Uncanny Immortal 25p2

Chapter 25 p2

A trace of anger appeared on Yan Ling’s face again. She opened her folding fan and fanned it vigorously. But she was, after all, the leader of a division. In an instant, she put away her girlish pout and smiled. “Lady Yunshao, you are only one person. You cannot take care of everyone. If we continue to fight, there will inevitably be deaths and injuries on both sides, which I’m sure you don’t want to see. Besides…”

She touched Mu Zifu’s cheek. “This little beauty is your Peak Master Mu’s sister, right? Before you take my life, it would be just as easy for me to have my men kill her.”

Mu Zifu glared at Yan Ling. If she hadn’t been put under a silencing spell, she would probably have cursed her with all sorts of vicious words.

Xie Qingzheng looked at Mu Zifu, her heart half-worried, half-curious. If this little terror hadn’t been silenced, and was in this predicament, how would she curse people?

Mo Jiangxue glanced at Mu Zifu.

Mu Zifu’s gaze darted back and forth between Mo Jiangxue and Xie Qingzheng. She didn’t quite dare to meet Mo Jiangxue’s eyes. There seemed to be a trace of regret on her face, but in her heart, she thought resentfully: If Big Sister were here, she wouldn’t let me be humiliated like this!

Mo Jiangxue withdrew her gaze and said to Yan Ling, “Long story short.”

Yan Ling said, “I have a compromise. See if it’s feasible—to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, we will each send out three people to compete. If we win, I won’t ask the Xuanji Sect to submit to the Holy Cult. I only ask that you, Immortal Master Mo, and the Tianxuan Sword come back to the wildlands with me…”

As soon as she said this, there was an uproar.

The cultivators behind Mo Jiangxue all cursed angrily, “You demoness! You’re delusional!”

“You demoness! You’re daydreaming!”

Xie Qingzheng tightened her grip on the hilt of her sword and thought: It’s one thing for the demoness to covet the Tianxuan Sword, but why does she want Master to go back to the wildlands with her? Could it be that this demoness is wary of Master’s strength and wants to imprison her in the wildlands?

Xie Qingzheng looked at Mo Jiangxue, waiting for her response.

Mo Jiangxue asked, “And if you lose?”

Yan Ling said, “Then we will naturally release your people, and I will take my own people and leave the mountain.”

The cultivators once again shouted curses. “You’re so thick-skinned!”

“You think you can just come and go as you please? It’s not that easy!”

Elder Jin Suchen was even more furious. “Even if you kill us all, I will still eradicate all of you evil demons!”

Amidst the shouts and curses, Xie Qingzheng secretly thought: Master has an evil curse on her and should not consume too much spiritual energy, otherwise there is a risk of backlash. It’s best not to fight… But to let the demonic cult just come and go as they please seems too humiliating, and it would also tarnish the Xuanji Sect’s reputation…

Mo Jiangxue said, “If you win, I will go to the wildlands with you and never return to the Central Plains. If we win, you and your Heaven Division will never set foot in the Central Plains again. Is that acceptable?”

As her words fell, the surroundings instantly fell silent. All eyes were focused on her and Yan Ling.

Xie Qingzheng was stunned and looked at Mo Jiangxue in astonishment.

Yan Ling was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting Mo Jiangxue to propose such a decisive condition.

She lightly fanned her folding fan, her gaze lingering on Mo Jiangxue’s white veiled hat for a moment, as if trying to see what the face beneath the white gauze looked like.

Then a meaningful smile appeared on her lips. “As expected of the person I’ve taken a fancy to. So straightforward! Since you, Lady Yunshao, are willing to risk yourself, I will accompany you. It will be as you say. If we lose, I and my Heaven Division will never set foot in the Central Plains again.”

“But,” Yan Ling’s tone changed, and a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, “since I have taken a step back, the rules of this competition must be set by me.”

Mo Jiangxue asked, “What rules?”

Yan Ling said, “The people you send out to compete must be designated by me. Likewise, our people will be designated by you.”

Mo Jiangxue thought for a moment and said, “Alright, but you must not deliberately choose opponents with a great disparity in cultivation. You must try to keep the strength relatively equal.”

Yan Ling let out a light laugh. “Naturally. I, Yan Ling, have always acted with integrity.”

The words “act with integrity,” coming from the mouth of someone from the demonic cult, made the cultivators of the Xuanji Sect sneer.

Yan Ling was completely unconcerned and pointed at Jin Suchen. “For the first round, I want your Xuanji Sect to send out Elder Jin. She has just injured sixty or seventy of my subordinates.”

She indeed did not deliberately choose an opponent with weak strength, but directly chose the head of a peak.

Jin Suchen snorted and stepped forward to accept the challenge.

Mo Jiangxue was not familiar with the cultivators of the Ten Directions Domain. She let Jin Suchen choose an opponent herself.

As the head of a peak and a cultivator of the righteous path, Jin Suchen would naturally not lower her status to fight a small fry.

She chose an evil cultivator of comparable strength.

The center of the field was left for the two of them to fight. Mo Jiangxue and Xie Qingzheng retreated to the side.

The two on the field exchanged blows, sword light flashed, and white light flickered. They were locked in a fierce battle.

The people of the Ten Directions Domain stood far away, watching the two on the field fight intently.

Mo Jiangxue stood opposite the Ten Directions Domain. The cultivators behind her were either busy putting out fires or treating the injured. They also had to spare some attention to watch the situation on the field, while not daring to relax their guard, fearing that the demonic cult would launch a sneak attack.

Xie Qingzheng stood behind Mo Jiangxue and asked in a low voice, “Master, do you think she will choose you for the next round?”

Mo Jiangxue shook her head and said coolly, “She won’t.”

She had already shown her hand. Yan Ling knew her strength. No one present was her opponent. Even if Yan Ling was “acting with integrity,” she wouldn’t just give away a match.

Xie Qingzheng also figured this out. She hugged the Shenshang Sword and praised, “Master, you are so amazing.” She then asked Mo Jiangxue, “Master, do you think we can win?”

Mo Jiangxue thought for a moment and said, “It’s hard to say.”

The outcome was unpredictable. There were too many uncertain factors.

Xie Qingzheng was a little worried. “Master, what if we lose? Then wouldn’t you have to go to the wildlands with that demoness? I heard from the senior sisters that the wildlands are desolate and dangerous, full of murderous evil and ghost cultivators, and also man-eating monsters…”

Mo Jiangxue was calm and composed. “Then I will go to the wildlands for a look.”

Xie Qingzheng was silent for a long time. She suddenly thought that her master had only said that she would go to the wildlands with Yan Ling, not that the Tianxuan Sword would go with her. She had only gambled with her own fate, and it had nothing to do with others, nothing to do with the Xuanji Sect.

Therefore, her state of mind was peaceful. Whether she won or lost, she would accept it calmly.

Xie Qingzheng let out a long breath, as if she had made up her mind, and said seriously, “Master, if you go to the wildlands, I will go with you. From now on, wherever you go, I will follow.”

No matter where in the world, she was willing to follow her with her sword.

As long as she could be by her master’s side, she would feel at ease.

Mo Jiangxue thought for a moment and said coolly, “Then I will go to a place you cannot find.”

Xie Qingzheng was silent for a moment, took her words seriously, lowered her eyes, and looked rather dejected. She asked in a small voice, “And why is that? Don’t you like me by your side? Am I not obedient enough? Why wouldn’t you like me…”

But Mo Jiangxue did not speak again.

Xie Qingzheng faintly sensed a fervent gaze. She looked around and saw that it was the demoness from the opposing side, staring straight at her.

Xie Qingzheng let out a low, cold snort. “Master, that demoness on the other side keeps staring at you… She’s even smiling. She must have ill intentions! She can’t beat you, so she wants to trick you into going back to the wildlands to harm you in secret!”

She shifted her body slightly and moved in front of Mo Jiangxue, blocking Yan Ling’s fervent gaze.

Mo Jiangxue thought for a moment and asked coolly, “What, I can’t let her look at me?”

Her tone seemed to have a hint of teasing.

Xie Qingzheng frowned slightly and said seriously, “I heard from Senior Sister Min He that you don’t like being stared at, which is why you wear a white veiled hat.”

Mo Jiangxue let out a soft “oh.” “So you know I don’t like being stared at. Then why do you always look at me?”