“Wow!”

What was this situation? Another “Yashan disciple” had emerged?!

And this tone…

Arrogant!

Damn arrogant!

Who was Evil Monk Shanxing?

When he first arrived at the Star Sea, everyone just called him “bald monk,” but later they discovered this monk was no less ruthless than true villains when killing. Even more vicious, more spiteful, with crueler methods!

In Shanxing’s eyes, the word “reason” never existed.

In his view, only himself mattered!

Killing like harvesting hemp, methods cruel.

Compared to Lethal Dart Leng Guang, who often killed for “business,” Shanxing’s killings were more terrifying. Because he killed purely based on momentary mood, with no traceable cause.

Thus he earned the capricious title of “Evil.”

This person was “evil” to the bone!

Countless people hated him to the core yet feared him like a tiger.

Though Evil Monk Shanxing currently had mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, his true combat power was extremely close to late Nascent Soul. This was because his cultivation method seemed related to Buddhism, being more profound and substantial than other sects’ techniques, often producing unexpected performances in battle.

But what about this newly appeared female cultivator?

Looking at her, everyone was nearly shocked speechless: merely early-stage Nascent Soul cultivation—who had given her such audacity to fearlessly rush out and challenge Evil Monk Shanxing?!

“No way, right?”

“Nascent Soul stage isn’t like those earlier realms. Each minor stage represents a huge gap in actual strength. Even if she’s from Yashan, she can’t be this arrogant, right?”

“Yeah, is she getting hot-headed from anger?”

“Haha, this trip to the Silver Tower wasn’t wasted. I want to see where a weak woman gets the ability to teach the evil monk how to be human!”

“Right, this female cultivator is really… eh?”

“What’s wrong?”

“…Wait, female cultivator?!”

After Jian Chou’s self-introduction “boast,” the entire Silver Tower fell into near-explosive fervor.

Everyone questioned her the moment they saw her cultivation level clearly.

However, when someone accidentally mentioned “female cultivator,” finally some quick-thinking people suddenly realized…

Was something not right?

Female cultivator?

Female cultivator?!

A female cultivator from Yashan?!

“…How many female cultivators does Yashan have?”

In this instant, this thought suddenly emerged from the minds of these few who sensed something wrong, like ice flowing through them, making their entire backs break out in cold sweat.

Since the first female cultivator sixty years ago, Yashan had subsequently admitted many female disciples.

However, the time for recruiting female disciples was still not long enough. So compared to male cultivators, the number of Yashan female cultivators was far from sufficient.

Their cultivation levels were even less worth mentioning.

In the Nineteen Provinces where cultivation years were counted in hundreds, how high could newly admitted cultivators’ cultivation be? Most were probably only at Golden Core stage now…

Yet this female cultivator standing on the Gean Platform, claiming to be from Yashan, had early-stage Nascent Soul cultivation?

This…

Cultivators well-informed about Middle Domain’s Zuo Sanqian affairs, like Duobao Daoist Zhou Jun from Saochan Retreat, were already breaking out in cold sweat.

“Daoist, what’s wrong with you?”

In the chamber, several cultivators who had specifically come to curry favor with Saochan Retreat couldn’t help but show concern seeing Zhou Jun’s condition.

Zhou Jun felt his eyelids twitching constantly, his gaze fixed on Jian Chou in the venue, unable to look away: “Has any female cultivator from Yashan broken through to Nascent Soul recently?”

“We haven’t heard of that.”

After thinking, several people shook their heads.

Thus, in this instant, Zhou Jun sitting by the table felt his calves go weak and nearly fell under the table from fright! His face showed indescribable terror…

Mysteriously appearing at East Sea’s Ghost Gate, with tribulation clouds covering hundreds of li; encountering the night sailing ship’s great vessel, shocking with anger and pursuing directly; appearing again today at the Silver Tower, just because someone insulted Yashan with one sentence, just for this Zuoliu who had shone brilliantly at the Zuo Sanqian minor assembly…

Could it be that female cultivator?

That female cultivator who had caused the relationship between Yashan and Kunwu to nearly freeze for sixty years…

No one knew where she had gone.

But in these sixty years, the only legend about her was precisely related to cultivation: that name on the Fourth Heaven Tablet that reached the top in an instant and disappeared in an instant!

Yashan, Jian Chou!

Yashan’s most outstanding female cultivator in recent years, Foundation Establishment in thirteen days, bearing a Tianpan, a genius comparable to Kunwu’s Xie Buchen; causing a sensation at the Zuo Sanqian minor assembly, stepping on sky to ascend alone to the high platform, one palm falling to overturn the day and night of the Nineteen Provinces…

No one would doubt her potential.

Just as no one would doubt Yashan’s choice.

However, after a trip to Qingfeng Nunnery’s hidden realm, she had mysteriously disappeared for sixty years. Heavy doubts about her cultivation and whereabouts had always shrouded her, lingering…

Could this female cultivator standing solemnly on the Gean Platform, calling herself an unknown nobody, be the final answer?

No one knew.

Though most present were from the Star Sea, those with wide information channels like Shen Wenxing and Shen Yao weren’t absent. The moment Jian Chou appeared, many had already formed various speculations.

However, no one dared to be certain!

Including Bai Yin standing right on the Gean Platform.

He had never seen Jian Chou after joining the sect, but had heard fellow disciples’ descriptions after previous communications with Yashan, feeling they matched the female cultivator before him extremely well.

However, the differences were also quite obvious.

Her moon-white robes had an icy, clear feeling under the skylight.

But what she held wasn’t the Ghost Axe obtained from Yashan’s armory that had gained fame in one strike during the Zuo Sanqian minor assembly, but an unremarkable-looking curved blade.

As for her cultivation, he couldn’t understand it even less.

Completely confused, Bai Yin’s expression showed rare bewilderment and perplexity.

Jian Chou could naturally sense this.

But at this moment, she had no intention of clarifying doubts, not even glancing back once. Her entire attention focused on the opponent before her.

A pair of frozen eyes quietly leaked that startling killing intent. Yet her lips always carried a faint smile…

Not only did she not treat this as facing a great enemy, but she showed disdain from the bottom of her heart!

Evil Monk Shanxing had always been famous for being “evil.”

In past years, he had seen too many eyes of terror or hatred, but the expression this female cultivator showed was his first encounter.

It was as if…

He was merely an insolent ant that had displeased her but wasn’t worth her attention—a heartfelt contempt and disdain.

In this instant, nameless fury rose from Shanxing’s heart.

He stared at Jian Chou with a vicious face for a long time, finally laughing loudly with cruel satisfaction: “Haha, good, good! What a fine ‘Yashan disciple, unknown nobody,’ daring to speak arrogantly about teaching me to be human! Today I want to see who teaches whom!”

“Take my staff!”

In great rage, Shanxing didn’t even wipe the blood from his face. With a explosive shout, he stomped his right foot hard on the ground, borrowed the force to leap up, and raised his eyebrow-level bronze staff high!

“Whoosh!”

Countless staff shadows once again surrounded the bronze staff, spinning rapidly and producing sharp whistling sounds. On the palm-thick bronze staff, countless golden flowing runes lit up.

Faintly, one could see some Buddhist solemnity.

This was the same staff strike that had calculated against Bai Yin!

But the power was more shocking than the previous strike, the force more fierce. This layer of blazing golden light even contained a dominance that made demons prostrate themselves!

Seeing this, everyone was greatly horrified.

They had thought the previous staff strike already represented Evil Monk Shanxing’s cultivation limits. Unexpectedly, after being struck away by this mysterious female cultivator’s blade-back, his fury made him even stronger!

The previous Bai Yin, with mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, still needed to avoid its edge. Now this female cultivator was merely early-stage Nascent Soul—how could she resist?

Many began worrying, guessing Jian Chou would also dodge like Bai Yin.

But the next moment, everyone gasped sharply—

She didn’t move!

She actually didn’t move. Facing this staff strike coming down on her head, she neither dodged nor avoided, even meeting the opponent’s staff edge head-on, raising her face!

Edge?

Pressure?

Retreat?

None existed!

After experiencing all the life-and-death struggles in the Extreme Domain’s cauldron competition, Jian Chou’s mental state had risen immeasurably compared to before.

She might not have retreated sixty years ago—how could she possibly step back now?!

Five fingers quietly tightened, her wrist lightly turned.

Still the Deer-Cutting Blade!

Still the blade’s back!

Between her brows, a glaze-like golden light quietly passed.

Jian Chou not only didn’t retreat a step but held the Deer-Cutting Blade, transforming into a stream of light, directly charging toward those countless staff shadows, toward that eyebrow-staff covered with golden runes, toward the murderous Shanxing!

How could Shanxing expect she wouldn’t dodge?

He was stunned for a moment, but then came even more towering anger and wild joy. Angry that she was ignorant, completely ignoring his attack; joyful that since she didn’t dodge or avoid, wasn’t she perfectly positioned to take this heavy staff strike?

Fire light burst from his eyes as he concentrated all his strength even more intensely into this staff strike!

Whistling!

Wind sounds right by his ears!

Two people, at opposite ends of the Gean Platform, like two rapid meteors, each carrying an unstoppable terrifying momentum, crashed together thunderously!

“Clang!”

Too fast for reaction, impossible to see clearly.

In the venue, only this dull, heavy crash.

Surrounding spectating cultivators almost simultaneously let out low sighs.

Even those who had witnessed Evil Monk Shanxing’s staff power were already shaking their heads, deeply regretting for Jian Chou: “Unwise, so unwise!”

However, before the words finished, surroundings erupted in shocked exclamations!

“What!”

“Damn!”

“How is this possible—”

“Boom!”

Golden light and staff shadows all dissipated; the long staff covered with golden runes instantly returned to its original appearance. Evil Monk Shanxing only felt that the blade-back striking his eyebrow-staff transmitted the force of ten million jun!

Overwhelmingly irresistible!

Like the vast sea, comparable to mountains!

It was actually a collision of strength against strength!

In just an instant, he felt his tiger’s mouth split open, a spray of fresh blood splashing from his palm.

“Bang!”

Dust flew everywhere!

Shanxing’s entire burly body couldn’t resist this terrifyingly strange force, instantly thrown like a stuffed broken sack, heavily crashing to the ground!

Disheveled and dirty!

From staff strike to being chopped away took only an instant! Even faster and more vicious than when Jian Chou had previously “ambushed” and struck Shanxing away with her blade-back!

In the blink of an eye, only Jian Chou remained standing in place.

Everyone present completely couldn’t believe what they were seeing, nearly popping their eyes out: Insane!

This was absolutely insane!

They couldn’t sit still.

Completely couldn’t sit still.

Countless cultivators stood up abruptly at this moment, looking at the female cultivator still standing in the venue like looking at a monster—

The Deer-Cutting Blade still held steadily in her palm. Compared to Evil Monk Shanxing’s eyebrow-level thick staff, this foot-plus pointed blade looked so inconspicuous, so weak!

So much so that they couldn’t connect the shocking scene just now with such a blade!

Xue Wujiu was completely stunned at the window, vaguely remembering something; Wang Que’s pupils also suddenly contracted, shocked by Jian Chou’s power that completely didn’t match her cultivation; Bai Yin was even more dumbstruck, with only some words about that “senior sister” from fellow disciples continuously echoing in his mind…

In the venue, only Jian Chou remained calm.

As if everything she had just done was nothing significant, neither exceeding her capabilities nor surprising her.

If anything had surprised her, perhaps it was her opponent’s strength.

Jian Chou looked toward Shanxing on the ground.

This time, she had channeled power into the Deer-Cutting Blade, not as relaxed as when ambushing and face-slapping earlier. So the current Shanxing had already spat out blood, looking at her with an incredibly horrified and incomprehensible gaze.

Couldn’t believe it?

Jian Chou couldn’t help but laugh, her distant eyes faintly showing indifferent golden light. She actually directly loosened her grip slightly, letting the Deer-Cutting Blade in her palm fall straight down!

“Thud!”

The blade tip easily sank into the Gean Platform’s hard surface like piercing tofu.

Countless people were startled.

But Jian Chou only raised her finger, lightly touching her brow. A golden scale, from shallow to deep, quietly appeared. Then, like blooming flowers, the pale golden scales spread toward her forehead, cheeks, and various parts of her body!

“I overestimated after all—teaching you, why use a blade!”