As soon as these words were spoken, everyone inside and outside the Dao Arena, disciples and newcomers alike, was stunned.
They actually treated a Sighing Peak senior as a Daoist Arena Martial Training opponent?
How arrogant!
The Proctor Disciple looked troubled, seeking help from the nearby pavilion where several Elders were also watching the scene unfold.
After all, Xiao Xinran and Ji Shiyu were the main focus of attention this year.
“Senior Sister, please instruct me!”
“You said it yourself!”
Jing Tan’er couldn’t have wished for more, her eyes shining.
She hadn’t caught the main culprit, but here was someone else running straight into her sword.
If the main wife loses to the mistress, then beating up the mistress is just as good for slapping Yun Liu in the face!
That damn blonde even wants to steal this? Xiao Xinran sneered inwardly. One less sword maid is one less. Best if both perish together!
Three women put on a show; somehow, these two new students had provoked a powerful Outer Sect Disciple, and before even officially joining, they were already squaring off for a duel.
The commotion in the Dao Arena quickly spread. It was Sea of Clouds Five Peaks’ back-to-school season, so idle Five Peaks disciples and Instructors all flew their swords to Sighing Peak—if there was drama, they had to watch.
“What? There’s actually a newcomer who’s overestimating herself and dares to challenge Senior Sister Jing!”
“I heard Junior Sister Jing’s Qi Sea is already consolidated, and her Jade Palace is beginning to manifest—she’s probably about to reach Foundation Establishment.”
“Senior Sister never holds back. Someone’s about to be unlucky.”
“Wow, what a beautiful Junior Sister. She’s got guts. What’s her background?”
“I heard she’s Senior Brother Yun’s lover.”
“Huh!?”
The crowd buzzed with gossip.
Two beautiful female cultivators dueling was a rare sight indeed.
On the pavilion, several Elders stroked their beards but made no move to intervene.
Ji Shiyu’s Qi Sea fluctuations are also at the ninth stage of Qi Refinement.
It’s a good chance to test this mysterious newcomer.
With so many experts present, nothing can go wrong.
“Tan’er is already at the ninth stage of Qi Refinement, her Fenghuo Twin Spiritual Roots complement each other. She’ll definitely stand out in this year’s promotion exam and become an Inner Disciple. I wonder how she compares to that child?”
The Formless Spiritual Root, seen once in a thousand years, just what is its mystery?
We’ll watch and see.
Jing Tan’er accepted a finely crafted long sword from her companion, drawing it with a soft hum.
The Lingfeng trembled, a sign of its extraordinary quality.
“I’m used to my own sword. Once I make a move, I go all out—no mercy. If you’re scared, it’s not too late to regret it now.”
“For real? Then I won’t hold back either!”
Ji Shiyu raised her brows, tossed aside her Trial Wooden Sword, and from her Fangcun Object, her Bright Silver Sword sprang forth.
White scabbard, silver blade, inlaid with Seven-Star patterns, its radiance dazzling.
“Grade-Three Spiritual Weapon!”
In the crowd, a sharp-eyed Jindan-Stage Alchemist shuddered. He couldn’t even afford such a weapon.
A little girl at the Qi Refinement stage, how could she possibly wield such a treasure?
To treat such a treasure as a toy at her age, what kind of family is this? Far too extravagant!
Both girls, beautiful as flowers, had tossed aside their training swords.
They were about to fight for real, swords clashing, too wild!
The audience’s excitement soared.
Jing Tan’er took a deep breath, her Qi Sea gathering strength, her spiritual pressure rising steadily.
Her ninth-stage Qi Refinement cultivation was enough to stand tall among Outer Sect Disciples.
Ji Shiyu, however, only gave a mysterious smile, silver sword behind her back, forming a sword seal with two fingers at her chest.
Each stood at a corner of the Dao Arena, both glancing at the Proctor Disciple, their auras overwhelming.
The Proctor Disciple was under immense pressure.
If there was a bloodshed during the entrance exam, he couldn’t bear the responsibility.
Seeing the Elders’ silent approval, he braced himself and struck the bell and drum, signaling the start of the Daoist Arena Martial Training.
Dong!
As soon as the drum sounded, Jing Tan’er’s eyes flashed coldly, and she was the first to strike, sweeping her sword horizontally.
Blazing spiritual energy coated her blade, sending sparks flying as a fierce wind kicked up, fanning the flames higher.
One swing of her sword carried the momentum of a prairie fire, sweeping across the Dao Arena.
It was even more powerful than a low-level Five Elements Flame Art.
The intense heat forced the watching disciples to retreat to the edge, exclaiming in awe.
Yun Liu nodded slightly, as if he had already foreseen this.
He had fought every opponent the protagonist would meet in the future, knowing their strengths and weaknesses well.
Jing Tan’er is a growth-type antagonist, destined for three or four boss battles in the future, each tougher than the last.
Windfire Slash is her signature move.
Before the sword even reached its range, the edge of her spiritual energy covered the whole arena.
The villainess’s swordplay combined the aggression unique to the Fire Spiritual Root and the agility and swiftness of a Wind Spiritual Root sword cultivator.
Spiritual flames danced, obscuring the arena, and no one could see what happened to the blonde girl.
“Hiss, do they have a grudge? Senior Sister Jing went all out right from the start!”
Several Inner Disciples shook their heads and wiped their sweat.
Even if they could block Windfire Slash, they’d end up looking miserable.
Even if the newcomer survived, she’d likely be badly injured.
There was no movement from within the flames.
Xiao Xinran leaned over the railing, peering curiously.
“So? So? Is she dead yet?”
“…….”
Yun Liu and Ao Tian both looked at the red-clad girl with odd expressions.
Which side is she even on?
Pathetic.
Jing Tan’er sheathed her sword and looked up at Yun Liu, her smug gaze seeming to say: “Is this the woman you fancy?”
The outcome was set, this battle was as one-sided as expected.
Just as everyone thought so, as the flames gradually faded, a strand of white light floated in the arena.
The crowd’s shouts rose.
“Hey! Look!”
Jing Tan’er turned around in surprise, only to find Ji Shiyu standing there perfectly unharmed, not even having moved!
“She’s also at the ninth stage of Qi Refinement—how is this possible!?”
The golden-haired girl radiated dazzling light, her Qi Sea’s spiritual pressure no weaker than Jing Tan’er’s.
A barrier of spiritual energy like a layer of silver clothes, flecks of stardust swirling around her delicate form, steadily absorbing the heatwave.
Ji Shiyu’s eyes sparkled with starlight, her brilliant posture mesmerizing. The wonders of the Formless Spiritual Root were only just beginning to show.
Ao Tian flapped his wings, puffed out his chest, and looked proudly at Yun Liu.
See?
Isn’t she beautiful?
I raised her.
Do you like her?
Shiyu really is charming when she gets serious.
As long as that oily brat isn’t blind, there’s no way he won’t be moved!
But the Phoenix Hatchling was disappointed again.
The white-robed boy’s face was expressionless, the plot so familiar it was engraved in his mind.
He’d seen Feng Aotian’s transformation scene as a Magic Girl of the Cultivation World countless times, even more than the blonde herself.
No matter how dazzling, it failed to stir him.
That was the protagonist’s Jiutian Xuanbian cultivation art.
The first form was called Star Princess, shining with diamond stardust.
With the Fortune of the stars upon her, she was flawless in both offense and defense.
The elemental spiritual energy on her body was immune to the typical Five Elements cycle.
And once he conquered Xiao Xinran, the main heroine of volume one, he’d enjoy Extreme Destiny, unlocking the second form of Jiutian Xuanbian—transforming into the Flame Princess, a violent goddess far beyond an ordinary Fire Spiritual Root.
Too bad the blonde seems to have fumbled?
By the way, Yun Liu still felt the best to play with was the water-type Chaoji. Those surging tides, those endless climaxes…
In the end, all sorts of Princesses, a true Magic Girl of the Cultivation World.
But no matter how beautiful, it didn’t work on him.
“Is that it?”
Ji Shiyu tilted her head, her left hand’s sword seal shifting, then vanished from sight.
Stardust and silver shadows flashed like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, she appeared right in front of her opponent!