Why are you crying when I've severed ties? The fake heiress is leading a new sect to new height

Chapter 110 She's just using her position for personal revenge~
However, two figures swiftly shot out from the high platform.

Lingxiao Zhenren arrived gracefully, and before the flames could engulf Bai Mumu, he gently waved his sleeve, and the spreading sea of ​​fire immediately dissipated.

Such an attack was still as weak as an ant in the eyes of Lingxiao Zhenren, who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

The furrowed brows of Master Lingxiao revealed his anger at that moment.

After his attack dispersed the sea of ​​fire, he did not stop but continued to rush towards Shen Sangruo, knocking her straight to the ground.

A sharp pain shot through her chest, and Shen Sangruo took a deep breath before managing to get up.

Fortunately, she used her spiritual power to defend herself in time, so her injuries were not too serious.

Meanwhile, Bai Mumu, overwhelmed by fear and severe injuries, had completely fainted. Shen Daochen, with a look of deep concern, enveloped her with his spiritual power, stabilizing her condition.

Although she had anticipated this scene, Shen Sangruo still felt a little regretful.

Unfortunately, in order to successfully leave the Flying Cloud Sect, she had to spare Bai Mumu's life.

If it weren't for the fact that Shen Daochen and Lingxiao Zhenren wouldn't let her go if Bai Mumu were dead, she would have truly wanted to kill Bai Mumu.

But this match, no, it should be said that it was a one-sided crushing defeat, which made her feel really good.

This can be considered as revenge for the slander against her and the act of pushing her into the lava.

The Flying Cloud Sect disciples watching the battle nearly popped their eyes out.

Shen Sangruo attacked Bai Mumu very quickly. In just a few minutes, how did the situation escalate to the point where Shen Sangruo was unstoppable and Bai Mumu's life was in danger?
Feng Heyun and Wen Xuan were so shocked by this sudden turn of events that their breaths almost froze.

Especially when he saw Bai Mumu about to be engulfed by the flames, his heart seemed to stop.

"Junior Sister!" the two shouted anxiously, then disregarded the rules of the competition, leaped onto the competition platform, and ran towards Bai Mumu.

Luo Chu was also somewhat anxious, but he was much calmer than the other two, and then jumped onto the competition platform.

Lu Shiqing's expression remained almost unchanged as he followed the three onto the competition stage.

He walked towards Bai Mumu, but beneath his slightly furrowed brows, his eyes were fixed on Shen Sangruo.

"Sect Master Shen! How is Junior Sister?" Feng Heyun was extremely anxious.

He was still amazed by the few blows Shen Sangruo had made and marveled at the changes in her, but he never expected that Shen Sangruo would kill Bai Mumu in the next moment.

On one hand, there's his favorite junior sister, and on the other hand, there's his former fifth junior sister whom he wants to win back.

Now, in this situation, whose side should he help? He's so worried.

In the past, he would have definitely sided with Bai Mumu and harbored resentment towards Shen Sangruo, but now, for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to feel any resentment towards Shen Sangruo.

Wen Xuan hurriedly stepped forward to take Bai Mumu's pulse. After learning that Bai Mumu was in extremely poor condition, he looked up at Shen Sangruo in disbelief.

The chaotic scene here contrasted sharply with Shen Sangruo's calm expression in the distance.

She casually brushed the dust off the feather fan and met Wen Xuan's gaze with unhurried ease.

The same look in his eyes, as if he were looking at a stranger.

Lately, Wen Xuan has been having nightmares, in which Shen Sangruo always looks at him with the same eyes she has now.

Wen Xuan felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, and forgot about the thought of questioning him, he hurriedly looked away.

Instead, he took out several bottles of medicine from his storage bag to protect Bai Mumu's heart meridian.

Her lowered eyes were filled with complex emotions. The elders of the Flying Cloud Sect's Medicine Pavilion also arrived one after another. Seeing the critical situation, they hurriedly took Bai Mumu back to the Medicine Pavilion for treatment.

After Bai Mumu was taken away, Shen Sangruo undoubtedly became the focus of everyone's attention.

Shen Sangruo seemed to still feel that the scene wasn't chaotic enough, or that Shen Daochen and Lingxiao Zhenren weren't angry enough, and spoke up:

"Why are you all looking at me like that? The contest of strength is over, and I have won."

She looked at Shen Daochen and smiled, "Uncle-Master, it's time to announce that the position of Young Sect Master belongs to me."

Upon hearing this, Shen Daochen's chest heaved violently, and his expression was distorted with rage.

She can actually laugh?!
He shouted, "You unfilial daughter! How could you kill your own sister?! How could you be so ruthless in your pursuit of the position of young sect leader?!"

The thought of Bai Mumu being covered in injuries and unconscious made Shen Daochen's heart tremble. Seeing Shen Sangruo's "heartless" appearance only fueled his anger.

"Your sister's life hangs in the balance because of you, yet you only care about the position of young sect leader. How could I have raised such a cold-blooded and ruthless daughter?!"

“If it was for the position of young sect leader, you could have stopped after defeating Mu Mu the first time.” Master Lingxiao stared at Shen Sangruo with a deep look in his eyes. “I’m afraid someone hates her so much that they want to take this opportunity to settle a personal score.”

Shen Sanruo applauded Lingxiao Zhenren in her heart. He had made countless malicious assumptions about her, and this time he finally guessed correctly.

She's deliberately using her position to settle a personal score.
For a time, the Flying Cloud Sect disciples watching the battle were all discussing how vicious and unforgivable she was.

It was as if another round of condemnation had been launched against her.

"You unfilial daughter, you maliciously injured your sister, do you know your crime?" Shen Daochen gritted his teeth, his overwhelming anger pressing down on Shen Sangruo.

However, Shen Sanruo just smiled faintly, as if she did not see his anger. "What you said, Uncle, is unreasonable. Once you step onto the competition stage, it is a matter of life and death. How can you say that you were maliciously injured?"

"Moreover, I remember that the rules for the Young Sect Master's strength competition only stated that he should do his best to win, and there were no other provisions."

"Just now on the dueling stage, Junior Sister Bai never admitted defeat. Shouldn't I continue the fight?"

"If we follow what Martial Uncle says, wouldn't that mean everyone in the sect who gets injured in a competition can sue the other party for 'malicious injury'?"

Shen Sangruo asked indifferently, but every word she said made sense.

Everything she did was within the rules.

It's common for disciples of the Flying Cloud Sect to get injured during sparring matches. In the dog-eat-dog world of cultivation, how can one avoid getting hurt?

Her words not only left Shen Daochen and Lingxiao Zhenren speechless, but also silenced the previously noisy Flying Cloud Sect disciples.

That seems to make sense.

That makes sense, but they just felt that Shen Sanruo shouldn't have been so harsh on Bai Mumu.

While Shen Daochen was still pondering how to refute her statement, she spoke again, even throwing the question back at Shen Daochen, bringing up the faults between him and Lingxiao Zhenren.

"I haven't even asked my martial uncle and Master Lingxiao yet. The competition isn't even over, and you two have already interfered with it. What's the reason for this?"

"Does this mean that the sect leader and peak master can disregard the sect's rules?"

When he celebrated Bai Mumu's birthday last time, Shen Daochen had already experienced the "charm of language" of Shen Sangruo. This time, he was once again rendered speechless by her impeccable rhetoric.

When did she become so eloquent?

“I won the contest of strength, so my martial uncle should grant me the right to choose treasures from the Treasure Pavilion.”

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