novelraw Chapter 121 : Isn't That Your Disciple
Chapter 121 : Isn't That Your Disciple
The Pill Transformation Sect is the top pill refining academy in the cultivation world. If Qin Xixue could enter the Pill Transformation Sect to cultivate, it would be all beneficial and without any drawbacks for her future cultivation.
Chang Yu was naturally willing, as this was his goal.
A dual sect disciple only needs to hold the title to be cultivated as a direct disciple of another sect. Why not do it?
He took a sip of tea, a smile on his face, "Why don't we watch a bit more? It's somewhat hasty to discuss this now. If Xiao Xue can truly gain the favor of the Pill Sect, I would naturally be willing to part with her."
Chang Yu can still put on airs and be polite now, but in half a month, he will definitely think of these words, regretting that he missed the only opportunity.
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Meanwhile, on the sword cultivator side, Chu Sang was also advancing through her opponents, dominating all the way.
Without exaggeration, she was invincible below the Nascent Soul realm and not afraid of those above it either.
It wasn't until her twenty-first arena match that she finally encountered a cultivator above the Nascent Soul realm, an early Nascent Soul stage hammer cultivator.
The man had a tiger-like back and bear-like waist, built as sturdy as a mountain. The pair of tiger-crushing star hammers in his hands weighed thousands of pounds. One hammer strike could smash her head to pieces.
"Force Subjugation Sect, Hong Sanniu!"
"Lingqing Sect, Chu Sang."
As the words fell, people moved, and the battle began.
The stone hammer struck heavily on the arena, breaking the sky and raising the earth. A stone wall rose from the ground, countless sharp spikes suddenly crushing and piercing towards Chu Sang.
She pinched her fingers to form a seal, and dozens of Golden Armor Talismans floated up, circling around her to form an indestructible talisman wall, blocking this wave of attacks.
At the same time, her footwork technique activated. The red-robed young woman moved like a ghost, instantly flashing behind the male cultivator. She poured all her spiritual energy into her right palm and raised her sword to strike.
The sword intent was like wind and blade, falling on his body, but only leaving several marks.
"Trifling skill, what can you do to me?"
The man sneered. His muscles, coiled like stone blocks all over his body, once again terrifyingly bulged. A fist broke through the wind towards her, and even though Chu Sang dodged as fast as she could, she was still affected by the strong fist wind several meters away, a hint of bitterness rising in her throat.
"The Force Subjugation Sect has made quite a name for itself in recent years. A new sect established less than a hundred years ago has squeezed into the top hundred of the sect rankings, producing quite a few new talents in martial cultivation."
"I heard this Hong Sanniu is also a character, practicing both martial arts and body cultivation. Not only can he wield those tiger-crushing star hammers with great vigor, but his strong physique is comparable to ten-thousand-year-old rocks. Ordinary sword energy can't leave even a scratch on his body."
"Dual cultivation of martial arts and body is already tough enough to deal with, and he's at the Nascent Soul realm. This little girl has really met her match this time."
Dual cultivation of martial arts and body, huh.
No wonder he's so tough.
Interest sparked in Chu Sang's eyes. Coincidentally, she was the same.
Hong Sanniu turned his neck, his muscles making cracking sounds all over his body. He grinned, "Miss, you'd better surrender quickly. I don't like hitting women. With your frail little body, you can't take more than a few of my punches."
Chu Sang straightened up, the corners of her lips curving, "Such big words. Be careful, or I might make you cry later."
The big man seemed to have heard an extremely funny joke and laughed heartily. Unfortunately, the smile on his face hadn't even lasted two seconds when the young woman in front of him suddenly disappeared, flashing to his side. Then, a fist "boomed" into his face, seemingly twisting his nose for a moment.
The big man hadn't even had time to react before he was knocked to the ground by a punch.
Another fist hit him hard in the abdomen.
This punch was so fierce that even the spectators could hear the air-breaking sound of that punch. It was truly teeth-clenching.
The big man hadn't had time to get up before Chu Sang pressed her advantage, without any hesitation, punching him off the stage with one blow.
This series of unexpected punches took no more than three seconds.
The audience below the stage was stunned.
Chu Sang looked down from above, rotating her wrist. She walked off the stage with the complete attitude of a victor, "How does that saying go? Don't underestimate your opponent."
She had added ten more points to her physical constitution. Though she looked physically weak, this punch was a real critical hit.
Hong Sanniu's face twisted for a moment, and he had to admit defeat. He cupped his hands, "...I underestimated you."
He didn't admit that he had lost.
He just thought he had underestimated her earlier, deceived by the harmless appearance of the female cultivator in front of him.
If there was another chance, he would definitely not lose.
Amidst the discussions of the crowd, the Alchemy Sect elder slapped his forehead and turned to look at Chang Yu, whose face had slightly darkened, "This old man finally remembers where he's seen this girl before... Isn't she your little disciple from back then? How did she end up in another sect?"