Chapter 201

As time went on, the conflict between Rogue Cultivator and the aristocratic families of the holy lands became increasingly irreconcilable.

In this trial ground, Rogue Cultivator are overwhelmingly numerous.

Although there are quite a few disciples from the holy land families, their numbers are nowhere near those of the Rogue Cultivator.

Even though the disciples of the holy land families are more talented, they cannot exert an absolute quality advantage in the face of an overwhelming numerical advantage.

Therefore, Seventeen Water Spirit King were truly worried about was that once the anger of the Rogue Cultivator cultivators was ignited, they would be enraged and ruthlessly kill the disciples of the holy land families. Today's events would inevitably escalate to an irreversible extreme!

At that point, things will likely be difficult to resolve.

He took a deep breath, looked at Yuan Ying Wang, and said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, it seems that what happened today has gone a bit too far."

Although there is no conclusive evidence, the only person present who had the ability to tamper with the competition was Yuan Ying Wang.

"What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist? Are you implying that I manipulated the competition behind the scenes?"

Yuan Ying Wang said calmly.

"I didn't say that, you admitted it yourself!"

"I didn't admit to anything, don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing the growing excitement among the spectators below, the Seventeen Water Spirit King couldn't contain himself any longer and changed the subject, saying, "Fellow Daoist Yuan, let's talk about the outcome of the final battle later. Look at how the situation in the secret realm has developed to this point. If we don't act now, we might make a terrible mistake!"

"Our responsibility is only to supervise the trials; specific tasks can only be carried out through the Sky Patrol Mirror. Don't even think about interfering with the trials!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ying Wang said suspiciously. His first reaction was that the Seventeen Water Spirit King wanted to use the pretext of Rogue Cultivator the unrest among the rogue cultivators to secretly intervene in the competition and aid Ye Ruoshui.

If the Seventeen Water Spirit King really does intervene, all his previous secret curses will have been in vain.

He had already calculated it beforehand.

The Soul-Lost Talisman has a time limit, and given that Ye Ruoshui possesses Innate Fire, its effect on her will last no more than half an hour.

As long as he can hold out for this half hour, even if the head monk arrives in person, without clear evidence, it's impossible for him to really do anything to a junior disciple.

"Yuan Ying Wang, I don't have time to argue with you any longer. If you don't intervene now, a real fight is about to break out!"

The Seventeen Water Spirit King shouted in a deep voice.

"What? You just told me not to break the rules of the Holy Academy, and now you want to break them yourself?"

Yuan Ying Wang said sarcastically.

"You!" The Seventeen Water Spirit King gritted his teeth, but finally couldn't hold back his anger and stormed off.

"Hmph! I'll go and invite the head maiden here in person. Once she arrives, you'll have to confess your sins and suffer the consequences!"

"Hehe... Do as you please!"

Yuan Ying Wang was not afraid of the threat from the Seventeen Water Spirit King, because the outcome of the battle was about to be decided on the arena.

Even with her strength reduced by more than half, Ye Ruoshui could not defeat Jian Chen despite giving it her all.

The audience.

Lin Wanqiu's eyebrows were almost furrowed.

"It must be Jian Chen! What methods did he use?"

At this moment, Lin Tianyang walked over, his previous carefree attitude completely gone. Looking calmly at the imposing Jian Chen on the arena, he said:

"The champion of this trial competition will receive a prize from the Sword Tomb, and the champion's title will naturally belong to the successor of the Sword Tomb. This is not surprising; we all know this."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wanqiu turned her head, her gaze deep, and asked, "Who are you referring to as 'we'?"

She understood as soon as she said those words.

'We' naturally refers to the many holy lands, noble families, and dynasties of the Hundred Sacred States. They appear to be competing with each other, but in reality, they fight without breaking apart, sharing the benefits and jointly seizing profits from the vast group of Rogue Cultivator.

"It seems you understand."

Lin Tianyang said calmly.

Thank you for telling me this.

Lin Wanqiu's expression was complicated as she looked at the very serious Lin Tianyang, feeling a slight curiosity in her heart.

"I'm telling you all this because you're beautiful, Wanqiu!"

Lin Tianyang suddenly teased.

"Can't you be serious for once?!"

Lin Wanqiu's face darkened, and she rebuked him sharply, enunciating each word clearly.

Hearing this and seeing Lin Wanqiu's stern expression, Lin Tianyang felt a sense of fear, like a mouse seeing a cat, and dared not utter another word.

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"I... I'm just used to it..."

Lin Tianyang spoke softly and weakly. For some reason, he always felt a sense of powerlessness when facing Lin Wanqiu, as if he were facing his own elder.

Not only him, but Lin Wanqiu also felt a sense of closeness when she was with Lin Tianyang.

This feeling has nothing to do with romance; it's more like the affection between siblings.

At this moment, the contest on the stage concluded with a winner and a loser.

Ye Ruoshui was defeated!

Sword Tomb's supreme divine power, the Nine Heavens Sword, Jian Chen has already comprehended the second sword.

Even when facing Qi Mingdao and almost driven to the brink of despair, he did not unleash his strongest sword strike.

But when facing Ye Ruoshui, whose strength was less than half of what it used to be, Jian Chen went all out, aiming for a quick victory!

Ye Ruoshui suffered a crushing defeat. Her Innate Fire was extinguished by the river of Sword Qi. When she was teleported down from the arena, her entire body was covered in fine sword marks, and her clothes were almost stained with blood. She looked miserable and disheveled.

This scene, witnessed by Lin Wanqiu, filled her with both heartache and anger!

"Damn Jian Chen!"

She rushed over and hugged Ye Ruoshui tightly, quickly helping her heal her wounds.

"Ruoshui, how are you?"

"Sister Lin, I'm sorry... I lost..."

Ye Ruoshui's voice was choked with sobs, sounding extremely sad.

"No, Ruoshui, you've done enough. They're too despicable. This won't end like this!"

"Um..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ye Ruoshui's breath suddenly dropped, and she fainted.

Lin Wanqiu quickly checked her condition and found that she was only exhausted and had not suffered any serious damage.

On the ring.

Jian Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the indignant onlookers. A subtle smile played on his lips, carrying a hint of arrogance and disdain.

"A bunch of chickens and dogs, do they even deserve to participate in the trial competition?"

Although the spectators couldn't hear his voice, they could tell from his expression that he wasn't saying anything nice.

"These aristocratic families from sacred lands are all scoundrels!"

"I really want to crush this bastard!"

"We, the Rogue Cultivator, finally produced a genius capable of winning the championship, only to have it manipulated behind the scenes by these holy lands and aristocratic families. What kind of nonsense is this?!"

"We Rogue Cultivator will never have a chance to rise above our circumstances!"

The Rogue Cultivator were filled with righteous indignation, while the disciples of the holy land families watched coldly from the sidelines.

They've seen this kind of thing many times before.

They're just a bunch of beggars with nowhere to vent their anger; once this is over, they'll go back to doing what they were doing.

At this moment, a line of golden text appeared on the Sky Patrol Mirror.

"First place in this trial competition: Jian Chen!"

Second place: Ye Ruoshui!

"Third place..."

As the golden characters appeared, the barrier formation on the arena was removed.

The three champion rewards fell from the Sky Patrol Mirror and flew towards Jian Chen.

Ye Ruoshui's Innate Fire was almost extinguished. She lay motionless in Lin Wanqiu's arms, but her reward also flew down.

"Jian Chen, congratulations!"

Congratulations to Jian Chen on winning the championship!

Jian Chen smiled and returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

The members of the noble families in the holy land all offered their congratulations with clasped hands.

The group of Rogue Cultivator remained silent, their faces grim.

The three champion rewards fluttered down, about to land in Jian Chen's hands.

However.

Just then, something unexpected happened!

A streak of light flashed from the void, piercing through the sea of people, and snatched away the reward in an instant.

Who goes there?!

Who is it?!

Everyone was surprised.

But no one dared to make a move, because if they injured someone in the trial grounds, they would be forcibly teleported away.

As for why the Sky Patrol Mirror never punishes those who steal treasures, it's probably because there's no precedent for it.

The next moment, the streak of light disappeared into the surging crowd.

"What on earth is going on?!"

"Who dares to be so bold as to steal Jian Chen's prize!"

"You Rogue Cultivator, are you tired of living?!"

The disciples of Sword Tomb shouted sternly. If they weren't in the trial grounds, there's no doubt they would have already attacked and slaughtered the Rogue Cultivator.

"That person just now seemed to be using a magical artifact to conceal his aura; we couldn't detect his true presence at all!"

Jian Chen's face was grim. The champion's reward was provided by the Sword Tomb and was originally his. Now, a Rogue Cultivator had suddenly appeared and stolen his treasure. How could he swallow this insult!

"Which Rogue Cultivator stole Senior Brother Jian Chen's treasure? Hand it over now, or you will all perish even after leaving the trial grounds!"

Among the disciples of the Sword Tomb, someone coldly shouted.

However.

At this point, no matter how they threatened or pressured them, no one responded.

The previously indignant Rogue Cultivator suddenly fell silent.

"Speak up! As long as you hand over the person who stole the treasure, Sword Tomb will let bygones be bygones!"

A sense of foreboding arose in the heart of the Sword Tomb disciple, and he immediately added.

However.

It was too late.

The instant his words fell.