Mouthpiece

Even Devil Cultivator wouldn't do something like this!

Is this the famous, kind-hearted "Little Divine Calculator" of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion?

He pretended to be blind for so many years, deceiving everyone's sympathy, but inside he was a devil!

The disciples felt they were the ones who had been blind.

At the same time, their gaze towards Qiaoqiao completely changed. One Brushstroke Immortal, the other a Bugua Zi. No matter how good the disguise, it couldn't escape Qiaoqiao's discerning eyes. What was Bugua Zi? She was the real Half-Immortal Qiao!

This ability to spot scum is something they could never learn, even if they had a hundred more years!

At the same time, they couldn't help but feel a little excited—who would be Qiaoqiao's next opponent?

Others win through martial arts, but she wins by simply being a spectator. This is quite a spectacle in the sect competition, isn't it? It's truly an eye-opener for them.

Just then, the Bugua Zi, enraged, shouted, "I already told you, give me the antidote!"

Qiaoqiao shook her head. "I already said it's a ' Wide-Eye Pill,' it just makes your eyes widen, it's not poison, so where would you find an antidote?"

The Bugua Zi was dumbfounded.

His anger froze in mid-air, unable to erupt. "You're lying! My eyes were clearly in excruciating pain, and I was shedding tears of blood!"

Qiaoqiao looked at him like he was an idiot. "You've been pretending to be blind for over a hundred years, keeping your eyes closed the whole time. Suddenly having them open for so long, don't you think your eyes hurt?"

"What blood and tears? That's fruit juice!" All I can say is that Third Senior Sister's fruit ball is incredibly realistic.

Are you stupid?

Bugua Zi:...

"Aaaaaaah!!"

"How dare you mock me! I'll kill you!"

He was furious. He grabbed the divination plate and charged at Qiaoqiao!

Just as he rushed over, a snowflake fell.

An overwhelming chill enveloped the training ground.

A silver-white sleeve fell down, followed by a clear, cool voice. "Qiaoqiao."

Chapter 40 Mouth Substitute

Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, then looked up with a face full of surprise. The white-clad figure fell from the sky. Without him making any move, the Bugua Zi plate in his hand shattered inch by inch, and the fragments smashed to the ground with a crackling sound. His natal magic Law Artifact was broken just like that!

He himself staggered back several steps.

Even though the other party hadn't made a move, or even glanced at him, the Bugua Zi still felt an overwhelming pressure that seemed to kill him. In comparison, even the attack from Immortal Venerable Changyun could be considered gentle.

The Bugua Zi trembled violently in the biting cold, collapsing to his knees with a thud. He looked up at the white-robed figure before him, filled with shock and fear, "Wang... Immortal Venerable Wanghan..."

The immortal's gaze fell on Qiaoqiao, his thick eyelashes drooping slightly, and a chill emanated from him. His gaze swept over her, and when it landed on her empty hands, his eyes darkened slightly.

Qiaoqiao exclaimed happily, "Master, you've finally arrived!"

It's a pity that Master missed the exciting gossip session just now, and also missed Immortal Venerable Changyun Spirit Duck Stew with Cloud Mushrooms. But it's okay, she will make it up to Master!

The icy aura surrounding the Immortal Venerable dissipated slightly when he faced her. He gave a faint reply before turning to look at the Bugua Zi was slumped on the ground.

When the Bugua Zi was looked at like that, he felt as if the blood in his body was about to freeze. It was a gaze from the Grim Reaper, capable of annihilating one's soul in an instant.

He quickly scrambled to his feet, knelt down, and kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, "Immortal Lord, spare my life! Immortal Lord, spare my life!"

Blood stained the floor tiles, Immortal Venerable Wanghan remained cold and unmoved.

The Bugua Zi's heart sank deeper and deeper. He had heard that the Immortal Venerable Wanghan was the strongest sword protecting the world, and those who cultivated this sword path would not easily kill. However, the Immortal Venerable in front of him gave him a completely different feeling. Intense killing intent enveloped him, and he had no doubt that if the person in front of him moved a finger, his head would immediately fall to the ground.

How could this immortal venerable one possess such terrifying killing intent?

The silver-white sleeve in front of him swayed, and he lowered his head in despair.

The next instant, his head didn't fly off, and even the murderous intent had dissipated considerably. He looked up in confusion, only to see the girl tugging at the Immortal Venerable's sleeve, seeking praise, "Master, I won two matches in today's competition, wasn't that amazing?"

Everyone: You haven't won this match yet, have you?

The Bugua Zi, his survival instincts kicking in, immediately retorted, "I... I surrender!"

He doesn't actually want to admit defeat; after doing something like that, he doesn't deserve to continue competing. Right now, all he wants is to save his life.

The people from the Punishment Hall came forward. They had sealed Bugua Zi's cultivation level and were preparing to take him away for trial when Qiaoqiao said, "Elders, could you please hear my suggestion?"

The elder of the Punishment Hall turned to look at her.

Qiaoqiao said, "He cheated an elderly couple out of thirty taels of silver before, so he should return the money to them. That couple is quite old and needs someone to take care of them like a slave. I think Fellow Daoist Bu would be very suitable!"

The elder thought about it and realized that this was indeed a good idea. This person had only deceived mortals, and he would not repent even if he was punished with the methods of a cultivator. It would be better to abolish his cultivation and send him to a mortal city to take care of the old couple.

All that's needed is to inform the local city lord, have him treated as a prisoner, and then cast a Backlash Incantation to prevent him from harming the elderly couple. Everything can be arranged then.

Since he enjoys deceiving mortals so much, he should experience what it's like to be tormented by them.

The elder nodded. "That makes sense."

The Bugua Zi's face was ashen.

He just didn't want to die, but Qiaoqiao wanted to make him wish he were dead!

But who can he blame?

He brought this upon himself.

As Bugua Zi was stripped of his cultivation and dragged away, applause erupted from below the martial arts stage. The disciples cheered him on, and Qiaoqiao couldn't help but smile, thinking, "[Truly worthy of being called the chosen righteous messenger of Heaven!]"

The senior students in the audience had already gotten used to the junior sister's persona switching.