"This... Junior Sister, aren't you worried?" Gongsun Yulong asked.
Long Aotian broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, reaching a cultivation level comparable to an elder, and his strength made a qualitative leap. No matter how heaven-defying Lin Fan was, he could not fight against a genius who was above his level.
"Senior Sister Yulong seems to value my disciple more than I expected?" Leng Xingyue asked in return.
This is unlike Gongsun Yulong's personality; she usually doesn't like to meddle in her disciples' affairs.
“I’ve seen such a promising talent, it would be a pity if something were to happen to him. If you don’t care about his safety, why not give him to me? I don’t have any disciples yet, so taking one in wouldn’t be bad,” Gongsun Yulong said with a smile.
"Then there's no need for you to worry, Senior Sister. But since he hasn't admitted defeat, there's nothing we can do to interfere," Leng Xingyue said calmly.
She was puzzled. She remembered that Long Aotian had not broken through to the Nascent Soul stage in his previous life, so why had things changed?
Breaking through from the Qi Refining stage to the Nascent Soul stage in just six months is a terrifying and unprecedented cultivation speed. Is it really possible for a human to do this? The thought is chilling and only makes people more uneasy.
"Lin Fan, I am the number one genius of Qingxiao Sect. What do you have to fight me with?" Long Aotian fell into hysterical madness, his eyes bloodshot and red.
He spread his arms, releasing an unparalleled spiritual power that spread like a tidal wave, causing everyone to stagger and fall.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and powerful thunder roared, creating a tense atmosphere.
Long Aotian raised his sword, and bolts of lightning crashed down, the violent power converging on his blade, making him look down on everyone like a thunder god.
Seeing Long Aotian enveloped in lightning, everyone felt their scalps tingle. Using the power of lightning, this method was truly terrifying.
Ding: Congratulations to the host for advancing to the Nascent Soul stage. You are rewarded with an ancient Immortal Slaughtering Sword. The host agrees to learn the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, which is now at the Perfect level.
A bronze-colored sword was stuck at Lin Fan's feet. Although it was an ancient artifact, it was filled with a fierce aura, as if it had been used too much in killing and was about to turn into a demon.
Legend has it that this ancient Immortal-Slaying Sword once slew countless demons and guarded the Nine Heavens. Demons trembled at its name, and in the era in which it appeared, no demon dared to covet it.
Because of its excessive killing power, the divine sword contains a malevolent aura even more terrifying than a murder weapon. As a result, the user will be gradually corrupted by this malevolent aura and fall into the demonic path.
Lin Fan grabbed the Zhuxian Sword and immediately felt a monstrous aura surrounding him, especially in his sea of consciousness, where the aura seemed to want to erode his mind.
"It's a fine sword, but unfortunately it's a demonic weapon!" He felt regretful. The divine weapon had guarded the Tianchen Continent for countless years, slaying thousands of demons, but due to excessive killing, it had become filled with malevolent energy, turning from a divine weapon into a demonic weapon.
This is tragic, but it was also an inevitable outcome.
He looked up at Long Aotian, then brandished his divine weapon. The Zhuxian Sword unleashed countless sword lights, transforming into a massive sword array that rained down like a dense barrage of blades.
At the same time, Long Aotian controlled the lightning, merging the power of the Three Divine Swords, and fell like a meteorite burning with flames.
However, the power of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was boundless. Countless sword lights dispelled the thunder's might and continuously bombarded his protective barrier.
"What kind of sword formation is this?"
Everyone in the Qingxiao Sect was in an uproar, including the sect leader and elders. They could all sense the terrifying power of the sword formation, which was definitely not something that a Golden Core cultivator could activate.
Above, lightning crackled; below, sword light filled the air. The relative strengths of the two forces were immediately apparent.
"Fan'er, is this your trump card?" Leng Xingyue breathed a sigh of relief. No wonder he dared to make such a confident promise a few days ago. It turned out he had a trump card and was not afraid of Long Aotian's methods.
They watched as the sword light continuously broke through Long Aotian's defenses, leaving many wounds on his body.
Taking advantage of his panic and distraction, several sword lights pierced through Long Aotian's shoulder. If he hadn't dodged quickly, his head would have been chopped off.
Then Lin Fan manipulated the sword formation to stab towards Long Aotian's heart, but Long Aotian threw out a jade slip, which transformed into a defensive barrier to block it.
"I refuse to believe that your barrier can withstand my sword formation..." He tossed up the Immortal Execution Sword, poured all his spiritual power into it, and frantically unleashed the power of the sword formation.
After a period of time, seeing numerous cracks appear in the barrier but failing to break through, and with his own spiritual energy severely depleted, he finally gave up.
Lin Fan, slightly out of breath, put down the Zhuxian Sword. All the sword light dissipated, and the sword's power vanished.
This sword formation consumes too much spiritual energy; he almost couldn't handle it and needs to replenish it.
The protective barrier around Long Aotian shattered, and he lost his strength, falling to the ground, his face pale. He struggled to support himself, but laughed maniacally, "Lin Fan, you're at your last gasp, aren't you? But what can you do to me?"
The disciples were all stunned, unable to believe that Lin Fan could do this. Even Long Aotian, who had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, could not defeat him.
At the same time, they felt a chill run down their spines, and they all had their own thoughts, recalling whether they had spread rumors or had any grudges against him.
The elders of the Qingxiao Sect were equally shocked. They looked at the bronze sword and extended their divine senses to probe it, but found nothing unusual; it was just an ordinary sword.
But why is it able to exert such great power?
During the competition just now, they also sensed Lin Fan's aura, which was indeed that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. He had even stepped into the Nascent Soul stage.
However, it is somewhat unbelievable that a Nascent Soul cultivator could unleash such a powerful sword formation.
"I have plenty of ways to deal with you." Lin Fan moved slightly and kicked him in the head with such speed that it was impossible to dodge.
Long Aotian cried out and fell to the ground, spitting out blood. Then Lin Fan raised his original sword and stabbed it towards Long Aotian's buttocks.
"Lin Fan!"
He felt like he was about to split open, the pain was even worse than when he fused with the Evil Dragon Relic. He watched Lin Fan turn and leave with a flourish, his face contorted with bulging veins.
Elder Xingfeng looked at Lin Fan with a strange expression, his face twitching. This guy could give Long Aotian a psychological trauma for the rest of his life.
The fierce battle ended with Lin Fan emerging victorious, while Long Aotian knelt on the ground, his face pressed against the earth, writhing in excruciating pain from his wounds.
"Sect Leader, isn't Lin Fan's behavior rather impolite?" Peak Master Luo said softly, his face flushed.
Stabbing someone in the buttocks with a sword, though not fatal, is utterly shameless. Even though Long Aotian has no shame, it would be very embarrassing if other disciples followed suit.
"What can we do? Can we make a rule that prohibits disciples from doing this?"
If the prestigious Qingxiao Sect were to issue such a bizarre rule, wouldn't it become a laughingstock?
"What a troublemaker," the sect leader sighed, shaking his head.
Ever since Long Aotian came to the sect, they have been constantly in turmoil. Now, Lin Fan keeps causing trouble, making them want to beat him up, but they are helpless.
This guy is like a ball of cotton; if you press him down, he shrinks; if you don't press him down, he expands and then continues to cause trouble after a few days.
What else can you say about someone who isn't afraid of having their cultivation abolished or leaving their sect?
"Ding: Congratulations to the host for defeating Long Aotian and completing the mission. Reward: one Boundary Breaking Talisman."
The system emitted a joyful sound. Lin Fan looked at the Boundary-Breaking Talisman and nodded in satisfaction. Finally, he had something to save his life.
Long Aotian drew his sword, limped off the stage, and quickly left amidst all the strange gazes.
"Next time, I'll definitely kill you." Lin Fan's eyes flashed, but the killing intent in them was barely perceptible.
"Host, why didn't you take the opportunity to kill him just now?" the system asked curiously.
Leng Xingyue and Gongsun Yulong both made it clear that they would protect him, so if they took the opportunity to kill Long Aotian, it shouldn't be a problem.
"Are you really stupid or just pretending? Long Aotian didn't reveal the Evil Dragon Relic in this situation, which means he's certain I won't kill him. Besides, I was so close to him, whether I could kill him or not is another matter."
"When I broke through his barrier, I was already at my last gasp. It would be extremely difficult to kill Long Aotian in front of the sect leader and others. To put it another way, if Long Aotian wanted to take someone down with him even in death, he would use the power of the Evil Dragon Relic at all costs. If I died then, how could he escape with his damn luck? That would be a real injustice."
Lin Fan cursed inwardly, "Long Aotian really has a lot of trump cards. That array barrier blocked my sure-kill attack."
He had missed his best opportunity. With his spiritual energy depleted, killing Long Aotian or not would be disadvantageous for him.
He couldn't give Long Aotian any chance to retaliate. He knew how terrifying the Evil Dragon Relic was. At that distance, once its power was detonated, even a sect leader at the Nascent Soul stage or Leng Xingyue wouldn't have time to save him.
After careful calculation, Lin Fan felt that the chance of successfully killing Long Aotian was less than 10%, which was too risky.
Since Long Aotian could endure today's humiliation and accept defeat without exposing the Evil Dragon Relic, I cannot afford to be careless in any way.
"But you harbored murderous intent towards Long Aotian in the arena, which, in full view of everyone, would be a perfect opportunity to convict him, thus fulfilling your request to plead guilty to the sect leader," the system said.
I don't talk to idiots!
Lin Fan rolled his eyes and said.
Rules are only followed by the weak. Leng Xingyue and Gongsun Yulong are high-ranking members of the Qingxiao Sect, especially Leng Xingyue, who is one of the strongest fighters.
As long as she protects someone, the sect leader will have to give her some face. In the end, he will only take away her position as the chief disciple and then punish her with confinement, giving the others an explanation.
If you can't kill Long Aotian, and you're going to be put under house arrest, isn't that just making yourself miserable?
As for the chief position, it's not up to Leng Xingyue to decide. Once everyone has forgotten about it, she can find some other reason to give it back.
In the subsequent matches, Lin Fan simply forfeited. His priority was to prevent Long Aotian from entering the Enlightenment Cave; he didn't care about rankings or anything else.
He then departed amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd. As the top disciple in the sect, his strength rivaled that of an elder. Anyone who dared to recklessly provoke him was simply courting death.
“Evil Dragon, once they enter the Enlightenment Cave, we will act accordingly. This time, we must make the Azure Cloud Sect pay the price,” Long Aotian said coldly.
Their eyes gleamed with dark light, their aura was eerie and sinister, and they exuded a sense of destruction.
"He will repay Lin Fan tenfold, a hundredfold, for today's humiliation, making him wish he were dead."
His anger was almost uncontrollable. In today's arena match, Lin Fan wanted to force him to use the power of the Evil Dragon Relic. If that were the case, Lin Fan would be underestimating himself.
What is this little humiliation? When he becomes powerful, no one can escape the grudge and humiliation he suffers today.
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