Chapter 1381: Xue Ningzhen and Li Jinglan

"Li Jinglan, Xue Ningzhen, how could it be you two?" Xiao Feng exclaimed in surprise.

Xue Ningzhen returned the salute from afar: "Greetings, Senior Brother Ji and the two seniors, Brother Xiao Feng, long time no see." Her cold, beautiful face bore a faint smile.

Li Jinglan also returned the salute: "Senior Brother Ji, greetings to the two seniors, Brother Xiao Feng."

"Emmm……"

Xiao Feng found it hard to accept this scene.

He clearly remembered that Xue Ningzhen was full of hatred toward Li Jinglan; normally an ice-cold fairy maiden, she would curse Li Jinglan as "old dog" and "dog thing" at the mere mention of him.

Such a situation…… actually they are fellow sect members?

What heinous deed did Li Jinglan do to make Xue Ningzhen hate him so much!

"So you two are actually on good terms……"

He deliberately said that, wanting to hear the answer.

As soon as he spoke, Xue Ningzhen immediately erupted, angrily shouting: "Brother, don't spout nonsense! I and this thief cannot coexist!"

Li Jinglan shrugged: "Junior Sister's temper is still as big as ever."

"Who is your junior sister!"

"Clang~"

The Cold Jade Sword was drawn outright; Xue Ningzhen clearly did not want to acknowledge this senior brother, and she drew her sword intending to cut him down.

Xiao Feng grew more bewildered, not knowing what grudge or grievance lay between the two.

"Junior Sister, don't lose decorum in front of fellow cultivators from the Twelve Heavenly Capitols!" Ji Xingge admonished lightly.

"Yes, Senior Brother Ji……"

Only then did Xue Ningzhen put away her weapon, glaring fiercely at Li Jinglan before turning her head away.

The woodcutter couldn't help but ask: "You two disciples, it seems you don't get along well, huh?"

Ji Xingge explained helplessly: "They were originally adventurers from opposing camps, with a long-standing grudge. A year ago, Junior Sister Xue arrived first at Yunchu Shan; just as Senior Sister emerged from seclusion, intending to grant her the Pangu Great Strength Divine Ability, unexpectedly Junior Brother Li also arrived, his physique being more suited to this divine ability, so it was given to him, and instead the Supreme Sword Scripture was bestowed upon Junior Sister Xue. Their enmity arose from this; ever since, whenever they meet, their fights grow fiercer. Junior Brother Li has slightly better talent, always winning, so Junior Sister Xue feels unwilling and grows increasingly annoyed with him."

He said this directly, without avoiding the two of them.

Hearing that, Li Jinglan said helplessly: "Sorry for the spectacle, I don't want this either; mainly, she's weak but addicted to fighting, always wanting to challenge me."

"Dog thief, receive death!"

Before his words even faded, Xue Ningzhen had already drawn her sword, instantly unleashing a major skill straight at him.

"Clang!"

Li Jinglan had anticipated it, reacting swiftly, blocking with a single arm.

With Xue Ningzhen's strength, wielding the Cold Jade Immortal Sword, her attack power is estimated to rank among the top hundred in the server.

Yet this slash only knocked off less than 3% of Li Jinglan's health.

"Stop!"

Seeing the two fight in front of the guests, Ji Xingge gave a low shout, pressed down with one hand, and the immortal's power turned into an invisible giant hand that suppressed both sides, rendering them immobile.

"……Senior Brother Ji, Ningzhen knows her mistake." The restrained Xue Ningzhen hastily put away her weapon and lowered her head.

She usually has a good temper; even if provoked, she wouldn't lose composure like this.

Mainly, Li Jinglan is too hateful; from the start they were in opposing war zones, and after arriving at Yunchu Shan, he even snatched her inheritance!

That was the Pangu Great Strength Divine Ability!

A cosmic-level inheritance!!

Cultivated to the highest realm, it can evolve one's aptitude to the eighth tier!

The peerless inheritance was snatched away; she only received a second-rate venerable-level inheritance.

Although the Supreme Sword Scripture is also powerful, its realm is one tier lower, so the efficacy gap is significant.

Previously, when they had just ascended, her and Li Jinglan's strength were evenly matched, each having wins and losses.

But since entering Yunchu Shan, she has never won once—whether in territory battles, the arena, or private sparring within the sect, each time she loses miserably.

Over time, her resentment grew heavier, the lost rewards increased, and she wished she could, in the Xian Xia realm, crush Li Jinglan's bones and scatter his ashes to vent her anger.

Unfortunately, there was nothing she could do.

Suppressed for so long, she naturally became much more irritable.

Naturally, this irritability is directed at Li Jinglan.

As long as that guy isn't around, she remains the aloof fairy maiden she always was!

Ji Xingge sighed, also feeling helpless toward the two of them.

They are fellow sect disciples; he cannot show favoritism to either, only able to stop their private fights.

"You two have returned together; what urgent matter do you have?" he asked.

Xue Ningzhen was so angry she didn't want to speak.

Li Jinglan replied: "Reporting to Senior Brother, I saw Brother Xiao Feng and Senior Woodcutter traveling together, guessed they might have come to Yunchu Shan, so I returned to check."

Ji Xingge nodded slightly, looked at Xiao Feng, then at the two of them, and asked: "Are you looking to challenge him?"

Xue Ningzhen quickly shook her head.

Challenging Xiao Feng…… even if she were given 100 health bars, she wouldn't have that confidence.

Li Jinglan, on the other hand, was somewhat interested, nodding: "I dare to give it a try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Ningzhen couldn't help but sneer: "Ignorant of life and death, Brother Xiao Feng could kill you a hundred times with a single sword!"

"Hmm, perhaps—just as my punch could shatter you." Li Jinglan was no pushover either; his verbal skill was not weak.

"You!"

Xue Ningzhen gritted her silver teeth, her right hand unconsciously resting on the sword hilt again.

Xiao Feng couldn't help but chuckle.

Xue Ningzhen's strength was already somewhat lacking; meeting such a person who occasionally retorts with a sentence makes it hard not to lose temper.

Her temper can't be entirely blamed on her; Li Jinglan also bears part of the responsibility.

Xiao Feng fell from the air and stood opposite Li Jinglan at a distance.

Ji Xinge glanced at him again and said, "Little friend, the sword on your person is the 'Breaking Moon', tenth among the Ten Famous Swords, right? With this supreme true immortal spiritual treasure aiding you, my junior brother likely isn't your opponent."

Xiao Feng laughed, "When encountering fellow cultivators, I never use weapons."

Li Jinglan's brows furrowed slightly upon hearing that.

He knew he wasn't Xiao Feng's opponent, but felt the gap shouldn't be too exaggerated.

After all, against a top-tier expert like Xue Ningzhen, he could usually kill him within three punches, needing hardly any effort.

Even if Xiao Feng were stronger, he wouldn't be able to easily defeat him without needing a weapon, would he?

Ji Xinge and the woodcutter also thought Xiao Feng a bit arrogant; the former said, "That's unnecessary—if you have another sword, feel free to use it."

"No thanks, just like this, come on." Xiao Feng directly threw a sparring invitation to Li Jinglan.

He accepted it in a second; the system began a 5‑second countdown, preparing to start the battle.

Xue Ningzhen saw this, clenched his fists and shouted, "Brother Xiao Feng, cut off his head with one sword for me!"

Xiao Feng gave a heh heh laugh and didn't reply.

Agreeing to such words would somewhat offend people.

Not agreeing would also disappoint the Fairy Maiden a bit, so a foolish smile is better.

The 5‑second countdown quickly ended; as the final second arrived, Li Jinglan struck first, instantly teleporting to Xiao Feng's front and launching a lightning‑fast punch.

The Pangu Great Strength Divine Ability is a pure physical output technique, breaking the Dao with force—nothing can stop it!

Boom—boom—boom!

In an instant, three punches!

Each strike dealt over 1 billion damage!

This is after the 【Item】 weakened damage by 80%; if an ordinary player were hit, the damage would be at least 5 billion!

"Not bad." Xiao Feng praised.

He has 1.15 trillion HP, regenerating 11.5 billion per second, so he hardly fears this attack.

"This…"

Li Jinglan realized he could not wound him at all, feeling utterly shocked.

He let out a low shout, and a Secret Art‑level skill slammed down.

Bang!

This time, it knocked off over 7 billion of Xiao Feng's HP.

This definitely counts as a big move! Even if Qian Sha or Feng Feng Shi took it, they'd risk being instantly killed.

But to Xiao Feng, it's not worth mentioning.

"My turn."

During Li Jinglan's attack, he had also readied his skill.

With his right hand's two fingers joined, the rhythm of the Opening Heaven Sword Art flowed from his heart.

Xiao Feng swept with one hand, and a sword light burst forth from his fingertips!