bookcurios Chapter 1881
Chapter 1881
Chen Xuan slowly withdrew his sword finger, and the sword light at his fingertip quietly dissipated—he deliberately held back, not releasing the power of his sword energy into the three people's bodies, otherwise the three would have already turned to ashes by now.
"I've said it before, your strength is still lacking." Chen Xuan's voice was calm, but it struck the three men like a heavy hammer.
Xu Kong asked, his hand pressed against his lower abdomen, blood seeping from between his fingers, cold sweat trickling down his face.
He stared wide-eyed at Chen Xuan, who was so close to him, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a word—he had never imagined that the three of them working together would be killed in a single move.
Gui Jian's hand trembled slightly as he gripped the sword, the sword's shadow vanishing instantly, and his face turned ashen. Looking at Chen Xuan's composed profile, a chill ran through him—in a life-or-death struggle, the three of them would likely be killed before they even had a chance to react.
Senior Sister Cang Yue's fingertips were still in the extended position, and her scalp tingled.
She stared intently at Chen Xuan's fingers, the scene replaying in her mind—her proud God-Slaying Finger had been easily shattered by a mere wisp of sword energy; such strength far surpassed that of other cultivators of the same level.
"My husband is so amazing! I knew you could do it!"
From the mountaintop came Yu'er's clear cheers. She stood on tiptoe, waving her little fists, her face full of excitement, her voice drowning out the mountain wind.
Xin'er, Zi Mo, and the others smiled along, their eyes filled with pride—they had already anticipated this outcome, but they still couldn't help but cheer for Chen Xuan.
Qiu Zixian stood in the crowd, his purple eyes reflecting the figure in the void, a faint smile playing on his lips—his strength always surprised people.
"Shall we continue?" Chen Xuan asked the three of them in a calm tone.
Gui Jian was the first to recover. He sheathed his sword, bowed respectfully to Chen Xuan, and said, "Brother Chen Xuan's strength is extraordinary. I cannot wait any longer and dare not compete."
Senior Sister Cang Yue also put away her magic spells, gave a wry smile, and nodded to Chen Xuan: "Cang Yue greets Fellow Daoist Chen Xuan. I have offended you in the past, and I hope you will forgive me."
After holding back for a long time, Xu Kong asked, finally suppressing his resentment, and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Chen Xuan, saying:
"We were blind to your greatness before, and we hope Brother Chen Xuan will not take offense. As for my good-for-nothing brother, I will make him return to the tribe and face the wall for a thousand years as an apology to you."
Chen Xuan nodded slightly and said nothing more—the man in the green robe had already transformed into a streak of green light and rushed close, his eyes filled with burning passion.
"Chen Xuan, you have truly given me a wonderful surprise." The man in the green robe spoke with a hint of excitement. "After this battle, you no longer need to participate in the assessment and can directly become a personal disciple of my Heartless Holy Land."
Seeing Chen Xuan's brows furrow slightly, as if he were dissatisfied, the man in the green robe quickly explained telepathically:
"It's not that I'm unwilling to give you the opportunity to challenge the Holy Son, it's just that the Holy Son is not currently within the sect; he has gone to the outer battlefield for training."
The man in the green robe shook his head and continued, "Besides, according to the rules of the Holy Land, newly recruited disciples are not qualified to directly challenge the Holy Son. With your strength, you only need to cultivate for ten years after joining the sect to participate in the competition for the position of Holy Son. At that time, no one will stop you."
Chen Xuan understood—he had achieved his goal in today's battle.
With his reputation for "one sword defeating three heroes", no one among the personal disciples and core disciples dared to underestimate him anymore. After Yu'er and others became core disciples, they were able to avoid the trouble of being suppressed and targeted by the senior disciples.
"In that case, thank you very much, Senior in Green Robe." Chen Xuan cupped his hands to Senior in Green Robe, his tone softening somewhat.
The two spoke in hushed tones in the void, their demeanor composed, while the three who asked questions in the void stood respectfully to the side, like three supporting characters—this scene caused a great uproar in the eyes of the cultivators on the mountaintop.
"My God! Is this the treatment for geniuses? Just now, Senior in the green robe was frowning at Chen Xuan, but now he's being so polite!" A man with an extraordinary bearing, dressed in fine clothes and wearing a tall crown, exclaimed in shock.
"If you can severely injure three direct disciples with one move, the higher-ups of the Holy Land will also treasure you!" another rogue cultivator retorted.
Those from the outer tribes, witnessing this scene, whispered, "The Heartless Holy Land has struck gold this time! With a prodigy like Chen Xuan, they might be able to reverse their bottom-ranking decline!"
Shang Yu and Bai Lingfei exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes—they originally thought they were among the best in their class, but compared to Chen Xuan, the gap was so vast.
Just then, a purple figure soared into the void, carrying a faint aura of demonic energy, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Qiu Zixian stood in the void, her purple veil brushing against the air, leaving behind a faint fragrance.
She first looked at Chen Xuan, a hint of a smile in her eyes, then turned to the man in the green robe, her tone sharp with confidence: "I don't want to go through those complicated assessment procedures either. Let the three of them go all out—don't let them be like they were just now, unable to even withstand one of my moves."
"Another one?" The man in the green robe was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter. He looked at Chen Xuanshi, and when Chen Xuanshi nodded, he waved to the three people in the void, "You three, show us your full strength! Give this new junior sister a good 'test'!"
"Yes, uncle!"
Xu Kong Wen Dao, Gui Jian, and Cang Yue exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.
Originally, he thought he was here to be an examiner and enjoy the admiration of the cultivators, but he unexpectedly encountered two monsters in succession and became a "test stone" to be crushed.
Gui Jian pressed his still throbbing lower back and abdomen. Cang Yue's spiritual energy flowed through his fingertips again. He took a deep breath and suppressed the frustration in his heart—this year's disciple-acceptance ceremony had truly made them lose face.
"What the hell is this?" the three of them cursed inwardly at the same time.
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