Chapter 28: Sect Master Bixia Is Shameless
Hearing Ming Zhaoshuang mock her daughter as an underdog, the Sect Master of Bixia Sect sneered, “Don’t try to provoke me with that little trick; I won’t fall for it, Xun Zhu.”
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “Then you should think carefully. You’ve already lost two matches. If you don’t win one more to boost morale, then even matches you could win might be lost.”
However, the Sect Master of Bixia Sect insisted:
“Cheng Zhuo, you go.”
Cheng Zhuo responded and was about to step onto the arena when he saw Yue Xun Zhu extend his hand to stop him. He said to the Sect Master of Bixia Sect:
“Sect Master, Junior Sister Ming is right. If we lose one more match, even if we win all the subsequent rounds, it won’t be very dignified.”
Losing three consecutive matches would indeed be quite shameful.
The Sect Master of Bixia Sect pondered for a moment and finally relented:
“Fine, but you must win beautifully.”
Seeing Yue Xun Zhu truly step onto the stage, Ming Zhaoshuang breathed a sigh of relief—this way, Fei Changxiu’s and Ming Chenxing’s quotas would be almost secured.
Yue Xun Zhu saw the young girl before him, delicate as carved jade, and couldn’t help but smile, “In that case, I’ll let you have the first three moves.”
“Alright.”
Ming Zhaoshuang nodded, picked up her sword, and charged at Yue Xun Zhu.
One move, two moves, three moves.
She didn’t even touch the edge of his robe.
However, the Sect Master of Bixia Sect gradually began to frown. How could he feel that the sword technique Ming Zhaoshuang was using was their Bixia Sect’s sword technique?
The Sect Master of Lingxiao Sect couldn’t help but exclaim, “That’s not right, Sect Master He. How could your Bixia Sect’s sword technique be in the hands of a yellow-haired brat?”
Obviously, Yue Xun Zhu had also noticed this and chuckled, “Did you learn it from Xu Qingfeng?”
“Naturally.”
Ming Zhaoshuang’s eyes gleamed, and she said, “Senior Brother Yue, please enlighten me.”
Yue Xun Zhu thought to himself that she was truly a rare talent, mimicking about eighty percent of the sword technique after seeing it just once.
It’s just a pity…
Yue Xun Zhu raised his sword, spiritual power surging, and thrust it at Ming Zhaoshuang, “It’s just a pity, Junior Sister Ming, that your skill is not refined!”
The sword strike was like an overwhelming tide, unstoppable.
Ming Zhaoshuang remembered how Qin Feilong had dealt with that move from Xu Qingfeng and quickly deflected the sword’s edge, intending to dissipate Yue Xun Zhu’s force.
But Yue Xun Zhu quickly reacted, his body shifting, the sword edge turning, and his long sword was already at Ming Zhaoshuang’s throat, gleaming with a chilling light.
Yue Xun Zhu said, “Junior Sister Ming, do you see? This is the true Bixia Sect sword technique.”
He had let Ming Zhaoshuang have three moves, and now he subdued her in one. Although it was the strong bullying the weak, he figured it wouldn’t be too embarrassing.
“Is that so?”
Ming Zhaoshuang retorted, and the talisman she had prepared for a long time was finally applied: “Senior Brother Yue, if you hadn’t moved, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have been able to get close to you.”
Yue Xun Zhu’s entire body stiffened.
He guessed it was an Immobilization Talisman, but the energy contained within this talisman was surprisingly powerful.
He was suppressed, with no ability to resist, and couldn’t even release his spiritual power.
Who drew this Immobilization Talisman?
Ming Zhaoshuang withdrew from the edge of Yue Xun Zhu’s Precious Sword and said, “Concede defeat, and I’ll remove this Immobilization Talisman.”
This sudden turn of events caught everyone by surprise.
Yue Xun Zhu’s mouth opened and closed, but he couldn’t utter a word.
If others knew he had lost a match to a young girl at Early Golden Core, wouldn’t he be laughed out of town?
Finally, he said, “Don’t you dare to have a proper match with me?”
Ming Zhaoshuang held her sword and casually walked around the arena, not in a hurry at all. She said slowly, “Am I stupid? Knowing I can’t win, why would I insist on fighting you.”
“I’ll give you fifteen minutes. Concede defeat obediently, or I’ll have to manually remove you.”
Ming Zhaoshuang glanced at Yue Xun Zhu, thinking that the man hadn’t been too rude to her, so she decided to give him fifteen minutes to struggle.
Fifteen minutes. Yue Xun Zhu was delighted to hear this. His cultivation had already reached Late Golden Core. Even an Immobilization Talisman drawn by the Peak Master of Hua Tian Peak could only control him for about fifteen minutes.
Therefore, if he kept resisting, perhaps this talisman would no longer be able to control him.
Ming Zhaoshuang sighed at his appearance.
“A Talisman Saint’s product is bound to be excellent. The foolish child still thinks he can break free.”
With that thought, Ming Zhaoshuang continued to hold her sword, doodling and tapping around the arena, truly at leisure.
Meanwhile, the Sect Masters seated high in the viewing stands had varied expressions.
Qin Du chuckled, but his gaze also revealed a hint of worry, “Old Hua, how long can your Immobilization Talisman control him at most? Will Shuang’er be alright?”
The Peak Master of Hua Tian Peak looked puzzled, “I didn’t give her an Immobilization Talisman.”
That day, he had given her three Shrink Talismans, two Explosion Talismans, and three Lightning Talismans. There was no Immobilization Talisman at all.
He had always felt that Immobilization Talismans were only effective when the cultivator’s ability could suppress the opponent’s, and they mostly had a limited duration. Compared to other talismans, they were really not impressive, so he rarely drew Immobilization Talismans.
Qin Du suddenly became anxious and said, “Then where did Shuang’er get the talisman? Won’t she be in danger? He’s at Late Golden Core, after all.”
The Peak Master of Hua Tian Peak scratched his head vigorously and mumbled,
“It shouldn’t be, right? That talisman Shuang’er has looks a bit familiar, like I’ve seen it somewhere before.”
Before he could figure it out, his face suddenly turned pale.
The sky was vast and the dark clouds were dense. Drizzling rain began to fall from the sky.
“Bad, it’s raining. The effect of the talismans will be greatly reduced.”
Once talismans get wet, at best they lose their effect, and at worst, they backlash against the user.
This is why the status of Talisman Masters is inferior to Alchemists and Artificers. After all, they are not affected by external environments, but Talisman Masters fear water-element cultivators.
Qin Du subconsciously turned his head and indeed saw the Sect Master of Bixia Sect and several water-element disciples sitting cross-legged with ferocious expressions, channeling their spiritual power to cast a water-element spell—they had used their spiritual power to summon this cloud and rain!
“How despicable!” The Peak Master of Hua Tian Peak cursed, his heart also starting to worry.
If it were truly the heavens being uncooperative, then they would accept their fate. But this was clearly the Sect Master of Bixia Sect abandoning all pretense of decency, intentionally casting a spell to summon clouds and rain to wet the talismans and allow Yue Xun Zhu to break free.
The Sect Master of Bixia Sect, however, maintained a calm expression:
“This Sect Master just felt a bit stuffy, so I specifically asked my disciples to bring everyone some coolness. Is there a problem?”
His cultivation was not high, only Mid Nascent Soul. Even with his disciples, the summoned Cloud and Rain technique could only last for a short while.
But this short duration was enough to invalidate Ming Zhaoshuang’s talismans.
Fei Changxiu was truly anxious at this point, almost to the point of shouting curses,
“Is your Bixia Sect so shameless? An old man plus over a dozen disciples bullying a young girl? She’s only twelve years old. If you can’t afford to lose, don’t compete. If you have the guts, compete with your grandfather! What kind of skill is it to bully a girl at Early Golden Core!”
The disciples of the Ao Tian Sect were collectively speechless at this scene. If the Lingxiao Sect’s disregard for Qin Feilong’s life, almost blowing him up, was considered brutal.
Then the Bixia Sect’s actions of helping a Late Golden Core cultivator break free from the shackles of an Early Golden Core cultivator could truly only be described as “shameless and vulgar.”
Shen Liqian also had an ugly expression, and her weapon, the Konghou, was already held in her hand.
It was precisely because of this that Fei Changxiu’s voice sounded so clear and resonant, directly spreading from the disciples’ area to the Sect Masters’ area, making everyone attending this competition hear it clearly.
However, they soon discovered that this rain seemed to be of no use.
The talisman on Yue Xun Zhu’s body was indeed soaked, but the patterns on the talisman remained unchanged, still tightly suppressing Yue Xun Zhu, leaving him unable to move.
