Chapter 75.4 I’m out
Pei Jing wished for the Thousand-Faced Woman to kill the Queen Mother of the West now, and then he would deal with the Thousand-Faced Woman. However, it was not possible, as the Queen Mother of the West was currently possessing Ji Wuyou. He pressed his finger against the Cloud Slayer Sword, thinking, “…Ji Wuyou, you should truly thank me.”
Even with just one face of the Thousand-Faced Woman, her power was terrifying. Coupled with the intimidation of the Azure Bird Clan, the stronger one’s strength, the greater the impact. The Elders on the stage were too preoccupied to attend to anything else. Yunxiao disciples took several steps back, their hearts filled with vigilance, sensing an impending danger.
However, the expected cries of agony and the shattering of flesh did not come. Yunxiao disciples only perceived a pure light passing by their side.
It was a pure ice-blue color, almost silver-white, cleansing the heavens and earth, simultaneously shaking their souls.
The voice of a young man, calm yet distinct, resounded from the sky as if originating from beyond the ninth heaven.
“Am I, a disciple of Yunxiao, so easily killed by you?”
The sound of a sword breaking through the air echoed, resembling the cry of a phoenix or a crane.
The sound of wind and the dispersal of the blood mist ceased.
The tumultuous scene on the stage came to an end.
Everyone dumbfoundedly lowered their sleeves.
A figure appeared on the stage.
Adorned in the attire of an Outer Peaks disciple, with long hair tied up with a straw rope, his usually carefree countenance now cold and frosty. Pointing his sword towards the ground, the light of heaven fell beside him.
A glimmer of cold light, encompassing the vast mountains and rivers.
Silence fell, and all sounds ceased.
Xu Jing was too familiar with that figure. “Zhang… Yi… ming.”
His voice was soft but carried an eerie stillness, spreading across the entire hilltop.
All eyes converged on one spot, faces turning pale.
Chang Wu remained motionless on the ground for a long time, then click—the mask fell from his face. He appeared dazed, then fearful, and ultimately transformed into anger. The previous battle had nearly depleted all his abilities—but he couldn’t let that woman live! His future would be ruined! The competition must continue—it had to continue—
Trembling with rage, Chang Wu exclaimed, “Who are you! Who allowed you to come up here!”
Disciples below the stage, recovering from their shock, shouted, “Zhang Yiming! Get down quickly! You’re violating the rules!” Amidst the flashes of blades and swords, they couldn’t even see clearly what had transpired above, merely assuming it was an ordinary competition.
The spirit of the Queen Mother had been forcibly expelled.
Ji Wuyou propped himself up with his fingers, slowly sitting up. A momentary confusion flickered across his face, then he saw the upright figure standing before him. A profound and complex emotion surged within him, whispering, “Senior Brother Pei…”
The Elders stared in astonishment but stood up as per the rules, shouting sternly, “Step down!”
“Regardless of life or death! Do not interfere! Are you defying the rules?” The oppressive aura of the Golden Core Stage Elder descended from the sky.
Pei Jing truly hated the Queen Mother of the West, but he hated the Thousand-Faced Woman even more. Slaying demons and upholding justice throughout the world—these ideals had been ingrained in his mind since he first entered the sect.
Originally, this competition was meant to lure out the Queen Mother. However, he hadn’t anticipated that she wouldn’t be in Chang Wu but in Ji Wuyou. He remained motionless for a long time, causing the disciples below the stage to grow anxious. Chen Xu’s mouth twitched slightly, but he didn’t say a word. One of the hot-tempered Inner Peaks Elder couldn’t bear being ignored and lifted his robe, flying down.
“What are you doing!”
Elder Chimei was always irritable, and the defiance of this Outer Peak disciple made his blood boil.
He struck out with his palm, infused with internal energy, intending to force Pei Jing back.
Pei Jing lifted his gaze, a chilling intent emanating from him, instantly evoking a familiar sense of fear in Elder Chimei. However, he maintained the dignity of an Inner Peak Elder and spoke coldly, “Those who do not abide by the rules of Yunxiao are not worthy of being disciples.”
Pei Jing laughed aloud, “Have you gone blind?”
Elder Chimei became furious.
The young man raised his sword, and his simple blue and white attire gradually transformed into a magnificent and spotless snow-white robe. His smile was carefree as he spoke, “According to the rules of Yunxiao, harming fellow disciples is prohibited. If you can’t even remember that, perhaps you shouldn’t be a Peak Master.”
Elder Chimei was furious!
With an angry glare, he exclaimed, “You are a disciple of which peak? Today, I shall expel you from the Sect!”
Pei Jing sneered, and a gentle beam of light rolled off the tip of his sword. Then, a starry radiance emerged, and the young man’s figure grew taller, transforming into a handsome youth resembling a jade tree.
Everyone below the stage was dumbfounded.
At the moment he unsheathed his sword, the mountains and rivers trembled. His black hair cascaded like a waterfall, his robe exuded a cold elegance, reminiscent of snow-capped mountains and a moon in the chilly sky.
Elder Chimei saw his appearance clearly, his eyes widening, as if he wanted to bite off his own tongue in frustration.
The young man’s lips curved into a smile, his voice carrying a chilly tone, yet filled with amusement.
“Tianqian Peak, Pei Yuzhi. Is Elder Chimei trying to drive me out of Yunxiao?”
Pei Yuzhi, Pei Yuzhi… This name symbolized too many things.
Silence hung in the air for a long time.
Someone in the crowd couldn’t handle the shock and fainted.
The remaining youths stared up in astonishment, their gazes fixed on the center of the arena. It seemed as if a blend of radiant sunlight and moonlight formed an unattainable figure.
Tianqian Peak, Pei Yuzhi. The world fell silent. These four words, devoid of any superfluous descriptions, were enough to stir the winds and clouds.
Zhang Yiming is Pei Yuzhi!!
This news was like a bomb that exploded in their minds.
The disciples of Shangyang Peak, in particular, felt their bodies stiffen. They recalled the ridiculous bets they had made and the various speculations surrounding Zhang Yiming. They had claimed he used connections, had a relationship with the Wenqing Peak Master, was arrogant, and that there were always people better than him.
But now, it was they who were proven wrong.
However, being proven wrong wasn’t embarrassing. It only left them in prolonged shock and deep bewilderment. Pei Yuzhi, the first-ranked on the Wentian Rankings… and he had been so close to them?
Among the crowd, the Traceless Fairy looked at him in a daze and lowered her head sorrowfully. Xu Jing’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
However, after the initial shock, someone went insane and burst into laughter. Amidst the crowd of Shangyang Peak, Xiao Chen grabbed the sleeves of others, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He slapped his thigh and shouted, “That’s my father! Did you see? That’s my father!”
Elder Chimei remained stunned and couldn’t utter a word. His lips trembled.
Pei Jing spoke, “Last time, you all were humbled by my master because of your arrogance. And now, you still haven’t learned your lesson. Are Outer Peak disciples not considered human? Get lost!”
His two words, “Get lost,” left Elder Chimei expressionless, but he was eager to leave now.
After driving away the obstructing individuals, Pei Jing’s gaze landed on Chang Wu. Chang Wu’s legs had turned weak, and he was half-kneeling on the ground.
Pei Jing temporarily ignored him and flicked his sword, causing the mask on Chang Wu’s face to crack into pieces. A sinister and hoarse voice sounded, and the once-beautiful lips on the face turned bluish-black, as if sensing the threat. The Thousand-Faced Woman wanted to escape. But Pei Jing left one side for Ji Wuduan to examine. As for the remaining part, he wouldn’t let it go easily.
He made a move, his sword striking and retracting, causing the Thousand-Faced Woman to let out a piercing scream. Then she exploded, turning into fragments.
Chang Wu’s legs trembled, his pants dampened from fear. Trembling, he wanted to retreat, taking advantage of Pei Yuzhi’s distraction. But as he stepped back, he unexpectedly ended up beside Ji Wuyou. Instantly, a deep hatred surged within Chang Wu. His gaze turned sinister, and he reached out, ready to make a desperate move to kill him. It’s all because of this despicable person’s doing.
Ji Wuyou, heavily injured, was being strangled by Chang Wu. No sound could escape his choked throat. However, in the final moment, a new flame ignited in his eyes—a flame burning with intense anger!
Chang Wu froze in place.
The Queen Mother of the West returned, revealing a sinister smile. She extended her hand, and her ꜰɪᴠᴇ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀꜱ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ꜰʟᴇꜱʜ, ᴄᴀᴜꜱɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʏ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇ ᴀꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴄᴏᴏᴘᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴄʜᴀɴɢ ᴡᴜ’ꜱ ɪɴᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ᴏʀɢᴀɴꜱ.
Chang Wu died with his eyes wide open!
After dealing with the Thousand-Faced Woman, Pei Jing turned his head upon hearing Ji Wuyou’s voice.
However, what he saw was a pool of blood covering the ground.
And within the pool of blood, Ji Wuyou slowly began to smile.
An blue light erupted violently from Chang Wu, shattering everything in its path.
Then, a figure appeared in the empty space, materializing from thin air.
With eyebrows like distant mountains, almond-shaped eyes, and vermilion lips, her beauty was unparalleled. Her black hair was elegantly tied up, and the intricate patterns of water-blue floral silk adorned her, enhancing her graceful and unique temperament.
The Goddess of the Kunlun Penglai Fairyland, her eyes now tainted with blood-red veins, exuded a wicked and icy demeanor.
She smiled ever so slightly.
She spoke softly.
“I have arrived. So this time, none of you here can expect to survive.”
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