Chapter 15

"Who's speaking!" someone snapped!

Liu Meng stepped out of the crowd, saying without hesitation, "Did I say something wrong?"

"Of course not." The shake‑fan youth and the blade‑carrying youth who had walked out behind Liu Meng echoed in unison.

Bai Ren Shan frowned slightly and said, "Where do you come from, and where are your elders?"

"Heaven Star Sect, Liu Meng."

"Heaven Star Sect, Zhan Yue Feng."

"Heaven Star Sect, Li Yidao."

The sword‑bearing Liu Meng and the two youths each gave their names, immediately inviting ridicule.

"The lowest‑ranking sect on the Xuanti Continent, the Heaven Star Sect!"

"I thought the Heaven Star Sect had already been expelled from the Xuanti Continent—how is it still here?"

"A low‑rank sect—indeed it only raises disciples like country bumpkins!"

The surrounding crowd kept commenting, but Liu Meng, having stated her origin, paid no heed to those disparaging remarks, merely staring at Zhao Yue.

Her eyes were unusually clear, making Zhao Yue, who hadn't even noticed her, frown inexplicably and ask, "What's with that look? Didn't your elders tell you not to be rude when you're out?"

"It's just me—I won't do anything to you. But if it were someone else, your blatant disrespect could cost you your eyes."

Liu Meng, however, didn't take her bait and said, "You're actually the junior sister's mother."

Zhao Yue stared, bewildered, and said, "What are you saying?"

Pei Jianshu, who hadn't yet entered the mountain, sharply asked, "What junior sister?"

Liu Meng ignored Pei Jianshu, simply earnestly telling Zhao Yue, "You're not worthy."

Zhao Yue looked utterly confused and said, "You…"

"Let's go—the grand formation is about to close."

Having finished speaking to herself, Liu Meng turned and walked away, a one‑way output, completely ignoring Zhao Yue, Bai Ren Shan, and the others' reactions.

Bewildered, Bai Ren Shan immediately frowned and shouted, "Stop! You're so rude—have your elders come and speak."

But Liu Meng had already turned the three of them into sword light and flashed into Xuan Mountain.

Bai Ren Shan's eyes instantly darkened; his kindly, friendly façade was clearly about to crack.

But Pei Jianshu had already come before him and said, "Master, disciple takes his leave."

Bai Ren Shan looked at his outstanding disciple before him, then quickly regained his gentle demeanor and said, "Go, Master awaits your good news."

"No wonder he's the chief disciple of Sect Master Bai—handsome, modest, and polite; that's the bearing a great sect's disciple should have."

Not unworthy of being the chief disciple of White Sect Master—he is not only handsome and graceful, but also modest and courteous; this is the bearing a disciple of a great sect should have.

"Indeed."

The elders from all sides nodded in praise of Pei Jianshu.

Bai Ren Shan also looked relieved; that earlier displeasure vanished instantly.

But Zhao Yue had a fleeting moment of dazedness; before her eyes suddenly appeared the scene from the last time the sect disciples entered the mountain, and at that time——

Only thirteen‑year‑old Shen Qingli stood before her, eyes firm, and said, "Saint Maiden, rest assured—I will take first place and bring glory to you, our Saint Maiden Peak, and the Azure Jade Sect!"

She didn't think much of it back then, even though she knew Shen Qingli's talent was extraordinary, but he was still young. At the time, the one placed with high hopes was still the sect master's chief disciple, Pei Jianshu.

Yet no one expected that thirteen‑year‑old Shen Qingli would actually inherit the Fire Phoenix Immortal's legacy, and within less than two years after the sect tournament, she would fully comprehend that legacy, forge a Phoenix Bone, and ascend to the rank of Profound King.

That year, Shen Qingli lived up to her word, truly taking first place and bringing supreme glory to her, the Saint Maiden Peak, and the Azure Jade Sect, allowing the Azure Jade Sect to faintly become the leader of the three major powers.

That year, the arrogant nobles of the ever‑domineering Great Zhou Dynasty all lowered their haughty heads before her, even hinting at a desire for a marriage alliance.

Only three years had passed……

Zhao Yue felt as if many years had passed in a daze.

Especially when she saw the Great Zhou Dynasty's noble youths swoop straight into Xuan Mountain without even glancing at her, she felt even more unreal.

"Sect Master." Zhao Yue suddenly called out.

But Bai Ren Shan was exchanging pleasantries with people from other sects, and he simply didn't hear it.

Zhao Yue fell silent, then snorted derisively; she must have gone mad—just now she actually wondered whether her actions toward that wicked girl had been too harsh?

As a mother, she has the duty to educate! The wicked girl has a problematic nature—what's wrong with her strict discipline? Having caused such a scene, she even dares to arrange people to subtly insult her in public—indeed, she's becoming ever more evil!

Such a wicked obstacle will surely fall into demonhood!

No……

Zhao Yue's eyes filled with icy coldness; she would not allow it!

Inside Profound Mountain.

A sword light flashed down.

Li Yidao asked, puzzled, "Senior Sister Liu Meng, you haven't even formally met the little junior sister, so why do you like her so much?"

"It's a matter between us girls; you wouldn't understand." Liu Meng sensed a bit, then said, "Huh, why isn't she here? That shouldn't be—I clearly pinpointed the spot to enter."

Li Yidao didn't understand, but he didn't plan to ask anyway—whatever Senior Sister Liu Meng says goes.

"Little junior brother, could you calculate?" Liu Meng turned to ask Zhan Yue Feng, who was waving a feather fan.

Zhan Yue Feng shook his head, saying, "I've been curious about this little junior sister from the start, but I realized I can't calculate her—or rather, she doesn't belong to the Heavenly Dao's forty-nine."

"What does that mean?" Liu Meng didn't understand, "Could she not even be human? But that's not right either—you can calculate demons and monsters too."

Zhan Yue Feng shook his head, "Not everything can be calculated."

"So that means the little junior sister is very strong!" Liu Meng's eyes sparkled.

Just as Zhan Yue Feng was about to answer, a gorgeous purple light suddenly flashed in the distant heavens.

He froze for a moment, then exclaimed in shock, "Primordial Purple Qi!"

"Does this mean the legacy of a Primordial Great Power has manifested in the world?" Li Yidao was also very surprised.

"Let's go take a look." Liu Meng took the lead with a sword, like a string of meteors, piercing toward that patch of purple qi at the horizon.

At the same time, the disciples of the various forces inside Profound Mountain also saw that patch of purple qi, including Su Chacha and others.

"Since Little Junior Sister wants to go take a look, we'll go ahead first; later we can come back to collect the good things left by our senior brothers and sisters of the sect—it won't be too late." Gu Cihe followed Su Chacha's intention and proposed.

Baili Chongtong also agreed, saying, "Not bad, let's go take a look first."

Upon hearing that, Su Chacha instead showed concern, saying, "With such a grand spectacle, there will surely be many people going; I fear there will be danger."

"No problem." In the flash of sword light, Pei Jianshu's voice calmly landed, "Profound Mountain opens only once every three years; each opening brings forth an extraordinary inheritance."

"Three years ago it was the inheritance of the Fire Phoenix Fairy; this time, seeing this light and this aura, it must be a Primordial-level inheritance that has appeared in the world, not to be missed."

"Primordial-level?!" Su Chacha and her two companions all exclaimed in surprise, "Such a level of inheritance has never appeared before, right?"

"Indeed." Pei Jianshu remembered clearly, "Since Profound Mountain began opening its inheritances, benefiting the Xuanti Continent for a thousand years, this is the first time a Primordial-level inheritance has appeared."

"If it were a sword cultivator's inheritance, that would be great—then it would surely be the eldest senior brother's easy prize!" Su Chacha said excitedly.

Pei Jianshu said nothing, but he also very much looked forward to it being a sword—coincidentally——

At that very moment when he harbored that expectation, the purple light in the sky actually transformed into a sword silhouette!

"Hum!"

The ancient and resonant sword hum filled the heavens and appeared in the world.

Beneath the sword silhouette, within the mountain's interior, Shen Qingli was gazing through the rocks toward the invisible firmament; her eyes shimmered with purple light, and a clear purple sword pattern appeared on her forehead.