Murong Sande was surprised to see Thirteenth contending against him. He didn’t want to waste time against this battle-loving fool; two fiery clouds manifested beneath him as he flew towards the mountain.
“We’re not done here!” Thirteenth grabbed an entire island and sent it towards Murong Sande.
“Boom!” Sande had to stop. His eyes turned fierce as he gathered energy in his palm to destroy the flying island.
More joined the battle, wanting to reach the mountain to grind ink for the fairy. However, it was difficult because the ones nearest would always be under attack from several sides.
Celestial Fairy continued to watch from inside the palace and didn’t stop them.
Feiyun glanced in her direction, thinking that this girl just needed a few words to make these geniuses die fighting – a true femme fatale.
By this point, even Eighth had joined the battle. Ninth and Huang Yuchang came out together to fight him.
“Just the two of you?!” Eighth wore a crimson robe and waved his hand, releasing a red wave with the faint image of a qilin.
“Raa!” A massive force came towards the two.
Ninth was at the early fifth level while Huang Yuchang had only made it to the fifth level recently. They both took out a Heaven’s Emergence talisman to stop the incoming attack.
“Boom!” The talismans shattered and they were sent flying. Their robe burned down so they suffered serious burns; their hair was left on fire as they fell down.
Just one swing took down two top geniuses.
“Fool, do you think the bloodline of a pseudo-Saint is a joke?” Eighth stood proudly as his robe fluttered to the wind, looking quite fierce.
Liu Suzi’s expression slightly soured. She closed her paper fan and stepped forward, using Soaring Lightning to reach Eighth.
However, a red figure blocked her path.
“You want to stop me?” Liu Suzi’s eyes turned cold.
“Seventh Sister, Eighth had drunk the bloodline of a qilin, you can’t stop him so I’m actually saving you.” Liu Suhong smiled.
“Don’t interfere.” Lighting coursed through her paper fan. She swung it forward and released a lighting arc.
Liu Suhong’s body dispersed into countless red flowers. The lighting arc couldn’t hit her true body.
The two princesses were quite capable on top of possessing high-level techniques and incredible cultivation. They didn’t hold back and actually tried to kill each other.
As for Feiyun, he caught Ninth and Huang Yuchang, bringing them back to the island.
“Thank you, Brother Feng, my injuries would have been more serious after the fall.” Huang Yuchang bowed his head slightly before starting the healing process.
Ninth gritted his teeth and stared up at the sky: “Can’t believe he’s this strong already, cough…”
Feiyun didn’t truly want to be involved in their competition. They all had strong backers while he was only a half-demon. It was best not to cause trouble while continuing to become stronger.
Of course, he wasn’t afraid either. If someone were to provoke him, he wouldn’t show any mercy.
Eighth was impressive indeed. He activated his vitality and an image of a massive blood qilin appeared behind him. No one could stop his path. Each palm strike sent other geniuses flying.
“Scram!” He blew Young Lord Yu away and made the guy vomit blood.
Everyone was astounded by his ferocity. How could he be so strong?
Eighth attacked again and also caused Thirteenth to smash against an island, creating a large pit.
Thirteenth flew out of the pit with blood spilling from all orifices. His shoulders were broken from the impact: “You actually attacked me, Eighth Brother?”
“Hmph, you only care about Ninth and never consider me as your brother.” Eighth said imperiously.
“But I’ve never thought about killing you before.” Thirteenth thought that this was only a competition, no need to all out.
“You’re too naive, Thirteenth. In order to be the leader of a clan, one has to eliminate all obstacles, got it?” Eighth said.
“No…” Thirteenth shook his head.
“Poof!” Eighth placed his hand on Thirteenth’s head and reduced it to blood.
Thirteenth’s corpse fell down to the ground.
“You’re too stupid.” Eighth patted his hand and sighed disappointedly.
Others were stunned – Eighth was quite brutal for killing his kins without any hesitation.
Feiyun was quite amused and actually appreciated the guy’s talents – wily and merciless. If he were the clan master of the Gu, he would pick Eighth as the next successor as well.
No one else dared to stop Eighth so he climbed up to the mountain and began helping the fairy.
Her hand began dancing in the air with wide strokes, painting a picture of the azure.
Eighth was the only one qualified to stand nearby. He helped her with the ink grinding while asking her about cultivation.
Liu Suzi returned to the island and glared at her sister on the other side: “Bitch.”
Her opponents were celebrating right now because Eighth has proven himself worthy as the number one of Crimson Territory. This enviable tale would go down in history.
On the other hand, Liu Suzi’s side had casualties – a complete defeat.
***
Older cultivators conserved while hidden in the cloud.
“This battle has determined the future rulers of this land.”
“The first princess’ side is quite fierce, especially Eighth of the Gu. No young cultivator in the southwest territories can match him.”
“The old men from the Territory Lord’s action actually like Seventh Princess but First Princess has successfully recruited Eighth. They certainly have to change their mind now.”
“I heard that this is a plan concocted by First Princess’s grandfather and EIghth’s grandfather. They wanted these two to join forces and end this contest.”
“These competitions are always bloody, only the survivors can lead the clans.”
“Yes, it pertains to the clans’ prosperity, casualties are acceptable.”
***
Celestial Fairy finally finished her painting. It looked like a scene of an immortal realm, looking animated and wonderful.
Each entity in the painting seemed to be alive. Spectators watched on in awe since it contained her dao.
The younger ones didn’t grasp it, only the big shots from the last generation. They became emotional and one spoke: “This girl’s dao is already so profound, her heart contains an entire world.”
“This painting will fetch a sky-high price at the auction house.”
“Yes, it is a priceless treasure containing a hint of the dao. Plus, it’s from her too, people will want to buy it.”
A pretty maid brought an empty scroll over and the painting was imprinted on it. The fairy then rolled up the scroll; some of her scents latched onto it.
She elegantly held it with both hands and gave it to Eighth: “This is your reward for helping, Young Noble. Sorry for the trouble.”
“It is an honor to be of use, no trouble at all.” Eighth accepted the scroll with both hands and said: “I humbly invite you to our island so that I can personally pour you a cup of wine, Fairy.”
He wanted to borrow her momentum and prestige to fully defeat Liu Suzi and Ninth’s group.
