The Phoenix Arises

Chapter 33.2: Famous With Just One Fight

He was certain that he had not seen a girl like this before, but why did he feel a sense of familiarity towards her? Not only her, but also that black robed man. Both of them were similarly giving him that feeling.

Duanmu Xue and Huangfu Che were both so shocked they were unable to speak, the excitement in their eyes more telling than any words could describe.

[Their Little Xi has had her meridians restored and had even attained the level of a Mystic Warrior.]

[That’s really great! Their Little Xi will not be called a useless piece of trash by people anymore, and their Little Xi finally will not need to feel inferior to others. Their Little Xi finally has power to protect herself at last.]

As those thoughts went through Duanmu Xue’s mind, tears of happiness flowed down her face.

Huangfu Che was pained to see her like that and he pulled Duanmu Xue into his embrace, wiping away her tears.

“Silly thing, we should be happy for Little Xi instead, so why are you crying?”

After everyone’s astounded faded away, they all broke out into raucous cheers.

“Long live Her Highness the Crown Princess, our valiant Crown Princess, Her Highness…..”

Duanmu Shuang suddenly recovered from her shock, immediately rushing up onto the Vermillion Bird Arena stage.

“Little Qing…..”

Duanmu Shuang held Duanmu Qing up carefully, before she placed her trembling fingers upon her daughter’s wrist.

Feeling no sign of her pulse, Duanmu Shuang fell back onto the ground in despondency.

[Dead. Her Little Qing is dead…..]

Suddenly, Duanmu Shuang turned her eyes to stare at Duanmu Xi hatefully.

[It’s her. This is the useless good for nothing that killed her Little Qing. She must avenge her Little Qing.]

She stretched out a palm, and a beam of indigo coloured mystic power shot straight towards Duanmu Xi.

Duanmu Xi stood still in her spot, having no intention of dodging at all.

‘Bam…..’

A bolt of indigo spirit power shot Duanmu Shuang’s beam of mystic power right back at her.

Duanmu Shuang staggered back a couple of steps, struck by the reflected attack.

Huangfu Che and Xuanyuan Mo leapt onto the Vermillion Bird Arena stage at the same moment, shielding Duanmu Xi between them.

Upon seeing Huangfu Che and Xuanyuan Mo, Duanmu Xi felt a warmth fill her heart.

When Duanmu Shuang saw that scene, she knew she was disadvantaged in that situation, and she decided not to use force anymore, but instead put on an aggrieved look on her face.

“All of you….. really push people too far.”

A corner of Duanmu Xi’s lips curled up scornfully as she turned her icy gaze upon Duanmu Shuang.

“Push people too far? What does my Royal Aunt mean by that? Your little niece doesn’t quite understand.”

Duanmu Shuang’s eyes turned malevolent, the look on her face venomous as she stared at Duanmu Xi.

“You useless piece of trash, there’s no need for you to play dumb before this Duke. Speak! What kind of a demonic witchery did you use to murder this Duke’s Little Qing! ?”