Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1721
Chapter 1721: Chapter 1699: Public Challenge, Proving One's Own Strength_1 Chapter 1721: Chapter 1699: Public Challenge, Proving One's Own Strength_1 “What are you talking about?”
A Magic Cultivator disciple, unhappy with the comment, scolded sternly, “Elder Lin is a legend of the Ethereal Immortal Palace and the most likely to ascend to the Immortal Realm. How can you recklessly slander him?”
“Ahem ahem.”
Lin Qingluo coughed, beads of cold sweat dripping from the back of his head.
Was it really necessary for them to get so worked up over her casual remark?
“What's wrong with what she said?”
A Martial Cultivator, unhappy with the response, retorted, “Relying on luck to advance, without real combat power, what's the use of ascending to the Immortal Realm? Won't they be a coward when they encounter a Demon Lord or Demon General?”
“Uh?”
Lin Qingluo flicked her eyes, caught a glimpse of the disciple and felt it necessary to explain.
Her actual combat power was actually quite good.
She did not reveal her real strength at the Ascension Tournament because those people were not at her level, and it wasn't worth her effort.
“Who are you calling a coward? You guys slandering Elder Lin like this will get your just desserts sooner or later.”
Angry, the Magic Cultivator disciples banded together and argued with the Martial Cultivators.
“This is the era of Martial Arts supremacy! Martial Cultivators are the orthodoxy; Magic Cultivators should stand aside.”
“Yeah, a bunch of Magic Cultivators, relying on your little magic spells, stop showing off here.”
“If you dare, meet us at the Martial Arts Arena. If we can't beat you, we'll admit defeat.”
Among the disciples present, the Martial Cultivators were obviously in the majority, giving them a significant numerical advantage.
Their voices grew louder and louder, drowning out the Magic Cultivator disciples' scolding.
Lin Qingluo rubbed her temples, a headache coming on, and more cold sweat dripping down her neck.
Even if it was the era of martial arts supremacy, there was no need to belittle Magic Cultivators as worthless, right?
“Look, the Flood Dragon Flying Carriage is back.”
A Flood Dragon Flying Carriage sped through the void, interrupting the heated debate.
However, to everyone's disappointment, the carriage was empty. The person at the center of the disciples' debate was not inside.
“Why hasn't Elder Lin returned?”
The Magic Cultivator disciples were extremely disappointed, glancing at each other.
“Could it be that he's afraid to come back?”
“Without real skills, how can he guide his disciples in their cultivation?”
The Martial Cultivator disciples gloated and mocked them coldly.
“Master, these blind fools need to be taught a lesson.”
Little Kingfisher stood on his master's shoulder, getting angrier as he listened, his cheeks puffed up, ready to spit out a stream of sparks at any moment.
“Don't cause trouble in the Immortal Palace,” said Lin Qingluo, patting her little pet's head and stroking its fur. “Their debate has actually reminded me of something. In the Cultivation World, the strong are revered. Without powerful combat strength, one cannot command respect. I overlooked this before.”
“Master.”
Little Kingfisher grasped his master's meaning and immediately perked up. “How do you plan to clear your name?”
“Isn't it simple?”
Lin Qingluo smiled playfully and confidently, “Find out who the strongest Elder at the Mahayana Stage is in the Ethereal Immortal Palace, challenge them publicly, and prove my strength in front of everyone.”
“Great!”
Little Kingfisher cheered and jumped for joy, “Master will finally take action. Beat them until they're a flowing mess, searching the ground for their teeth. That'll let off some steam.”
“Hehe.”
Lin Qingluo laughed, patting her pet's head and teasing, “Letting off some steam suits you perfectly.”
“Hehe.”
Little Kingfisher was pleased, flapping its little wings with an overbearing look.
*
“Hey, you guys.”
With a plan in mind, Lin Qingluo took the opportunity to ask, “You keep talking about martial arts supremacy, and how great Martial Cultivators are. Do you know who the strongest and most aggressive Elder at the Mahayana Stage is in the Ethereal Immortal Palace?”
Chapter end
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