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Mingling began to emit a series of sword lights behind him, with countless swords arranged in formation. The power of the formation was not to be underestimated. As the shadows of the swords and blades flashed by, I saw him finally release his grip.
This move was clearly more powerful than my Moonlight Swordsmanship, but for some reason, he let go at the critical moment.
Is he letting me have my way?
I don't need this kind of concession. It's disrespectful to me and even more disrespectful to himself.
Ordinary people's cultivation is difficult to achieve great success. This competition within the sect only happens once every five years. The opportunity is so rare, yet he actually let me win at the last moment.
Although I don't know why he did this, I hope it's not because of our previous relationship in the mortal realm. Besides, I have already changed my appearance, so he shouldn't recognize me now.
I have always wanted to have a good fight with him. Since I met him in the mortal world, except for the Taoism I practiced at Qing Lan Peak, which was taught by Zhuohua, most of my other martial arts and scriptures were taught by him, which inevitably made me competitive.
Both he and I have entered the top five, and the peaks where we are located have also become the main peaks.
Zhuohua saw the result and was ecstatic, pulling me aside to say that he wanted to host a grand banquet to entertain me.
The other elders, after watching the match between me and Mingling, also had an indescribable look, as if they didn't believe I could defeat Mingling.
But Mingling seemed indifferent. After forcefully receiving my swordsmanship, he still stood on the field with his injuries to congratulate me on my victory.
Seeing his severe injuries, I didn't know what to say, so I just said politely, "Thank you, senior brother, for your concession."
After this game, my reputation within the sect instantly soared, and wherever I went, I could hear people talking about me.
It's just that some people are saying that the new junior sister from Qing Lan Peak defeated the top disciple of the sect leader, Immortal Lord Mingling.
Every time I hear this, I can't help but laugh.
A mortal who practices the Dao is actually called Immortal Lord. This is somewhat of an exaggeration by you people. Although he is indeed stronger than me, he should not be called Immortal Lord.
Because of the title of the head disciple, a handsome appearance, and a good cultivation aptitude, these fellow cultivators called him Immortal Lord. I see that the cultivation world is not much nobler than the mortal world. Wherever people go, the despicable habit of seeking favor and going along with the trend never changes.
Perhaps it was because I promised Mingling during the competition, now everyone in Yu Tai has started to praise me.
I feel like I'm being watched by this group of people everywhere, and I really can't stand this kind of attention. It's even more uncomfortable than when I was in the Realm Palace.
I've changed my appearance again, this is the second face I've changed to.
Just a few days after the competition, Qing Lan Peak has just become the main peak, and the sect leader has already issued a mission.
The top five disciples of this competition are ordered to go down the mountain to eliminate demons near Luoyang City.
It's a good thing to be able to return to the mortal world, and it's a great opportunity to gain more knowledge. I'm very willing to agree, but if Mingling is on this journey, then it's a different story.
The other four of us didn't agree on a date, so I left first.
The leader made an agreement with us for a three-month period. Regardless of the time, it would be a good thing to rid the people of the demon's harassment as soon as possible.
I set off one night early, leaving Yu Tai alone.
The entrance to the mortal realm and the cultivation realm was unobstructed all the way, and I didn't encounter any obstacles. It was only when I was about to step into the gate of the mortal realm that I realized there was an extra person behind me.
Mingling has arrived.
The immortal pressure on his body is different from when I first encountered it, but it still gives me a familiar sense of power. Apart from Mingling, I can't think of anyone else who could make the boundary gate emit such pressure.
Sure enough, it's him.
Following behind me all the way, yet always ahead of me, removing the demons and monsters along the way for me. No wonder my journey has been so smooth, as I have never encountered any demons or monsters.
He seems quite constrained, only saying to me, "Junior Sister, we are not setting off until tomorrow. It's not good for you to leave today."
"What's wrong?" I stared at him with cold eyes.
He seemed anxious, his words a bit hurried.
"Not greeting anyone, how will you handle encountering a powerful demon alone?"
"What to do? Of course, kill it." I shrugged it off, no longer engaging in conversation with Mingling, simply bypassing him and heading in the direction of Luoyang City.
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