Hundred Flower Netherworld

"Who are you?"

"Hundred Flower Valley, Huangfu Xiaoxing."

"Scram! I don't fight with people from Hundred Flower Valley!"

"Why?"

"Because you are too shameless!"

These few short sentences caused silence on the high platform and below, and everyone quieted down.

This was the young daoist's first time scolding someone. It seemed Hundred Flower Valley had a history, and Wang Xian, who had swept through everyone else, disdained fighting with their disciples!

Huangfu Xiaoxing stared at Wang Xian on the high platform, as if contemplating.

After thinking for a moment, he still walked up to the high platform step by step.

He said coldly, "I'm here, you can draw your sword and knock me off the high platform!"

Wang Xian shook his head, "I can draw my sword anytime, but I advise you not to look!"

Huangfu Xiaoxing asked, "Why?"

"If you see my sword, you might become a dead person!"

Wang Xian thought for a moment and added, "You're late. If it were before my breakthrough, there might have been a sliver of hope!"

With a "boom!"

The plaza instantly exploded!

A breakthrough realm meant Foundation Establishment Peak.

Wang Xian, who hadn't even reached Golden Core, said such words to a cultivator at Nascent Soul Fifth Level!

This wasn't an explosion; it was outright disregard!

And it was absolute confidence!

Even the disciples and elders from the East Sea secretly felt fortunate that Wang Xian had only competed in calligraphy with Nangong Feier earlier.

Otherwise, Nangong Feier would probably be severely injured by now.

Huangfu Xiaoxing, however, said proudly, "Now that I'm here, you can try drawing your sword!"

"Are you crazy or foolish, so eager to die under someone's sword?"

Wang Xian coldly shouted, "I know what you're planning, but I'm not happy, so I've decided not to satisfy you!"

A petal drifted down. Huangfu Xiaoxing reached out and caught it, holding it before his eyes.

He brought it to his lips and sniffed it gently.

He murmured, "When a petal leaves its branch, does it begin to die?"

Wang Xian replied, "Yes!"

With a sigh, Huangfu Xiaoxing said with a bitter smile:

"If I draw my sword against you, and you don't retaliate, I will be like this petal, quietly dying. Do you believe it or not?"

"Are you threatening me?"

Wang Xian's eyebrows shot up, and he shouted, "I am not your fellow disciple, nor your brother. I have no obligation to save your life!"

After a moment of words, he seemed to understand Huangfu Xiaoxing's predicament a little.

Clearly, this fellow was being threatened by one of his elders.

Or rather, Hundred Flower Valley had a cruel rule that forced Huangfu Xiaoxing to fight him!

Thinking of this, Wang Xian turned his head to glance at the Hundred Flower Valley elders on the viewing platform.

He saw Baili Yuhuang and Shangguan Wuchen with frosty expressions, remaining silent.

Wang Xian then looked at his martial aunt Dongfang Nishang. He saw her frowning, clearly disliking the two elders from Hundred Flower Valley, just like Wang Xian.

Thinking of this, an idea for a prank arose in Wang Xian's mind.

To everyone's stunned amazement, his hand flickered.

A spiritual sword exuding a chilling intent, with a dark green sword sheath, appeared in his hand, before everyone's eyes.

Without waiting for Huangfu Xiaoxing to speak, he shouted loudly with the thousands of people in the plaza.

"Lingjian Youming, I really dislike the aura of this sword, and I don't want to use it..."

"Ah..."

The disciples of Hundred Flower Valley screamed in unison.

Even Baili Yuhuang and Shangguan Wuchen couldn't help but stand up with a whoosh.

Just as the two were about to rush down from the viewing platform, Dongfang Nishang coldly shouted, "What do you think you are doing?"

Only then did the two stiffen, stunned, unable to move half a step for a moment.

They murmured, "Youming Divine Sword, this is from Hundred Flower Valley..."

"Boom!" The cultivators in the plaza exploded once more!

Wo cao!

This isn't defying heaven, this is a rhythm to overturn the heavens!

How crazy must this be?

The Four Great Sects lost their Mountain Suppressing Sword ten years ago, and it actually appeared in Wang Xian's hand.

Everyone clearly saw a trace of disdain and even disgust in Wang Xian's gaze.

It was clearly because the Youming Sword was too chilling.

Even though the sword was in Wang Xian's hand, it hadn't been drawn from its sheath.

Ximen Tinghua also felt a hint of chilling intent and couldn't help but sigh, "If you wield this sword, I won't fight you!"

Meng Xiaolou chuckled, "Me neither."

Tang Shisan, however, laughed, "How much is this sword? Five thousand or fifty thousand Líng Shí, name your price, I'll ask for them."

Unexpectedly, Wang Xian coldly replied, "This sword is not for sale!"

Tang Shisan was stunned and couldn't help but ask again:

"What if I offer one hundred thousand Líng Shí? Aren't you very poor, waiting to buy wine for your Master with Líng Shí?"

"With these one hundred thousand Líng Shí, maybe you can marry another beautiful girl, rebuild the Daoist temple, and construct a Golden Splendor Dao Hall..."

Wang Xian Shook His Head, "You're Overthinking!"

After speaking, he looked at Huangfu Xiaoxing in front of him, but his intention was towards the two Hundred Flower Valley Elders on the viewing platform.

He said word for word, "Let alone fifty thousand, I won't return it to you even for five hundred thousand Líng Shí. This sword was not taken by me from your Hundred Flower Valley!"

"If you want this sword back, have Hundred Flowers Granny personally come to Kunlun South Mountain, Yunqi Daoist Temple to find my Master..."

"They, mother and daughter, know why I won't return this sword!"

As Soon As These Words Were Said, let alone the elders and disciples of Hundred Flower Valley.

Even the elders and disciples of Xuantian Sect, East Sea Feixian Island, and even Kunlun Sword Sect were stunned!

Who didn't know Hundred Flowers Granny's status in Hundred Flower Valley?

Yet Wang Xian had named them, demanding she and even Valley Master Baili Wenqiu come to his door to claim it.

Dongfang Nishang asked, "Why?"

Tantai Xiaoxue thought for a moment and said, "Junior Brother, did Hundred Flowers Granny bully you?"

"If Hundred Flowers Granny made a move, Junior Brother must have suffered a lot... Master, it seems you need to ask Martial Uncle what major event happened at the Daoist temple after we left!"

At this moment, Tantai Xiaoxue remembered what happened Last Winter.

Hundred Flowers Granny and Baili Wenqiu suddenly visited, inquiring about the divine sword from her Master...

"Even if you die by my sword, I will not return this sword to you!"

Wang Xian's voice gradually turned icy cold, "In that case, do you still want to fight me? If you leave now, I guarantee no one will dare to laugh at you!"

Huangfu Xiaoxue let out a long sigh and said with a bitter smile, "But you are wrong!"

Wang Xian was stunned, "I'm wrong?"

"Zeng!"

Huangfu Xiaoxue drew the Spirit Sword In Hand, and the mountain wind blew, lifting the hem of his Green Robe.

With a trace of Melancholy on his face, he said in an Imperceptible voice, "As long as a Hundred Flower Valley Disciple steps onto the high platform, they would never dare to retreat without a fight!"

Wang Xian's expression sharpened.

In a flash of Electric Light Stone Fire, he seemed to have returned to the Phoenix Platform of the academy!

It was as if a Spirit Sword was gently piercing his chest, watching the blood drip down...

At that moment, he was even numb, unable to feel the pain!

Just as Martial Nephew said, if it were someone else, at that moment, they would probably have only one thought.

That was to die quickly!

Before him, he felt his own despair from that day from Huangfu Xiaoxue.

That Helpless expression.

He let out a soft breath, drew out the Youming Sword inch by inch, and then Silently put away the Sword Sheath.

He looked at Huangfu Xiaoxue and said, "I will only use one move! If you can block it, you win!"