Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

“Even though you two have said so much…” Liang Jue gritted his teeth, suppressing his intense urge to back down, and stood firmly in front of Jiang Yuetian, “I couldn’t understand a single word…”

"But I do understand what you mean—you are clearly blood relatives, yet you still turn against each other with swords drawn...is that right?"

“I have to send this coward away and then bring him back to the Jiang family—” Jiang Shengxuan said expressionlessly, his streamlined muscles bulging slightly, the purplish-black spear tip gripped tightly in his hand. “This is for the sake of the Jiang family’s reputation, for my mother’s reputation, and also for his own good.”

“Staying in that hopeless, useless academy will only turn him into a useless person. The Jiang family will not allow such a useless person to appear.”

Luo Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and stood in front of Jiang Yuetian, glaring at Jiang Shengxuan with a slightly annoyed look.

"Why do you keep calling me a good-for-nothing... I hate bastards like you who don't treat their own family like family the most."

"Moreover... that Cloud Sky Academy isn't a useless academy!"

—After all, their former captain, Fan Luokui, is still inside!

Admitting that Yuntian Academy is useless is tantamount to admitting that their Captain Luo Kui is also useless!

Furthermore, given that there was an unfathomable figure of strength within the academy, Liang Jue and Luo Xiaoyu would never have associated Yun Ping with the word "good-for-nothing."

Jiang Shengxuan hadn't expected these two people from the Northern Ice Palace to become Jiang Yuetian's shield as he retreated into hiding. He smiled with amusement, "Are you going to oppose my Jiang family?"

Liang Jue took a deep breath, her gaze sharp: "My Northern Ice Palace is not inferior to your Jiang family."

"is it?"

Jiang Shengxuan laughed again, revealing that chilling smile that sent shivers down Liang Jue's spine once more.

Memories gradually surfaced in his eyes, and his thoughts drifted back to ten years ago—to a battle that remained vivid in his memory.

"I still remember that battle between the myriad sects ten years ago. A female cultivator from the Northern Ice Palace told me the same thing back then. Indeed, she did have some strength, but unfortunately..."

"She was ultimately defeated by me, and I was temporarily promoted to the peak of the Transformation stage because of that battle. In fact, I have to thank that disciple of the Northern Ice Palace."

"I don't know if you recognize that person—"

He slowly uttered that name that everyone present knew intimately—

"Her name is Fan Luokui. If I remember correctly, ten years ago, she was third on the list."

……

Fan Luokui.

Liang Jue and Luo Xiaoyu never expected this.

In one day, he unexpectedly encountered two people who were related to Fan Luokui.

One was her fellow disciple, and the other...

He was the one who defeated her ten years ago.

Liang Jue suddenly remembered that ten years ago, Fan Luokui, who was just an elite member of the trial team, was brought back. He saw that she was still young and covered in sores, with shocking blood holes all over her body. If it weren't for Lord Yin Hanxue Bing personally taking action to save her life, Liang Jue probably wouldn't have seen the heroic captain of the trial team later on.

He remembered the countless bloody holes... the marks left by spears piercing through his body.

So, in that case...

Ten years ago, the person who severely injured Fan Luokui to the point of near death was the one standing before me...

The last time the top spot in the competition among all factions was won...

Jiang Shengxuan.

……

The complex changes in their expressions convinced Jiang Shengxuan that they knew the name.

"Judging from your appearance, you should still have a close relationship with that female cultivator named Fan Luokui. I just wonder if she survived that incident? If she did, I really want to fight her again."

Fight?

Liang Jue smiled bitterly.

He could sense that Jiang Shengxuan's cultivation had at least reached the Kaiyuan stage.

Before leaving the Northern Ice Palace, Fan Luokui was only at the peak of the Transcendent God stage, showing no signs of breaking through to the Origin stage. His cultivation level alone had been suppressed to the point of death.

That's not just the difference between the Nascent Soul stage and the Spirit Palace stage; the gap between the peak of the Transformation God stage and the entry-level of the Origin Opening stage is like heaven and earth—if they really fought, the outcome would be unpredictable.

As for himself?

He and Luo Xiaoyu exchanged another glance, both convinced of what they had to do.

run.

Fighting a cultivator in the Opening Yuan stage head-on? What's the essential difference between that and courting death?

only……

Liang Jue turned around and looked at Jiang Yuetian's dejected appearance through his helmet...

I wonder if this beautiful woman... no, this handsome man who's even more beautiful than a beautiful woman can escape his older brother's clutches.

While I was pondering, Jiang Shengxuan's rather uninteresting words drifted over on the eerie wind.

"So, you two are still going to protect my incompetent second brother?"

"To be honest, you are far inferior to that cultivator named Fan Luokui. You are so weak that I don't even want to fight you. If you leave now, I can choose to let you go and pretend I didn't see you."

"What do you two think?"

Contempt.

Naked contempt.

These words completely placed Liang Jue and Luo Xiaoyu on the scales of the weak—Jiang Shengxuan's words were entirely sincere; this was not a provocation, but rather his genuine belief that Liang Jue and Luo Xiaoyu were ants that could be easily dealt with.

For Liang Jue and Luo Xiaoyu, this was undoubtedly an insult to them, and also an insult to the trial team.

"Don't be too..."

Liang Jue had not yet uttered her words.

"Let's go."

A neutral, deep voice came from behind.

Eh?

Liang Jue and Luo Xiaoyu turned around in astonishment, staring at Jiang Yuetian in disbelief.

The stunningly beautiful woman looked at them with incredibly sincere eyes, her tone full of admonition: "You should leave; you are no match for him."

“There is no need to leave here... You have the ability to step onto the Ranking List.”

"But……"

"Let's go."

Jiang Yuetian interrupted Liang Jue.

He slowly walked forward, pushed aside Liang Jue's broad shoulder, and the veins on the back of his right hand bulged. He gripped the gun tightly, as if the magic weapon would fall from his palm if he didn't.

"This is my personal matter, and you don't need to be eliminated because of it..."

"You...go."

Sincere advice.

Liang Jue and Luo Xiaoyu stood there, stunned. They really wanted to help Jiang Yuetian, but just as Jiang Yuetian had said.

They will be eliminated, without a doubt... and they might not even be able to help at all before being eliminated.

This is definitely not the outcome they wanted.

"It seems you're prepared. Since you made that gesture to me before, you should know what the price of making that gesture is."

Jiang Shengxuan completely disregarded Liang Jue and Luo Xiaoyu's decision, and looked with satisfaction at Jiang Yuetian, who seemed to have accepted reality.

Jiang Yuetian didn't move, just gripped the gun... as if he didn't have the courage to draw it at all.

He stood there quietly, like a fish out to be slaughtered.

silence.

This was Jiang Yuetian's answer.

Jiang Shengxuan's expression was solemn, and boundless disgust welled up in his eyes again. He hated cowards, he hated crybabies who liked to run away, and he hated Jiang Yuetian.

Therefore, he didn't want to see this guy he loathed anymore.

"Then I'll just fall here!"

A spear thrust!

Jiang Yuetian let out a long sigh. Facing the spear tip piercing the air, he had no reaction whatsoever, only a sigh... It seemed that he still had no way... to face Jiang Shengxuan.

Despite having defeated Jiang Qinghua, he still didn't dare to resist his elder brother.

The ice ring encircling the black spear tip shimmered slightly.

Or rather—he was trying to resist.

"Cold Spear..."

The character "影" had not yet fallen.

Buzz!

The sound of the strings being plucked.

Hiss--

The sound of air friction tearing.

The sound blades and the light of the sword flashed out from both sides of the dense forest, almost simultaneously trapping the purple-black spear in Jiang Shengxuan's hand in mid-air!

This was an unexpected attack. Jiang Shengxuan, who had extremely rich combat experience, quickly retreated a few steps, creating distance as he turned his gaze toward the direction from which the sound blade and the light of the sword were rushing.

At the same time, two completely different figures slowly emerged from the dense forest.

Wearing a long red robe, petite and delicate, with a doll-like smooth and fair face, and holding a strange ancient zither in her hands, Lin Yuan, the youngest disciple of Yuntian Academy, appeared in everyone's sight.

On the other side, a girl dressed in a red and white shrine maiden outfit, her cherry-colored hair fluttering in the wind, and a long, narrow black scabbard at her waist, walked heavily into the arena.

As soon as this person appeared, Liang Jue and Luo Xiaoyu immediately cried out in surprise.

"team leader!!"