Chapter 122: Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road

The man wept while repenting of his past mistakes.

After speaking, he begged Yuan Yao to spare him.

"You haven't reflected thoroughly." Yuan Yao said in a faint tone.

Hearing this, the man nearly rolled his eyes, wanting to faint, and he continued to reflect in a hoarse voice.

Meanwhile, the people outside the secret realm naturally also saw Yuan Yao and the man's situation; since Yuan Yao had already set up a sound-isolating array barrier, they heard nothing of their conversation.

However, they saw Yuan Yao set up an array to deal with a male disciple of the Dual Extremes Sect; afterward, the male disciple seemed unable to endure the torment, kneeling to beg Yuan Yao for mercy.

The Dual Extremes Sect Sect Master saw this and slightly furrowed his brows.

The Holy Sect Sect Master shook a white feather fan and lightly laughed: "So this is the sixth disciple of the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord; truly interesting."

The Thunder Sect Sect Master chuckled: "So she is Yuan Yao; indeed, her reputation has long been heard."

Those in power present had naturally heard of 'Yuan Yao', after all the Carefree Sect and the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord had protected her too tightly.

The Carefree Sect Master said: "This little girl has just left her thatched cottage; she has made you all laugh."

The Formless Immortal Venerable Xu Yanzhi's gaze also fell upon that white-clad girl; after a moment, he shifted his gaze to look at the other disciples inside the secret realm.

The Dual Extremes Sect Master, however, furrowed his brows, seeming quite displeased as he said: "What exactly does this Yuan Yao want to do? Does she have a hobby of tormenting people?"

The Heavenly Cloud Sect Master lightly laughed: "I think it's just a small squabble."

His own daughter Ming Shu had told him that she and the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord's sixth disciple Yuan Yao were friends, and during the Wuduan Mijing they had looked after each other.

Therefore, he naturally felt some fondness for Yuan Yao.

The Dual Extremes Sect Master snorted coldly, secretly thinking: "The ones being tormented aren't your sect's disciples, so you naturally don't take it to heart."

After about a quarter hour, Yuan Yao finally released the male disciple of the Dual Extremes Sect.

The male disciple wiped his nose and tears, seeming utterly wronged, letting out an "ao wu" sound and fleeing as if escaping.

Yuan Yao picked up the blue flag that had fallen to the ground and placed it on the jade tablet.

In the blink of an eye, the blue flag gradually turned into a blue light that drilled into the jade tablet.

She lowered her gaze to watch the characters appearing on the jade tablet; in the points column, the number zero changed to one.

Points ranking: 8633.

Yuan Yao put away the jade tablet, then raised her head to look ahead.

She immediately darted forward.

Soon she encountered two young disciples.

She directly drew her sword and attacked them.

The two young disciples' faces drastically changed; they quickly defended. However, their cultivation was only at the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and against Yuan Yao they had no chance of victory.

With one sword, Yuan Yao flung them to the ground; then she swiftly set up a trap array to imprison them, and also erected a sound-isolating barrier.

She looked at the two trembling young disciples before her, her expression unchanged, and said: "Come, confess to me."

Both were dazed.

Confess?

What to confess?!

After half a quarter hour, both had tears streaming down their faces, constantly saying something.

After hearing the 250 System's voice, she dispelled the array; however, before they left, she seized the blue flag they had collected.

"You may go." Yuan Yao laughed.

Upon seeing Yuan Yao's smile, the two thought she was a demon; they hastily bowed and then fled.

Yuan Yao put away the blue flag, then slowly lifted her gaze to sweep toward the young woman who had been spying nearby.

She recognized the young woman.

Thunder Sect's Flying Goose Immortal — Nan Feiyan.

Nan Feiyan was also fifth place in the previous generation's disciple ranking, and her cultivation had already reached the early Nascent Soul Realm.

She had previously had encounters with Nan Feiyan in Yunming City.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, why do you...?" Nan Feiyan frowned slightly.

Before she could finish speaking, Yuan Yao flashed away.

Nan Feiyan was stunned: "?"

Yuan Yao knew she very likely could not defeat Nan Feiyan; if she became entangled with her, she would waste a lot of time.

Therefore, upon seeing someone stronger than her, she should first run; that is definitely correct.

Yuan Yao ran and ran, then head-on encountered a young disciple; she gripped her sword hilt and struck directly.

The young disciple's pupils contracted slightly; he quickly condensed a seal to block.

Boom!

Their forces violently collided, the strong impact making the surrounding trees tremble.

Yuan Yao lifted her sword and thrust.

The young disciple's face tightened; he immediately erupted a fire-element palm imprint, blazing flames surging in midair, as if able to burn everything.

Yuan Yao raised her sword and slashed!

The palm imprint was split in half!

Immediately, she stepped forward and swung her sword to stab the young disciple.

The young disciple panicked and retreated, raising both hands, quickly condensing a defensive seal.

Clang—

The long sword violently struck the defensive seal, transmitting intense vibration.

The young disciple's arm went numb from the shock; he gritted his teeth, his two fingers quickly traced a spell; instantly, the defensive seal expanded, crimson flames like a wave surged back toward Yuan Yao.

With a booming sound, Yuan Yao scattered the flames with sword qi.

And with one sword strike, she cut open the opponent's defensive seal.

Yuan Yao lifted her leg and kicked out.

Thud!

The young disciple was kicked in the chest, his whole body flying backward, rolling several times on the ground, just as he was about to get up—

Yuan Yao swept her sword horizontally!

The young disciple, startled, hurriedly dropped to the ground, a strand of his hair cut by the sword qi.

But by the time he came to his senses, Yuan Yao had already set up a formation for him.

Yuan Yao sheathed her sword, stepped closer, a faint smile appearing on her face, "Confess to me."

The young disciple froze, "Confess... repent?"

He didn't understand.

Soon, he understood.

Unlike the previous three, he actually began reflecting on himself right from the start. However, what he reflected on were only trivial little mistakes.

Yuan Yao saw his attitude so sincere, and his appearance not resembling a deceitful person.

He should be a good person.

Yuan Yao did not raise his Awakening Value to 50, and let him go.

Yuan Yao took out her jade tablet to look, discovering that her points ranking had dropped to 9002nd.

She had to look for flags on one hand and attack the target person on the other!

Yuan Yao did not linger here, but continued forward.

Gradually, she heard the noisy sounds coming from ahead.

Yuan Yao looked ahead, then swiftly darted over, and soon saw five people fighting fiercely over the opponent's flag.

One of them wore the attire of the Tai Sui Sect, while the other four wore sect attire she did not recognize.

Suddenly—

"Over there!" a shout came.

Yuan Yao quickly hid behind a tree trunk, followed the sound, and saw two figures not far away, both wearing Tai Sui Sect attire.

One of them, a tall young man, had a heavy sword bound with cloth strips on his back, his features regular, his face full of masculine vigor.

Yuan Yao's brows slightly furrowed, this person—

It was Dongfangxiu of the Tai Sui Sect!

Her brow twitched.

What a narrow road for enemies.