Chapter 137

"What did Yuan Yao do to you?" Fan Quan Immortal Venerable stroked his beard, his aged voice echoing throughout the spectator arena.

The four men's faces changed, they were frightened and knelt on the ground, their faces turning even paler.

"Don't be nervous." Fan Quan Immortal Venerable chuckled amiably, "I just want to know what Yuan Yao did to you, making you cry like that."

The Holy Sect Sect Leader also chimed in, "Yeah, what exactly did she say to you?"

Upon hearing that, the four exchanged glances.

They found it hard to speak, but seeing everyone staring at them, unable to bear the pressure, they replied:

"She… she made us repent to her!"

"If we don't deeply reflect on ourselves and recognize our faults, she beats us, wuwuwu…"

"We can only obey."

"She's too terrifying!"

Hearing these words, everyone was shocked.

Repent?

Even the Carefree Sect's members were dazed, secretly thinking: Why would the junior sister suddenly have them repent? Could it be that she knows they're not good people?

They held a deep bias toward their junior sister, thinking she was so obedient and cute that she couldn't possibly have any quirks.

But now the crowd thought otherwise, and they began to voice their opinions.

"This Yuan Yao… actually forces others to repent? Does she want to be some kind of justice envoy?"

"In my opinion, this is probably just her personal peculiar habit!"

Some also found this behavior utterly astonishing, unable to help exclaiming: "On such a solemn and dignified competition ground, she dares to openly act so outrageously—it's truly beyond belief!"

"Exactly, she doesn't focus her mind on the match, but instead uses force to make others repent to her—does she think she's a judge?!"

"I find this Yuan Yao rather interesting."

Opinions varied.

Qian Jueshan heard these discussions, his gaze unconsciously drifting to the white-clad girl inside the secret realm whose mood was clearly delighted.

"Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord, your little disciple…" Fan Quan was about to say something when Qian Jueshan interrupted.

"As long as she's happy."

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone present had varied expressions.

Yan Lao could no longer restrain himself; taking advantage of the current public opinion being unfavorable to Yuan Yao, he immediately stood up, cupped his hands toward Qian Jueshan, and then said in a deep voice: "Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord, if you don't discipline her, disaster may arise in the future!"

"How should we discipline her?" Qian Jueshan asked without glancing sideways.

Yan Lao: "Naturally, it's to stop her from doing such things; your Carefree Sect is also a respectable orthodox sect, so you naturally know this behavior is extremely improper!"

Qian Jueshan: "How is it improper?"

Yan Lao: "She has no right to make others repent to her!"

Qian Jueshan: "Why does she lack the right?"

Yan Lao: "She's not a judge—what authority does she have to control whether others repent or reflect?"

Qian Jueshan: "Then who, in your view, has the right?"

Yan Lao snorted coldly in his heart, looked toward the two Immortal Venerables on the high platform, respectfully cupped his hands, and said with each word ringing like metal: "Naturally, only powerhouses like Fan Quan Immortal Venerable and Formless Immortal Venerable have the authority to intervene!"

"You look down on my disciple?" Qian Jueshan lifted his eyelids, his tone light.

In an instant, an immensely terrifying power pressure swept over the entire spectator arena; the surrounding air condensed in a moment, emitting a chilling aura that made one's flesh creep.

Everyone felt as if their throats were being forcibly choked, unable to breathe.

In an instant, aside from the sound coming from the crystal screen, there was no other noise in the venue.

The crowd gazed in terror at the silver-haired man.

The silver-haired Immortal Lord remained seated, his peerless visage gaining a hint of coldness, his deep eyes suppressing anger.

Yan Lao's pupils contracted; he felt the bones in his body breaking inch by inch!

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Just as Yan Lao was about to become a cripple—

"Jueshan, this is just a scuffle between juniors; why must we intervene?" Fan Quan Immortal Venerable hastily spoke up, raising his hand to try to neutralize the pressure Qian Jueshan was exerting on Yan Lao.

But he found that not only did it not neutralize, it was actually blocked right back.

Fan Quan Immortal Venerable was secretly startled.

Qian Jueshan's current strength is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface!

Actually, ten years ago he already clearly realized that Qian Jueshan's strength surpassed his own!

Ten years have passed, and he has become even stronger!

Fan Quan Immortal Venerable's feelings were mixed; although Qian Jueshan bears only the title of Immortal Lord, his strength exceeds that of most Immortal Venerables!

That's why, ten years ago, the major powers of the Three Islands and Nine Provinces were all like carp trying to cross the river, eager to stuff their own children into Qian Jueshan's sect.

"Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord!" Fan Quan Immortal Venerable, in order for this sect grand competition to proceed normally, had to speak out sternly to stop it!

Seeing this, the Holy Sect Sect Leader naturally wouldn't stand by; he put away his feather fan, rose, and urged: "Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord, as an elder you shouldn't hold a grudge against an old man—just release Yan Lao! He may be talkative, but he has also made many contributions to the Ninth Province; please spare him this once."

"Yes, Immortal Lord." The Dual Extremes Sect Leader chimed in agreement.

From beginning to end, Qian Jueshan never moved a finger.

And the Formless Immortal Venerable never spoke either; he had no interest in their grudges and disputes.

Suddenly, that terrifying pressure dissipated, and everyone was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Yan Lao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted outright.

The Holy Sect Sect Leader immediately ordered the sect's physicians to treat him.

At this moment, the spectators trembled, daring not to criticize Yuan Yao any further.

They never expected Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord to be so protective of his faults, not allowing anyone to say his disciple was wrong in even half a sentence.

It made them all secretly envy Yuan Yao and the others.

Yuan Yao and the others are also fortunate, able to become Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord's disciples!

Soon after, they saw Yuan Yao set up a formation, making the participating disciples repent to her.

Those she eliminated either seemed to have gained an awakening, their eyes shining astonishingly, or had nothing left to live for, or became reclusive...

Everyone's mouths twitched.

And thereafter, she continued to act in this manner!

The spectators also gradually grew accustomed.

But the participating disciples inside the Secret Realm were not accustomed! After being severely beaten, they still had to repent while crying bitterly.

For ten consecutive days, Yuan Yao stayed at the top of the points ranking!

Xiao Zhufeng and Ying Wuji took second and third place respectively, with the points of the top three locked in a tight race.

Between them, the difference was only a dozen or so points.

The number of eliminated participants kept growing.

Now, only 4,251 participants remain inside the Secret Realm.

Everyone considered Yuan Yao a dark horse; besides her, there were a few others.

For example, Lu Xiangxiang.

Lu Xiangxiang's points ranking has already entered the top thirty!

It is shocking enough to leave people astonished.

After all, before this, they had never heard of Lu Xiangxiang.