All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

"Junior Sister Xiao, awesome!"

The shout instantly spread throughout the entire Cloud Array Hall.

Su Bei stared blankly at the scene before him when suddenly a DING resounded in his mind.

"Congratulations to the host's great disciple for barely comprehending the second stance of the Sword Scripture, 'Glimpse of the Dawn.'"

"Randomly receiving six thousand eight hundred times feedback..."

"Congratulations to the host for acquiring the second stance of the Sword Scripture, 'Glimpse of the Dawn (One Hundredfold)' and unlocking the ultimate form 'Fleeting Beauty of the Moment'!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining eighteen million experience points, current realm, Half-Step to Reverie."

All disciples of the Sword Sect looked at Xiao Ruoching standing on the arena with tears brimming in their eyes, their arms raised in a shout!

Mo Li watched silently, clenching her small hands tightly, her eyes reddening, her lips trembling, yet not knowing what to say.

How had this senior sister become so strong in this life? How was it possible? Why? How could she have cultivated the Sword Scripture? What on earth had happened?

Li Zijun, who was holding the big white cat, let out a long sigh, her expression downcast, with a hint of distraction as she looked at the scene before her.

Wenren Pingxin pursed her lips, her gaze fixed, looking first at Xiao Ruoching and then at Su Bei, wondering what she was thinking.

On the stands, Luo Ritian fiercely slammed his chair, his face turning ashen as he muttered, Useless, under his breath and glared intently at the disciples of Wuhua Palace, making a discreet gesture.

The next moment, the arena suddenly filled with exclamations:

"Miss Xiao, be careful!"

"Miss Xiao, dodge quickly!"

"This person is shameless! How could someone from Wuhua Palace resort to a sneak attack?"

A figure, a sneer on his lips and a chilling glint in his eyes, sped toward Xiao Ruoching.

Before Xiao Ruoching could react, a figure had already rushed in front of her. He was so fast that she could even see the light glinting off the dagger right before her eyes.

However, before the dagger could reach Xiao Ruoching, a figure in a moon crown and white robe appeared in front of her, stepping forward to deliver a kick.

BANG—

The man was instantly sent flying.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Ruoching saw who it was and cracked a rare smile, then her body went limp and she fell into Su Bei's arms, batting her eyelashes as she looked up at Su Bei's handsome face under the light and said weakly, "Master, I have upheld your honor."

She then spat out a mouthful of blood, staining Su Bei's clothes red.

Su Bei tenderly looked at Xiao Ruoching in his arms, nodded, and gently wiped her bloodstained lips with his fingertip.

Blood tinged her lips crimson.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the scene before them.

The snow reflected the white sky.

Su Bei patted Xiao Ruoching's head, gently stroking her hair.

Just then, an incongruous roar suddenly burst from the Elder's Platform, "Su Bei! You openly intervened in the juniors' arena battle! Are you challenging Wuhua Palace?"

The volume of the voice instantly attracted everyone's attention.

All in Cloud Array Hall turned to look in the direction from which the voice had come.

A sneering Luo Ritian leapt gracefully onto the arena, his eyes fixed on Su Bei as he coldly demanded, "You seriously injured my disciple from Wuhua Palace; in front of the many sects present today, you must give an explanation! The arena is meant for the competition of this generation of disciples, not a place where you have the right to step!"

As Luo Ritian finished speaking, the expressions of everyone present turned peculiar as they witnessed this scene.

Even the blind could see that Luo Ritian had come looking for trouble at this moment.

Xi Qingyi on the Elder's Platform, seeing this, although she was not fond of Su Bei, could not ignore Wuhua Palace blatantly causing trouble at her birthday celebration. She immediately snorted and said, "Elder Luo, what do you mean? This is my eight-hundredth birthday celebration!"

Luo Ritian, his hands clasped behind his back, glanced at Su Bei, then at Xi Qingyi, and said, "Elder Xi, I mean no disrespect to you! It's just that Su Bei, for no reason, interfered with the arena competition and injured my disciple from Wuhua Palace. We can't just let this matter slide! Sword Sect must give Wuhua Palace an explanation! Hmm, or is it that the Sword Sect simply doesn't take Wuhua Palace seriously?"

A hush fell over the crowd as the distinguished guests and visitors intuitively sensed something was amiss and began to back away.

Such a serious accusation was not easy to bear.

The expressionless Wenren Pingxin suddenly stood up from the viewing stands and, with a voice devoid of any discernible tone, said flatly, "Oh? An explanation? Would Elder Luo care to elaborate on what kind of explanation is required?"

Luo Ritian tilted his head back, looking at Wenren Pingxin, and then, in an instant, pulled out a horsetail whisk from his storage ring with a cold sneer, "Explanation? Since Elder Su has injured a disciple of Wuhua Palace, wouldn't it be fair for their master to seek justice for the disciple? As a fellow master, I would like to have a friendly exchange with Elder Su..."

Friendly exchange?

In a flash, everyone understood Luo Ritian's intention. His goal from the start was to battle Su Bei in a public setting to erase the humiliation he once faced in Mo City?

Empress Dongfeng Lin Jinyu's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, a look of interest on her face as she watched the scene unfolding before her.

Honestly, she was somewhat curious about just how strong this person named Su Bei really was.

Countless eyes focused on the arena, all looking towards Su Bei.

In the distance, Mo Li abruptly stood up, her cold eyes staring at Luo Ritian as she clenched the small bottle in her hand, making a creaking sound.

Outside the hall, the snow swirled.

Inside the hall, the atmosphere was subtle and tense.

At the center of everyone's attention, Su Bei seemed to ignore Luo Ritian's challenge, his expression unreadable. He simply stood amidst the wind and snow, tenderly looking at the woman in his arms.

"Master, my Sword Two was a failure, wasn't it... even though I shouldn't have gotten hurt!"

With a gentle pinch of her cheek, Su Bei then took a blood-replenishing pill from his storage ring and placed it into her mouth, whispering softly, "It already looked very impressive."

After pausing, he looked up at the flying snow by the eaves, glanced at the bloodstain on her chest, and said softly, "But do you want to see something even more impressive, a more beautiful lotus flower?"

Xiao Ruoching was taken aback, her crimson lips slightly parted as if budding cherries, her eyes puzzled as she looked at Su Bei and murmured, An even more beautiful lotus flower?

Su Bei nodded, then walked step by step towards Wenren Pingxin, carrying Xiao Ruoching. Under the watchful eyes of the eldest senior sister, he placed Xiao Ruoching gently into her arms and said softly, "I entrust my disciple to you, Senior Sister..."

Wenren Pingxin's eyes suddenly widened, as if realizing something, and she said with an anxious tone, "Su Bei, have you lost your mind? That's Refining Void!"

Su Bei gave the eldest senior sister a smile and turned around.

In the snow, his moon crown and white robes fluttered. The wind swirled the lingering snow, carrying a desolate chill. Two ice-laden parasol trees seemed to hang heavy, their branches adorned with a thousand glittering, sword-like icicles.

His hand resting lightly on the hilt of his sword, Su Bei, in the Selfless Realm, could feel the Qingping Sword trembling with pleasure.

"The Sword Two of the Sword Scripture actually has another name."

Xiao Ruoching's eyelashes trembled as she watched Su Bei, her eyes misty, remaining silent.

"Glimpse of the Dawn—its focused intent is the ultimate power, the ultimate transcendence of time. Therefore, Sword Two is also known as Fleeting Beauty of the Moment."

Luo Ritian watched Su Bei with a sneer, observing his every step towards the arena.

The air suddenly grew desolate.

The next moment, the Spiritual Energy around Luo Ritian burst forth, terrifying power shooting into the sky. The expressions of all the elders grew grave. Beside Li Zijun, her companion said faintly, "Luo Ritian has made a breakthrough, Mid Stage Refining Void. Su Bei has no chance of winning!"

Li Zijun's beautiful face smiled lightly as she gently stroked the big white cat in her arms, speaking softly, "I believe in Elder Su."

Her companion remained silent.

Su Bei faced Luo Ritian, feeling his aura stronger than before in Mo City. He took a step forward, looked back at Xiao Ruoching in the distance, and whispered, "Disciple, you have preserved your master's honor; now, let your master show you the most beautiful lotus in the world."

The Qingping Sword was unsheathed!

CLANG—

A piercing sword cry rang out!

The greenish-purple Sword Qi of the Qingping Sword soared into the sky with the snow.