The Villain Has Something to Say
The Villain Has Something to Say – Chapter 21

In the first sparring match of Luo Jianqing, it ended within the time it took for an incense stick to burn.

Mu Tianxin was focused on alchemy and, although she was one of the Taihua Seven Children, she was only the ninth disciple of this generation to achieve Foundation Establishment, so her strength was not particularly high. No one would hold back during the sect’s grand competition, and this time Mu Tianxin happened to be matched up against Luo Jianqing. Even though she used all her tricks, various magic treasures and elixirs, she couldn’t even scratch Luo Jianqing.

The gap between the Taihua Seven Children was so great.

After the match ended, Mu Tianxin grabbed Luo Jianqing’s sleeve and muttered, “Senior Brother, you didn’t even let me win once.”

Luo Jianqing helplessly replied, “Junior Sister, I gave you enough time to unleash your Thunderbolt Artifacts, what more could I have done?” In other words, Luo Jianqing could have ended the match even faster, but he tried his best to let Mu Tianxin have a chance.

Mu Tianxin pouted, feeling frustrated, and turned her head away from Luo Jianqing, seemingly angry. However, when Luo Jianqing went up for his second match, she took out a bottle of elixir from her storage ring and handed it to him, whispering, “Anyway…I don’t need it now, so you can have it, Senior Brother.”

Luo Jianqing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

For Luo Jianqing’s second match, he wasn’t matched up against one of the Taihua Seven Children.

Ninth Brother just stepped into the Golden Core stage only a year ago. Now, when he saw Luo Jianqing, he cautiously performed a bow, but before Luo Jianqing could do anything, he retreated timidly and accidentally fell off the fighting stage.

Xie Zizhuo was stunned, “So, Big Senior Brother, your luck is actually this good! No wonder you’re not jealous!”

Luo Jianqing: “…”

In front of the Lingyun Hall, the disciples who came to watch the battle with their elders were also shocked by what they saw. In the first round against Mu Tianxin, they only saw Luo Jianqing dodge for a long time, and finally forced Mu Tianxin back with a sword aura. But in this second round, Luo Jianqing had barely even stood still or said anything, and his opponent had fallen off the stage by himself!

“Is this Senior Brother from Taihua Mountain really as powerful as the legends say?”

“My master has always said that luck is also a kind of strength. Look at their Second Senior Brother from Taihua Mountain. Didn’t he get a lucky bye?”

“I was prepared to watch an intense and inspiring battle, but now it’s already over…”

After two rounds of matches, only Luo Jianqing, Wei Qiongyin, and the lucky Zuo Yunmo, were left on the field. The random order of Taihua Mountain this time was really terrible. The strength gap between each pair of opponents was so large that even the disciples of Taihua Mountain themselves were confused. They couldn’t even watch for a few moments before the winners and losers were decided.

As the discussions among the outside cultivators grew louder and louder, the disciples of Taihua Mountain snorted discontentedly and began to cheer for their senior brothers and sisters.

“Come on, Sister Wei! Sister Wei, quickly show them your sword!”

“Brother Zuo will definitely win!”

Yes, in this semi-final, Luo Jianqing unexpectedly received a bye. The eyes of the external disciples kept glancing towards Luo Jianqing, and in addition to the initial admiration and amazement, there was now an indescribable meaning in their gaze.

Luo Jianqing didn’t care, he looked up at the competition stage.

This round was truly turbulent, very different from the previous competitions.

Wei Qiongyin drew her sword for the first time, while Zuo Yunmo still kept his sword sheathed and smiled at Wei Qiongyin. Their figures disappeared into the competition stage, and they fought for almost half an hour. Wei Qiongyin’s mouth was stained with blood, and she was truly defeated.

Zuo Yunmo bowed and smiled, “Sorry, junior sister.”

Wei Qiongyin also bowed and left the stage with a cold face to recuperate.

This finally silenced the disciples from outside, and they held their breath and watched Zuo Yunmo on the fighting stage and Luo Jianqing below. They were not disappointed, as Luo Jianqing quickly stepped lightly and floated up to the fighting stage, saying with a smile, “Junior brother, in the hearts of your junior sister and me, you are already a hero.”

Zuo Yunmo’s delicate face showed a smile of shame, and as he shook his head, he slowly drew his long sword from its sheath, saying, “Senior brother, I have prepared for this battle for seven years. You better be ready.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a sky full of sword shadows hacked towards Luo Jianqing. Those sword shadows blocked every one of Luo Jianqing’s exits, and cries of shock came from the audience. However, only Luo Jianqing stood calmly in the center of the sword shadows, without any fear.

“QingyangSword Art’s first move, Arrogant Sun Sword!”

Zuo Yunmokept forming hand seals, and his Qingyun Sword flew towards Luo Jianqing. Behind him, a fiery red sun slowly rose, scorching and radiating the land with brilliant light.

Luo Jianqing dodged the towering sword shadows, seemingly too preoccupied to be concerned with the terrifying sword moves.

Finally, that sun rose completely above the horizon, and in an instant, it turned into a fireball, darting towards Luo Jianqing, who was still dodging.

Outside the arena, the disciples felt the temperature in the air suddenly rise, and many of them began to wipe their sweat. In front of the Lingyun Palace, Venerable Hao Xingzi stroked his beard with satisfaction, and raised his hand to reinforce the barrier on the arena, causing the temperature to drop again.

As the sun was pressing down on the body of Luo Jianqing, seemingly about to burn him to ashes, a glint flashed in his eyes and a three-foot-seven-inch-long treasure sword appeared in his hand. The sword shimmered with a lustrous color as Luo Jianqing lifted it up, without any fancy moves, and blocked the sun before him.


With a single sword strike, the sun’s attack was blocked and in an instant, the scorching sun vanished.

However, the next moment, Luo Jianqing suddenly dodged to the side, and the sword had already pierced into the spot where he was just standing.

Zuo Yunmo smiled as he wielded his sword and said, “Senior Brother, you must be careful, don’t underestimate me.”

Luo Jianqing calmly replied, “Junior Brother, you should be the one who is careful.”

As soon as the words fell, the clang of metal collision suddenly sounded. Their figures were almost becoming illusory as they constantly collided on the arena. Even Wei Qiongyin couldn’t see their movements clearly, and the other disciples who came to watch were also puzzled. Only the elders in front of the Lingyun Palace exclaimed in admiration.

“Is this really a battle between cultivators at the Golden Core stage?”

“The Seven Children of Mount Taihua are truly worthy of their reputation! No wonder Luo Jianqing is Luo Jianqing!”

On the arena, with each attack from Zuo Yunmo, Luo Jianqing calmly and confidently parried it. He performed very gracefully, living up to his reputation as one of the seven disciples of Taihua Sect, and didn’t let the incident of last night affect his performance. However, when Luo Jianqing swung his sword up again, Zuo Yunmo suddenly chuckled.

Luo Jianqing opened his eyes and felt a sense of danger, but before he could retreat, Zuo Yunmo whispered, “Senior brother, you’re still too careless.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a vast expanse of blue sky appeared on the arena, filling it with an unparalleled momentum of righteousness. Even Hao Xingzi couldn’t help but exclaim, “Has Yunmo reached such a level of cultivation?”

The sky grew wider and wider, and with each passing moment, it poured down a tremendous aura of spiritual energy that seemed to replenish all of Zuo Yunmo’s spent power from before. He stood under the cyan sky, his clothes fluttering, and his sword releasing immense spiritual power.

“Second move of the Qingyang Sword Technique, the Qingyun Sword!”

As Zuo Yunmo spoke, the sky above rained down on Luojianqing. This attack shook the arena’s barrier slightly, and even Luojianqing narrowed his eyes and quickly began to use hand seals. His Shuang Fu Sword also excitedly floated in front of him.

The Shuang Fu Sword also excitedly floated in front of him.

The pressure of the azure sky caused a wave of energy to surge through the arena, and even Luo Jianqing couldn’t help but take two steps back to stabilize his footing.

Just as the blue sky was about to come crashing down, the Shuang Fu Sword suddenly transformed into nine swords, spinning and piercing towards the sky.

“One sword becomes nine lotuses!”

Suddenly, a large group of dark clouds appeared in the blue sky, covering it up. The clouds were heavy and released thick and powerful lightning bolts, which intersected with the Shuang Fu Sword and the Qingyun Sword in mid-air.

For a moment, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the sky clashed with thunderbolts!

Hao Xingzi quickly waved his sleeves and reinforced the barrier.

Smoke rose from the arena, and everyone nervously looked towards it. They saw the handsome senior brother in white robes with blood dripping from his fingertips, gasping for breath. In front of him, the previously relaxed and smiling Zuo Yunmo spat out a mouthful of blood and stumbled back more than ten steps. Fortunately, he was able to support himself with the Qingyun Sword and didn’t fall down.

Luo Jianqing clenched his fingers, blood dripping down, and said, “Junior Brother, admit defeat.”

Zuo Yunmo smiled and raised his lips, looking at the white-clothed youth in front of him with gentle eyes. He murmured, “How can I just admit defeat like this?”

As soon as he finished speaking, another expanse of sky rose up, and Luo Jianqing looked at this scene in horror, saying urgently, “Junior Brother, you will exhaust your spiritual power like this, why bother to do so…”

“Senior Brother, we are sparring, and we must do so with all our might. And…Jianqing, didn’t you say that you would give it your all?”

Looking at Zuo Yunmo’s smile, Luo Jianqing suddenly froze.

Luo Jianqing looked up at the vast and boundless blue sky, narrowing his eyes. He suddenly placed his five fingers on the ground, and a vague force condensed from his palm. This force broke through the barrier of the arena’s boundary with irresistible force, dodging the presence of the venerable elders of Lingyun Palace, but directly penetrated through the disciples.

This power crazily seized all the vegetation within a radius of one mile on the top of Cangshuang Peak.

Countless starlights that ordinary people couldn’t see flew up from the sky and gathered on Luo Jianqing’s body. This force arrogantly carried starlight and flew past Hao Xingzi, but the latter was completely unaware, still holding his breath and watching the scene on the arena.

In the next moment! Luo Jianqing’s spiritual breath began to increase, one percent, two percent, three percent… when he returned to his full strength, the soaring breath did not stop, but continued to pile up crazily!

The Nascent Soul stage elder of the Broken Soul Sect exclaimed, “What kind of technique is this?”

Hao Xingzi frowned and said, “Jianqing is practicing the supreme technique of my Taihua Mountain, the Nine Lotus Heart Sutra.”

The crowd immediately realized: “So it’s the rumored ‘Nine Lotus Heart Scripture,’ no wonder it’s so powerful!”

With a palm strike to the ground, a ten-meter handprint appeared on the arena.

“Seize the Spring and Autumn!”

“One sword transforms into nine lotuses!”

Luo Jianqing’s sword transformed into a blue lotus and rapidly pierced the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The dazzling sword light pierced through the sky, powerful and domineering, shattering the blue sky into countless pieces. The momentum erupted, hitting the barrier next to the arena, and everything changed completely in the blink of an eye. The barrier suddenly broke, and the vast sword energy directly rushed towards the spectator stands.

The pupils of Hao Xingzi contracted, and he stamped his foot. The barrier reappeared outside the arena, intercepting the scattered sword energy just in time.

After the deafening roar, Luo Jianqing’s face turned pale, while Zuo Yunmo flew out backwards and fainted, covered in blood.

Luo Jianqing immediately went forward to check on him, and his junior sister quickly fed him a pill. However, after a while, the people from Qinglan Peak carried Zuo Yunmo out.

The whole arena fell silent.

Foreign disciples and Taihua Mountain disciples stared at the elegant white-robed cultivator with a look of horror.

After a long time, the elder referee finally shouted as if waking up from a dream, “The winner of the Golden Core stage is Luo Jianqing, in the middle stage of the Golden Core!”

The final result of the sect competition spread throughout Taihua Mountain within a day. When the elders of the foreign sects left with their people, many foreign disciples still looked at the handsome and elegant Taihua Mountain senior brother with caution, unable to believe that such a good-looking person could have such terrifying killing power.

Although Luo Jianqing was also injured, it was only a minor injury compared to Zuo Yunmo. After seeing off all the guests, he was summoned to the Lingyun Palace by the Honored Hao Xingzi , who reminded him to take good care of himself and set off for the Flowing Flame Valley in seven days.

After Luo Jianqing agreed to everything, he flew back to the Yuxiao Peak.

This time, Xuan Lingzi did not continue his seclusion. He was wearing a white robe that was extremely similar to Luo Jianqing’s, with intricate golden patterns embroidered on the sleeves. He stood at the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.

Seeing this, Luo Jianqing was slightly stunned and respectfully said, “Master.”

Xuan Lingzi still stood at the edge of the cliff, and the strong wind lifted his robe, making a rustling sound.

Luo Jianqing stood behind Xuan Lingzi the whole time, not knowing how long had passed before he heard a indifferent voice ask, “Jianqing, how did you manage to inflict such severe injuries on your second junior brother in the sect competition today?”

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