Immortal Soaring Blade

Vol.2-Chapter 193 – End of the Show

An ethereal sigh suddenly echoed. Although it was soft and the battle was very loud, everyone in the crowd could hear it. The sigh sounded close yet far; no one could tell where it had come from.

At this moment, those with sharp eyes could see that in the sky not far away was a beautiful middle-aged woman in a blue palace dress. She had her hair coiled up and was affectionately holding the hand of an ordinary-looking girl. It was Elder Piao Wu and the girl she had just accepted as a disciple today.

Needless to say, the two of them must have come to register a peak for the girl. They didn’t expect to see such a fierce battle here. Normally, these kinds of things would be left to the senior disciples, but this was Elder Piao Wu’s first disciple, so she had to come personally.

Elder Piao Wu didn’t seem to make any movement. She held the girl with her left hand and flicked with her right hand. A drop of blue spirit force shot out and immediately formed a huge, water-blue light curtain around the crowd. This light curtain felt very solid and strong.

A bright and dazzling light erupted, making it so the crowd couldn’t see what was happening for a while. Accompanying the dazzling light was a loud buzzing sound.

It took a long time for the dazzling light to dissipate and everyone was able to see what happened.

Fu Hongling was holding the Heavenly Phoenix Sword and her dress was gently swaying in the wind. She gently moved aside a few strands of her silk-like hair, and her eyes were as calm as water.

On the opposite side, Yan Wenfei formed a sharp contrast. She was in a sorry state. Her coiled-up hair had completely scattered over her shoulder and her shawl and clothes had many cuts. Fortunately, she had a five-colored suit of armor wrapped around her, or else she would be completely exposed. However, many people still looked over at her and at the obvious gaps in her clothes. This made her look even more alluring, and many male disciples swallowed hard.

Aside from this, Yan Wenfei hadn’t suffered any other injuries. It looked like it was due to the protection from her armor.

However, Yan Wenfei had completely lost herself, and her face was pale, forming a sharp contrast with Fu Hongling. Perhaps it was because of the aftereffect of the Yangguan Three Fold, or perhaps it was because she had lost to Fu Hongling again and felt dead inside. She was completely in a daze and looked somewhat pitiful.

The crowd of onlookers could instantly tell who had won at a glance. The beautiful Fu Hongling was extremely eye-catching at this moment.

A simple sword strike had defeated Yan Wenfei, who had used her ace. With her beauty and strength, how could the male disciples not become short of breath? The gentle young man was ready to kneel before Fu Hongling.

Seeing his senior sister win, Zhao Jiuge couldn’t help but smile, even though it was within his expectations. He made a thumbs up gesture at Fu Hongling, which caused her to reveal a faint smile. This faint smile dumbfounded all the male disciples here.

The grey-haired elder looked at Elder Piao Wu, not knowing what to do. Although they were both elders, their strength and identities were completely different. Fortunately, Elder Piao Wu was here to give him some backup. Without her, he wouldn’t know how to deal with the situation. Both of them were stronger than him and had higher status. They were direct disciples, and not people he could afford to offend.

If it was an ordinary disciple, he would have loudly reprimanded them, but facing the famous Fu Hongling, he didn’t dare to say anything.

The grey-haired elder looked embarrassed and looked at the easygoing Elder Piao Wu with a questioning gaze.

Seeing the situation, Elder Piao Wu quickly brought her new disciple down and observed the situation. According to the rules, disciples were strictly forbidden from fighting all-out like this. They would be sent to the Pondering Sword Cliff as punishment.

However, both were very famous disciples, and their identities were special. This matter could be big or small, and Elder Piao Wu wasn’t sure how to deal with it. When Elder Piao Wu noticed that Yan Wufei looked like she had lost her soul, she suddenly made her decision.

Although Elder Piao Wu was also a disciple from the three peaks, she had long since risen to the higher ranks and only thought about the sect. Elder Piao Wu was always easy to get along with, and she decided to downplay the situation. When she saw Yan Wenfei’s expression, she was even more certain of her decision.

“Zhou Hongyong, take your senior sister and junior sister back. This matter is over, no need to discuss it further.” Elder Piao Wu’s serious words echoed.

However, she sighed in her heart. The higher-ups all knew about the private grievances between Fu Hongling and Yan Wenfei. In fact, both were very good seedlings, and Yan Wenfei’s strength was outstanding. Unfortunately, her opponent was the even more talented Fu Hongling. It was up to Yan Wenfei to overcome this obstacle, and no one could help her. After all, it was a problem with her mental state.

Zhou Hongyong weakly responded. He left with Yan Wenfei, who was still in a daze, and his new junior sister, Zhang Pingquan. Before he left, he looked at Zhao Jiuge. He didn’t leave any harsh words, but his eyes revealed a deeper meaning. He could not afford to offend Fu Hongling, but he could still deal with Zhao Jiuge. The three of them quickly left the peak.

Seeing the three of them leave, Elder Piao Wu looked at Fu Hongling, who still seemed angry, and smiled. “Fu Hongling, I watched you grow up and know your personality. I presume you only made such a big scene to stand up for your junior brother. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have even bothered. Now that this matter is over, go take your junior brother to enjoy the scenery of the inner sect.”

Although Fu Hongling was still a bit unhappy, Elder Piao Wu had spoken, and she wasn’t going to go against Elder Piao Wu. She nodded and arrived next to Zhao Jiuge to take him away.

Zhao Jiuge smelled a burst of fragrance, and he was already standing on top of Fu Hongling’s flying sword.

Fu Hongling endearingly held Zhao Jiuge’s hand and softly asked, “Little Junior Brother, are you happy? Was the result satisfactory?”

The gentle young man looked at Zhao Jiuge enviously. How many of the male disciples were giving Zhao Jiuge the same look? And not because he was the disciple of the Head Teacher, but because of his caring senior sister.

“I’m happy. Let us leave, Senior Sister. I want to see the Sword Pavilion Ranking.” Zhao Jiuge felt a bit uncomfortable with so many people watching him.

“Okay.” Fu Hongling nodded softly and then suddenly thought about something. She turned back toward the crowd and released her spirit force along with a faint killing intent. “If anyone dares to bully my little junior brother, I’ll teach them a lesson. I promise to do as I say.”

Then Fu Hongling said goodbye to Elder Piao Wu and left, leaving behind a stunned crowd.