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Di Xuan Shang naturally saw it clearly. With his cultivation level, he could even see the slight upward curve of her eyelashes.
Little temptress!
Why did her tone when calling him “senior brother” sound so… enticing?
“What, can’t you provide any evidence? If you can’t, then apologize to us quickly!”
The disciples from the Seven Treasures Pavilion shouted arrogantly at Feng Siyue.
Feng Siyue narrowed her dazzling eyes and lazily said, “If I can provide evidence that your senior brother copied from the Chiyang Divine Sect, what will you do?”
“Our senior brother would never copy!”
“That’s right! If he did, we’ll kneel down and apologize to you! But if you can’t provide the evidence, you’ll have to kneel down and apologize, and crawl under our crotches!”
They were aggressive, laughing exaggeratedly as if they could already envision her crawling under their crotches.
The elderly host of the competition seemed to have no intention of stopping them. Since that was the case, she wouldn’t hold back!
In the audience, Lu Chen said to Di Xuan Shang, “These Seven Treasures Pavilion disciples are too arrogant! Xuan Shang, your wife is being humiliated. Why don’t you go and take them down!”
Di Xuan Shang’s eyes flashed with a cold light, but he made no move, simply saying, “There’s no need for me to act. She will give them the lesson they deserve.”
Lu Chen thought to himself, how can you be so confident in your wife? Is this why I don’t have a wife?
“Wait, Xuan Shang, did you just admit that she’s your wife?”
Di Xuan Shang gave him an expressionless glance.
Lu Chen immediately sealed his mouth, understanding that he had interrupted his quiet observation of his wife.
On the field, Feng Siyue chuckled lightly, “I didn’t expect disciples from a prestigious sect to have such a petty and smug expression. Well then, congratulations on getting what you asked for. You can kneel down now.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a long saber emitting a chilling light appeared in her hand.
The moment the saber was revealed, a faint dragon’s roar seemed to echo through the air, startling everyone and making their spirits tremble.
The crowd was shocked as they looked at the long saber. On its back was a lifelike engraving of a golden dragon, fierce and majestic!
In contrast, the saber held by the Zhou disciple from the Seven Treasures Pavilion seemed like a poor imitation, lacking the grandeur and sharpness of Feng Siyue’s saber.
“The Crescent Moon Divine Saber is actually an eighth-grade treasure!” someone in the crowd exclaimed.
No one had ever seen what the Crescent Moon Divine Saber looked like or knew its grade. It was forged not long before the Chiyang Divine Sect encountered its downfall, after which the saber disappeared without a trace.
Not only were the spectators shocked, but the elders of the Vast Academy and the members of the Cultivator Alliance also felt a chill. This was akin to the emergence of a new eighth-grade treasure, and many would be envious.
No matter what, they couldn’t let the Crescent Moon Divine Saber fall into the wrong hands.
“This is impossible!”
The disciples from the Seven Treasures Pavilion were horrified and took several steps back.
The disciple surnamed Zhou even tried to hide the Broken Army Saber behind his back.
Everyone present could see that the Broken Army Saber was clearly a poor imitation of the Crescent Moon Divine Saber, lacking the grandeur and sharpness of the original.
“Why are you hiding? It’s time for you to kneel. What are you waiting for?” Feng Siyue said mockingly, her eyes half-smiling as she looked at them.
“Enough! The competition should begin. If you have personal grudges to settle, do it outside the arena! Han Yue, put away your eighth-grade treasure. This match only allows treasures below the seventh grade!”
At this moment, the elderly host of the competition announced loudly.
Feng Siyue glanced at the old man. This old fellow was being overly biased, but it didn’t matter. If they refused to kneel, she had other ways to make them do so.
Below, Little Mifan, who had been watching, memorized the old man’s appearance. Since he was bullying her mother, she decided to give him a little gift. She took out a small pair of scissors and quickly snipped a few times, creating a paper-thin figure that was almost invisible. The little figure flew out…
Little Tangguo, watching his younger sister’s actions, was filled with affection. They were both protecting their mother in their own ways. Since his sister had taken action, he couldn’t fall behind. He summoned a small blood mosquito from his spiritual sea and whispered, “Go, give them a few good bites!”
Meanwhile, the disciple surnamed Zhou suddenly said to the other sect disciples, “Everyone, let’s attack together. Let’s eliminate her first. Whoever can knock her out of the arena will earn a favor from the Seven Treasures Pavilion!”
As soon as he said this, some people started to consider it. After all, a favor from the Seven Treasures Pavilion, the top weapon refining sect in the Northern Abyss, might be worth a very good treasure!
In an instant, most of the people in the arena took out their weapons and attacked Feng Siyue.
The various attacks coming from all directions were not just to eliminate her; they were clearly meant to take her life.
Lu Chen held his breath, feeling nervous for her.
Beside him, Di Xuan Shang remained calm, his deep eyes like a still, ancient well.
In that split second, Feng Siyue leisurely took out a white oil-paper umbrella adorned with red, blood-like plum blossoms. As she opened the umbrella, it emitted a red glow, silently blocking countless attacks from various treasures. Then, she suddenly twisted the handle of the umbrella, and all the attacks were reflected back!
Ah!!
Cries of agony echoed across the arena. Within a few breaths, the situation was completely reversed. Dozens of disciples lay on the ground, moaning in pain, while the others dodged the reflected attacks in embarrassment.
“That sixth-grade treasure umbrella actually uses the secret refining technique of the Chiyang Divine Sect!”
The Vice Principal, standing on a distant high building, said with a dark expression.
Ordinary treasures could only defend, not absorb and redirect attacks. This was the core refining secret technique that only the most elite disciples of the Chiyang Divine Sect could learn. However, after the sect’s downfall, those elite disciples, fearing capture, had all self-destructed.
Thus, this secret technique had vanished from the world, and it was unexpected to see it again in one’s lifetime.
Standing next to the Vice Principal was a middle-aged man with a smiling, tiger-like demeanor. His cultivation was high, and the attendants behind him could not straighten their backs under his pressure.
He smiled and said, “Indeed, Vice Principal. By searching this woman’s soul, we can obtain the secret, untransmitted techniques of the Chiyang Divine Sect. In the future, the talents we cultivate will surpass even those of the Seven Treasures Pavilion. Not to mention, she also has tokens from three other sects. Tsk, tsk, if she hadn’t offended you, I would really want to bring her into our Cultivator Alliance.”
“Deputy Leader Zhang, I cannot let her live,” the Vice Principal said coldly.
Zhang Rusheng, the deputy leader of the Cultivator Alliance, laughed and said, “I understand, I understand, haha. Don’t worry, after searching her soul, we’ll hand her spirit over to you. You can torture her however you want.”
Finishing his words, his greedy gaze turned towards the arena. Such a valuable target was indeed highly sought after.