The first day of the main tournament had ended.
Descending from Heaven-Reaching Peak, the disciples were still animatedly discussing the arena battles.
The participants who made it to the Top 64 were basically all strong, so truly one-sided stomps were rare, unless the difference in cultivation was too vast.
Beyond that, there were quite a few competitors who won by defeating stronger opponents. Apart from An Wentao, at Late Nascent Soul, defeating Tong Yan, at Nascent Soul Peak, there was even Hua Sheng, at the Golden Core Peak Stage, defeating a Nascent Soul Body Cultivator across a major realm.
After returning to Azure Sky Peak, Ye Luqing flopped onto her bed, just about to rest, when the door to her small courtyard was pushed open.
But before she could get up, a pink dumpling pounced onto her.
“Little Ying?”
Pressed down, Ye Luqing propped herself up on the bed. Above her, Ying Qianqian hugged her tightly.
“Senior Sister Ye…”
“Please, just let me hold you a little longer.”
Hearing the slightly aggrieved tone in Ying Qianqian’s voice, Ye Luqing’s heart softened.
“Little Ying, be good, it’s alright.”
“Senior Sister is right here, I’m not going anywhere.”
Upon hearing this, Ying Qianqian’s embrace loosened slightly.
“Really?”
Ying Qianqian lifted her head, her large blue eyes blinking.
“Little Ying doesn’t want Senior Sister Ye to be taken away by the bad woman…”
A shadow passed through her eyes. Remembering the image of Senior Sister Ye being held in Xiao Qingxuan’s arms, she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.
“Bad woman…”
Ye Luqing couldn’t help but laugh, rubbing Ying Qianqian’s little head.
“Don’t worry, Little Ying. We’ll participate in the Duo Tournament together and win the championship.”
Competing with her was Ying Qianqian’s greatest wish. If they could achieve a ranking, Little Ying would be very happy.
Hearing Ye Luqing’s words, Ying Qianqian’s expression immediately softened considerably.
Just thinking about teaming up with Senior Sister Ye for the Duo Tournament warmed her heart.
The Duo Tournament was like a pure land within her heart. As long as she was in this pure land, she wouldn’t be disturbed by the bad woman.
“Senior Sister Ye, let’s start practicing,” she said, as if filled with new fighting spirit.
Just then, several more footsteps came from outside the door.
“Is it Senior Sister Pei and Tao Xiaoxian?”
She looked out, but her body froze on the spot.
The person in the lead was Pei Ruyi with the pale blue long hair, and behind her was Tao Xiaoxian, who wore a slightly strange expression.
However, following behind Tao Xiaoxian was another person.
The cold, clear figure entered her vision, and Ying Qianqian’s heart skipped a beat.
It was none other than the Head Disciple of Heavenly Sword Peak, Xiao Qingxuan.
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Heavenly Sword Peak, Back Mountain, Grand Void Grotto
A streak of ghostly purple light flickered, and Ming Mengmeng’s figure slowly materialized.
This was Feng Linyi’s “seclusion” place. As a Dao Venerable who had grasped the Dao Laws, she could feel Feng Linyi’s “Dao” here.
However, no sooner had Ming Mengmeng’s form solidified from illusion into reality than an incredibly sharp Sword Qi instantly assaulted her senses.
This Sword Qi contained four of Feng Linyi’s Soulbound Divine Abilities, equivalent to a full-force strike from Feng Linyi at the Void Comprehension Peak.
Most critically, this strike carried the laws of “Sure Hit” and “Lock On.” No intruder could evade this attack.
Even a Dao Integration Realm expert would be half-crippled if not dead after taking this hit.
Yet Ming Mengmeng merely waved her hand gently, tossing out a Purple Orb.
The moment the Purple Orb was pierced by the Sword Qi, it directly exploded, turning into a sky full of dust.
The Sword Qi that was originally guaranteed to hit Ming Mengmeng actually began to flicker with light, bright one moment, dim the next.
It would lock onto Ming Mengmeng, then lose its direction and veer off randomly.
Yes… no… yes? correct?
Just as the Sword Qi was being befuddled by the illusion, Ming Mengmeng’s form flickered again, easily passing through and directly entering the depths of the Grand Void Grotto.
Before she even saw anyone, a seductive, enchanting, melodious hum reached her ears — both restrained and wanton, carrying a uniquely lingering charm.
Ming Mengmeng stared speechlessly at the dim small room before her. She knew that bastard Feng Linyi was a degenerate, but she hadn’t expected it to be this bad.
As if sensing a “visitor” within the grotto, the door to the small room slowly opened.
What met the eye were Feng Linyi’s pair of proudly long legs, then the deep crimson robe wrapped around her body.
In Feng Linyi’s arms, held close, was Bai Yuhan, trembling as if from electric shocks. This usually aloof Formation Dao Dao Venerable, one of the Three Venerables of Profound Heaven, now appeared utterly delicate and charmingly weak.
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Bright white stockings dug deeply into her flesh, making her already voluptuous figure even more visually striking.
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A black silk blindfold covered Bai Yuhan’s eyes. Her cheeks were flushed red and burning hot, and her lips moved unconsciously.
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Ming Mengmeng instinctively averted her gaze, muttering “Shameless” under her breath.
Looking at the unexpected visitor, Feng Linyi raised an eyebrow.
“Little White Hair? What are you doing here?”
Ming Mengmeng furrowed her brow. This bastard was still as disrespectful as ever.
She didn’t plan to get tangled up in such topics with Feng Linyi; she would only be led by this pervert into her domain of expertise and completely derailed.
“Came to talk to you about that precious disciple of yours, and her little lover.”
“Oh?”
Feng Linyi’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. In the next instant, Bai Yuhan in her arms vanished instantly. A “thump” sound then came from within the room, like something heavy landing on a bed.
She conveniently closed the door to the small room. The law of “Isolation” instantly took effect.
No matter what she and Ming Mengmeng discussed, even if they were just a wall apart, Bai Yuhan inside the room wouldn’t hear a thing.
“Speak, Sect Master Ming. What exactly did you, as a Dao Venerable of the Illusion Path, discover?” Feng Linyi said with a beaming smile.
Ming Mengmeng coughed twice and got straight to the point. “There’s something wrong with your precious disciple’s little lover.”
As someone who ranked among the top three in the world in the fields of illusions and the soul, she had full confidence in her judgment, even if it was just her intuition.
After saying this, she just smiled slightly and looked at Feng Linyi wordlessly.
Such important information, of course, couldn’t be given away for free.
Feng Linyi rubbed her chin, staring at Ming Mengmeng in a silent standoff for a moment.
After a while, she directly reached out and grabbed the head of the white-haired loli before her.
Emotionless Sword Qi churned wildly within her palm, as if forming a howling vortex.
She had planted a Sword Slave Mark on Ming Mengmeng. Emotionless Sword Qi held a fatal attraction for Sword Slaves. The next second, it wouldn’t be surprising if the other party dropped to her knees and begged to lick her instep in exchange for the Sword Qi’s favor.
Although Xiao Qingxuan had given Ming Mengmeng a Sword Qi Seed last time, knowing Ming Mengmeng, she would definitely have used it for pleasure rather than to undo the seal of the Sword Slave Mark.
However, to her surprise, Ming Mengmeng was completely unmoved in the face of such a massive amount of Sword Qi, even looking at her with a somewhat smug gaze.
The corners of Ming Mengmeng’s lips curved into a smile. A scene where Feng Linyi was thwarted was indeed a rare treat.
