Impossible! The poison in this treasure sword is from the scorpion’s tail stinger. Even cultivators of my strength have a hard time resisting it, why are you fine?” Fu Xin asked, shaking his head wildly, though his body couldn’t move.
Cheng Hong Ling withdrew her sword and elegantly walked away, the mystic ice on the ground gradually melting.
“I originally thought that Hua Rong Sect choosing you as the Saintess was out of necessity! Now it seems it’s at least a substitute!”
Fu Xin slowly climbed out of the swamp.
“Substitute? At the latest by tonight, you’ll know that I’m her superior replacement.”
Qi Huang casually dropped a sentence and then followed suit.
“Haha, my disciple won again, she always wins, are some people very disappointed?”
Shi Yuqi sarcastically taunted them with a hidden meaning, then chased after them like a little follower.
“The Sect Leader is right, the Saintess is truly omnipotent!”
Yuan Protector exclaimed, the worry on her face completely gone. She strode forward, her walking stick held straight.
Hua Meng and her disciple, however, were the opposite, their faces gloomy, their eyes evasive, both disappointed and embarrassed.
“Don’t worry, there will be opportunities later!”
Ping Yan comforted her disciple.
“Alas! It’s useless. Apart from those few little monsters, someone like Fu Xin is already one of the best among the younger generation. Since even he can’t win, there’s no hope for anyone else!”
Hua Meng sighed.
“Don’t be discouraged! Although there may be no one stronger than Fu Xin, don’t forget there are many more obstacles ahead. She will eventually run out of strength after fighting her way through, and then your opportunity will come again!”
Ping Yan explained.
”
Huh?”
Hua Meng’s eyes lit up, and the gloom on her face vanished.
The Saintess of Hua Rong Sect won again? That was Fu Xin, a genius who ranked among the best below the monstrous prodigies. I’ve never heard of him being defeated by any contemporary cultivator with a bloodline below nine points!
It seems we were all wrong. Hua Rong Sect’s abandonment of Hua Yu was not out of necessity at all. This Jiang Ling’s talent is definitely not much worse than hers!
This is the first time in my life I’ve seen an ordinary cultivator with talent comparable to those few little monsters! It seems the bloodline ranking isn’t so unbreakable after all!
What rotten luck did Hua Rong Sect have? First Hua Yu, then Jiang Ling, why can’t our sect find such a genius?
…
The questioning expressions on many onlookers’ faces had completely disappeared, and they followed behind with expressions of awe.
“Why didn’t you use your killing intent or the Sky Thunder Sword just now? If you had gone all out, it wouldn’t have been so difficult to deal with him!”
Qi Huang secretly transmitted his thoughts to his main body.
“Yes, but don’t you forget, in this cultivation world, besides me, I’m afraid there isn’t another cultivator who can use killing intent or the Sky Thunder Sword. After the Evergreen Convention in Yongning Prefecture last time, this is no longer a secret. Even the Lü family in Zhongzhou knows about it, so…
it’s best to be careful! Once our identities are exposed, our plan will be completely ruined!”
Cheng Hong Ling explained.
“That makes sense!”
Qi Huang also realized it, but he was a little relieved: “It’s just that being so restricted, I’m afraid you’ll be unable to cope. How about leaving the rest to me!”
“Don’t worry, didn’t you investigate before? Those few little monsters are in a league of their own among the younger generation. Below them, it’s dominated by peak Huashen realm cultivators like Fu Xin. There’s no one with a higher cultivation level.”
Cheng Hong Ling reassured him.
“But even with two more like him, you can’t withstand a battle of attrition!”
Qi Huang reminded her.
“The cultivation technique I practice is Shui Linglong, which absorbs spiritual energy much faster than ordinary techniques. It’s not so easy to defeat me through attrition!”
Cheng Hong Ling said confidently.
Indeed, this was the case. Over the next three hours, Cheng Hong Ling fought her way through, from the entrance of No Night City all the way to the foot of the Zhu Xian Terrace!
By this time, Hua Meng and her disciple were disheartened, following the team like walking corpses. They really couldn’t understand how the woman at the front managed to be so tenacious.
Cheng Hong Ling had experienced dozens of battles, large and small, but her appearance showed no signs of exhaustion. With a thought, she flew towards the mountain. Although cultivators were watching along the way, none dared to challenge her again.
The Hua Rong Sect party flew upwards, and on the plaza at the mountain summit where the Zhu Xian Terrace was located, it was already crowded with people. They were all waiting for Cheng Hong Ling’s arrival. As for the matches on the arena, no one cared anymore.
“I didn’t expect the Saintess of Hua Rong Sect to actually fight her way to the Zhu Xian Terrace!”
“Yes, I heard she is only eighteen years old! With such talent, she is no less than those little monsters with nine-tenths bloodline!”
“I originally thought Hua Rong Sect was forced to choose a Saintess temporarily to fill the ranks, but I didn’t expect them to actually find a genius comparable to Hua Yu!”
“If I still had it, I’d be so angry I could die. I wanted to eat from both sides, but instead, someone took my place.”
“That can’t be said. Being the young madam of the Cao family is even more respectable than being the Saintess of Hua Rong Sect.”
“What about resources? The Cao family already has such a peerless genius as Cao Yang, how many resources can they allocate to his wife?”
“That’s right, without the support of resources, what if Cao Yang marries another female monstrous prodigy? Can her position as the young madam be stable?”
“Young madam? Truly short-sighted. The ultimate goal of a cultivator is to become an immortal. With her talent, she had a chance, but now she has personally cut it off!”
Tens of thousands of onlookers whispered, all mocking Hua Yu’s short-sightedness.
Hua Yu’s face turned ashen, and her teeth almost broke.
“Senior Sister Hua, it seems that your Hua Rong Sect’s new Saintess’s talent is no worse than yours!”
Just then, a clear and pleasant female voice rang out. Because the speaker used true qi to amplify it, it had extremely strong penetration and echoed over the Zhu Xian Terrace.
Hua Yu looked towards the source of the voice and saw a petite girl speaking. Her hair was styled into two buns that hung down on either side of her ears, revealing a face the size of a palm. Her facial features were as exquisite as a work of art, her bright, large eyes as deep as the starry sky, and her cherry lips were fresh and alluring. Set off by her fair skin, she could be clearly seen from a distance. She was wearing a high-waisted purple ruqun. Although the skirt was puffy, it couldn’t hide the curves of her well-developed chest, and a pair of perfectly proportioned jade legs were vaguely visible beneath it.
When Hua Yu saw this girl, her face grew even colder, as the speaker was another female monstrous prodigy named Yang Jin’er, the Saintess of You Xuan Palace, who was equally famous as she was.
“Junior Sister Yang, have you developed amnesia? This past round, Fu Xin couldn’t even last one move against me!”
Hua Yu reminded her, suppressing her anger.
“I think Senior Sister Hua is the one with amnesia! I clearly said talent just now! Am I not telling the truth?”
Yang Jin’er smiled teasingly and then said, “Her current strength is indeed inferior to yours, but what about after ascension?”
“Ten years? Are you lending her ten years? Cultivators aren’t like pigs in a pen, killed only when the time comes. Who knows when she might die prematurely.”
Hua Yu cursed without any grace.
“Saintess Yang, stop being so sarcastic. I think it’s better for us to unite right now! Do you hear those discussions? The more dominant that yellow-haired girl is, the less glorious it is for us so-called monstrous prodigies!”
Cao Yang stepped forward to mediate.
“Brother Cao is absolutely right. Don’t you all forget, her bloodline is only eight tenths, yet she has completely stolen our thunder. How can we live up to the immortal blood flowing in our veins?”
This time, it was Xiao Dian, the Saint Son of Jingtian Sect, who spoke. He was also one of the nine monstrous prodigies. Elder Zuo had tried to introduce Cheng Hong Ling to him back then, but it was unsuccessful. He simply didn’t care about a female cultivator from a remote country.
“Brothers, you’ve misunderstood. I’m not being sarcastic! I just want to remind Senior Sister Hua that if she doesn’t adopt extraordinary measures, it might not be so easy for her to retain her position as the Saintess of Hua Rong Sect.”
Yang Jin’er explained, deliberately emphasizing the words “extraordinary measures.”
“My sister actually cares about me. The sun must have risen from the west.”
Hua Yu said sarcastically. Even if she were an idiot, she would know that this cunning woman was trying to sow discord.
“Of course, we’ve known each other since childhood. If I don’t help my sister, who else will?”
Yang Jin’er was still covering up her intentions.
“Put away your little schemes! Even if you didn’t sow discord, she and I are sworn enemies!”
Hua Yu openly declared her stance.
“Exactly, Sister, you indeed have backbone!”
Yang Jin’er said again before falling silent.
At this moment, Qi Huang and Cheng Hong Ling led the way into the plaza where the Zhu Xian Terrace was located.
