I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 243 Sword Sect Senior Sister (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Anxianju (Peaceful Residence)

The arena battles in the plaza outside were in full swing. The sword cultivators of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect had already occupied more than half of the arena and had achieved good results since the start of the arena battles.

However, Liu Taozhi still had a furrowed brow as she sat at the table in the outer room of the suite, deep in thought as she looked at the list of Foundation Establishment disciples participating in this arena battle.

She wore a plain white dress, her long hair half-up, with a jade hairpin tucked into her temple. She looked up at the noisy arena outside the window. Although her vision had been restored, she still habitually squinted her eyes slightly, as if only in this way could she see more clearly.

Ugh!
Liu Tao sighed softly. After giving instructions about the arena battle, her master had been meditating in the room, not daring to make too much noise.

In the past, it was always the senior sister who led the sect disciples to fight in the arena or to show off their strength. At that time, she would just watch from the sidelines.

It seems like the eldest sister doesn't need to think at all to make meticulous and reasonable arrangements. As long as everyone listens to her, winning is as easy as playing a game.

Now it's her turn...

"Why is this so difficult!"

We need to consider each person's combat strength and characteristics, as well as the opponent's ability, to roughly estimate how many matches each person can last.

Based on the total number of disciples from the nine major immortal sects and independent cultivators, we need to calculate approximately how many matches we need to win to secure a place in the top ten.

There are so many other minor details to consider. It takes a lot of overall control to get this done well.

Liu Taozhi secretly encouraged herself, not expecting to be as thorough as her senior sister, but also not to make any major mistakes.

She now realized how heavy the burden on her senior sister's shoulders had been all along. She couldn't even figure out this much. How could she have had the nerve to tell her senior sister to run away together in the dream of inner demons?

If she runs away, she will truly become a burden that causes her senior sister endless worry.

"The recovery pills I brought for everyone are still not enough. I need to buy some more. I should have bought them earlier or bought them elsewhere. The price of these kinds of pills in the city has gone up a lot. I can't make the same mistake again."

Liu Taozhi had spent all the spirit stones she had brought. She looked up at the closed door of the bedroom, instinctively shook her head, and dared not disturb her master.

His gaze passed over the table and landed on Luo Qingsi, who was looking down at the cat's cradle.

The woman, who looked to be only in her early twenties, wore the same plain white dress as her, with her hair down. She had a gentle and graceful appearance and at first glance, she seemed ethereal. However, upon closer inspection, one would find that she was somewhat naive, like a child who was ignorant of the ways of the world.

Despite being at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, her eyes were so clear they were almost innocent, and a faint smile always graced her lips, as if the world's troubles had nothing to do with her.

"Uncle Luo..." Liu Tao called softly.

Luo Qingsi looked up at the sound, her eyebrows curved and her smile was gentle, but her eyes were somewhat vacant, her thoughts always a beat behind, yet her sword was always faster than others.

"Junior Sister, who is Martial Uncle Luo?"

Liu Tao sighed. Luo Qingsi hadn't realized that after her cultivation improved, everyone's way of addressing her had changed. "Qingsi, Qingsi," she thought. When would she be able to think clearly?
"Senior Sister Luo," Liu Taozhi switched back to her previous form of address, "Do you still have any spirit stones on you? I'd like to borrow some to buy pills, and I'll pay you back when we return to the sect."

Luo Qingsi blinked, then took off the storage bag from her waist that was used to store spirit stones, poured all the spirit stones inside onto the ground, and started counting them one by one.

"one two Three……"

She counted earnestly yet clumsily, and when she reached one hundred, she suddenly stopped, looked up, and gave Liu Tao a bright smile.

"I have no spirit stones!"

Liu Taozhi looked at the hundred gleaming mid-grade spirit stones on the ground, then at Luo Qingsi's innocent and naive appearance, and was speechless for a moment.

Luo Qingsi put the spirit stones back into her storage bag and tied it back around her waist, muttering to herself, "Master said that no matter what, I should always keep a hundred spirit stones on me for emergencies. I can't spend them all. If someone borrows spirit stones, I should just smile and say I don't have any..."

Liu Taozhi: …………

Just as Liu Taozhi was about to say something more, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Junior Sister Xue rushed in with a solemn expression.

"Senior Sister Liu is in trouble! The situation at the arena... I can't explain it clearly, you should go and see for yourself!"

Liu Taozhi's heart tightened, and she stood up to leave, but when she saw Luo Qingsi trying to follow, she quickly stopped her.

"Senior Sister Luo, you stay here. Master won't let you... The Sect Master needs your protection. You must protect the Sect Master every step of the way, understand?"

Luo Qingsi is likely to get into trouble if she goes out.

"Okay, leave it to me!"

Luo Qingsi carried her sword and sat down at the bedroom door.

Liu Taozhi picked up her sword and ran to the square with Junior Sister Xue.

The noise from the square grew louder and louder.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, Liu Taozhi saw from afar that all the disciples of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect had gathered at the foot of the arena directly opposite the Hundred Refinement Stele, their expressions filled with indignation.

"Senior Sister Liu is here!" someone shouted.

The crowd parted like a tide, Liu Taozhi's breath hitched slightly, her gaze piercing through the gaps in the crowd.

boom!
A figure was slammed off the arena by the giant claw of cloud and thunder, crashing heavily to the ground.

"You couldn't even withstand three moves? Aren't you ashamed? Bai Zang Valley is a bunch of useless trash. I didn't expect your Liu Jing Sect to be a bunch of useless trash as well."

Zhao Cangyun stood to the side with his hands on his hips, arrogantly cursing. He looked stupid, but in reality, he was deliberately trying to provoke Jiang Yi and attract more people to the stage.

Hua Gu's cloud-like body gracefully folded up in mid-air and floated back to the corner of the arena. There, Jiang Yi sat lazily behind a low table, his eyes lowered as he meticulously carved on the guqin, completely undisturbed by the surrounding noise.

Liu Taozhi's heart suddenly pounded violently, and her ears were ringing.

"Senior Sister..."

She murmured to herself, her nose stinging and her eyes burning.

"Senior Sister Liu!" Junior Sister Xue hurriedly grabbed her. "That's Jiang Heying, a disciple of True Monarch Danxi. She's an imposter! She deliberately impersonated Senior Sister to humiliate our Xuan Ying Sword Sect!" Liu Taozhi opened her eyes in astonishment, her fingertips trembling. She stared unblinkingly at the red figure on the stage.

Yes, Senior Sister has always preferred neutral colors; she has never worn red so flamboyantly before.
The eldest sister is a sword cultivator, she can't play the zither, and she has never raised a demon spirit. She also has a whip hanging from her waist.

Senior Sister's heart for swordsmanship is pure and untainted; how could she possibly learn such miscellaneous things?
But that appearance... can't be wrong!

Liu Taozhi took out the Yaoling Sword that she always carried with her. The crimson sword hummed and trembled, but due to the protective barrier on the arena, she could not sense any aura.

Liu Tao stared intently at the figure on the stage, her throat tightening.

In the distance, Xu Manxiu, who had just won, had a burning gaze. All his fellow disciples were waiting for Liu Taozhi's reaction, waiting for her to give them a word before they would go on stage one by one. They didn't believe they couldn't defeat this imposter.

The Xuan Ying Sword Sect's strict obedience and discipline were cultivated by Jiang Yi using modern methods, and it continues to this day.

At this moment, Jiang Yi slightly raised her eyes and turned to look at her.

Eyes facing each other.

Jiang Yi raised the corners of her lips slightly, giving Liu Taozhi a calm, almost unfamiliar smile.

At this moment, Jiang Yi, having tempered her heart in the mortal world, was as still as water. She would no longer be as nervous and panicked as before when she saw her junior sister, and would only want to run away.

She allowed everything to happen, neither resisting nor running away, truly viewing her past with the mindset of an observer, and then letting go.

Liu Tao was shaken and, gripping the Yaoling Sword, rushed uncontrollably toward the arena, but after taking only two steps, she stopped in her tracks.

My senior sister once said she was impulsive, that she always acted recklessly and without considering the consequences when faced with problems...

Liu Taozhi forcefully suppressed the urge to rush onto the stage, held back her tears, and said in a hoarse voice, "Focus on the overall situation and proceed according to plan."

Each major sect has its top prodigies. Liu Taozhi had a strategy from the beginning: in the days leading up to the arena battles, he would try to avoid these people, first ensuring his number of wins, while observing the fighting styles and abilities of these prodigies, and then defeating them one by one.

"If our senior sister were here, she would never have allowed us to be humiliated like this!"

Xue, the junior sister next to him, grumbled in dissatisfaction.

The others who genuinely respected Senior Sister were equally dissatisfied. Although they tried to restrain themselves, resentment still lingered in their eyes. Their gazes towards Liu Taozhi seemed to say that she could never replace Senior Sister.

Liu Tao clenched her fists. She knew their thoughts all too well, but she never thought of replacing her senior sister. In her heart, her senior sister was unique.

She also knew that if her senior sister were here, even if the other party was a disciple of True Monarch Danxi, her senior sister would personally go up and beat him down, thus boosting everyone's morale.

But there's only one senior sister, and not everyone has her abilities. If they recklessly charge in now, they'll fall into the enemy's trap.

On the surface, it's a battle of wits among the sect disciples, but behind the scenes, there's an undercurrent of tension between True Monarch Danxi and his master.

However, Liu Taozhi was still selfish and wanted some proof that would give her absolute certainty.

Just a little is enough.

If not, she will let it go.

If it is... she won't bother her.

After careful consideration, Liu Taozhi raised the Yaoling Sword in her hand.

"This sword is named Yaoling. Its heart contains the spirit of a fire phoenix. It once drank the blood of the demons of the North Sea and buried a heroic soul with unyielding sword bones along with the frost and snow in front of Xuanying Mountain. It was willing to be destroyed with its master at the mountain gate rather than lower its edge by even an inch to the demonic tide. Yaoling has a spirit and is unwilling to be silent."

"Our Xuan Ying Sword Sect Master has always respected True Monarch Danxi and often taught his disciples to be self-disciplined and courteous. Our disciples do not wish to provoke any disputes, but we cannot tolerate any insult to the heroic spirit. Today, I, Tao Zhi, dare to use this sword as a wager and ask for your help to knock this fraudster off the stage!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone was in an uproar.

"Senior Sister Liu, this is Senior Sister's natal sword!"

Junior Sister Xue and the others were shocked.

Liu Tao lowered her eyes and lovingly stroked the spine of the Yaoling Sword.

“The Yaoling Sword will choose its own master. Only someone worthy of it can restore its brilliance. In my hands, its final fate will be to be buried in a dark and sunless sword tomb. If this person can truly defend the arena to the end, then giving the Yaoling Sword to her will not be an insult.”

Liu Tao looked up at the person on the arena. If she really was the senior sister, then returning the Yaoling Sword would be fine.

The young sword cultivators of Xuan Ying Sword Sect gritted their teeth and clenched their fists, holding their breath in their chests. Some of them turned away and rushed to other arenas to vent their anger.

However, the older ones, like Xu Manxiu, could understand that Liu Taozhi's actions at this moment were the best thing for the Xuan Ying Sword Sect.

The disciple personally trained by True Monarch Danxi is certainly not easy to deal with. If the opponent comes to bully us, it would damage the reputation of the Sword Sect if we don't fight back.

If we fight and win, we will inevitably lose manpower and affect our ranking; if we lose, it will only be worse.

With just one person, he was able to suppress the overall momentum of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect. True Monarch Danxi is quite cunning!
Now, Liu Taozhi is using the Yaoling Sword as a wager, inducing other sect disciples or rogue cultivators to wear down Jiang Heying, and in the end, the Xuan Ying Sword Sect will definitely benefit.

Moreover, it also demonstrated the magnanimity of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect in not stooping to the level of True Monarch Dan Xi, thus gaining both fame and fortune.

The only thing lost was the Yaoling Sword.

Xu Manxiu sighed with emotion. He never expected that after eight years, his senior sister would still be able to protect the Xuan Ying Sword Sect in this way.

At this moment, Jiang Yi, who was on the stage, also had a gratified smile on her lips.

Yao Yao has really grown up; she's no longer the child who would just chase after her crying and shouting, "What should I do, Senior Sister?"

Yaoyao is worthy of the title of Senior Sister of Xuan Ying Sword Sect, and she will do so even better!

(End of this chapter)