Dual Cultivation: I Summon Villainesses of Mythic Era

Chapter 93: Little let the adults talk and go play somewhere else...

*Dao Era, Upper Realm, Supreme Dao Sect...*

The domain of the Supreme Dao Sect, the most powerful organization in the Upper Realms...

Under a sky of pure azure, where cascades of spiritual water fell from floating peaks forming permanent rainbows.

At the summit of the highest mountain, the meeting hall, of a titanic dimension capable of accommodating hundreds of cultivators, with a majestic combat arena at the center to designate the heir of the sect leader.

The air there was so saturated with celestial Qi.

Unlike the previous trials that took place in the Night Cloud Mountains infested with Rakshasas, this final had been simplified into a duel of pure power in front of the assembly of Elders.

Xia Fei, the little sister of the patriarch of the immortal Xia family, was seated on one of the elevated platforms reserved for high dignitaries.

Her beauty, a perfection of features enhanced by her deep blue eyes, attracted many gazes, just like her silhouette wrapped in a robe that highlighted a generous chest and harmonious hips.

However, Elder Xia’s mind was not turned toward the ceremony. She was observing Xuan Ling, BaiShe’s sister, who was outrageously dominating the arena with a martial grace conferred by her immortal Qilin lineage.

Ling’er wielded her spear with a disconcerting fluidity, her golden eyes shining with a cold determination.

Xia Fei could not help but wonder where BaiShe was. She had heard that he had returned to the Upper Realms, but he had never presented himself at the pavilion. She felt a growing worry, fearing that his dantian, which she still believed to be fragile, had suffered new damage.

’ I should go see him as soon as the festivities end,’ she thought, not wanting anything to happen to him.

While Xuan Ling was preparing to deliver the final blow to completely master her opponent, a shrill whistling tore through the Qi-saturated atmosphere.

A gigantic staff, the Celestial Pillar, fell from the sky and planted itself with violence right in the middle of the arena.

The impact was such that the tiles flew into pieces, creating a crater of dust and debris. The surprise was total among the spectators.

" Who could be crazy enough to interrupt a fight that would designate the heir of Pangu?"

Xia Fei sighed heavily, nervously adjusting her robe on her knees.

She had a pretty good idea about the identity of this troublemaker. A silhouette then landed with provocative lightness in the center of the arena, right next to the staff. Ling’er frowned her delicate eyebrows, her spear crackling with golden lightning.

" Who is this ?"

The stranger, a young man with an athletic and agile stature, had flamboyant golden blond hair that was completely disheveled. His amber eyes fixed the assembly. He touched the imposing staff which, under the stunned gaze of the crowd, instantly became a normal-sized combat staff again.

" Yo, Master Pangu it’s been a while, " he said with casualness.

Pangu, the sect leader whose overwhelming presence and snow-white hair usually imposed a respectful silence, simply rubbed his temples, a sudden migraine seeming to assail him at the sight of the newcomer. The black headband that hid his eyes could not mask his annoyance.

" Who are you ? " asked Ling’er again, the tip of her spear pointed at the intruder.

" The Saint Equal to Heaven... " replied the young man with a carnivorous smile that revealed his white teeth.

" Huh? " the princess of the Xuan family let out, disconcerted by so much arrogance.

" Wukong, you have come to disrupt this ceremony. I should punish you, " intervened Pangu, his voice resounding with authority.

" Well, Master. I figured there was the ceremony, and as the legitimate successor, I think it’s my duty to gauge the future generation, " retorted Sun Wukong while stretching his muscular arms, his golden and red tunic open on his chest.

An Elder of the sect stood up, his face congested with anger. " Sun Wukong, don’t cause trouble. You may be talented but "

Instantly, the young master of the hidden Sun family disappeared, leaving behind only a trail of anarchic energy. Before anyone could react, the Elder’s face violently met the sole of Wukong’s foot who had just appeared in front of him.

" In the sky and on the earth, no one gives me orders, pathetic old man, " spat Wukong with contempt.

Everyone was extremely surprised. Not only had he attacked an Elder, but at only 100 years old, he had already reached Divine Cultivation and was a 9th stage Overlord.

" Insolent youth! I want to correct you for your father ! "

The Elder got up with difficulty, his Qi boiling with helpless rage, and Wukong was already preparing to slap him again to teach him respect.

It was then that a silhouette with blue hair interposed with supernatural fluidity, seizing the rebel’s wrist before the blow could land.

" You sure know how to make flashy entrances, Sun Wukong... " murmured Xia Fei, her Supreme Deity aura stabilizing the tension in the air.

Sun Wukong smiled, his amber gaze devouring Elder Xia’s curves. " And you Elder Xia you are still so ravishing~. "

" What exactly did you come here to do? I thought the position didn’t interest you ? " she asked while releasing her grip, aware that the agitation of the Saint Equal to Heaven was not motivated by political ambition.

Wukong made a graceful jump backward and landed again in the center of the arena. " Indeed, I don’t want to cause trouble, I just want to face this BaiShe... Where is he ? " he asked, his staff spinning between his fingers.

" BaiShe ? What do you want from him ? " immediately asked Xuan Ling, whose hostility toward her brother did not prevent a curiosity tinged with suspicion.

Wukong swept the air with a negligent hand, not granting her more importance than a passing servant. " Little let the adults talk go play somewhere else... "

" How dare you ! " exploded Ling’er.

The princess’s spear crackled violently with golden energy. Without warning, she attacked.

< Way of the Spear : Golden Lightning >

She lunged with a speed that surprised even the Elders. Wukong dodged at the very last moment with a millimeter-precise movement of his torso, then turned to face the young woman.

" But the little one has some spirit... Who are you ? In my time they were all wimps, " he commented, a gleam of amusement replacing his usual boredom.

Pangu took a step forward, ready to intervene to stop this duel that threatened to destroy the sect’s arena.

But Xuan Ling, whose golden eyes now shone with cold fury, gave him an imperious sign not to get involved. Her honor did not allow her to let such an insult pass.

She took her stance, her spear emitting a vibration so high that it made the marble tiles tremble.

It seemed that the princess of the immortal Xuan family was really going to fight the untamed rebel of the Sun family.