All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

Beneath this palm strike, Xiao Ruoching's delicate figure seemed like a tiny boat, wavering on the verge of capsizing in a tempestuous storm.

The faint-hearted had already closed their eyes, as if they couldn't bear to witness Xiao Ruoching being flattened by this palm strike.

Su Bei's hand already rested on the Qingping Sword Sheath, his eyes fixed intently on his prodigal disciple on the platform, ready to whisk her away the instant she could no longer withstand the terrifying palm force.

Xiao Ruoching stood in the center of the platform, calmly watching the palm strike draw closer and closer in her pupils. Ling Ying's teeth, stained with blood, were vaguely visible.

The next instant, Xiao Ruoching's long black hair fluttered, her aura shifting, making it unclear whether she was an Immortal or a demon.

Then, countless streams of Sword Qi lifted her. In that moment, it seemed as if all else was insignificant; only Xiao Ruoching herself remained between Heaven and Earth!

Wenren Pingxin, who was on the Elder's Platform, seemed to sense something. His eyes suddenly widened in disbelief at the scene before him as he mumbled, Is this... the Sovereign Sword? How does she know it? Could it be...

Wenren Pingxin immediately turned his gaze toward Su Bei, who had not made a single move. A profound meaning lay hidden in his eyes as his hands gripped the armrests of his seat tightly.

This junior brother of his was becoming more and more inscrutable!

In everyone's eyes, Xiao Ruoching made no apparent move at that moment, yet her long black hair danced wildly.

Then, a dense and majestic Sword Qi extended and spread out in all directions. The surging Sword Qi gathered the surrounding Spiritual Energy, its pure, domineering intent seeming to want to crush everything in its path. This was the Sovereign Sword Energy—the ultimate in dominance, the ultimate in grandeur.

A sound like a muffled thunderclap became the sole sound between Heaven and Earth.

Xiao Ruoching's eyes abruptly opened. With a single strike, she unleashed a series of explosive sounds as her sword burst forth with an endless stream of Sword Qi!

The sword hummed fiercely, the sound piercing eardrums!

This strike was devoid of ostentation, a single, pure sword blow, yet it seemed capable of cleaving the very sky asunder!

"Sovereign Sword Scripture, Sword Two."

"Mountain and River Divide!!"

One sword to sunder mountains and rivers!

BOOM—

Ling Ying's eyes bulged. He felt the omnipresent, domineering, and majestic Sword Qi surrounding him, leaving his body with nowhere to hide!

Voidness was not true nothingness but an imperceptible way to shift the part of the body facing harm to avoid damage. However, faced with this sky-covering Sword Qi, like a collapsing mountain, how could one possibly hide?

If one couldn't hide, the only choice was to meet it head-on!

BANG!

The sword directly pierced through Ling Ying's fiery palm. The next moment, his body was instantly sent flying by the terrifying Sword Qi. It twisted grotesquely as it tore through the curtain of snow and slammed violently into a pillar of the great hall, sending dust scattering everywhere.

Then, as if its momentum had not yet dissipated, after his figure fell from the pillar to the ground, it continued to slide forward for some distance.

Blood splattered across the snowy ground, a streak of crimson stretching far into the distance.

A hush fell—

The next instant, someone bellowed, "Bravo!!"

Cries of astonishment erupted!

Nearly everyone's eyes widened, their faces filled with incredulous shock.

"A Half-Step Golden Core cultivator actually won?!"

"Mountain and River Divide! This..."

"RAAAH, Sister Xiao!!"

"Terrifying... If she were truly in the Golden Core Realm, Ling Ying probably couldn't have withstood even a single strike from her!"

"Is this the power of an Innate Taoist Body? And Elder Su, who taught such a disciple, how could he be an ordinary person?"

The various Sect Elders watched the woman on the platform with grave expressions.

One Elder from Five Paths, thoughtfully looking at the sword in Xiao Ruoching's hand, murmured to himself, The Sovereign Sword? It has indeed been a very long time since I last saw it...

That single strike had nearly drained all of Xiao Ruoching's Spiritual Energy.

But Xiao Ruoching's expression remained unchanged. She covered her rouged lips, coughed lightly, and swept a cool gaze over everyone below the platform, her voice carrying an icy chill, "Anyone else who doubts my Master, come and fight!"

"Next!"

Su Bei had just breathed a sigh of relief. His hand, which had been on the hilt of the Qingping Sword, relaxed. He was about to put on a smile to welcome back his prodigal disciple who had brought him such credit, when he heard her words...

His expression instantly froze.

She hasn't learned any of the good stuff, but she's learned this from me? Learned to show off?

On the Elder's Platform, Luo Ritian watched this scene, his face turning a shade of livid purple. He gripped his teacup tightly, somewhat dazed, yet his eyes blazed with uncontrollable fury.

How is this possible? Even within Wuhua Palace, Ling Ying's strength is definitely considered outstanding! How could he lose to a woman who hasn't even reached the Golden Core Realm?

With that, he shot a meaningful glance at another Disciple of Wuhua Palace below the platform.

The man nodded, then leaped onto the platform in a single step and bellowed, "Wuhua Palace, Hu Jun, Late Stage Golden Elixir! Immortal, please offer your instruction!"

No sooner had his words fallen than jeers and discussions erupted from below the stage.

"Shameless! A Late Stage Golden Elixir cultivator challenging a woman who isn't even in the Golden Core Realm?"

"Get down!"

"Get off the stage...!"

Hu Jun, however, ignored the jeers. His thick brows were furrowed, his large eyes fixed intently on the woman before him as he waved the horsetail whisk in his hand.

This woman is worthy of me treating her with such seriousness!

Xiao Ruoching took a deep breath. Although she had barely any Spiritual Energy left in her body, her eyes remained firmly fixed on the person before her, her Longsword held ready at her chest.