The Galactic Tournament had reached a critical moment.
What Jun Changxiao hoped for first wasn’t his disciples winning the championship, but entering the top ten to obtain more Sacred War entrance tickets so he could complete the epic quest.
Put simply.
Dog Leftover didn’t want to be stuck at his current level—he wanted to advance to the Celestial Mystery Realm!
Looking at the current matchup allocations, there were two groups of internal sect battles, already securing two entrance tickets steadily.
Not enough.
He was greedy and wanted more.
After all, exceeding the quota meant richer rewards.
“Number one Yao Mengying, number two Nangong Qingxian, enter the arena!” The referee called loudly.
“Swoosh!”
“Swoosh!”
Yao Mengying and Nangong Qingxian flew up.
This Daoyuan Sect eldest disciple was still the same as before, maintaining a constant smile. Though clearly an ice cultivator, he didn’t make people feel cold.
“Hmph.”
Yao Mengying glared at him: “Since entering the venue, you’ve been peeping at Eldest Senior Sister. Shameless.”
“…”
Nangong Qingxian was speechless.
That’s right, he had been observing Lu Qianqian, but purely because they were both ice cultivators.
“Miss.”
Nangong Qingxian said, “You’ve misunderstood.”
“I’m warning you.” Yao Mengying glared at him: “Don’t you dare have improper thoughts about Eldest Senior Sister!”
Nangong Qingxian felt depressed.
So in this woman’s eyes, he was a lecherous scoundrel?
“Tch.”
On the spectator stands, Daoyuan Sect disciples were displeased.
Our eldest senior brother was the strongest disciple in Daoyuan Sect’s history. Girls infatuated with him lined up all the way to the mountain’s base. How could he care about an Eternal Sect female disciple?
Yao Mengying beckoned with her hand: “Let’s start fighting.”
“Pardon me.”
Nangong Qingxian remained very polite.
However, after saying this, the smile on his face was replaced by seriousness. Then he waved his long sleeve, instantly condensing sharp ice cones.
“Swoosh!”
“Swoosh!”
Cold light flashed as they shot forward.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
As Nangong Qingxian attacked, icy cold aura permeated the entire arena platform, the ground rapidly covering with an ice layer.
This was ice cultivators’ most common field-sealing behavior, bringing negative effects to opponents.
“Bang bang bang!”
Positioned within the ice field, Yao Mengying paid no attention. She poured overwhelming demonic qi into her fist, shattering all the incoming ice cones, laughing: “Your kind of cold qi is far inferior to my Eldest Senior Sister’s.”
“Is that so?”
Nangong Qingxian smiled, his right hand gently rising to make certain gestures in the void: “Seal!”
“Crack crack crack!”
“Crack crack crack crack!”
In an instant, the ice layer on the ground seemed scooped up by a shovel, rapidly converging toward Yao Mengying, forming a cage-like ice layer.
“BOOM!”
“BOOM!”
Yao Mengying condensed demonic power to bombard the ice layers spreading from all directions, but to no avail. She was ultimately bound within.
“It’s over!”
Daoyuan Sect disciples said excitedly.
In their understanding, once their eldest senior brother’s Extreme Cold Prison bound the target, breakthrough was impossible.
“BOOM—” Suddenly, an explosive sound rang out. They saw the cage-like ice layer instantly shatter, fragments scattering like blooming fireworks until affecting the spectator stands before rapidly evaporating.
“…”
Everyone broke out in cold sweat.
“Swoosh—”
On the arena platform, Yao Mengying broke through the ice, gracefully landing on the ground.
Overwhelming demonic qi permeated her surroundings. Her originally clear and pure eyes had become exceptionally alluring.
“Demon cultivator?”
Nangong Qingxian furrowed his brow.
“Huh?” Gu Tianxing fell into thought: “Could this young lady be a descendant of the Demon Delusion Clan?”
Jun Changxiao said in surprise, “Uncle has also heard of the Demon Delusion Clan?”
“This is an ancient clan that was extremely prosperous several hundred thousand years ago, then for unknown reasons suddenly collapsed and fell into decline.” Gu Tianxing said.
“No wonder.”
Jun Changxiao understood.
Actually, he’d always had one puzzlement—the Demon Delusion Clan existing in the upper realm, why would they have such superior forging and alchemy techniques? Now hearing Gu Tianxing’s words, he understood their predecessor had been a powerful clan.
“By the way.”
Jun Changxiao looked up at the sky, thinking silently, “Is that Demon Ancestor guy still alive?”
Perhaps everyone had already forgotten this character. It’s necessary to remind you—Yao Mengying’s inherited Innate Sacred Demon Body was his, the million demon army placed in the Eternal Realm was his, Ye Xingchen’s perfect body was his.
That’s right.
Totally a wealth-delivery ancestor.
Previously, he’d been made very miserable by Jun Changxiao. His soul broke free and merged into the cosmic starry sky. By sheer coincidence, he was captured by people from the Star Spirit Realm and given a physical body. He thought it was his triumphant return as a king, but ended up getting beaten away again, with no news since.
“He should be in the Star Spirit Realm.” Dog Leftover thought silently, “I’ll definitely go to that world, so sooner or later we’ll meet again.”
“BOOM!”
“BOOM!”
The combat sounds on the arena platform pulled him back to reality. He focused his gaze to see Yao Mengying unleashing her Sacred Demon Body, transforming from a pure young girl into a cold demonic head, launching devastating offensive attacks.
Nangong Qingxian frequently evaded, appearing to handle things with ease, but became increasingly disheveled.
He felt very depressed.
Because the condensed ice field had absolutely no effect on Yao Mengying.
Eternal Sect male disciples didn’t have much contact with Eldest Senior Sister. Female disciples like Liu Wanshi and Ling Yuanxue were together almost every other day, so they could be considered battle-hardened veterans.
Moreover, Lu Qianqian wasn’t as cold as before and occasionally fulfilled her role as senior sister to instruct junior sisters.
Yao Mengying benefited the most.
She even frequently went to the Ice Heavy Heaven to find her.
Coming and going like this, her resistance to ice-type attributes naturally increased.
Put simply, spending time with Lu Qianqian increased ice-type attributes and resistance naturally.
If you opened the Eternal Sect disciples’ attribute panels, absolutely everyone would have self-equipped Ice Resistance +20%. Yao Mengying, who had much contact with Eldest Senior Sister, would have at least +50% or more.
At the bottom of the attribute panel was a special attribute called Shamelessness, which had actually increased by 100%!
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Yao Mengying transformed into a demoness, overwhelming demonic qi condensing into a giant, chasing Nangong Qingxian in a frenzied pummeling, beating him into constant retreat until finally… he retreated off the arena platform.
Daoyuan Sect disciples who came to cheer all collapsed.
Our sect’s most outstanding eldest disciple throughout history actually lost to this little demoness and didn’t even make it into the top ten!
“Swish!”
Gu Tianxing sat down.
His eyes were somewhat vacant.
As the hottest favorite to win the Galactic Tournament championship, Nangong Qingxian was actually defeated by an Eternal Sect female disciple!
Gu Tianxing was optimistic about He Wudi, also optimistic about Ye Xingchen, believing they could smoothly advance to the top ten. But he never anticipated that the inconspicuous Yao Mengying would be this strong too!
Monsters!
A group of monsters!
…
After the first round ended, the second round continued.
He Wudi and Jian Xiaohong ascended the arena platform. As the referee called for the match to begin, he immediately announced: “Winner, He Wudi!”
Finished?
Finished.
“Detestable!” Jian Xiaohong rubbed her struck left shoulder, stamping her foot: “I haven’t even deployed my sword techniques yet—how did he attack already!”
“…”
He Wudi was speechless.
Would Senior Brother Zhou with brain problems wait for you to charge up your attack? I’m not that stupid.
“Hah!”
After the referee’s announcement, Jun Changxiao leaned back in his chair, looking up at the firmament. He discovered the sky was broader and bluer. Then he placed his hand over his face, emitting strange ‘kekeke’ laughter.
Yao Mengying and He Wudi advancing meant two more entrance tickets secured, meaning he’d met the minimum standard for completing the epic quest!