Yan Wenfei revealed a playful smile, as if Fu Hongling’s appearance was within her expectations. When she learned about Zhao Jiuge’s identity, she wanted to seize this opportunity. Whether Fu Hongling appeared or not, she could use this chance to damage the Mysterious Heaven Peak’s reputation.
When she saw Fu Hongling's red dress that outlined her beautiful figure, there was an imperceptible hint of jealousy and resentment in Yan Wenfei’s eyes.
They were from the same generation and had always been competing with each other in public and in private. After Fu Hongling became the Head Teacher’s disciple, she had always been a step above Yan Wenfei. Yan Wenfei was unconvinced and always found chances to compete with Fu Hongling. Unfortunately, she had suffered defeat every single time.
Fu Hongling then became very low-key and cultivated in secret, away from public view. Yan Wenfei had slowly put this matter aside because she rarely encountered Fu Hongling. However, today was a good opportunity for her to let everyone know that she was stronger than Fu Hongling.
“Hehe, I didn’t think the mysterious eldest disciple of the Head Teacher would appear here.” Yan Wenfei smiled and looked at Fu Hongling with a profound gaze.
“What does where I appear have to do with you?” Fu Hongling’s face was expressionless and her words were as blunt as always. She didn’t show much emotion while facing Yan Wenfei.
One line caused Yan Wenfei’s expression to become fierce. “No, it is not my business, but your junior brother has a foul mouth. Is there no one left in your Mysterious Heaven Peak to teach him? If not, I’ll help you teach him a lesson.”
Fu Hongling smiled gently. All the disciples around, no matter what generation, looked at Fu Hongling with burning gazes. Yan Wenfei felt this subtle change, and her face became even more gloomy.
“Who do you think you are, to interfere with my Mysterious Heaven Peak? I can’t even bear to scold my junior brother; what right do you have to teach him a lesson? It looks like I haven't dealt with you in so long that you came to find me for some stimulation. Don’t come in so arrogantly and then leave defeated as always.”
The crowd went into an uproar.
The dark-skinned young man looked at the two beautiful women and playfully said to Leng Rufeng, “This is going to be cool. The battle between two goddesses is a must-watch. I didn’t think Fu Hongling had such a fiery temper. It looks like your friend has an important position in Fu Hongling’s heart.”
Leng Rufeng didn’t answer and only smiled. He couldn’t deny Zhao Jiuge’s fortune with women. He didn’t know that Zhao Jiuge and Fu Hongling had already known each other.
The gentle young man whispered to Luo Bowen, “Hehe, this will be a good show.”
Luo Bowen looked at his senior brother’s burning gaze and then looked at the beautiful Fu Hongling. He seemed to understand something, and with a gentle smile, he quipped, “Senior Brother, enjoying the view?”
“Yes.” The gentle young man was staring at Fu Hongling and subconsciously nodded. However, he soon reacted and saw the mischievous smile on Luo Bowen’s face. He rolled his eyes and gently slapped Luo Bowen’s back. He said in an adoring tone, “Fu Hongling is my goddess.”
He suddenly remembered something and muttered, “Unfortunately, I’m weaker than her and she doesn’t pay any attention to me.”
At this point, a lot of people had gathered here. Some people had just arrived and didn’t know what was happening, so they quickly asked around. Some people had been called here by their friends and immediately arrived next to their friends. The peak became very lively.
No one had expected a young man named Zhao Jiuge to cause a dispute between Fu Hongling and Yan Wenfei. Perhaps people knew that there was a new disciple named Zhao Jiuge, but they had never seen him. Now they all knew that this disciple called Zhao Jiuge was the Head Teacher’s new disciple and Fu Hongling’s junior brother.
The crowd went into an uproar and everyone remembered Zhao Jiuge’s appearance.
While everyone was talking and watching, the situation finally changed.
After being reprimanded and insulted by Fu Hongling, Yan Wenfei no longer cared about keeping up false pretenses. She completely dropped all pretense and angrily said, “Then I’ll ask you for advice today. I want to see if you have made any progress after such a long time.”
“No problem.” Fu Hongling was still as calm as always. She looked at Zhao Jiuge and softly said, “Back up, your senior sister will get justice for you.”
Zhao Jiuge nodded and obediently retreated back to the crowd. Originally, when Fu Hongling appeared, he just wanted this matter to end. However, seeing Fu Hongling standing up for him, he just felt warmth spread through his body.
Just as he retreated into the crowd, he was called over by Luo Bowen. Luo Bowen’s senior smiled at Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge was, after all, his goddess’ little junior brother. He looked at Zhao Jiuge with a curious gaze and then looked back at the battle between the two goddesses.
Luo Bowen was not as calm and was talking with Zhao Jiuge about some gossip. However, Zhao Jiuge didn’t have the heart to listen to Luo Bowen’s nonsense. Although he was confident in Fu Hongling, she was still his senior sister, so he felt nervous.
Yan Wenfei had a gloomy expression, making her seem even more cold. The purple shawl over her face gently swayed and her beautiful eyes narrowed. When her eyes widened, they shined brightly.
A crisp sound echoed, and accompanying this sound, a short, purple flying sword appeared before Yan Wenfei.
This small and thin flying sword was Yan Wenfei’s life sword, the spirit treasure Zi Qing Sword.
There was an irregular wave stripe on the small sword, and the entire sword was only about half a meter long. The handle was curved, with a black and white tai chi symbol carved on it. This tai chi symbol added an important finishing touch to the sword.
The Zi Qing Sword excluded a purple halo. This was the result of it being refined by the purple origin fire in one’s purple palace. This was why spirit treasures could only release their true power once the user reached the Nascent Soul Realm.
With the Zi Qing Sword in hand, it was as if she had the world in her hand. Yan Wenfei looked like a different person with the sword in hand—she was like a sharp blade.
A ferocious light erupted from the Zi Qing Sword. Yan Wenfei raised her hand and sword energy surged. Numerous rays of purple and green light surged out. The small rocks on the ground were cut into pieces and the branches on trees were sliced. The sword energy was so sharp, it felt like it could split open mountains and rivers.
Zhao Jiuge was secretly frightened. Was this the power of a strong cultivator? He believed that this wasn’t even Yan Wenefi’s full power, which made him nervous. Although he didn’t know how strong Fu Hongling was, he believed she wasn’t too far from Yan Wenfei.
“Do you only know how to test the waters? After so many years, you still play the same old tricks. Show your moves now, or you won’t have a chance and will just humiliate yourself.” Fu Hongling’s brows furrowed in disdain. This earth-shattering display seemed like an inconsequential drizzle to her.
After she finished speaking, she gripped the long, fiery-red flying sword in her hand. This sword was made from the sword embryo that Jian Wuxian had given her. She had named it the Heavenly Phoenix Sword.
It was also a spirit treasure, and it was undoubtedly better than the Zi Qing’s. As Fu Hongling’s aura erupted and her spirit force surged, a blood-colored light spread out from the Heavenly Phoenix Sword like a fog. It hadn’t even attacked yet, but it already gave off the feeling that it was unstoppable.
Fu Hongling only gently held the Heavenly Phoenix Sword, her red sleeves wrapped around its handle. She raised the sword up at a 45 degree angle.
A strong, red sword energy appeared like a shield and easily blocked the purple and green sword energy. There was a thunderous roar when they collided, and soon, the purple light was at a disadvantage before it disappeared.
The remaining red sword energy rained down on top of Yan Wenfei’s head. Each of them had launched a casual attack, but the difference was obvious.
Yan Wenfei let out a cold snort and rotated with the Zi Qing Sword in hand. A five-colored light appeared round Yan Wenfei while she rotated, and one could vaguely see a five-colored feather armor.
When she stopped rotating, she had a gold-plated mirror.
The entire mirror was gold and bronze, and it was worn out and dim. There was a dragon carved around the edges of the mirror. The mirror itself was strange—it was cloudy instead of clear.
“Since you think warming up is a waste of time, then come! Let me see if the Head Teacher’s eldest disciple should change!” Yan Wenfei let out a roar and her aura increased to another level.
The mid stage of the Soul Formation Realm!
When she released her spirit force, Zhao Jiuge, Leng Rufeng, Luo Bowen, and the other new disciples felt their blood flow rampage and almost coughed out blood.
This crazy woman didn’t care about anything. In order to satisfy the jealousy in her heart, she was releasing her full strength to fight against Fu Hongling.
Leng Rufeng’s senior btoher and Luo Bowen’s senior brother both looked at each other. Their expressions changed greatly and they shouted, “Not good!”
Both of them made their moves. They were both at the Soul Formation Realm but were only at the early stage. Among the crowd, they had the highest cultivation. Seeing that crazy woman, Yan Wenfei, going all out, they helped everyone block that crazy aura.
Brown and cyan spirit force surged out like crazy and formed a light curtain around the crowd to protect them against the pressure.
They originally thought they were just here to watch a show; who would’ve thought something like this would happen? If it weren’t for these two, all these new disciples would be injured.
However, Fu Hongling was not to be underestimated. Seeing Yan Wenfei like this, there was no way she would just stand there and do nothing.
Yan Wenfei revealed a playful smile, as if Fu Hongling’s appearance was within her expectations. When she learned about Zhao Jiuge’s identity, she wanted to seize this opportunity. Whether Fu Hongling appeared or not, she could use this chance to damage the Mysterious Heaven Peak’s reputation.
When she saw Fu Hongling's red dress that outlined her beautiful figure, there was an imperceptible hint of jealousy and resentment in Yan Wenfei’s eyes.
They were from the same generation and had always been competing with each other in public and in private. After Fu Hongling became the Head Teacher’s disciple, she had always been a step above Yan Wenfei. Yan Wenfei was unconvinced and always found chances to compete with Fu Hongling. Unfortunately, she had suffered defeat every single time.
Fu Hongling then became very low-key and cultivated in secret, away from public view. Yan Wenfei had slowly put this matter aside because she rarely encountered Fu Hongling. However, today was a good opportunity for her to let everyone know that she was stronger than Fu Hongling.
“Hehe, I didn’t think the mysterious eldest disciple of the Head Teacher would appear here.” Yan Wenfei smiled and looked at Fu Hongling with a profound gaze.
“What does where I appear have to do with you?” Fu Hongling’s face was expressionless and her words were as blunt as always. She didn’t show much emotion while facing Yan Wenfei.
One line caused Yan Wenfei’s expression to become fierce. “No, it is not my business, but your junior brother has a foul mouth. Is there no one left in your Mysterious Heaven Peak to teach him? If not, I’ll help you teach him a lesson.”
Fu Hongling smiled gently. All the disciples around, no matter what generation, looked at Fu Hongling with burning gazes. Yan Wenfei felt this subtle change, and her face became even more gloomy.
“Who do you think you are, to interfere with my Mysterious Heaven Peak? I can’t even bear to scold my junior brother; what right do you have to teach him a lesson? It looks like I haven't dealt with you in so long that you came to find me for some stimulation. Don’t come in so arrogantly and then leave defeated as always.”
The crowd went into an uproar.
The dark-skinned young man looked at the two beautiful women and playfully said to Leng Rufeng, “This is going to be cool. The battle between two goddesses is a must-watch. I didn’t think Fu Hongling had such a fiery temper. It looks like your friend has an important position in Fu Hongling’s heart.”
Leng Rufeng didn’t answer and only smiled. He couldn’t deny Zhao Jiuge’s fortune with women. He didn’t know that Zhao Jiuge and Fu Hongling had already known each other.
The gentle young man whispered to Luo Bowen, “Hehe, this will be a good show.”
Luo Bowen looked at his senior brother’s burning gaze and then looked at the beautiful Fu Hongling. He seemed to understand something, and with a gentle smile, he quipped, “Senior Brother, enjoying the view?”
“Yes.” The gentle young man was staring at Fu Hongling and subconsciously nodded. However, he soon reacted and saw the mischievous smile on Luo Bowen’s face. He rolled his eyes and gently slapped Luo Bowen’s back. He said in an adoring tone, “Fu Hongling is my goddess.”
He suddenly remembered something and muttered, “Unfortunately, I’m weaker than her and she doesn’t pay any attention to me.”
At this point, a lot of people had gathered here. Some people had just arrived and didn’t know what was happening, so they quickly asked around. Some people had been called here by their friends and immediately arrived next to their friends. The peak became very lively.
No one had expected a young man named Zhao Jiuge to cause a dispute between Fu Hongling and Yan Wenfei. Perhaps people knew that there was a new disciple named Zhao Jiuge, but they had never seen him. Now they all knew that this disciple called Zhao Jiuge was the Head Teacher’s new disciple and Fu Hongling’s junior brother.
The crowd went into an uproar and everyone remembered Zhao Jiuge’s appearance.
While everyone was talking and watching, the situation finally changed.
After being reprimanded and insulted by Fu Hongling, Yan Wenfei no longer cared about keeping up false pretenses. She completely dropped all pretense and angrily said, “Then I’ll ask you for advice today. I want to see if you have made any progress after such a long time.”
“No problem.” Fu Hongling was still as calm as always. She looked at Zhao Jiuge and softly said, “Back up, your senior sister will get justice for you.”
Zhao Jiuge nodded and obediently retreated back to the crowd. Originally, when Fu Hongling appeared, he just wanted this matter to end. However, seeing Fu Hongling standing up for him, he just felt warmth spread through his body.
Just as he retreated into the crowd, he was called over by Luo Bowen. Luo Bowen’s senior smiled at Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge was, after all, his goddess’ little junior brother. He looked at Zhao Jiuge with a curious gaze and then looked back at the battle between the two goddesses.
Luo Bowen was not as calm and was talking with Zhao Jiuge about some gossip. However, Zhao Jiuge didn’t have the heart to listen to Luo Bowen’s nonsense. Although he was confident in Fu Hongling, she was still his senior sister, so he felt nervous.
Yan Wenfei had a gloomy expression, making her seem even more cold. The purple shawl over her face gently swayed and her beautiful eyes narrowed. When her eyes widened, they shined brightly.
A crisp sound echoed, and accompanying this sound, a short, purple flying sword appeared before Yan Wenfei.
This small and thin flying sword was Yan Wenfei’s life sword, the spirit treasure Zi Qing Sword.
There was an irregular wave stripe on the small sword, and the entire sword was only about half a meter long. The handle was curved, with a black and white tai chi symbol carved on it. This tai chi symbol added an important finishing touch to the sword.
The Zi Qing Sword excluded a purple halo. This was the result of it being refined by the purple origin fire in one’s purple palace. This was why spirit treasures could only release their true power once the user reached the Nascent Soul Realm.
With the Zi Qing Sword in hand, it was as if she had the world in her hand. Yan Wenfei looked like a different person with the sword in hand—she was like a sharp blade.
A ferocious light erupted from the Zi Qing Sword. Yan Wenfei raised her hand and sword energy surged. Numerous rays of purple and green light surged out. The small rocks on the ground were cut into pieces and the branches on trees were sliced. The sword energy was so sharp, it felt like it could split open mountains and rivers.
Zhao Jiuge was secretly frightened. Was this the power of a strong cultivator? He believed that this wasn’t even Yan Wenefi’s full power, which made him nervous. Although he didn’t know how strong Fu Hongling was, he believed she wasn’t too far from Yan Wenfei.
“Do you only know how to test the waters? After so many years, you still play the same old tricks. Show your moves now, or you won’t have a chance and will just humiliate yourself.” Fu Hongling’s brows furrowed in disdain. This earth-shattering display seemed like an inconsequential drizzle to her.
After she finished speaking, she gripped the long, fiery-red flying sword in her hand. This sword was made from the sword embryo that Jian Wuxian had given her. She had named it the Heavenly Phoenix Sword.
It was also a spirit treasure, and it was undoubtedly better than the Zi Qing’s. As Fu Hongling’s aura erupted and her spirit force surged, a blood-colored light spread out from the Heavenly Phoenix Sword like a fog. It hadn’t even attacked yet, but it already gave off the feeling that it was unstoppable.
Fu Hongling only gently held the Heavenly Phoenix Sword, her red sleeves wrapped around its handle. She raised the sword up at a 45 degree angle.
A strong, red sword energy appeared like a shield and easily blocked the purple and green sword energy. There was a thunderous roar when they collided, and soon, the purple light was at a disadvantage before it disappeared.
The remaining red sword energy rained down on top of Yan Wenfei’s head. Each of them had launched a casual attack, but the difference was obvious.
Yan Wenfei let out a cold snort and rotated with the Zi Qing Sword in hand. A five-colored light appeared round Yan Wenfei while she rotated, and one could vaguely see a five-colored feather armor.
When she stopped rotating, she had a gold-plated mirror.
The entire mirror was gold and bronze, and it was worn out and dim. There was a dragon carved around the edges of the mirror. The mirror itself was strange—it was cloudy instead of clear.
“Since you think warming up is a waste of time, then come! Let me see if the Head Teacher’s eldest disciple should change!” Yan Wenfei let out a roar and her aura increased to another level.
The mid stage of the Soul Formation Realm!
When she released her spirit force, Zhao Jiuge, Leng Rufeng, Luo Bowen, and the other new disciples felt their blood flow rampage and almost coughed out blood.
This crazy woman didn’t care about anything. In order to satisfy the jealousy in her heart, she was releasing her full strength to fight against Fu Hongling.
Leng Rufeng’s senior btoher and Luo Bowen’s senior brother both looked at each other. Their expressions changed greatly and they shouted, “Not good!”
Both of them made their moves. They were both at the Soul Formation Realm but were only at the early stage. Among the crowd, they had the highest cultivation. Seeing that crazy woman, Yan Wenfei, going all out, they helped everyone block that crazy aura.
Brown and cyan spirit force surged out like crazy and formed a light curtain around the crowd to protect them against the pressure.
They originally thought they were just here to watch a show; who would’ve thought something like this would happen? If it weren’t for these two, all these new disciples would be injured.
However, Fu Hongling was not to be underestimated. Seeing Yan Wenfei like this, there was no way she would just stand there and do nothing.
