novelraw Chapter 951 - 951 The Girl in Red
Chapter 951 - 951 The Girl in Red
Yue Dai Xianzi was extremely confident in both her appearance and figure.
Though she was not among the Five Beauties of Tushan, nor a peerless beauty of the caliber of Meng Nu'er the Heavenly Maiden of the Other Shore, or Luo Xiangling of the Luo clan.
Still, no small number of male prodigies had fallen at her feet.
It could be said that even some prodigies of imperial bloodlines, young lords and the like, would show favor toward her.
The earlier invitation from Li Jiu Ming was one such example.
But Yue Dai Xianzi harbored great ambitions and refused to settle for her current circumstances.
Her standing within her clan was not that of an imperial daughter or heavenly maiden.
So the only solution was simple: to attach herself to someone of great power and status.
And Jun Xiaoyao, not long ago, had shaken all ten great provinces with his name. He himself possessed the Chaos Constitution, and rumor had it that a mysterious immortal figure stood behind him as his backer.
On top of that, his bearing was like that of a true immortal, and his looks were peerless.
A figure like this was simply Yue Dai Xianzi's most ideal prospect.
"Among all the prodigies present, I alone am the most worthy to be taken in as a follower by the Chaos Constitution."
Yue Dai Xianzi swept her beautiful eyes lightly across the plaza.
There were quite a few outstanding individuals among them, but few could stand shoulder to shoulder with her.
Besides, generally speaking, the chances of someone of the opposite sex being taken as a follower were somewhat higher.
After all, the followers of certain prodigies also served roles akin to that of a concubine.
Shortly after, some academy disciples began selecting their followers.
Li Jiu Ming, wearing a sullen expression, also selected a few female followers.
But clearly, none of them were of the same caliber as Yue Dai Xianzi.
And as Jun Xiaoyao continued to delay his arrival, some of the prodigies in the plaza were quietly growing anxious.
Even if one had no chance of being chosen by Jun Xiaoyao, simply catching a glimpse of this Chaos Constitution holder would be worthwhile.
After all, it was a constitution that appeared only once in countless ages, and many people had never seen one in their entire lives.
Yue Dai Xianzi remained perfectly calm, standing on the ground like a blue celestial bloom.
A small clearing had formed around her, as no one dared to encroach upon Yue Dai Xianzi's space.
Yet within the tightly packed crowd.
A thin, dirty young girl was being jostled and squeezed.
She was a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years of age.
She wore a red dress that had grown somewhat dirty and tattered, and her hair was disheveled, falling over her eyes and part of her cheeks.
But looking closely, one could see that the girl's face was covered with twisted, grotesque scars that writhed like centipedes.
They looked like some kind of vicious cursed markings.
Not only on her face, but the slender arms and legs she had exposed were also covered with these same scars.
It was an appearance that was deeply unsettling to behold.
"What the hell, scared the crap out of me, where did this ugly girl come from, get lost!"
"She reeks, filthy thing, move it!"
The surrounding prodigies, upon seeing the red-clad girl with her disfigured face, all showed expressions of disgust.
They sent a surge of spiritual power through their bodies, blasting the girl away.
The girl was sent flying and ended up tumbling down right beside Yue Dai Xianzi.
After all, the only open space nearby was around her.
"It hurts!"
The girl cried out in pain, and the centipede-like grotesque scars on her face and body writhed as though they were alive.
Ugh...
The girl could not hold it back and vomited, and some foul filth splattered onto the hem of Yue Dai Xianzi's skirt.
Dead silence...
The crowd of prodigies around them all froze.
That girl had actually vomited on Yue Dai Xianzi's skirt.
"Hm?"
Yue Dai Xianzi's expression first went blank, then turned ice cold in an instant.
She had deliberately dressed herself with exquisite elegance and opulent beauty in order to catch Jun Xiaoyao's attention.
And now this filthy, ugly girl had actually vomited on her.
"I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
The girl shrank into herself, enduring the pain, her voice trembling slightly.
In the Yiyu realm, a place of strict hierarchy, this was absolutely an offense punishable by death.
Yue Dai Xianzi sent a surge of spiritual power to cleanse the filth, but her expression grew even colder.
With a loud bang.
The girl was sent flying, spitting blood from her mouth.
The surrounding crowd of prodigies watched as though it were a show, without even a trace of pity in their eyes.
A beggar girl like this was, in their eyes, lower than even the slave races.
They would consider it dirty to crush her underfoot.
"That ugly girl must be dead by now, right?"
"Yue Dai Xianzi's cultivation is at the Saint King level. With a strike like that, the girl is probably done for."
Some gazes drifted over.
Yet, to everyone's surprise, the red-clad girl's body trembled, and she struggled to pull herself up from the ground.
Covered in blood, filth, and dust all mixed together, she was a wretched and repulsive sight.
"She's not dead?"
The crowd was utterly stunned.
Yue Dai Xianzi was a Saint King. A casual surge of her spiritual power was more than enough to kill this beggar girl a million times over.
And yet she was still alive?
"Hm?"
Yue Dai Xianzi was also taken aback, and her breathtaking face turned as cold as frost.
A casual strike, and she couldn't even kill a beggar. This was damaging to her reputation.
Yue Dai Xianzi stepped slightly closer to the red-clad girl, furrowed her delicate brows, raised a hand to cover her nose, and said coldly, "You survived one strike from me and still haven't died. Don't tell me you're also here to become a follower?"
"Hong Yi... Hong Yi wants to catch a glimpse of the Chaos Constitution lord..."
The girl named Su Hongyi, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, endured the pain and said weakly.
Though she was nothing more than a wandering beggar.
She had heard many people speak of Jun Xiaoyao.
With the strength of one person alone, he had swept through all the heavenly kings, and even the young lords of imperial clans trembled before him.
That peerless and unrivaled bearing had filled Su Hongyi with longing.
So after learning that the Heaven's Chosen Grand Assembly had begun, she had made her way here through a long and winding journey.
As long as she could catch even a distant glimpse of Jun Xiaoyao and admire his bearing, she would be content.
"What, admire the Chaos Constitution?"
"Hahaha, that's hilarious, a lowly beggar thinks she can admire the glory of the quasi War God."
"Exactly, it's absolutely laughable!"
The crowd burst into uproarious laughter upon hearing this.
They looked at Su Hongyi as though watching a clown.
Yue Dai Xianzi's lips also curled slightly, forming a faint cold sneer.
"The glory of the Chaos Constitution lord is not something a lowly beggar like you has the right to admire."
"I am the one worthy of following the Chaos Constitution, of standing by his side."
Yue Dai Xianzi extended her slender jade fingers, spiritual power gathering at their tips, and drove them straight toward the center of Su Hongyi's brow!
No one showed pity.
No one showed sympathy.
Even the gazes held nothing but cold indifference and the look of spectators watching a show.
This was the iron law of the Yiyu realm: survival of the fittest, only the strong endure.
Su Hongyi felt tired.
Her whole body was wracked with pain and suffering.
Perhaps dying like this wouldn't be so bad.
And yet...
Whoosh!
A streak of spiritual power tore through the air, blocking Yue Dai Xianzi's strike.
"Who's there?"
Yue Dai Xianzi frowned.
Her gaze swept over, and her beautiful face instantly froze, her heart beginning to race.
In the distance, several figures came treading through the air.
Tushan Wanwan, Tushan Chunchu, and Fei Qingxue were all among them.
They had not come to take on followers, but had accompanied Jun Xiaoyao to watch the spectacle.
At the forefront, Jun Xiaoyao was clad in white robes that outshone the snow, gliding through the void.
An immortal aura flowed from him, transcendent and otherworldly.
His features seemed to have a mist drifting across them, yet one could still vaguely make out a face of peerless, breathtaking beauty.
Within his eyes, the light of chaos swirled, unfathomably deep, as though capable of seeing through all things.
He looked toward the dirty and wretched red-clad girl, a flicker of surprise in the depths of his eyes.
"That strange feeling again. Could it be that she is also..."