Chapter 16

In a moment.

The sect master and the peak masters frowned tightly, glaring fiercely at Lu Xuan.

In just one month, from the Great Xuan King Realm to mid Xuan Sect Realm—this cultivation speed is too fast!

Sometimes, being too fast is actually not good……

Lu Xuan, this guy, did it for this inner disciple trial.

How many pills did you give Ji Fuyao to eat?

Seeing everyone's expressions, Lu Xuan gave the sect master and others a brilliant smile.

Seeing this, the sect master's face twitched, and he thought inwardly, 'This brat really……'

Not long after.

The sect master rose into the air, flicked his sleeve, and began announcing the rules of the inner disciple trial.

"This inner disciple trial will have ten platforms! You will be divided into ten groups to compete!"

"The top ten will receive one million, nine hundred thousand…… down to one hundred thousand contribution points in order!"

"The top three will each receive a sacred weapon for attack!"

"First place will receive a saint-grade cultivation method!"

The voice fell!

Many disciples became excited.

The rewards for this inner disciple trial have increased tremendously compared to before!

Especially the reward for first place, it's incredibly tempting!

Liu Xuan and Luo Lingkong, among other Zhuan Chuan Di Zi, felt moved in their hearts, their eyes filled with fighting spirit.

"Boom!"

In the distance.

The ten dueling platforms crashed down, kicking up countless dust.

The sect master ordered, letting the many disciples go claim their number plates.

The crowd surged out like a tide.

Ji Fuyao received her number plate: "Platform One! Number, 9527!"

Lu Xuan glanced over.

There are too many strong disciples on Platform One!

Body Tempering Peak, Fang Yan!

Sword Peak, Luo Lingkong!

Ethereal Peak, Liu Xuan!

It can be said that most of the monsters have gathered on Platform One.

Lu Xuan was powerless to complain.

The sect master must have done this on purpose, right?

Many disciples were somewhat shocked.

This allocation feels like it's loaded with gunpowder!

With so many top Zhuan Chuan Di Zi on Platform One, it's practically gods fighting!

The other disciples on Platform One all shook their heads.

They directly wanted to withdraw.

What the hell is there to fight about!

After all the disciples had received their number plates.

The sect master announced in a deep voice, his voice like thunder, shaking the four directions.

"Inner disciple trial, officially begin!"

The battles on the ten dueling platforms were all intense.

Especially Platform One, where too many top Zhuan Chuan Di Zi gathered; their moves were already at the peak.

It was soon Ji Fuyao's turn.

In a moment, an uproar arose in the arena.

This is Ji Fuyao's first battle!

Everyone wanted to see Ji Fuyao's true strength!

"Boom!"

A young man crashed onto the dueling platform, smiling at Ji Fuyao, "Junior sister, please advise."

Someone exclaimed, "This is the top inner disciple, Situ Kong. He has already entered the late Xuan Sect Realm, and it's said that after this inner disciple trial he will be promoted to Zhuan Chuan Di Zi!"

Some disciples shook their heads.

"Junior sister Fuyao's luck is really bad!"

"In her first duel, she's met a formidable opponent!"

At this moment, Lu Xuan looked at Ji Fuyao, gave a faint smile, and said, "Go."

Ji Fuyao tilted her snow-white neck slightly, nodded, and floated up into the air, landing on the dueling platform.

"Begin!"

The elder announced.

Ji Fuyao directly made a move.

Situ Kong had not yet reacted.

Ji Fuyao extended her slender jade hand, and a surge of power came forth.

Situ Kong's face changed drastically; he wanted to defend, but it was too late.

He was directly blasted off the dueling platform, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting a mouthful of essence blood, and fainted.

Seeing this, the arena fell into deadly silence.

Everyone was stunned.

One move instantly defeated Situ Kong!

Everyone had expected a fierce battle.

As it turned out, Situ Kong lost so quickly!

Lu Xuan gave a light smile, "Disciple, not bad."

The crowd curled their lips, feeling a surge of disdain in their hearts.

No.

Why are you still getting all smug?

Not far away, Liu Xuan, Fang Yan, and the others looked toward Ji Fuyao with eager fighting spirit, "Junior Sister, I really look forward to sparring with you."

Ji Fuyao nodded, "Good."

The duel continued.

On the first dueling platform, sword cultivator prodigy Luo Lingkong took the stage.

A chorus of gasps rose from the many female disciples.

He wore a green robe, hands clasped behind his back, and his sword intent flowed slowly.

Luo Lingkong's opponent was a gray-robed youth, also a disciple of Sword Peak.

The gray-robed youth felt his scalp tingle, clasped his hands in salute, and said, "Senior Brother Lingkong, I know I'm no match for you, but I want to know the gap between us!"

Luo Lingkong nodded, calmly saying, "Make your move."

The gray-robed youth bowed respectfully and immediately began to draw his sword.

The next moment, he froze.

He... couldn't draw his spiritual sword!

Before Luo Lingkong's released sword intent, he couldn't even pull out his sword!

Witnessing this, everyone was utterly shocked.

Is this the gap of sword cultivators?

Before a mighty sword cultivator, one doesn't even have the qualification to draw a sword!

All the disciples couldn't help but sigh.

Luo Lingkong is too strong!

The gray-robed youth wore a bitter expression, "Senior Brother, I concede."

Next.

The battle on the first dueling platform remained intense.

The top-tier true transmission disciples' strength is overwhelming, crushing all opposition.

Liu Xuan's illusion technique!

Luo Lingkong's sword intent!

Fang Yan's ultimate defense...

Many disciples marveled, "Is this what top-tier true transmission disciples are like?"

Terrifying beyond words.

Half a day later.

The most anticipated battle began.

Liu Xuan faced off against Ji Fuyao!

In an instant, countless gazes locked onto the first dueling platform.

The crowd was excited.

No one knew how many rounds Ji Fuyao could endure within Liu Xuan's illusion technique.

"Boom!"

Ji Fuyao wore a scarlet-red long dress, a faint spiritual fire rose from her body as she stepped into the air, her long jade-like legs like pillars, and she stepped directly onto the dueling platform.

On the other side, Liu Xuan's jade foot landed upon brilliant flower petals.

The two gazed at each other, both smiling charmingly.

The two women possessed peerless grace, their perfect figures front‑curved and rear‑arched, as if stepping out of a painting, causing many disciples to exclaim in delight.

No need to fight at all!

They could watch them all day!

The Sect Master looked at Lu Xuan and said, "Lu Xuan, how many breaths do you think Fuyao can hold out?"

Lu Xuan replied calmly, "Fuyao will win."

The Sect Master shook his head, "Liu Xuan's illusion technique is very strong; even Luo Lingkong would have to take it seriously."

Lu Xuan smiled without speaking.

At that moment, the Elder of Platform One announced, "The match begins!"

Liu Xuan gave a bewitching smile, strange light flickering in her eyes, "Junior Sister Fuyao, my illusion technique—be careful!"

Ji Fuyao nodded.

Liu Xuan extended her plain hand, a mysterious and obscure power surged outward, enveloping Ji Fuyao.

Ji Fuyao did not resist, she actively stepped into the illusion.

Boom—

The power of the illusion began to condense…

Liu Xuan's technique can condense an illusion matching the opponent's thoughts; once something is on one's mind, one inevitably falls into the illusion.

As long as one is human, one will have stray thoughts, or obsessions.

This is the flaw in the soul.

In a vague sense, it seemed as if an invisible force was guiding Ji Fuyao, letting her display her obsession on her own.

Ji Fuyao's delicate lips parted slightly, she gave a light smile, "Obsession... I indeed have an obsession."

Hiss!

When Ji Fuyao's obsession revealed a trace, Liu Xuan sensed it.

"Junior sister, you lost!"

Liu Xuan murmured.

But the next moment, Liu Xuan's face drastically changed, her pupils all shook.

"Pfft!"

Liu Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood; Ji Fuyao's trace of obsession was as deep as an abyss and vast as the sea, her illusion technique could not possibly construct an illusion of Ji Fuyao's obsession.

Liu Xuan's soul suffered a backlash!

Severe injury!

In an instant, the illusion's power continually collapsed, like countless mirrors shattering at once, endless brilliant light around surged wildly.

Ji Fuyao's figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

The next moment, she directly appeared beside Liu Xuan and supported her.

Liu Xuan's eyes showed a hint of disbelief, "Junior sister, I lost."

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

Liu Xuan actually lost to Ji Fuyao!

How could this be possible?

Ji Fuyao won again in a single move!

Know that Liu Xuan's technique is extremely mysterious; even if Luo Lingkong encountered it, it would be very troublesome!

How did Ji Fuyao easily break the illusion?

The sect leader and others narrowed their eyes.

The battle just now was too short; even he couldn't see any clues.

Could it be that Ji Fuyao has a trump card that just happens to counter Liu Xuan?

At this time, Ji Fuyao supported Liu Xuan as they walked down the dueling platform.

Liu Xuan gave a charming smile, revealing snow-white jade-like teeth, "Fuyao junior sister, you'd better not stay at Xuan Qing Feng; there you'll only be buried."

Ji Fuyao said with a serious expression, "My master is quite good. I won't leave my master."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

It's been a month, and Ji Fuyao still hasn't seen through Lu Xuan's true nature?

He's just a good-for-nothing!

What can Lu Xuan teach?

The sect leader looked at Lu Xuan in disbelief.

Lu Xuan returned the sect leader with a brilliant smile.

The sect leader's face darkened, "Lu Xuan, when the bet comes due, you're not allowed to renege!"

Lu Xuan nodded, "Sect leader, you also remember this. Under my guidance, my disciple performs so well that first place is already secured."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Lu Xuan with contempt.

What does Ji Fuyao's performance have to do with you?

Did you teach her?

The sect leader's face twitched.

I never expected to let Lu Xuan put on an act.

The fight on platform number one continued.

Soon, it was Ji Fuyao's turn again.

Ji Fuyao faced Fang Yan!

This was another highly anticipated battle.

Fang Yan of the Body Tempering Peak, known as unstoppable below the Profound Venerable Realm.

And Ji Fuyao is this tournament's dark horse; so far, she has not shown her true strength!

Can Ji Fuyao continue her undefeated legend?

Many disciples were extremely excited.

"Ji Fuyao's performance is truly stunning."

"All her opponents are genuine monsters, yet she's won both battles, crushing them completely!"

"Senior Brother Fang Yan has perfected body tempering; I bet Ji Fuyao cannot break through his defense!"

Boom!

Fang Yan directly stomped his foot on the ground, landing on the dueling platform like a cannonball.

His body emitted bursts of golden light, dazzling beyond compare; Fang Yan clenched his fists, his joints cracking, awaiting Ji Fuyao's appearance.

Ji Fuyao immediately stepped onto the high platform.

Fang Yan looked at Ji Fuyao with a serious expression, "Junior Sister, I watched your fight. You're very strong!"

"I'll go all out! But if you can't take it, you must admit defeat beforehand!"

Ji Fuyao smiled charmingly, "The same words back to you, Senior Brother."

Fang Yan stared for a moment, then burst out laughing.

His body-tempering path is not a turtle-shell defense, but a tiger's charge!

The strongest defense is merely his trump card!

The sect leader and others were somewhat worried.

Fang Yan's offensive power is extremely strong; his fighting style is open and grand, unmatched in might!

Hope Ji Fuyao doesn't get injured.

At that moment, the elder announced.

"The match begins!"

"The voice fell!"

Fang Yan shot forward directly, trailing a golden divine rainbow behind him.

He threw a straight punch!

The force was fierce and overbearing, his aura sweeping all before him!

In the air, a sonic boom erupted directly, and Fang Yan's fist turned golden.

Ji Fuyao also moved.

Her slender jade hand extended, directly activating the power of the Heaven-Burning Decision; blazing spiritual fire surged and gathered in her palm.

She directly met Fang Yan's attack!

A fist and a palm collided together.

The crimson glow of the spiritual fire collided with the golden blood-energy!

"Boom!"

Fang Yan was directly blown away by the shock.

……