Chapter 162

As the Peak Master of Jade Maiden Peak, Bai Hua Xianzi naturally heard about what the disciples had done after returning to the sect.

For this, she also severely scolded Zhao Rou and the others; as an Inner Disciple, not taking the lead to set a good example would be bad enough, but instead she went around causing trouble.

In Jade Maiden Peak, a scolding is already a severe punishment; I remember that day, the gentle smile on Shīzūn's face had withdrawn considerably.

Afterward, Bai Hua Xianzi first compensated the horse farm with many spiritual fruits, all of which were beneficial to the demonic horses.

Then she went to Hundred Herbs Peak, originally intending to compensate with Sect Points; as Peak Master, Bai Hua Xianzi naturally had plenty of Sect Points on her.

Just mentioning this made Zhong Ling's teeth itch with anger; those old fogeys are also not exactly easy to deal with.

When taking out the Sect Points, each one put on an act, scraping together whatever savings they had.

Finally, Bai Hua Xianzi personally took a look—good grief, each one had at least hundreds of thousands of Sect Points, and that elder was outrageous, possessing a full three million plus Sect Points.

It's obvious that Zhong Ling and the others were also played.

But these are no longer important; what matters most to those few right now is the treasure that Su Lao Tou produced.

Mine, all of them are mine.

His gaze had completely changed, while Su Luoxing obviously didn't notice this; after arguing with Qi Xiong, both sides confirmed the wager, and immediately a young disciple behind Su Luoxing volunteered.

"Sect Master, I have always held the Dao Yi Sect in great respect; why not let me take the lead?"

Upon hearing this, Su Xing He nodded in a pretentious manner.

"Your cultivation is the lowest, but that's fine; let you go first in this match. Remember, stop at the point of contact—do not harm the harmony between our two sects."

"Yes, disciple understands."

After a round of praise, this young disciple came to the center of the crowd, looking toward the direction where the Dao Yi Sect's peak masters were located; more precisely, he looked at the inner disciples standing behind the peak masters.

"Please, senior brothers, grant me your instruction."

He cupped his fists and spoke; at that moment, a disciple from Blood Blade Peak rose to accept the challenge, but the Jade Maiden Peak side was faster—the girl seated on the far right stood up first and said to Bai Hua Xianzi.

"Shīzūn, disciple requests to battle."

Upon hearing this, Bai Hua Xianzi gave a strange look to her youngest disciple.

Jade Maiden Peak has a total of six inner disciples, and this girl joined last, usually not liking to fight; how could she suddenly be so eager this time?

However, since the disciple intended to fight for the sect, Bai Hua Xianzi naturally would not stop him; she smiled slightly and nodded.

"Be careful; if you cannot win, just admit defeat—there's nothing shameful about that."

"Yes."

She then stepped forward, standing opposite the Luo Xia Sect disciple.

Meanwhile, Zhong Ling and the other girls behind her all showed signs of unwillingness.

"I can't believe the junior sister beat us to it."

"Forget it; the junior sister has been severely lacking Sect Points lately, only just exchanging for a fifth-grade pill a few days ago—she indeed doesn't have many Sect Points on her."

"Our junior sister doesn't mind; besides, there are still others—look, the other side also happens to have six people."

They had already begun picking opponents; six versus six, perfect—every sister has a match, and thinking this, the girls' mood balanced.

At the center, both sides had taken their positions; compared to the Luo Xia Sect crowd, the junior sister was directly a head shorter, giving the impression of an adult striking a child.

Moreover, this junior sister is sweet-looking, with an innocent face, and she even has two ponytails; she truly lacks any intimidation.

Even the Luo Xia Sect disciple showed a smile, thinking, "What a cute little girl"; no wonder people say that the Jade Maiden Peak of the Dao Yi Sect is a holy land for male cultivators.

"Senior brother, please grant me your instruction."

Just then, the junior sister also revealed a smile, cupped her fists, and said.

At this moment, the Luo Xia Sect disciple's heart was about to melt—no, she's so cute, really so cute.

Facing such an opponent, as a man, how could one bear to strike her?

Obviously, one doesn't understand the Dao Yi Sect; if at this moment inner and outer disciples from other peaks of the Dao Yi Sect were present, they would surely curse, "You idiot."

You don't even know the saying 'lust bears a knife on the head,' yet you still pretend to cultivate immortality—go home, wash up, and sleep.

These Jade Maiden Peak disciples look sweet and lovely, but that's merely a facade; the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is—you know that, right?

You haven't even fought yet and you're already bewitched by their beauty—aren't you just asking for death?

Unconsciously, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the Luo Xia Sect disciple also replied in a gentle voice.

"Junior sister, hello; senior brother's surname is Wang, given name Mingming, a person from Liangshan State, residing at the second building at the entrance of Majia Tun Village, Wang Family Village, Shilin County, Jinhu Prefecture, Liangshan State; my parents are healthy, I have four siblings, ranking second....................."

As Wang Mingming spoke, everyone present was somewhat dazed—this is supposed to be a sparring match, why is he starting to recite his family registry, and do you really need to be so detailed?

Even Su Luoxing couldn't help but lower his voice and shout.

"Cut the nonsense, let's begin."

Seeing the Sect Master speak, Wang Mingming hastily closed his mouth, while the junior sister gave a sweet smile.

"Mm, then senior brother, let's begin."

A smile, and Wang Mingming was already feeling elated—sweet, so sweet.

"Junior sister, it's just a spar; come, senior brother will let you have three moves—feel free to attack."

He was already putting on an act, but the junior sister, blinking her big eyes, said somewhat naïvely.

"Isn't that not okay, senior brother?"

But the more this happened, the more smug Wang Mingming became, and without thinking he said.

"Junior sister, just go ahead and attack; senior brother also Xiūliàn the sword Dao, perhaps I can offer you some guidance."

Zhong Ling and the others nearby, seeing this, had already turned their expressions extremely weird—where does this guy get his confidence?

Don't you even sense your opponent's cultivation before making a move?

You're only at minor completion in the Nascent Soul Realm, while the junior sister has already reached perfection in the Nascent Soul Realm—do you still want to instruct her?

This guy is already a wreck; even Zhao Rou said softly.

"Truly, to make someone perish, one must first drive them mad."

As the words fell, the little junior sister made a move—with a swoosh, her figure instantly vanished from the spot.

"Holy shit."

Before anyone could even see a shadow, the little junior sister had already appeared before him; Wang Ming's eyes nearly popped out, and then a sudden sharp pain struck his abdomen, sending him flying backward.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, leaving even the surrounding crowd stunned—some hadn't even finished speaking.

"Both are inner disciples; it looks like we're in for a fierce battle."

"Yeah, both are inner disciples of the four great sects—this should be entertaining."

"Don't bother watching; it's already over."

"What?"

"What fierce battle? He got kicked away with just one kick."

Turning his head, he saw Wang Ming already lying on the ground, eyes rolled back, white foam still coming from his mouth.

For a moment, the crowd that had been boasting about an upcoming fierce battle twitched at the corners of their mouths.

"That's it? They're supposed to be inner disciples—damn, bah!"

Looking all human and dog-like, you still have the nerve to say you'll let him have three moves—lasting three moves against you would already be impressive.

Speechless, yet at that moment Wang Ming forced himself to raise his arm; seeing this, everyone's eyes lit up—could there still be a turnaround?

But the next second, Wang Ming gave the little junior sister a thumbs-up and said.

"Junior sister, your movement technique is superb."

He then tilted his head and fainted.