Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Taking your lives, and then...
The delicate wooden food box was knocked to the ground by Qin Shaoyang's sword strike. The ice talisman was torn apart, the lid was lifted, and the celadon plate was smashed in two.
The butter-fried snails are extremely delicate. When squeezed in a celadon dish, they disintegrate into a sticky mess that flows into the soil, turning the land black.
Sheng Zhiyi looked at them, her long eyebrows pressing down on her eyes, her almond-shaped eyes filled with a deep and unfathomable gaze.
The "Stunning Feather" in her hand was as clear as water, reflecting the coldness on her face.
"You came all this way just to spout this utter nonsense?"
She curled her lips into a cold smile.
"Make your move."
Qin Shaoyang looked at Sheng Zhiyi with surprise. The girl had her hair styled in double buns and wore a pink wide-sleeved flowing cloud-patterned shirt with lotus patterns embroidered in silver thread. Her cheeks were slightly puffed out, and she looked quite young.
However, the sword in her hand was now pointed at herself.
Qin Shaoyang is the nephew of Elder Qin of the Tianyan Sect and is recognized as the number one disciple of the outer sect. During the sect competition some time ago, he injured his arm and failed to qualify for the inner sect. The next competition will be held a year later.
Many people secretly speculated that this extra selection of inner disciples by the sect leader was specifically set up for Qin Shaoyang.
He was determined to win this inner sect selection.
This is not a secret within the Tianyan Sect.
Faced with such a formidable opponent, many people had already given up and only wanted to give it a try.
It was already widely accepted among the outer disciples that Qin Shaoyang was the only one who would get the spot this time.
Therefore, upon hearing Zhao Qi say that one of the servants actually declared that she was determined to get a spot in the inner sect selection this time.
Qin Shaoyang was astonished beyond words.
But after asking around, no one had ever dealt with this handyman. Only a few people had been in the same group with him when they participated in the introductory trial.
According to them, this Sheng Zhiyi... is indeed quite something.
They already knew the information before the sect leader announced the inner disciple selection.
However, these people were also unaware of the details of her abilities.
All that is known is that she and Ji Fuguang were trapped in a secret realm together, and then emerged from it.
Qin Shaoyang had also secretly speculated about this.
The eldest disciple is upright and honest; if he were to fall into a secret realm with his fellow disciples, he would surely protect them.
As for the inner sect selection, Ji Fuguang is the sect leader's disciple, so he must have known about it long ago. It's possible that he told Sheng Zhiyi in advance in the secret realm.
No matter how much we talk about it, we still don't know anything about this handyman.
A batch of intermediate-level weapons is being sold in Qiyun City recently, and he guessed that Sheng Zhiyi would definitely come, so he wanted to come and meet her.
Those people from the outer sect had a close personal relationship with him, so they also wanted to go along.
They arrived full of vigilance, only to find a girl carrying a food box, indulging in pleasure, and even struggling to fly on her sword.
Is this something you want to compete with yourself for?
After a moment of surprise, Qin Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, but then a hint of dissatisfaction arose.
What did she think an outer disciple was? Someone a lowly servant like her could easily boss around?
To be like a frog in a well, so arrogant and ignorant!
Qin Shaoyang didn't think he was wrong. He only took action to teach her a lesson so that she would realize her own limitations and stop saying such ridiculous things.
As a result, she actually drew her sword against him.
How dare she?
"What," Sheng Zhiyi said with a cold smile as he saw that he didn't answer, "are you scared?"
She raised her head, her gaze sweeping over the outer disciples present. "I allow you all to come at me together."
No sooner had he finished speaking than an outer disciple beside Qin Shaoyang drew his sword indignantly and said:
"You?"
Sheng Zhiyi stopped wasting words with them, leaped into the air, and unleashed a "Spring Rain and Mountain Shower" attack, which rained down like a torrential downpour, enveloping everyone on the field.
The crowd was taken aback by the unexpected ferocity of her swordplay. Some scattered to avoid her attacks, while others drew their swords and charged forward.
"You all step back! Let me handle this!"
Qin Shaoyang drew his sword and thrust it upwards at Sheng Zhiyi.
He disdains winning by numbers.
But before he could speak, his disciples had already reacted, drawing their swords and thrusting at Sheng Zhiyi.
At this moment, Sheng Zhiyi was burning with rage. The intense anger did not overwhelm her rationality; instead, it made her senses even more acute.
From the very beginning, these people looked down on her. They surrounded her, made sarcastic remarks, smashed her food box, and warned her from above.
What gives them the right?
Just because she's a servant, just because she wants to compete for a spot in the inner sect selection, does that mean she deserves to be mocked and warned like this?
Just because she's a servant, does that mean she deserves to be inferior to them?
With her five senses heightened to the extreme, Sheng Zhiyi's mind worked at lightning speed.
Of the six, Zhao Qi had already taken advantage of the chaos to hide behind a tree and was not a concern for the time being. The three of them dodged the sword attacks on the ground, while the other two charged forward to meet the swords.
Now!
Sheng Zhiyi used a move called "Spring Water Flowing".
This move, which combines the essence of the "Entanglement" technique, was originally intended to entangle a fierce opponent and evade attacks, but Sheng Zhiyi used it to guide the direction of the sword's momentum.
Qin Shaoyang's sword strikes were powerful and heavy, carrying immense force. If she were to take them head-on, she would certainly not be able to withstand them.
However, she redirected Qin Shaoyang's sword strikes to another outer disciple. The three swords clashed, and although she was in the middle of it, she felt no impact whatsoever.
Another disciple in green robes suddenly caught the attack, staggered back a step, and looked at Sheng Zhiyi in disbelief.
Before she could react, the three disciples who had just dodged the sword attack came at her.
One woman stabbed Sheng Zhiyi in the arm, while the other two stabbed her in the chest and thigh respectively.
This is to completely block her escape route!
Instead of dodging, Sheng Zhiyi's arm advanced, piercing the woman's sword tip with her left arm. Blood splattered, preventing the woman from striking again. Her movements were light and ethereal, avoiding the longsword aimed at her thigh.
She aimed her long sword straight at the head in front of her, forcing the man who was stabbing her in the chest to retreat.
Sheng Zhiyi had long seen that his cultivation level was the lowest among the group, yet he was vicious. While others only stabbed her limbs, this man actually wanted to pierce her heart with his sword.
The sword light was like a rainbow, continuous and dense, so dense that water could not penetrate it.
The man, already feeling guilty and weak from committing evil, had no way to break free and retreated repeatedly, only to be tripped by a strange object and fall to the ground.
Sheng Zhiyi kicked his sword away, and "Jinghongyu" pierced his shoulder, temporarily crippling his hand. She said expressionlessly:
"You brought this on yourself!"
The man looked down and saw that what had tripped him was the food box that Sheng Zhiyi had been holding.
Upon seeing this, Qin Shaoyang was both shocked and furious, and shouted, "How dare you harm a fellow disciple!"
These people came out with him, so if anything happens to them, he will be held responsible for half of it.
How could he not be anxious?
Upon hearing this, Sheng Zhiyi coldly replied, "Harming fellow disciples? Shouldn't that be applied to you instead?"
So many people were humiliating her. If she resisted, it would be harming her fellow disciples. If she didn't resist, she could only swallow her anger.
You can't learn by diligent practice, but you're quick to throw around big labels without a teacher!
Sheng Zhiyi drew her sword again, blood splattering from her left arm and dripping onto her feet.
As if she hadn't noticed, the sword strike came even faster.
With a single move, "Spring Evening Clouds," Sheng Zhiyi took a sword blow to the left shoulder, but also managed to pierce the wrist of a disciple with the tip of his sword, forcing the disciple's sword to fall to the ground with a crisp sound.
Despite being outnumbered, Sheng Zhiyi was not prepared to back down.
She was willing to use methods that would inflict heavy losses on both sides to teach these people a lesson.
She is not someone to be humiliated at will!
Seeing yet another disciple injured and defeated, Qin Shaoyang grew even more anxious, his swordplay becoming even more expansive and powerful, infusing it with immense force.
"Take her down!"
Seeing that things had developed to this point, the others also became anxious and unleashed their deadly moves on Sheng Zhiyi.
The three men squeezed Sheng Zhiyi in the middle. One took her head, one took her chest and abdomen, and the other took her legs and feet.
Every single one of them is a fatal wound!
The long sword pierced Sheng Zhiyi's thigh, and blood stained her pink dress.
She knew that her spiritual power was insufficient. If the fight dragged on, she would only be at a disadvantage. The only solution now was to finish the battle quickly!
Sheng Zhiyi channeled his spiritual power, his sword moves changing swiftly. "Spring Rain in the Mountains" followed by "Crane's Cry in the Marsh," aiming straight for the woman's neck.
The woman hadn't expected her swordplay to be so agile, but she was experienced in combat. At the critical moment, she forcefully changed direction, leaving only a faint red mark on her neck, which was unusually noticeable.
Qin Shaoyang was even angrier. He had only one thought in his mind: to take down Sheng Zhiyi as soon as possible!
The long sword was stuck in Sheng Zhiyi's thigh; the thrust was actually a slash, aimed with great force at Sheng Zhiyi's leg bone.
The sword strike was powerful and heavy, producing a harsh friction sound against Sheng Zhiyi's bones.
Sheng Zhiyi couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, forcibly circulating her spiritual power, leaping up, and using "Jinghong Feather" to stab towards Qin Shaoyang's face.
Qin Shaoyang drew his sword to parry, deflecting Sheng Zhiyi's longsword with a single strike, and then thrust it towards Sheng Zhiyi's neck.
Sheng Zhiyi's spiritual power was almost depleted. She was determined to withstand the sword strike, even at the cost of a neck injury, to pierce Qin Shaoyang's chest with the sword.
Suddenly, a surge of spiritual energy, swift as a gust of wind, swept in from afar, so powerful that it could be seen with the naked eye.
The spiritual energy, carrying dust from the ground, swept over the other disciples, slamming them to the ground.
The overwhelming pressure rendered them powerless to resist and unable to rise again.
Sheng Zhiyi turned her head in surprise, and instantly, the delicate fragrance of pear blossoms wafted into her nostrils.
An arm wrapped around her waist, and Ji Fuguang looked down at her.
The deep gaze paused on the bloodstains on her arms and legs.
"Senior brother..."
Everyone spoke at the same time.
Ji Fuguang stared at Sheng Zhiyi for a moment before turning his phoenix eyes to glance at the outer disciples.
Qin Shaoyang struggled to get up, but Ji Fuguang curled his lips into a smile, his voice as cold as ice in a spring stream:
Did I tell you to get up?
Qin Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, then knelt on the ground and said, "Senior brother, this is our fault, but Sheng Zhiyi harmed her fellow disciples. Look, Junior Brother Chen's wrist was crippled by Sheng Zhiyi, and Junior Sister Liu still has bloodstains on her neck. If she hadn't dodged in time, she might have been stabbed through the neck!"
The others also knelt in a row with difficulty, looking at Ji Fuguang.
"Oh, really?" Ji Fuguang asked softly.
One disciple extended his wrist, while the other tilted his head back, revealing the marks on his neck.
"Senior brother, please see, what Senior Brother Qin said is true."
Ji Fuguang loosened his arms around Sheng Zhiyi's waist and slowly walked over.
The two disciples moved even more dramatically, trying to show Ji Fuguang their injuries.
Just as Sheng Zhiyi was about to speak, she suddenly heard Ji Fuguang's voice:
"So what if you cripple my wrist or stab me in the neck?"
The fan ribs of "Shining Snow at Night" were pointing directly at the six people.
Ji Fuguang gave a gentle smile.
"Even if I were to take the lives of all six of you here, what difference would it make?"
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