Chapter 61 To hell with being a good wife and mother!



Weapon refiners are divided into four levels: Treasure-level, Spirit-level, Saint-level, and God-level.

However, in the entire Ice Feather Palace, besides him being the only Saint-level weapon refiner, there were no others.

After all, a Saint-level weapon refiner is not someone you can just find anywhere on the street; it's already quite difficult to find even one Saint-level weapon refiner among millions of people.

In her sleeping quarters, Ruan Xiyan put away the refining cauldron and put on the sacred artifact-level Rainbow Feather Robe as an inner armor.

The current defensive capabilities of the Rainbow Feather Robe can easily block any attack from a Creation Realm expert, and even buffer some of the power from attacks from Transcendent Realm experts.

The gown was as thin as a cicada's wing, and felt weightless when worn.

She glanced around the room but didn't see Luo Wanyin.

It's so late, they should be back by now.

A series of hurried footsteps came from the doorway, accompanied by several voices.

"Something happened in the woods near the disciples' quarters. I heard that the male and female disciples got into a fight."

"Those male disciples are causing trouble again. They're going too far. Do they really think we female disciples are easy to bully?"

"Let's go, let's go! Let's go take a look."

As the sounds outside the door faded into the distance, Ruan Xiyan pushed open the door and went out.

In the woods, the sky was dark, but it couldn't hide the tense atmosphere between the two sides.

A shallow stream runs through the depths of the forest, dividing the area into two groups: male disciples on one side and female disciples on the other.

On a large open space beside the stream, a man and a woman were fighting, but it was clear that they were still testing each other.

The woman was none other than Luo Wanyin, who had a cold expression on her face. She was forced back several steps by the blow from the burly man.

Seeing this, Zhuo Nanjin's already arrogant attitude intensified.

"Everyone in the outer sect says that you, Luo Wanyin, are very strong and act quite arrogantly, having beaten up quite a few disciples. But now it seems you're nothing special."

Luo Wanyin rubbed her wrist, somewhat unconvinced.

If she weren't unable to use poison, constantly hindered, and worried that she might accidentally kill this guy, would she have allowed him to shout like this?!

She usually disliked talking nonsense and didn't want to get into conflicts unless necessary, but these male disciples were going too far. Even a rabbit will bite when cornered.

"Since you lost, this stream brimming with spiritual energy belongs to us male disciples."

Luo Wanyin gritted her teeth, "Who said I lost? Let's go again."

She rushed towards Zhuo Nanjin again.

Luo Wanyin is at the fourth level of advanced realm, while the man opposite her is at the sixth level of advanced realm.

If one cannot fight beyond their level like Ruan Xiyan, the difference of two levels makes a significant difference.

Furthermore, Zhuo Nanjin's cultivation technique was clearly superior to Luo Wanyin's, so much so that despite Luo Wanyin's arduous efforts, she still suffered repeated defeats.

As Zhuo Nanjin fought, she continued to hurl insults, "You female martial artists are at a disadvantage in terms of physical strength and power. Even if you cultivate, you are destined to be inferior to male martial artists."

"It's better to rely on a man, be a good wife and mother, and live a comfortable and happy life. Fighting and killing all day long doesn't make you a woman at all."

Upon hearing this, the male disciples burst into laughter.

"Yeah, that's so embarrassing, go back right now."

"You dare to compete for this stream with your limited abilities? Even if you were given it, it would be a waste!"

"......"

The female disciples trembled with anger, clenching their fists.

They wanted to argue, but the male disciples were indeed stronger than them overall, and they were superior to them in every aspect of cultivation.

Moreover, even Luo Wanyin, who was outstanding among the outer disciples, was no match for that bastard, let alone them.

Seeing that Luo Wanyin was still persisting despite her numerous injuries, Zhuo Nanjin scoffed, "What's the point of persisting? What can you possibly change?"

"You might as well beg me. Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I can give you a place to cultivate in the stream."

As Zhuo Nanjin spoke, she mobilized her strength and launched a full-force attack.

"puff!"

Luo Wanyin spat out a mouthful of blood, and her whole body fell backward like a kite with a broken string.

Just when everyone thought she was about to fall hard to the ground, an arm caught her around the waist and steadied her.

"Evening Glory".

Upon seeing Ruan Xiyan appear, Luo Wanyin's eyes lit up with joy.

My initial anger subsided surprisingly upon seeing her.

"How are your injuries? Can you still stand?"

Luo Wanyin wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. "I'm fine. I can still fight three hundred rounds."

Ruan Xiyan released her grip and looked at Zhuo Nanjin opposite her. Her tone was casual, yet it carried a sense of oppression. "I could hear the barking from a great distance. It was really awful."

"Be a good wife and mother?" Ruan Xiyan repeated these four words slowly and deliberately, then suddenly scoffed, "Screw your 'be a good wife and mother,' your mouth stinks, go wash it!"

Her eyes flashed, and she appeared in front of Zhuo Nanjin in a flash. Before he could react, she kicked him into the stream next to her.

After a loud crash and splashing water, Zhuo Nanjin stood up from the water in a disheveled state, her eyes flashing with a fierce light. "You called me a dog!"

“To call you a dog is an insult to dogs,” Ruan Xiyan said coldly.

She looked at Luo Wanyin and asked, "What's going on here?"

Luo Wanyin explained to her, "This stream contains natural spiritual energy. Although it is not as abundant as the Ice Spirit Pool, it is better than nothing. Naturally, the disciples all want to cultivate here, but the space is limited."

"Because it is located between the male and female dormitories, the competition for the stream has never stopped. Later, the two sides agreed to take turns cultivating by the stream once a month."

"This month it was the girls' dormitory's turn, but they went back on their word and came here every day to cause trouble. We tolerated it again and again, but finally we couldn't take it anymore, and the conflict completely broke out."

"The male disciples they sent, Zhuo Nanjin, is at the advanced sixth level. He made a bold statement that if anyone can defeat him, he will return the right to cultivate by the stream this month to the female disciples."

"If no one can beat him, he will make us admit that female disciples are inferior to male disciples and are cultivation wastes." Luo Wanyin said these words in humiliation.

His strength at the sixth level of the advanced realm is already considered top-tier among outer disciples, so defeating him would be no easy feat.

"A mere sixth-level advanced realm cultivator dares to be so arrogant. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were a Creation Realm expert." Ruan Xiyan's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Ruan Xiyan, I know you. You've been quite the big shot in the outer sect lately."

"I heard you are a princess of the Yunli Empire, backed by the entire empire, so your background is extremely strong. Unfortunately, you entered through the back door. Once you enter the Ice Feather Palace, background doesn't matter; only strength matters."

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