Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

"So what? Little medicine cultivator," Yu Xintang chuckled, "The world has long suffered from the bitterness of medicine cultivators. Killing you would be doing a service to the people."

"Kill me? Aren't you afraid of choking on your own saliva if you keep spouting nonsense?"

Yu Xintang sighed softly: "Through wind and rain, I'll be waiting for you at the execution platform."

"you!"

Shen Chunri glared at him fiercely, and when they looked at each other, it was like sparks flying.

Sure enough, these two are still the same. After half a year of seclusion, they have only improved their spiritual power level, and their brains haven't grown at all.

It's abnormal if they don't start arguing within three sentences of meeting.

Feng Jilan's forehead started throbbing again.

Just as the two were about to draw their swords, suddenly a hand reached out and grasped the fingertip of Shen Chunri's finger pointing at Yu Xintang.

Nie Zhao slowly stepped in front of her, his expression calm: "What kind of skill is it to bully a medicine cultivator? I'll fight you."

Xie Weixing and Tan Suiting also rushed over from Hanxin Lake, just in time to witness this scene.

"Yo." Xie Weixing crossed his arms. "M's spring has arrived. You'll be satisfied with being beaten by the Nascent Soul Realm senior sister, Young Master Yu."

Once Feng Jilan confirmed that his disciple was alright, he turned and left without hesitation.

If you want to fight, let them fight.

Now that Shen Chunri had someone backing her up, she jumped up from behind and hugged Nie Zhao, saying, "Hmph, come on, come on? You don't dare!"

Yu Xintang shouted, "Hey! What are you doing, Nascent Soul cultivators getting involved!"

He had just broken through to a higher realm and was itching to get his hands dirty, but his mind was perfectly fine.

Nie Zhao definitely can't win; who would be crazy enough to fight a Nascent Soul Realm sword cultivator with a top-grade Phoenix Fire Spirit Root?

Yu Xintang turned to look at Tan Suiting, raising an eyebrow slightly: "Little Tan? How about a fight?"

Tan Suiting looked at him, about to agree.

"What kind of skill is it to bully my Dragon Prince?" Xie Weixing stood in front of him, tilted his head slightly, and smiled brightly. "I'll teach you a lesson."

"Xie Weixing, we're all from the same sect, do you have to be so biased?" Yu Xintang raised an eyebrow, her words faster than her brain. "Anyone who didn't know better would think Tan Suiting was your childhood sweetheart, you're protecting him like this."

The phrase "childhood sweetheart" left everyone present stunned.

After a moment of silence.

Yu Xintang chuckled awkwardly, "Uh... I didn't mean that..."

Tan Suiting had already silently drawn his sword.

"Tsk," Nie Zhao frowned and raised his hand to stop him, "This is the back mountain. If you want to fight, go somewhere else to fight."

Indeed, as long as you have a dream in your heart, anywhere can be a battleground.

"Alright." Yu Xintang looked at Tan Suiting, raising her chin provocatively. "Shall we go? To the execution platform?"

Tan Suiting coldly replied, "Fine, I'll leave then."

Shen Chunri's lips twitched: "Are you all violent maniacs?"

Is there a stick of incense left after breaking through to the next realm?

"In that case," Nie Zhao said, "Xiao Long will fight Xin Tang."

"As for you," she turned her head to look at Xie Weixing, and slowly snorted, "If you're so eager to make a move, then let your senior sister see what you're capable of."

Xie Weixing: ?

If you're itching to hit me, just say so.

*

Red ribbons fluttered on the execution platform. At the foot of Fenghua Sect Mountain was where the villagers lived, and the mountain was also covered with trees and grass, offering beautiful scenery all year round.

Located on the dome of the Hall of Longevity, this place is torn apart by fierce winds, scattering colorful petals all over the ground, which is extremely beautiful. The flags flutter in the wind, and looking into the distance, it seems that you can touch the clouds.

The drums beat incessantly.

Countless disciples, both inner and outer, rushed to witness the spectacle of the personal disciple's arrival. Feng Jilan sat on a high platform, drinking tea, while Feng Yu sat beside him, slowly playing with a string of Bodhi beads.

They also came to watch.

Watching kids fight in broad daylight is something I can do anyway.

The long-bearded old man stood to the side, making a hand gesture as the host, and solemnly announced.

"The chief disciple, Phoenix Maiden Nie Zhao—"

The woman in red had her ponytail tied high, her deep red hair held firmly in place by a golden phoenix hair ornament, with the long tail hanging down her back. She wore a bright red, wide-sleeved outfit, and just by getting close to her, one could feel the temperature gradually rising.

"That's the sect's top disciple, Senior Sister?"

"Yes. In terms of explosive power, even His Highness the Crown Prince, who possesses dual spiritual roots, is no match for her."

"As expected of a phoenix maiden, she doesn't look easy to talk to."

[Attention all units, our Feng Hua Sect is about to cause trouble. F5 is about to start showing off... oh, I won't be making an appearance.]

[Make way, make way, my sister, my baby, my darling are here!]

[Nie Zhao, the only Phoenix-shaped beauty of the Feng Hua Sect, is her beauty innate? Or is she simply blessed by the heavens? A stunning beauty from her debut, she is the only one among the Feng Hua Sect's F5 officially recognized as their senior sister.]

[Beautiful. (This comment, though only one word long, reveals a hint of aloofness and nonchalant composure, perfectly showcasing Chen Shu's noble and elegant temperament.)]

[666 The comment control team is here; combat troops, please return to where you belong.]

[My God, are these comments on the live stream possessed today? What's going on?]

[They've completely forgotten about the original main characters and started claiming their own favorites, huh? I can't take it anymore.]

Xie Weixing clicked his tongue: "What a show-off, Chief Nie Zhao... I want to be Chief too."

Shen Chunri chuckled: "Come on. Try usurping the throne."

"Personal disciple, Tan Suiting of the East Sea Dragon Clan."

Tan Suiting had a cold and aloof appearance. Although his eyebrows and eyes were light, they were sharp and piercing. His eyes were heterochromatic pupils, a result of the mutation of the dragon clan's dual spiritual roots of lightning and space. They were light gold and purple like glass. He looked at everyone with a detached indifference. His lips were pale and there was no warmth or smile in them. He was born with the noble and aloofness of the dragon clan.

[Baby, baby, whose baby is this? Mommy will give you a kiss. Go play with your sleepy brother!]

[The only dragon sculpture in F5, Tan Suiting, the pinnacle of Feng Hua Sect's combat power, possessing dual top-grade spiritual roots in both lightning and space, and continuously captivating the charm of the Crown Prince—Xie Kunkun's most cherished possession of the cheeky face. Let's look forward to the spectacular performance of the [Number One Marriage-Hungry Little Dragon of the East Sea Taixu Dragon Clan]!]

[He's a cold-faced cutie, an iceberg guy, a natural airhead, a baby dragon, someone who'd rather die than live again, someone who willingly teaches him all the dragon clan's secret sword techniques, someone who, if I were to die today, would never let him bear it alone, someone difficult to serve—but that's none of your business. Tan Suiting, you'd better try not to embarrass your sleepy brother!]

[Thanks for the comments. You've all said what I wanted to say. Let's continue.]

"Personal disciple, Yu Xintang of Penglai Realm."

Yu Xintang was dressed in a brocade purple robe with dark gold sea patterns. Her long, deep purple hair was tied back with only an amethyst pendant, with a few strands of hair falling loosely in front of her forehead. She tossed her folding fan in her hand slowly, with a casual smile on her face.

The onlookers felt a chill run down their spines, sensing that there was a hidden knife behind that smile.

[I'm not familiar with this observation room yet. Is this my brother? Is it a fox, a leopard, a cat, or that squinty-eyed beauty? Is this my baby?]

[Yu Xintang, the master of Feng Hua F5's wealth, possesses both strength, riches, and good looks. A genius young master of Penglai Realm, the most respected in the realm, the strongest talisman cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, and a charmingly cunning older brother~]