Chapter 93

At this moment, the junior sister didn't even have a sword in her hand.

The barrier on the training platform prevented them from going up to rescue the person, and Xiao Tingyu and Wen Zhi broke out in a cold sweat from anxiety.

The bright red curse word was about to pierce her forehead when Qiaoqiao did something no one expected—she raised her hand and clenched the word into her palm!

Brushstroke Immortal:???

Disciples:???

How did you do that?!

As everyone knows, incantation characters are formed from the Spiritual Qi of the person who drew the incantation; they are intangible. Since they are intangible, how could she have them in her hand?

In an instant, everyone wanted to shout—Referee, she fouled!

It wasn't until they clearly saw the silver sword array surrounding her that they realized how the sword shadows, like moonlight, made her skin appear even more translucent, like white porcelain.

Sword Qi flickered at her fingertips, and it was with this Sword Qi that she managed to stop the curse.

Although they understood what was going on, the disciples couldn't hide their astonishment. What was the origin of this sword formation that could actually block the Curse?!

It should be noted that compared to sword winds Sword Qi, Curse are the most difficult to defend against. Ordinary Law Treasure can defend against weapons, but they cannot defend against Curse, let alone the signature skill of the Brushstroke Immortal.

Everyone's gaze towards Qiaoqiao changed—could it be that this young disciple isn't as simple as she seems, but rather a hidden master with concealed strength?

Qiaoqiao fiddled with the curse word in her hand for a couple of moments, then, seemingly finding it uninteresting, threw it back, saying, "Here you go!"

The expression on the other side of the Brushstroke Immortal was completely shattered.

Only when death loomed did she snap out of her daze, picking up her pen to shatter the curse—how naive to think she could harm her with her own techniques!

The moment the jade brush touched the character "death," it suddenly transformed into countless flower petals, raining down from the sky. Her powerful attack missed its mark, and just as she was astonished, the petals transformed into Sword Qi, unstoppable, swiftly piercing the Painting Immortal!

It was a move called "Descending Flower Rain"!

The dazzling changes caught the Painting Immortal off guard. She retreated sharply, but was still cut by several Sword Qi, and blood slowly seeped from her wounds.

The disciples below the stage were completely silent.

Although the sword wound was not fatal, it was already shocking enough that a Golden Core cultivator was injured by a Foundation Establishment disciple, let alone a disciple ranked in the top twenty of the Azure Cloud Ranking!

They witnessed firsthand how Qiaoqiao attacked; her moves were agile and unpredictable, making them impossible to defend against. Whether in academic papers or martial arts, Brushstroke Immortal has suffered a complete and utter defeat this time.

Just as the disciples were marveling at the scene, a streak of light flashed across the sky, and a figure in brown robes descended from the sky. With his immense spiritual power, the barrier of the martial arts arena shattered instantly. The man was carrying a little girl in his hand. As he landed, he gently put the little girl down, a gesture that seemed completely out of place with the force of his descent.

In the crowd, someone recognized him. "Immortal Venerable Changyun!"

"The Celestial Venerable has arrived!"

This Immortal Venerable Changyun wore an apron over his outer robe and carried a spatula in his hand, as if he had just come down from the stove. If it weren't for the oppressive force that shattered the barrier just now, he would look more like a cook.

As expected of an immortal who entered the Dao from the mortal world and cultivated with impure energy, his level of connection with the world is unmatched by ordinary cultivators.

This immortal venerable was the one who bought up a large number of Clear Void Pill from Third Senior Sister back then. Ever since Fairy Peilan's true colors were exposed, Immortal Venerable Changyun also heard the truth. After that, he traded directly with Third Senior Sister. He greatly admired Wen Zhi.

He nodded slightly to her through the crowd before turning his attention back to the stage. When their eyes met, Brushstroke Immortal instinctively shrank back.

For no other reason than that Immortal Venerable Changyun was indeed the buyer of that painting.

Upon closer inspection, the young girl he brought bore a striking resemblance to the Brushstroke Immortal, appearing to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her eyes were fixed intently on the Painting Immortal, filled with overwhelming hatred.

"Yan'er..." Brushstroke Immortal's face turned pale, and she took another step back.

Seeing this, what else could she not understand? Because after hearing Qiaoqiao's words, a disciple informed Immortal Venerable Changyun about the matter, and the Immortal Venerable went to her painting pavilion to bring over her younger sister, who had been trapped in the basement.

She just hadn't expected the Immortal Venerable to act so quickly.

Even more unexpectedly, what Qiaoqiao said was true—the swallow's symbol was indeed a distress signal left by her younger sister!

This little girl has been completely under her thumb, yet she dares to play such a trick on her!

After finishing each painting, she would leave a swallow on it. When she had nothing to do, she would constantly draw swallows on paper. The Brushstroke Immortal thought she was almost insane, but little did she know that she had never given up her intention to seek help.

"Sister," the little girl spoke, her voice very hoarse.

From the age of ten to seventeen, she was imprisoned in a dark dungeon by the Brushstroke Immortal, her voice silenced by Silencing Technique. For seven whole years, she did not utter a single word.

If it weren't for her art, she would have gone mad long ago.

"I often think, if the day I can speak again, what will I say to you?"

"Yan'er, listen to me—"

"Heaven's justice is clear, and retribution is inevitable." She interrupted the Brushstroke Immortal, her tone resolute. "Just wait until you're utterly disgraced, sister. Your retribution has only just begun."

The Brushstroke Immortal's face completely lost its color, and she collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

With Immortal Venerable Changyun here, even escaping became a luxury for her.

Her promising path to immortality, her reputation, everything she had painstakingly built—all gone!

She couldn't help but collapse to the ground and burst into tears.

"So noisy." The Immortal Venerable cast Silencing Incantation, Brushstroke Immortal fell silent. The Immortal Venerable then ordered the elders of the Profound Heaven Sect's Punishment Hall to drag the person away.

This incident has not only affected herself, but also the reputation of the Profound Heaven Sect. She faces only disgrace and severe punishment according to sect rules. In short, she's finished.