This Ground Is Really Slippery

The elders of the three sects all changed expression.

They had already realized the gravity of the situation.

Since Li Changshou had sworn such a Dao Heart Oath, it proved that this was true!

The Moon Embracing Sect had indeed recruited only one new disciple during this year's Grand Opening of Mountain Gate, and that disciple was Xiao Ling'er. But this newcomer was far too outrageous!

Core Condensation Realm Fifth Level cultivation—was that really something one could attain just one month after entering a sect?

Even among those first-rate sects, such prodigies were rare! Let alone among third-rate sects like theirs. One month? A newcomer reaching the Core Condensation Realm Fifth Level within a year would already have them burning the highest incense in gratitude.

Even burning the highest incense would not be enough.

Their ancestral graves would have to be struck by lightning and catch fire, only for them to discover they could not put it out~!

Before they could come up with a response, Li Changshou said again, "Well? I have sworn a Dao Heart Oath. Do you still have any doubts?"

"..."

Silence.

What the hell was there left to doubt?!

A Dao Heart Oath had been invoked. This was not mere talk—unless Li Changshou no longer wanted to live.

But what were they supposed to do now?

Once again, they were riding a tiger and could not dismount.

The elders of the three sects were numb.

Damn it, why did a mere Moon Embracing Sect have so many "tigers" today? And why did they keep crawling beneath their asses, making it hard for them to get down?

Before they could speak, Wu Xingyun chuckled. "Hehe, Third Sister, that is not quite right. The Peach Blossom Sect, Eight Swords Sect, and Golden Eagle Sect are all great sects in these lands. Their word is as good as a nail driven by spit—how could they possibly still have doubts?"

Duan Qingyao said, "Then why have they not sent anyone out to fight? Could they be afraid?"

Wu Xingyun said, "Do not talk nonsense. How could the distinguished disciples of the three sects be afraid?"

She then looked at the three sect elders with a faint smile. "Elders, would you not agree?"

Outrageous!

The three sect elders' faces darkened.

How could they fail to see that Wu Xingyun and the others were putting on a double act? But...

"What do we do?!"

They communicated through Spiritual Sense Transmission, all finding the matter troublesome.

"If we retreat now, not only will we fail to achieve the purpose of this trip, but both we and our sects will lose all face. It may even destabilize our disciples' Dao Hearts..."

"But if we fight, I see no chance of victory either. We will still lose all face, and we may even leave some disciples here for good."

"This?!"

They were numb.

Truly, utterly numb.

Yet at this moment, Wu Xingyun and the others took turns stepping up. Some played the red-faced villain and mocked them, while others played the white-faced hero and praised them to death. Back and forth, they enraged the elders until their old faces changed one after another, more spectacular than a face-changing performance.

"Outrageous!"

"How dare they humiliate us like this?"

"Fight!"

"Do not forget: according to the agreement, each sect sends three people, making nine in total. In a wheel battle, we may not be without a chance."

"Indeed. Besides, the Eight Swords Sect has a disciple who entered with prior training this year and has already broken through to the Core Condensation Realm. He is also a Sword Cultivator. Let the others exhaust Xiao Ling'er's True Origin first, then your Eight Swords Sect can take the field!"

"With such a wheel battle, we will surely be able to kill her."

"That is our only option. Although a wheel battle is hardly glorious, it is still better than letting them mock us like this."

"Good!"

They swiftly settled on a plan.

Elder Wang snorted coldly. "Do you think we would be afraid?"

"Wu Xingyun, do not speak in that sarcastic tone either. If you want to fight, then fight!"

"Originally, we were giving you a chance. According to the agreement, our sects have nine people while your Moon Embracing Sect has only one. We had not wished to bully your Moon Embracing Sect, so we were prepared to cancel this arranged battle."

"But since you have gone too far in bullying us, do not blame us for showing no mercy."

"Oh?"

Yet Lin Fan showed them no mercy at all and exposed them outright. "Stop laying the groundwork. You are wasting time. Do you want a wheel battle, or do you want to come at us together? Draw the line."

"..."

Come at them together?

The three sect elders actually found that rather feasible upon hearing it, but considering their pride—and with so many disciples watching—they could only abandon the thought.

"Stop flattering yourselves."

"You are merely disciples of the Moon Embracing Sect. What right do you have to make the disciples of our three sects attack together?"

"So you choose a wheel battle, then?"

Lin Fan gave a soft laugh. "Ling'er."

"Yes, Master."

Xiao Ling'er stepped forward once more. "Please!"

Though she was a woman, she was wholly fearless. Even facing a wheel battle, her heart held not the slightest panic. Her eyes contained only icy chill.

Those who insulted her master's sect...

Would naturally be made to settle the score!

At this moment, the disciples of the three sects gradually came to their senses as well.

Anyone could guess that Xiao Ling'er was no ordinary opponent. Otherwise, their elders would not have acted so shamelessly.

If any one of them could steadily defeat her in a one-on-one fight, their elders would never have suggested a wheel battle.

"Her... what is her cultivation level?"

A new disciple at the Opening Profound Third Level asked quietly.

"No idea."

Within the Peach Blossom Sect camp, all the new disciples shook their heads.

They could not see through her!

One of the senior disciples from previous years wore an ugly expression. "Core Condensation Realm. Conservatively speaking, at least Fourth Level."

"Huh? Even you cannot see through her, Senior Brother?!"

That senior brother said, "..."

Could you not bring up the one pot that refuses to boil?

I have cultivated for five years and only reached Core Condensation Realm Third Level! Even that already puts me among the top tier of the Peach Blossom Sect.

Who the hell knew why newcomers these days were so freakish?

No, it should be said—why was a disciple of the Moon Embracing Sect so freakish?

Should not an existence of this monstrous caliber have entered one of those top first-rate sects or even a holy land? Why had she appeared in a tiny sect like the Moon Embracing Sect?

Misgivings rose in his heart, and he silently cursed his bad luck.

He had a faint feeling.

This time, the three sects were afraid they would suffer a loss.

"Xiao Ling'er of the Moon Embracing Sect."

Xiao Ling'er clasped her fists slightly. "Which of you will come first to offer guidance?"

Everyone said, "..."

"No one?"

Xiao Ling'er looked toward the Golden Eagle Sect disciple who had been shouting earlier. "Just now, was it this Senior Brother who said he wanted to seize the opening prize?"

"Please?"

The disciple's mouth twitched.

But he was still young and cared deeply about his pride. Though he knew something was amiss, he still stepped forward with a dark face. "You think I am afraid of you?"

At that very moment, his elder sent him a Spiritual Sense Transmission: "Be careful. This woman is no simple opponent!

Remember, do not clash with her head-on. Find a way to maneuver around her and simply wear her down.

If you cannot win, concede immediately. Do not ruin yourself!"

The disciple's face turned even uglier.

In other words, he had no chance of winning at all and was merely cannon fodder?

He gritted his teeth. "Kill!"

Boom!

He furiously opened his profound gates. Cultivation at the Six Mystic Gates was already not weak among newcomers of third-rate sects, but in Xiao Ling'er's eyes, he was no different from an ordinary person.

She simply accelerated. There was not even the support of any Sorcery or Technique—just a single punch.

"Aah!!!"

The gap in strength made their speeds as different as heaven and earth.

With that one simple punch, the Golden Eagle Sect disciple could not react at all. He was struck in a single exchange, spraying blood and screaming as he slid dozens of meters backward before finally coming to a stop.

"Junior Brother."

"Senior Brother, are you all right?"

The Golden Eagle Sect disciples were horrified.

Their elder's face was grim as he fed the disciple a medicinal pill, ultimately preserving his life.

The disciple was incomparably embarrassed, but he still refused to admit defeat. "I-I am fine. It is just that this ground is really slippery. Everyone, be careful."