Humph, this woman is truly brainless with a big chest. With her meager cultivation base, she dares to provoke others? Some of these people are even eliminated contestants from the Continental Evergreen Convention!
Hua Meng’s disdainful expression became even more apparent as she witnessed this scene.
“She’s not brainless, she’s just finding a way to cover her tracks!”
Ping Yan, standing beside her, held a different opinion.
“What do you mean?”
Hua Meng asked in confusion.
“It’s very simple! If those cultivators fall into her trap and attack her all at once, then even if she loses, it will be a glorious defeat. And if they win, it will be an unfair victory. Wouldn’t that solve her current predicament?”
Ping Yan reminded her.
“What a cunning woman, I underestimated her.”
Hua Meng suddenly understood.
…
“Attacking all at once? Aren’t you afraid of the wind blowing your tongue off? Do you think this is on the bed?”
“Yes, if it were on the bed, we would indeed need to attack together to deal with you, haha…”
“Tsk, you’re really a waste. I truly pity your wife!”
“Do you know who I am? I am Yao Xiao, the foremost Immortal Seed of the Kai Chun Sect, a participant of the Continental Evergreen Convention. In this Cultivation World, there is no one who deserves me to join a group beating yet!”
“You are truly cunning! If everyone attacks together, then even if you lose, it will be a glorious defeat. If we win, it will be an unfair victory!”
“Right, right, we almost fell for her scheme. We must go one by one.”
…
A group of quarrelsome cultivators began to comment and criticize one after another.
“Heh heh…”
Qi Huang was not annoyed and incited discord: “Then who among you will go first? Those who follow will also have an unfair victory! After all, it’s a rotation battle!”
…
“Of course it’s me. I am a participant of the Evergreen Convention. In the Cultivation World, strength is respected.”
“Tsk, if you were truly strong, you wouldn’t have been eliminated!”
“Participating in the Evergreen Convention only shows that you are ranked among the top within thirty years old. Beyond thirty, it’s not your turn to speak, you young brat!”
“I think you should respect the old and love the young. Let the oldest among us, me, go first!”
“To be old and yet not die is to be a thief. You are a thief, why do you demand we yield?”
“What did you say, you little brat?”
“Unconvinced? If you’re unconvinced, let’s settle it with strength! Whoever wins will be the first to deal with her!”
…
Dozens of cultivators indeed fell for the scheme and immediately began to fight amongst themselves, quickly escalating into a brawl with weapons, completely leaving Cheng Hong Ling aside.
“Let’s go, don’t bother with these…”
Qi Huang extended her small hand and beckoned.
The group of women from the Hua Rong Sect were all stunned. They never imagined that such a critical situation would be resolved with such a simple trick by Qi Huang.
Especially the master and disciple pair, Hua Meng and Ping Yan, their unconvinced expressions were extremely obvious, as if the words “traitor” were almost etched on their foreheads.
“Go? Once they quiet down, they’ll come back and pester us! Moreover, they insulted me, so they must pay the price!”
Cheng Hong Ling, however, shook her head firmly. She was not the type of woman to passively accept abuse.
“I was just asking you, not necessarily adopting your plan. Since we can’t come to a conclusion, let’s all go together!”
After saying this, Cheng Hong Ling disappeared from her spot, her figure dancing like a butterfly, appearing and disappearing intermittently, her speed akin to teleportation. Wherever she passed, the snow on the ground instantly froze.
Such speed!
The scorn on Hua Meng’s face was instantly replaced by surprise. Although in her eyes, this speed was nothing significant, for a cultivator in the mid-Huashen realm, it was indeed an extraordinary performance.
It seems to be some kind of mysterious movement technique, and it’s related to the cold ice on the ground.
Ping Yan, observing carefully, analyzed. After all, her cultivation level was deeper, so she quickly discerned the trick.
If that’s the case, then such a movement technique has a fatal weakness. If the opponent chooses to fight in the air, wouldn’t she be unable to pursue?
Hua Meng concluded.
Theoretically, that’s correct!
Ping Yan agreed.
At this moment, Cheng Hong Ling had already charged into the midst of the brawling cultivators, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Her Blue Scale Sword slashed out streaks of blue lightning, and each strike inevitably took down one person. In just a few dozen breaths, these cultivators were already lying on the ground, cries of agony echoing everywhere, their blood staining the pristine ground an extremely dazzling sight! Only Yao Xiao, who had just been eliminated from the Evergreen Convention, escaped. After all, his cultivation level was higher.
How is this possible? Didn’t you only have mid-Huashen realm cultivation? How do you have such speed?
Yao Xiao held his sword horizontally, staring at Cheng Hong Ling with a vigilant expression.
Do you think I’ll tell you?
Cheng Hong Ling replied expressionlessly.
Hmph! Do you think this little trick can defeat me? After cultivators reach the Huashen realm, every small tier difference is like heaven and earth, not just in power, but also in speed. Now I will let you know what true speed is!
Yao Xiao confidently analyzed and then chose to take the initiative, pouncing towards Cheng Hong Ling with a mysterious footwork that was completely invisible to the naked eye.
Wow! Such fast footwork!
The crowd of onlookers exclaimed in unison.
Indeed very fast! What a shame…
Cheng Hong Ling still stood calmly in place, but her spiritual sense had already locked onto the opponent’s figure firmly.
In the blink of an eye, Yao Xiao rushed to her front, his treasure sword thrusting towards Cheng Hong Ling’s chest without any pity or affection, a trace of contempt appearing on his face.
Cheng Hong Ling, seeing that the opponent was already close, unleashed her spiritual sense, which was two realms higher than her own cultivation, abruptly causing Yao Xiao to freeze for a moment. Then, she disappeared from her spot like a phantom, and the two figures passed each other.
“How is this possible? You are only at the mid-Huashen realm! Why is your spiritual sense so strong?”
Yao Xiao looked down at his severed wrist with trembling inquiry, and his sword clanged to the ground.
“Let’s go!”
Cheng Hong Ling had no interest in revealing her full capabilities, so she walked straight ahead.
Qi Huang showed a look of admiration and then followed with light steps.
“Haha! My disciple won!”
Shi Yuqi immediately cheered and chased after them.
“Saintess, you did not deceive me!”
Yuan Protector murmured emotionally as he strode forward.
The other members of the Hua Rong Sect finally came to their senses and followed behind with expressions of disbelief.
“Master, did I see correctly? Did she just use the spiritual sense of a seventh-stage Huashen realm cultivator?”
Hua Meng confirmed with disbelief.
“Yes, although that Yao Xiao is also at the seventh-stage Huashen realm, his lack of preparedness caused him to be caught off guard. In a battle between experts, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant, hence his defeat!”
Ping Yan explained.
“But she only has mid-Huashen realm cultivation, right? Even calculating at her fastest cultivation speed, she couldn’t possibly have reached the seventh-stage Huashen realm by now.”
Hua Meng frowned and raised her objection.
“Her striking power indeed did not reach the seventh-stage Huashen realm. It should be some magic treasure that purely enhances spiritual sense. Although such magic treasures are rare in the Cultivation World, they do exist.”
Ping Yan inferred.
“That makes sense!”
Hua Meng nodded thoughtfully, then mocked, “If this is all she has, then today she is destined to become someone else’s… no… my stepping stone.”
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The members of the Hua Rong Sect continued forward. Because Cheng Hong Ling had established her authority through battle, no one among the cultivators following behind dared to provoke them again. After all, even a genius who participated in the Continental Evergreen Convention had been defeated, what were they?
They walked for another two li. Several figures appeared on the pipe ahead. Their gazes were cold, indicating they were not here with good intentions.
“Get out of the way!”
Cheng Hong Ling said impatiently.
“That won’t do. Can I, Fu Xin, return gloriously to the Xue…”
No, he needs you to return gloriously to the Thunderous Gate!
A clean-faced youth stepped forward and said with ill intentions.
This is going to be good. I recognize this person. He is Fu Xin, the foremost Immortal Seed of the Thunderous Gate, the second largest sect in the Yuxuan Empire. Even I don’t have a 100% chance of defeating him!
Hua Meng deliberately spoke loudly, as if afraid Qi Huang and Cheng Hong Ling wouldn’t hear.
Isn’t that Fu Xin? The second Immortal Seed of the Thunderous Gate in the Yuxuan Empire?
If not him, then who? It is rumored his cultivation has already reached the eighth-stage Huashen realm, and his strength is extremely formidable. If he hadn’t encountered Hua Yu in the second round, he might have reached the third or even fourth round.
His blocking here is probably not just to find a stepping stone, but also for revenge.
This is going to be good. This Fu Xin was eliminated by the previous Saintess of the Hua Rong Sect. If the current Saintess cannot defeat him, she will lose face completely.
Furthermore, Fu Xin’s strength is definitely enough to enter the top thirty of the Continental Evergreen Convention. This new Saintess of the Hua Rong Sect only has mid-Huashen realm cultivation, so how can she win?
Heh heh, if she loses, she won’t just lose face herself, but also the high-level figures of the Hua Rong Sect, as it would mean they have blind eyes!
The crowd of spectators once again began to comment with great interest.
This boy looks like he has some background. Shall I take his place?
Qi Huang sent a telepathic message to her Main Body.
No need. You better save your strength to deal with those little monsters. If I can’t even clear these roadblocks, what qualifications do I have to be your Main Body?
Cheng Hong Ling confidently refused.
Hua Meng, you know this person’s cultivation best. Our new Saintess definitely isn’t his match. Can you, for the sake of the Hua Rong Sect, help her handle him?
Yuan Protector behind them felt his heart tighten, so he sought help from Hua Meng again.
Hua Meng pondered for a moment, then said to Cheng Hong Ling: “Jiang Ling, for the sake of the Hua Rong Sect, I’ll give you another chance. Agree to my request, and I’ll handle him for you.”
Haha, Saintess Jiang, it seems your fellow disciples don’t trust you!
Fu Xin teased.
It’s fine, I will use my strength to make her shut up.
Cheng Hong Ling replied calmly.
Alright! Then let me see how you compare to the previous Saintess of the Hua Rong Sect! Don’t disappoint me!
Fu Xin’s gaze sharpened.
