Chapter 17: The Empress's Identity Exposed!

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

What?

Ji Fuyao sent Fang Yan flying with a single palm?

The next moment.

The crowd was even more dumbfounded.

Ji Fuyao's figure moved like a startled swan; with each palm strike, Fang Yan kept retreating.

Ten zhang!

Twenty zhang!

Thirty zhang!

Fang Yan's face showed an expression of disbelief.

He actually couldn't block it!

Thinking of this.

Fang Yan made a quick decision and activated his trump card.

"As solid as a rock!"

With a boom, a phantom of a mountain condensed on the dueling platform; Fang Yan stood in place, like a towering peak, immovable.

Fang Yan wore a solemn expression and spoke confidently.

"Junior Sister, I didn't expect your offensive power to be this strong! I have no choice but to unleash my trump card!"

"No one below the Profound Venerable Realm can break it! If you can't pierce my defense in three moves, then you admit defeat..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Fuyao struck directly.

"Heaven-Burning Decision!"

Ji Fuyao's body surged with boundless turbulent spiritual energy; the power of spiritual fire surged vigorously, and fierce light poured out in all directions.

The spiritual fire power at the Great Accomplishment stage, plus the offensive power of a Sovereign-tier technique!

In a breath, the towering spiritual fire swept across the entire dueling platform, submerging the phantom Fang Yan had summoned.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Fang Yan's mountain phantom kept shattering and dissipating!

His body flew off the dueling platform like a broken kite, crashing heavily to the ground and losing consciousness immediately.

Severe injury!

Fang Yan, defeated!

Seeing this, the arena fell into dead silence.

Everyone stared at Ji Fuyao in shock.

How is this possible?

Fang Yan's body-refining secret art is extremely powerful, dubbed unbreakable below the Profound Venerable Realm.

Today he actually lost to Ji Fuyao!

Moreover, Ji Fuyao is two minor realms below Fang Yan!

Overcoming a superior opponent, crushing dominance!

Everyone's hearts were stirred by a towering wave.

Ji Fuyao's strength exceeded everyone's expectations.

The sect master looked at the scorched, blackened Fang Yan on the ground and immediately said, "Quickly send Fang Yan back to the Body-Refining Peak for treatment!"

Soon, several disciples lifted a stretcher and carried Fang Yan away.

At this moment, Ji Fuyao undoubtedly became the most dazzling presence in the arena.

Many turned their gazes toward Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan wore a calm expression, as if everything was expected.

Seeing this, everyone felt a sudden, inexplicable anger.

It made Lu Xuan pretend again.

Just then.

Luo Lingkong stepped out from the crowd, "Junior Sister Fuyao, rest first; the next match is between me and you."

Ji Fuyao said, "No need to rest."

The crowd was slightly startled.

Didn't your battle with Fang Yan consume too much?

Luo Lingkong was somewhat surprised and said no more.

He floated onto the platform with graceful poise.

"Junior Sister, I will only draw one sword; if you can block it, I count myself as defeated."

His voice fell!

Many disciples from Sword Peak stirred.

Could Senior Brother Luo Lingkong be about to unleash that sword?

That strike could be called the ultimate sword, consuming all of Luo Lingkong's sword qi!

Once unleashed, it cannot be retracted!

The Sword Peak Sage suddenly said, "Lingkong, no! Fuyao might not be able to withstand that sword!"

The sect master frowned, also wanting to stop the fight: "Fuyao, just admit defeat in this match."

He knew the terror of Luo Lingkong's sword strike.

The sword technique is called, Instant Void Sword!

One sword strike cut forth can decide life and death!

Luo Lingkong looked at Ji Fuyao, wondering whether she would take it.

Ji Fuyao smiled and said, "Senior Brother, make your move!"

The Sect Master frowned, sighed, and looked at Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan remained calm and composed, his face tranquil.

The Sect Master's heart jumped.

Won't Luo Lingkong lose?

At this moment, on the combat platform.

"Clang!"

Luo Lingkong drew his sword!

Sword qi surged like river water, endless, terrifying sword intent flowed around his body, forming a vortex.

The realm of the Ninefold Sword Sect!

Only one step away from the Sword Venerable!

For a moment, the swords of the sword cultivator disciples on the field began to tremble.

Myriad swords submit!

"Hiss!"

Luo Lingkong slashed that sword at Ji Fuyao.

The sword qi turned into a long rainbow, vast and mighty, as if piercing this heaven and earth, shooting straight toward us.

This sword strike illuminated heaven and earth, tearing apart the firmament!

Ji Fuyao extended her slender jade hand and directly activated the Heaven-Burning Decision!

"Boom!"

Terrifying spirit fire power surged wildly, directly forming a spirit fire storm; Ji Fuyao's figure slowly rose into the void, standing in the endless fire domain, like the lord of spirit fire.

In an instant, that sword qi arrived.

The sword qi cut into the fire domain, like a mud cow entering the sea, silently and without a trace.

It caused no ripples.

Ji Fuyao rose into the void, looking down at Luo Lingkong, and did not continue attacking.

Because Luo Lingkong had unleashed that sword strike, he was now extremely weak.

At this moment, he lost the composure of a sword cultivator.

Even his ultimate sword strike produced not a single ripple.

Luo Lingkong raised his head to look at Ji Fuyao and asked, "Why?"

Ji Fuyao said lightly, "The way of the sword cultivator is to treat life and death lightly; if you disagree, just fight! Your sword technique's lethal power is strong, but when you unleashed this strike, you lacked the resolve of a life-and-death sword."

That was all he said.

"Hum."

Luo Lingkong's mind went blank.

He had not given his all for this sword strike!

He had no resolve!

"Thank you. I lost."

Luo Lingkong bowed to Ji Fuyao and slowly stepped down from the combat platform.

He was somewhat lost and dispirited.

Seeing this scene.

The field fell into deadly silence.

The Sect Master and others were so shocked they didn't know what to say.

They all underestimated Ji Fuyao!

Even the evildoer Luo Lingkong of Sword Peak lost!

Other true transmission disciples probably aren't a match for Ji Fuyao!

In the field, all disciples silently watched Ji Fuyao, their thoughts myriad.

Who could have imagined the inner sect trial would become Ji Fuyao's solo stage?

Her performance was too stunning!

Like the sun and moon's light, it completely outshone other geniuses!

In the subsequent battles, Ji Fuyao kept winning consecutively!

No one could match her!

Ji Fuyao placed first in the inner sect trial!

Ji Fuyao returned to Lu Xuan's side, smiling and saying, "Master, I have not disappointed your orders!"

Lu Xuan gave a faint smile, "Continue striving."

Half a day later.

The inner sect trial concluded.

Everyone awaited the Sect Master's announcement of the results.

But the Sect Master was now in a dilemma.

That bet, Lu Xuan actually won, and Ji Fuyao got first place in the inner sect competition!

He could hardly accept this result.

With such heaven-defying talent, letting Lu Xuan continue teaching, the sect leader finds it hard to be at ease.

This month, Lu Xuan used some "pulling up seedlings to help them grow" methods, forcibly raising Ji Fuyao's realm.

Afterwards, no one knows what else he could do.

But Ji Fuyao obtaining first place is already a fact.

The sect leader fell into a dilemma.

At this moment, Lu Xuan calmly said, "Sect leader, announce the results of the inner sect trial!"

The sect leader's heart was complex, looking at Lu Xuan, "Fuyao got first place, but it has little to do with you..."

Lu Xuan said, "Nonsense! Clearly I taught well!"

Upon saying this, a wave of boos spread through the crowd.

"Huh!"

Everyone looked at Lu Xuan.

They didn't know how he could be so shameless to say that.

Many peak masters' faces darkened; this month, they had indeed inspected Xuan Qing Feng several times.

Each time, Lu Xuan was either lying down or sleeping.

What a useless disciple!

Totally winning by lying down!

Lu Xuan froze, looking at the sect leader's demeanor, he wouldn't be trying to weasel out, would he?

He frowned, "Sect leader, hurry up and announce!"

Upon hearing that.

Everyone looked at Lu Xuan, with complex expressions.

Ji Fuyao's talent is heaven-defying, her strength is very strong, there's no denying that.

But in just a month, she went from the Da Xuan Wang realm to the Xuan Zong realm, obviously piled up by pills.

This is pulling up seedlings to help them grow!

Otherwise, why would Ji Fuyao go to the Huo Yuan secret realm to consolidate her realm?

At this moment.

Several Zhuan Chuan Di Zi walked out, with solemn expressions, saying, "Fuyao, we advise you to change masters. We have seen your cultivation talent and strength."

"The path of cultivation is not something achieved overnight; one should progress step by step, rather than swallowing pills to pile up realms, wasting one's talent."

"But Lu Xuan using this method to let you get first place is harming you!"

Lu Xuan froze.

Holy shit?

What the heck is this saying?

How could he harm his precious disciple?

Thinking of this, Lu Xuan looked hurt, "Ah, you don't understand."

Several Zhuan Chuan Di Zi, faces full of anger, "Lu Xuan, Peak Master Lu! What qualifications do you have to teach Martial Sister Fuyao?"

The voice fell!

Ji Fuyao suddenly moved.

She floated down before several Zhuan Chuan Di Zi, her gaze deep and cold, her body directly erupting with the mid-Xuan Zong realm's aura pressure.

"Boom!"

Directly suppressing those few!

Ji Fuyao coldly said, "You have no right to judge my master."

Those several Zhuan Chuan Di Zi were suppressed to the ground, prostrate, like a huge mountain pressing down, unable to speak.

Seeing this scene, the atmosphere on the spot instantly froze.

Everyone was utterly puzzled.

Why is Ji Fuyao so protective of her trash master?

Why?

The sect leader hurried over, flicked his sleeve, and dispelled this pressure.

His expression was complex; he hadn't expected things to turn out like this.

He was caught between a rock and a hard place.

Not let Lu Xuan continue teaching?

But the bet, Lu Xuan won.

Let Lu Xuan continue teaching?

He can't teach a thing!

Just then.

"Boom—!"

A terrifying aura spread from afar, the quasi-emperor realm's pressure like an abyss and sea, pouring onto the martial arena.

A gray-robed phantom condensed!

Projection of a quasi-emperor realm expert!

The sect leader and others respectfully said, "Ancestor!"

They were somewhat shocked.

It actually startled the old ancestor!

The gray-robed old ancestor slightly nodded, looked at Ji Fuyao, eyes showing appreciation, "Fuyao, this time your performance exceeded my expectations! Well done!"

Ji Fuyao respectfully bowed, "Thank you, old ancestor!"

The gray-robed old ancestor also looked at Lu Xuan, said nothing.

Immediately.

The gray-robed old ancestor's gaze swept around, slowly spoke, "Announce the results of the inner disciple examination."

The sect leader said bitterly, "But..."

The gray-robed old ancestor said, "Having Fuyao follow Lu Xuan to cultivate is not impossible."

The sect leader was stunned for a moment, then had to announce the results.

"I announce: the inner disciple trial is over!"

"First place, Xuan Qing Feng, Ji Fuyao!"

"Second place, Sword Peak, Luo Lingkong!"

"Third place..."

At this moment.

The gray-robed old ancestor's voice appeared in Ji Fuyao's mind.

"Fuyao ah, you remind me of someone."

Ji Fuyao slightly startled, "Old ancestor, what do you mean?"

The gray-robed old ancestor said, "The way of spiritual fire, Ji Fuyao... this name seems somewhat related to a person from thousands of years ago."