"I never thought that the self-righteous Yin Yue Tang would actually cooperate with Yan Yu for a victory."
After throwing out a talisman to block Duan Linsheng's sword and leaping several times to distance himself from him, Yan Xiao looked at him with a subtle expression, "But I don't understand. Is being a bad woman really that enjoyable? Or did your Sect Master Pei tell you to be gentle with women and please Yanyu... Yo."
Dodging Liu Yuzhi's hidden sword, he raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Why are you so eager to shut me up, beautiful lady? Could it be that I was right?"
Nan Ziyan, the leader of Yanyu, is a very beautiful, career-oriented woman who regards everything, including men, as worthless. However, she is particularly fond of Pei Xuancheng, the leader of Yinyuetang.
Specifically, she showed unparalleled closeness to Pei Xuancheng in any occasion, but the protagonist never expressed his opinion about her. At most, he would not give her too much face. In other words, he would not reject her too harshly. But no matter how gentle the rejection was, it was still a rejection. Nan Ziyan had been sticking to him for more than ten years.
During the more than ten years that the two had been entangled, the relationship between Yanyu and Yinyue had become ambiguous, and even the information network that Yanyu relied on for survival was shared with Yinyue.
All of this, combined, led to a flurry of discussion within the cultivation world about the true relationship between the two leaders of the Yanyu and Yinyue sects. Claims of a child born out of love were the least of their worries. Others speculated about past lives of grudges, including a couple who didn't drink Mengpo soup, or a spirit who transformed into a human to repay a favor. All sorts of bizarre rumors were circulating.
So Yan Xiao’s words were not completely nonsense. He was just using this incident to speak in a sarcastic way to annoy Yan Yu and the others.
However, characters like Yanyu are not easy to handle.
The sword missed, and Liu Yuzhi's enchanting figure tumbled several times in the air before landing on a tree branch.
The tree branch was clearly only the thickness of a human arm, yet when she landed on it, it remained motionless, as if made of marble. It looked quite bizarre. Meanwhile, the short sword, called the Beauty Sacrifice, held in her hand seemed soft, like a snake standing upright with its tongue spitting out its tongue, clinging to her arm and blending seamlessly with her clothes.
"Yan Xiao, you'd better keep your mouth shut."
Liu Yuzhi curved her eyebrows charmingly, without any sign of anxiety on her face. Instead, her words revealed a hint of mockery. "Otherwise, I wouldn't mind helping you recall the details of the last competition."
In the previous competition, Yan Xiao and Liu Yuzhi participated in the sect melee. That year, Mingdao Tower, with the advantage of having a Nascent Soul sword cultivator, was the sect with the greatest hope of winning the championship. However, halfway through the competition, their Nascent Soul player was killed by Yanyu's team members at the cost of their lives, and their teleportation beads were destroyed. As a result, they were slightly defeated by Yuqing in the final fight and failed to defend their first place in the competition.
The one who ruined Mingdao Tower's chance of victory was Liu Yuzhi, who had just turned eighteen.
This can be considered a feud.
In line with her tone, the two Yanyu contestants who were standing nearby giggled at the same time. If Tu Nian was present at that time, he would definitely recognize the one who was Chi Chi.
In last night's operation, Yanyu lost a team member in Jixue, and another was eliminated by Mingdaolou. That's why Liu Yuzhi and the others came looking for them to settle all the new and old grudges at once.
"That's really courageous."
The result of poking at each other's sore spots was that the tension between the two sides became even stronger. Yan Xiao curled the corners of his lips, and his powerful spiritual sense instantly locked onto Liu Yuzhi and the other two women.
"Leave the Misty Rain to me, and you guys take care of the others from the Silver Moon Hall."
Without waiting for Luo Qinghe and Su Youzhi to respond, he waved his hand and threw out several attack talismans at a rapid speed. Seeing the situation, several other contestants from Mingdao Tower rushed forward and restrained him head-on.
Although they felt unhappy about being arranged, facing two powerful Nascent Soul sword cultivators, Luo Qinghe and Su Youzhi knew that this was obviously not the time to quarrel. They looked at each other and stabbed with both swords, facing Duan Linsheng and Yin Yue's other contestant respectively.
The four players used frontal and harassing attacks, swords, talismans, and formations. Everyone fought together. The superb strength and gorgeous lights and shadows filled the Red Dust Mirror, which excited the audience outside the venue and they applauded and cheered.
They waited for eight whole days, wasn't it just for this scene!
"Look at that sword wind, it's at least ten feet wide! He's worthy of being Yuqing's number one genius!" This was referring to Luo Qinghe.
"His junior sister is so strong. She is so young, but she must have the strength of a Golden Core." This is referring to Su Youzhi.
"Yanyu is so beautiful and powerful, how can there be such a perfect existence!" There are some crazy fans.
"Oh my god, Yin Yuetang's sword moves are so pleasing to the eye. If we can master them, we will surely be favored by many girls, right?" Some people wanted to learn from him on the spot.
"Hey, is there someone sneaking past over there?"
Suddenly, amid the cheers, several different voices appeared in the crowd, and then the news spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, until finally, everyone noticed the sneaky figure.
"Tu Nian!"
Nie Yanchen, who had been silent since he started digging a hole in the snow, slapped his thigh hard and screamed in surprise.
Shouldn't she be squatting in the tree now? Why is she here?
As the sect leader, he should keep a close eye on his disciples, but as for the situation of them squatting over there... Logically, he really couldn't just sit there and watch over a forest for two hours, which was so outrageous.
"You didn't miss it, didn't you? Your disciple left the trap early in the morning, and on the way, he took away the last remaining member of our sect."
Lou Tianhe of Baihuamen spoke softly, looking at Nie Yanchen with half-drooped eyelids.
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