bayedsolid Chapter 433 The Love and Career of the Beautiful Immortal Venerable 16
Chapter 433 The Love and Career of the Beautiful Immortal Venerable 16
A bloody, mangled object flew out of the ring like a kite with a broken string and crashed heavily onto the edge of the ring.
Everyone's eyes widened in surprise. The previously noisy arena fell silent instantly. Everyone held their breath, stared intently, and then burst into exclamations.
"Xiao Yichen?!?!?!?!"
The Qingfeng Sect members were the first to react, and they screamed at the top of their lungs, their voices so sharp they almost pierced eardrums.
Just moments ago, they were full of mockery and disdain for Ran Cang.
At this moment, only fear and disbelief remained on his face, and his eyes were full of panic and confusion, as if he still didn't understand what had happened.
Everyone present, except for Sui Si who remained calmly standing in place as if it were all within his expectations, stood there as if frozen in place, completely unaware of what was happening.
The other cultivators looked at each other, their faces filled with shock, their mouths agape, speechless for a long time.
After a long while, someone finally spoke, stammering:
"Did it...start? What happened? Why did it suddenly end?"
The members of the Qingyun Sect also looked bewildered, their mouths slightly agape, muttering to themselves:
"It's...it's over? It all happened so fast, we haven't even had time to react."
Everyone's mind went blank, as if swept by a sudden storm, and they all wondered if they were still dreaming.
The scene before them was truly unbelievable, completely beyond their comprehension.
The entire room fell silent instantly; it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Only Ran Cang remained calm and composed, strolling leisurely to Xiao Yichen's side as if taking a leisurely walk.
She looked down at Xiao Yichen, who was lying on the ground, barely alive, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt, as if she were looking at an insignificant ant.
"How come you can't even withstand one of my moves, yet you dare to call yourself a genius? Hmph, it's utterly laughable!"
Ran Cang's voice was clear yet icy cold, echoing in the silent arena. Every word was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into Xiao Yichen's heart.
Xiao Yichen lay on the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
His chest heaved violently, his eyes filled with anger and resentment as he stared intently at Ran Cang.
He never imagined that he would be so easily defeated by this unknown woman; this result was an utter disgrace to him.
Ran Cang leaned down slightly, crossed his arms, stared at Xiao Yichen, a cruel smile on his face, and continued, word by word:
"I'm a very petty person, and I always hold grudges!"
If you disrespect my master, don't expect me to give you a kind look!
In my eyes, you are nothing but an arrogant and ignorant clown.
Since you dare to offend my Qingyun Sect and my master, you must pay the price!
And this price must be paid back double!
Her voice wasn't loud, but every word she spoke carried a ruthless edge that sent chills down one's spine.
As Xiao Yichen listened to these words, his body trembled slightly with anger and resentment, yet he was powerless to refute them.
After speaking, Ran Cang suddenly stood up and coldly scanned the entire room.
Those gazes were like sharp blades, and wherever they fell, everyone involuntarily shivered.
She shouted:
"Anyone else who disagrees? Anyone who wants to stand up for him, come at me!"
I'll be waiting for you on this stage. If one comes, I'll take one down; if two come, I'll take them both down!
Today, I'll show you the consequences of offending my master!
Her voice echoed in the arena for a long time, full of domineering power and intimidation, as if the entire arena was under her control.
For a moment, no one dared to utter a sound; everyone was intimidated by her powerful aura.
Every pair of eyes stared blankly at the ring, their brains still processing this sudden reversal.
But the deathly silence didn't last long. After a brief silence, the arena erupted like a powder keg, bursting into enthusiastic cheers.
"Good! Well done!"
A burly man shouted at the top of his lungs, veins bulging on his neck, his face flushed red with excitement.
He was a disciple of the Cangyan Sect. He was seriously injured by Xiao Yichen in a previous competition and had to rest in bed for a long time before he could barely recover.
Looking back on those days when I could only lie in bed, unable to move, filled with resentment and humiliation.
His eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse with emotion.
"This Xiao Yichen is usually arrogant and domineering, always bullying us small sects because he has some skills. Today he has finally been defeated!"
Finally, someone can tame his awful temper!
He shouted as he waved his arms vigorously, unable to hide the excitement on his face.
"Yeah, I've disliked him for a long time, and now I can finally vent my anger!"
A petite woman echoed, her eyes gleaming with delight. She was from the Lingxi Sect.
In the past, the Lingxi Sect had suffered a lot of trouble from Xiao Yichen because of its slightly weaker strength.
Every time the sect went out for training, Xiao Yichen would always lead a group to deliberately cause trouble for them, rob them of their resources, and often make sarcastic remarks.
They had kept all their grievances and anger inside, but seeing Xiao Yichen get a severe lesson today filled them with indescribable joy.
"This girl is really amazing; she helped us vent our long-suppressed anger!"
The surrounding crowd nodded in agreement, and cheers rose and fell in waves, one after another.
In this lively atmosphere, the cruel survival rule of the cultivation world—the strong rule—is vividly displayed.
Those who had just been dismissive of Ran Cang and mocked her for overestimating herself now seemed to have been silenced by a silencing spell.
The contempt and mockery that had been there before were gone from their eyes when they looked at Ran Cang; instead, they were filled with awe.
In this world where strength reigns supreme, might makes right.
Only the strong have the right to stand at the top, have a voice, and earn the respect of others.
Without strength, one can only be bullied and treated as insignificant as an ant.
Yi Feng stood below the stage with his mouth wide open, big enough to fit an egg.
His expression shifted from initial shock to admiration, and finally settled into a helpless, wry smile.
He scratched his head, his hair a mess from his rough handling, and said to Ji Huan beside him with a sigh:
"Uncle-Master Ji Huan, you have to admit that Senior Sister is hiding her secrets too well!"
She usually sparred with us like it was nothing, so I thought our senior sister was about the same level as us. Turns out she was just holding back!
I was secretly competing with my senior sister, hoping to one day beat her. Looking back now, I realize how naive I was.
As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, his laughter filled with self-mockery of his past naive thoughts.
Ji Huan couldn't help but smile, and said with a wry smile:
"That's right, I knew my junior brother's strength couldn't possibly be about the same as yours."
Every time you spar with her, she handles it with ease; it turns out she's been letting you win all along.
My junior apprentice is so thoughtful; he wants you all to improve through practice, but he's also afraid of discouraging you from being motivated and confident.
Another junior disciple of the Qingyun Sect, with eyes sparkling like stars in the night sky, said with adoration:
"Not only is Senior Sister incredibly strong, but she also takes such good care of our self-esteem. She's the epitome of beauty inside and out!"
From now on, I will definitely study hard under my senior sister and strive to be as good as her.
He clenched his little fists, his face filled with determination and resolve.
"Yeah, yeah, I used to complain that my senior sister wasn't serious enough when we sparred, but now that I think about it, I was really being childish."