed from her mouth.
This was not a good sign. Yun Chiyi stared fiercely at the sword that Lin Yuwan had kicked away and plunged into the cliff. His chest heaved with intense emotion, and a strong hatred rose from the bottom of his heart.
She immediately sat down to meditate and regulate her breathing.
The moment she closed her eyes, she saw Lin Yuwan kick Bai Ming away as well. Bai Ming's body flew sideways and crashed heavily into the tree trunk where she had just been standing.
Bai Ming coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, convulsing.
Lin Yuwan had no intention of letting him off the hook or eliminating him from the game.
The hand with its distinct knuckles rose again, and Bai Ming was lifted up by an invisible force and slammed to the ground once more.
His internal organs were churning inside him, and he was filled with hatred. However, Lin Yuwan's eyes were sharp, and before he could make his next move, the ink sword, like a cold arrow, pierced his shoulder with a soft thud.
The others had already been sent out of the illusion by the Si siblings. Seeing Lin Yuwan still launching a deadly attack on Bai Ming, the two of them froze in place, not daring to step forward.
With so many people watching, we can't let him go on like this.
Yun Chiyi's inner energy surged, and with Si Qingwu's help, she stood up and called out towards the swirling snowflakes, "Lin Yuwan!"
Lin Yuwan glanced back indifferently, his foot stepping on Bai Ming's shoulder, his toes grinding against it, and a large amount of blood gushed from the wound and flowed down from the sole of his foot.
"Ah!!! How dare you!" Bai Ming screamed in excruciating pain.
Yun Chiyi got goosebumps on her arms and tentatively called out, "That's enough, junior brother, stop."
Lin Yuwan chuckled upon hearing this, and then kicked Bai Ming hard in the chin, silencing him completely.
"Today, it's your senior sister who's pleading for you." He then kicked Bai Ming into the cliff, completely concealing the gloom in his eyes and replacing it with a smile as gentle as a spring breeze in April.
"Is everyone alright?"
Si Qingwu was a little nervous, and seeing that no one was speaking, she took a breath and stood up.
"This Bai Ming has gone too far. The purpose of the Flower-Adorning Banquet is to allow disciples to showcase their demon-catching skills, not to encourage private fights."
Her voice also brought the people watching from the sidelines back to their senses.
When the Cangfeng Sect leader heard some people whispering about Lin Yuwan's ruthlessness, he thought, "She is, after all, an outstanding disciple of the sect." He slammed down his teacup and pretended to be angry: "What kind of behavior is this? Seeing that someone has won once, they can't wait to eliminate that person. Such people are truly narrow-minded."
The people from the Nine Immortals Sect protested, "That's not right. Disciples from all sects are competing fairly. How can you call it narrow-minded?"
The Qingming Sect, always protective of its own, also joined the verbal sparring: "The Nine Immortals Sect has truly opened our eyes today."
The Nine Immortals Sect retorted, "It is truly chilling that your subordinates have trained such ruthless and vicious individuals."
"What does it mean to be ruthless? It means you provoked us first!"
"So the fragments of the divine sword you found in the South Caspian Sea were actually real. Such a divine artifact is being given to a bunch of rabble—it's a terrible waste!"
“My party has no secrets from its disciples, so how can I allow others to interfere?”
The sect that hosted the Flower-Picking Banquet sent someone to mediate the conflict. To ensure future harmony, the elders turned a blind eye and focused their attention on the situation within the Illusionary Realm.
At this moment, the commotion subsided, leaving only Yun Chiyi clutching her chest, unable to breathe.
Lin Yuwan supported her, a look of shock flashing in her eyes: "Senior sister, why are you so angry?"
Yun Chiyi was not sure why, but the surging air currents coursed through her veins, shaking her foundation.
She had been practicing Taoism for sixteen years and this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.
Lin Yuwan used the Feather Scale Bracelet to create a barrier, blocking all gazes from observing her.
He needed to help Yun Chiyi regulate her breathing first.
Having just encountered a divine artifact for the first time, Yun Chiyi's Dao heart was shaken. Yun Chiyi was in a daze and leaned against Lin Yuwan with a dizzy head.
If this continued, Yun Chiyi was very likely to suffer a qi deviation. Lin Yuwan did not delay any longer, straightened her body, and channeled spiritual energy into her body.
However, Yun Chiyi's body rejected his spiritual energy, and even the mother Gu within her body was restlessly awakening. She lowered her head in even greater pain, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Lin Yuwan's voice faltered for a moment: "Senior sister..."
Yun Chiyi gasped for breath: "I refuse to accept this."
With red eyes, she tried to stand up, but Lin Yuwan, seeing that something was wrong, simply knocked her unconscious, smashed the hairpin plaque, and withdrew from the hairpin banquet.
Si Qingwu was shocked to see that both of their names had disappeared from the roster, and she didn't know how to react.
Off the field, there was much discussion, with no one knowing why the two withdrew from the competition or where they went.
Yun Chiyi's Gu poison took effect, and Lin Yuwan immediately took her to the old temple outside the town and used the Feather Scale Bracelet and her heart's blood to draw a barrier.
He fed her the pills he had refined earlier. Yun Chiyi regained a little consciousness and asked weakly, "If I die, will you also die suddenly in three days?"
Lin Yuwan frankly admitted, "Yes."
Yun Chiyi closed her eyes: "Then I'm relieved. I need to regulate my breathing and protect myself."
The system also said: "Host, don't push yourself. We can retreat."
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