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Chapter 347: Central Province Tyrant, Is This It? Xiao Ling'er Enters the Desert, Panic Ensues (Part
Chapter 347: Central Province Tyrant, Is This It? Xiao Ling'er Enters the Desert, Panic Ensues (Part 1)
July 5, 2024
Song Yunxiao also took action.
Through relentless dungeon-running, he had now reached the Eighth Realm.
Although he wasn't using the power of the Mystic Realm to enhance his abilities, he wasn't particularly outstanding in the Eighth Realm. However, when it came to dealing with relatively ordinary cultivators, he was more than capable.
He Qiang...
Yep, this guy was fishing!
He had set up a fishing pond and was casting his fishing rod.
Upon seeing this, the people from the Central Province were stunned.
"This guy..."
"He's going too far!"
"How dare he not give us a second thought!"
"Kill him!"
They charged towards him, determined to take down this 'madman' and unwilling to tolerate such an insult.
"Hey?"
"Hey, hey, I don't fight. I love peace, I just like fishing." He Qiang hurriedly waved his hands in explanation.
But no one was listening.
"Oh dear, oh dear, why bother fighting? There are so many of you, isn't that enough for you to fight?"
He Qiang was helpless, but they were already upon him. Seeing his fellow sect members watching him with anticipation, he knew they wanted to see him take action. With a bitter smile, he could only lift the rod and cast it again.
The fishing line tore through the air. In that instant, the hook and line seemed to come alive, incredibly agile, and entangled the four charging towards him in the blink of an eye.
They were furious.
"Does he think we're fish?"
"Break it!"
"Break, break, break!"
They roared, trying to break free from the fishing line. But after exerting themselves, they realized they couldn't... do it! Despite giving it their all, even using secret techniques and burning their essence blood, it was to no avail! Not only could they not break free, but other methods also failed, such as controlling flying swords and taking someone's head from a thousand miles away, the most basic operations of a cultivator were now useless.
As a Seventh Realm existence and a 'Great Powerhouse', he was now as powerless as an ordinary person.
"What just happened?!"
They were terrified, their hearts filled with fear.
However, before they could even figure out what was going on, He Qiang had already started casting his rod again.
They were pulled by the fishing line, unable to resist.
First, they were flung behind He Qiang.
Then, they were flung into the 'fishing pond' like bait.
The water splashed.
But soon, the surface calmed.
He Qiang, like an old fisherman, remained calm.
Underwater, there was no movement.
It was as if...
the four Seventh Realm cultivators had vanished.
Not even a single bubble rose to the surface.
"What kind of technique is this?"
Shi Hao squatted beside He Qiang, carefully observing, but he couldn't see their shadows, causing his scalp to tingle. "Where did you send those people?"
"Senior Brother, won't you save your Junior Brother?" He Qiang's eyes welled up with tears. "I almost died, so I had to use my secret card. This fishing rod skill can only be used once a month!"
During these days, He Qiang had been fishing day and night, and his improvement was evident.
He had caught all sorts of strange things.
In a nutshell...
He didn't like fighting, but that didn't mean he couldn't fight or that he was a useless piece of trash that could be bullied.
"Hmm."
"I think you're even more formidable than me." Shi Hao teased, "Never mind, I'll go beat up a few assholes too."
Shi Hao took action.
Despite his young age and relatively low realm, his combat power was impressive.
As for Xiao Long Nu...
There weren't enough people surrounding her, so she had already charged towards other Central Province Tyrants in the distance, unleashing her killing intent.
San Ye?
He was dozing off on Jian Zi's head.
It seemed he had no interest in taking action.
It was unclear if he was genuinely sleeping or meditating.
Xiao Ling'er, on the other hand, personally assisted the Black White Academy disciples.
She was mature, composed, and understood the ways of the world.
Although she could have easily defeated those ten people, she pretended to be of average strength, helping them block five opponents and allowing them to regain the upper hand. Then, she started 'slacking off.'
In the end, whether it was Long Ao Jiao, Xiao Long Nu, or the Moon Holding Sect's direct disciples...
Not a single one of them used their full strength.
In fact, most of them were just 'slacking off.'
However...
Even so, these self-proclaimed extraordinary and arrogant Central Province cultivators and tyrants felt immense pressure!
Those with insufficient strength were killed one after another.
As for the true tyrants, their faces slightly changed, but they didn't rush to take action.
"Interesting!"
A prince of an ancient clan had a slight smirk on his face, "These hicks' strength is not weak, but this is good. Let these hicks take out the rest..."
"The fewer people, the higher my chances of obtaining treasures."
"After they clear out the riff-raff, I'll take them out. How wonderful!"
Not only did he not have to compete with others, but he also didn't have to worry about the background of the killed Central Province cultivators.
How wonderful!
...
"Not bad, yes, they're all doing well."
"I'm very satisfied."
Inside the Moon Holding Palace, Lin Fan used the 'Eightfold Mirror' or 'Telescope' technique to observe the entire battle, his face filled with a smile.
The disciples' performance was commendable.
Their strength was beyond question.
Other aspects were also excellent.
For example, Xiao Ling'er's understanding of the ways of the world, the disciples' coordination and support for each other, and He Qiang's performance...
They were all great!
Very praiseworthy.
"But speaking of which..."
Lin Fan's expression gradually became strange.
"I thought that with the Moon Holding Sect's current reputation, quite a few people would recognize my direct disciples?"
"Not to mention, out of ten, at least five shouldn't have any issues, right?"
"But in reality, at least in Zhongzhou, most people don't recognize our sect's Tianjiao."
"Tsk."
Lin Fan could guess the reason—the people of Zhongzhou were too arrogant!
Aside from Shi Hao, whose fame was too great...
The Tianjiao of the other Eight Domains? In their eyes, they might as well be nothing.
Shi Hao and his group might recognize them, but so what? One of them was only equivalent to a Sixth Realm cultivator, and even with a desperate burst of power, they could barely reach the Eighth Realm. They were indeed formidable in a battle of the same realm, but if it came to a life-or-death struggle, there were hardly any Tianjiao in Zhongzhou who feared them.
At least... that was the case for now.
"Too arrogant, truly too arrogant."
Lin Fan smirked, "They don't even bother gathering intelligence on the Tianjiao of the Eight Domains. For example, they clearly know that my disciples are 'extraordinary', but up until now, they haven't shown any intention of sending someone to gather information about them."
"Tsk."
"It's really..."
"But this is also good."
Lin Fan stretched lazily, "Without intelligence, the impact will be even greater."
"In the next little while, let's see how you Zhongzhou fellows, with your noses so high in the air..."
"Experience a little shock from a 'hick' like me."
"I'm looking forward to it!"
"..."
...
"Run!"
"These hicks, they're not human!"
"Run for your lives!"
Outside the Celestial Tomb, the Zhongzhou cultivators had already started to rout, many of them terrified, frantically fleeing for their lives.
They were indeed high and mighty in their daily lives, and when facing the cultivators from the Eight Domains, they carried an innate sense of superiority, as if they looked down on everyone.
But at this moment, they were scared.
After all, no matter where you are, the probability of being an ordinary person far exceeds that of a genius.
Perhaps different places have different standards for evaluating geniuses.
But it was clear that when facing Xiao Ling'er and the others, whether they were ordinary or 'geniuses', they all seemed inadequate.
After a brief clash, they were slaughtered.
And the casualties were high.
They were Zhongzhou cultivators, they were indeed arrogant, proud, and carried a sense of superiority, but they weren't fools, they knew that if things continued this way, they would die.
And they weren't blind, they could see that these people were truly formidable.
Damn it, if they kept fighting, it would be a dead end, and they still weren't running?
"Quick, run for your lives!"
A Zhongzhou cultivator grabbed the trembling 'fellow villager' beside him, who was almost scared enough to wet himself, "Why aren't you running? Wang Teng was turned into meat paste by that guy's slap!"
The grabbed cultivator, with a face full of fear, ran away, covering his face in shame.
The scene was one of complete rout, except for a few who considered themselves superior and believed that the strength displayed by Xiao Ling'er and the others was nothing special, they remained calm and watched the spectacle from the sidelines.
"Even now, they're still calling us hicks??"
Long Ao Jiao was fuming.
We've beaten you all to a pulp, killing wherever we go, a bunch of so-called geniuses, as fragile as paper. And even now, they still call us hicks?
"Fine, fine, then not a single one of you will escape. I'll let you see the fury of a hick!"
"Heaven Subjugating Finger!"
"Earth Shaking, Sky Stabilizing, Invisible, Invincible!"
Four fingers in succession.
Long Ao Jiao was truly filled with murderous intent, ready to unleash a massacre.
She didn't believe this nonsense.
You Zhongzhou cultivators, you can't change?
When you see someone from the Eight Domains, you have to call them hicks? Bullshit! I'll make you change, or you can go to hell.
With her simple and brutal fighting style, she rarely met her match, and now, unleashing her formidable power, her combat effectiveness soared by over a hundred times.
In just an instant, she had killed them all, one finger for each, with almost no exceptions!
"Good..."
"So strong!"
The remaining Tianjiao of Zhongzhou also paled slightly.
The disciple from Black White Academy had gradually gained the upper hand against his opponent, and noticing Long Ao Jiao's strength, he couldn't help but glance at Xiao Ling'er and the others, then he smiled bitterly at Xiao Ling'er, "Daoist Sister Xiao Ling'er."
"Why do you do this?"
"If one's skills are inferior, then they are inferior. There's no need to go easy on them, otherwise, it would seem that the Academy's disciples lack tolerance." He lightly cupped his fists.
"Er... do you know me, Daoist Sister?"
Xiao Ling'er felt a little embarrassed.
She was also puzzled.
Why is it that these Zhongzhou people, when they see us one by one, almost no one recognizes us?
How is it that you, a disciple of a Holy Land, recognize us? It can't be that every random person from Zhongzhou has a higher status than a Holy Land disciple, right? Of course, it's not a fair comparison, and the credibility is low.
But... from this indirect observation, it does reveal some issues.
"Of course, I recognize you."
The Black White Academy disciple cupped his fists, "Inner disciple Zhou Shen, I've met you before."
"Thank you for your assistance, Daoist Sister."
"I've met you before." Xiao Ling'er cupped her fists.
But Zhou Shen seemed to notice Xiao Ling'er's confusion and smiled lightly, "They certainly can't all have a status higher than mine, but when it comes to arrogance and superiority..."
He shook his head slightly, a helpless smile on his face.
Xiao Ling'er suddenly understood and nodded, "I see."
But the frustration she felt was also real.
"Such a strong sense of superiority."
"Just because they were born in Zhongzhou, are they allowed to look down on everyone in the world? Are the people from the Eight Domains all just country bumpkins?"
"Hmph."
"If not for the mission from my master, I'd really like to..."
Even Xiao Ling'er, who was usually a 'good person', felt her anger rising.
Why should they?
Just because we're not from Zhongzhou, does that mean we should be treated as inferior?
Just because we're not from Zhongzhou, does that mean we should be targeted everywhere we go?
Who made these rules?!
Why has it come to this?
We're all human, with one nose and two eyes each. What makes us any different?
She turned to her five opponents, who were already trembling, and narrowed her eyes. "Fellow Daoist Zhou Shen, please take a break. I'll be right back."
"As you wish." Zhou Shen lightly cupped his hands.
Xiao Ling'er nodded slightly.
A tearing sound filled the air, followed by the crackle of lightning.
Zhou Shen's eyebrows shot up. "Afterimage?!"
At that moment, Xiao Ling'er's figure quietly disappeared.
A thunderous crash shook the air, and lightning flashed as it instantly slashed through the five Zhongzhou cultivators.
In that instant, the five of them froze.
Then...
Xiao Ling'er reappeared before Zhou Shen.
At the same time, Zhou Shen's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably.
The five Zhongzhou cultivators... at this moment, they had already turned into burning figures, rapidly being consumed by flames. The most shocking part was that even now, they hadn't uttered a single scream or struggled even once.
Clearly, in the instant they were frozen, they had already met their end.
"So strong."
Zhou Shen's heart raced as he looked at Xiao Ling'er, and he couldn't help but mutter, "It seems that after the battle at Phantom Palace, you've made tremendous progress, fellow Daoist."
"It's just luck," Xiao Ling'er smiled slightly. "You don't need to worry, fellow Daoist."
Zhou Shen's lips twitched.
Hmm...
Don't worry?
How can I not worry?
You guys are really... perverted.
He praised, "You're truly a Peerless Heaven Tyrant with a Monster-like Aura. In my opinion, with your current strength, even among the top-ranked members of our Black White Academy, only the highest-ranked ones, and perhaps even... the Holy Son, could possibly surpass you."
"You flatter me. It's all just luck," Xiao Ling'er insisted on her luck.
Hmm...
It's all luck.
"Strength cannot begets real," Zhou Shen didn't believe it.
Luck?
Why haven't I gotten lucky?
"But with so many Zhongzhou cultivators, if we kill them all here, it might not be easy to resolve the situation."
"When the sky collapses, there's always a tall person to hold it up," Xiao Ling'er looked at Long Ao Jiao.
The Long Clan? Zhou Shen pondered.
Whether his thoughts were right or wrong... that was another matter.
"So don't worry, just consider it a show for now."
"Then I'll enjoy a grand spectacle."
"..."
...
"..."
The battle gradually came to an end.
Hmm...
Calling it a battle was an exaggeration. It would be more accurate to describe it as a one-sided slaughter.
Until the last scream of agony ceased.
The four Zhongzhou Heaven's Pride, who had remained at a distance and never intervened, all smiled at this moment.
"It's finally over."
"It took longer than I expected."
"Indeed, indeed."
"However, for these hicks to have such strength is already surprising enough. They're not bad. I guess they're among the top Heaven's Pride in the Eight Domains?"
"Hehe, it seems we're all thinking the same thing?"
"What else? I've been hearing your thoughts for a while now."
"..."
"Hahaha."
The four of them laughed and said, "Since that's the case, let's make our move."
"Let's not waste any more time."
"Then let's begin."
"I choose her!" A fat Heaven's Pride charged towards Long Ao Jiao, his face filled with greed. "I've had my eye on this hick for a long time."
"Even though she's a hick from a poor place, her figure, makeup, and attire are perfect. She's even comparable to our Zhongzhou noblewomen."
"Watch as I capture her and make her my flute-playing maid."
"Tsk, Tian Bo, you're really something else. Remember, there's a knife above the word 'beauty.' If you die, your father will have no heir," someone scoffed.
"Nonsense!" Tian Bo retorted, unbothered by the ridicule. "Even if she's a hick with some strength, how can she escape me? How dare she act so boldly before me?"
"I'll... suppress her!"
Boom!
The word 'suppress' took on a tangible form! Shocking sound waves spread, attempting to suppress Long Ao Jiao.
Long Ao Jiao scowled, "True Speech Spell?!"
"Mixed with sound wave techniques, and you dare to be so brazen before me? You deserve to die!"
Damn it!!!
Long Ao Jiao's heart filled with anger.
In truth, she no longer strongly rejected her identity as Long Ao Jiao. Sometimes, she even felt quite good about it and enjoyed it.
Although she hadn't given up on returning to her male body, she no longer hated her current female form.
But...
Being in a female body had one drawback.
That drawback was her exceptional beauty and perfection.
Wherever she went, those perverts, young and old, would try to flirt with her or even force themselves on her. Although she wasn't afraid, seeing their expressions and behavior truly disgusted her.
It was nauseating.
"You..."
"You all deserve to die."
Long Ao Jiao took action, and this time, she didn't even bother holding back.
After witnessing a portion of their strength, they still remained calm and confident. Surely, they must have some ability?
Given this...
"Heaven Subjugating Divine Spear!"
Boom!
Long Ao Jiao summoned a faint shadow of the Heaven Subjugating Divine Spear.
The spear vibrated, instantly breaking through the suppression and sound wave techniques. With a powerful slash, she cleaved the air.
The halberd's might was overwhelming, as if it could split even the vast sky in two.
(End of Chapter)
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