So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

Wu Menglin stood aside, her eyes fixed on the seemingly unintentional intimate actions of Ling Jiuan and Lei Tingyi. She couldn't help feeling jealous, and her tone couldn't help but become a little sarcastic.

"Ms. Ling, you are a worthless person without any spiritual roots, yet you are so shameless as to cling to Young Master Lei. Your behavior is really too disgraceful and shameless."

When Ling Jiuan heard this, her brows slightly frowned, but she soon regained her composure, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she did not take the insult to heart. She just stood there quietly, ignoring it.

Seeing this, Wu Menglin not only did not restrain herself, but became even more arrogant. She turned to Lei Tingyi, her tone full of provocation.

"Master Lei, you are a genius praised by everyone on the Kyushu Continent. Who in this world is not worthy of standing shoulder to shoulder with you? Only Ling Jiuan, what is she! She is just a well-known waste!"

Lei Tingyi's expression suddenly darkened, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He looked at Wu Menglin coldly, his voice low and powerful.

"Ms. Wu, you seem to have forgotten that it was this 'waste' you mentioned who got the Fire Ganoderma that could save the life of your Wu family's ancestor at the critical moment. If you really look down on Ling Jiuan so much, why don't you go and try yourself to see if you can get the Fire Ganoderma back?"

Wu Menglin's face instantly turned colorful, she widened her eyes in disbelief and asked in a lost voice.

"How is it possible? Didn't you, Young Master Lei, obtain the Fire Ganoderma personally?"

Lei Tingyi sneered, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Indeed, the Fire Ganoderma finally fell into my hands, but if it weren't for Ling Jiuan, I would have become the nutrients of the Fire Ganoderma long ago, or I would have died in the Spark City long before."

Having said that, he deliberately paused and looked directly at Wu Menglin with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate her disguise and reach her heart.

"So, Ms. Wu, don't belittle anyone easily, because sometimes, it is those people you regard as 'waste' who can save your life at a critical moment."

Wu Menglin was left speechless by these words. Her face turned pale and blue. In the end, she could only grit her teeth in anger. She felt secretly annoyed in her heart, but she had to admit that she had really hit a wall this time.

There was unquestionable determination in Lei Tingyi's words. He knew very well that if today's matter was not handled properly, more troubles might arise in the future.

So he continued.

"Moreover, in my opinion, how can a person's value be measured by spiritual roots? Ling Jiuan, although she has no spiritual roots, her wisdom, courage and tenacity are incomparable to ordinary people. If Miss Wu is not convinced, why don't we have a competition and let our strength speak for itself."

Having said that, he looked directly at Wu Menglin with sharp eyes, and there was a hint of provocation in his tone.

"The content of the contest will be decided by Miss Wu. Whether it is a literary or physical fight, I, Lei Tingyi, will accompany you to the end. However, if Miss Wu is unfortunately defeated, you will either kneel down in public and admit your mistake to Ling Jiuan, or go to the back mountain alone and try to retrieve a fire mushroom to prove your strength and courage. Miss Wu, do you dare to accept this challenge?"

When Wu Menglin heard this, she misunderstood for a moment and her face became uncertain. Although she was still furious, she knew that she was no match for Lei Tingyi, not to mention the mysterious and dangerous back mountain.

For a moment, she was in a dilemma, unwilling to show weakness, but also afraid to fight easily.

The air around them seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Menglin, waiting for her answer.

Ling Jiuan had a nonchalant look on his face, as if he was not interested in this sudden competition. He just stood quietly aside, as if he was watching a farce that had nothing to do with him.

Finally, Wu Menglin took a deep breath and forced a smile, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"Master Lei, you are too kind. How could Menglin be so ignorant as to make things difficult for Miss Ling? Today's incident can be regarded as a slip of the tongue by Menglin. I hope Master Lei and Miss Ling will not take it to heart."

After saying this, she bowed slightly, saluted, and left in a hurry, leaving everyone looking at each other, each with their own thoughts in their hearts.

Lei Tingyi looked at Ling Jiuan, with a hint of approval in his eyes, as if he admired her calmness even more.

However, Wu Menglin's concession did not calm the situation as desired.

Although she wanted to avoid conflict, as a powerful force, the Wu family would not easily lose its face and honor.

Not long after, the head of the Wu family, Wu Tianxiong, came forward personally, took over the competition, and decided to decide the winner through a martial arts fight.

In Wu Tianxiong's eyes, Ling Jiuan was just a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, while his daughter Wu Menglin had already entered the Golden Core stage and had profound cultivation. How could she possibly lose to such a nobody?

He was full of confidence in victory, and even felt that this competition was just a display of the Wu family's strength.

The date of the competition was quickly set, causing a sensation in the entire Wu family and even the surrounding areas.

The arena was bustling with people, who came to watch the fight, wanting to witness this contest of unequal strength with their own eyes.

Wu Menglin was wearing gorgeous battle clothes and holding a long sword. She stood at one end of the arena, with a look of nervousness and determination in her eyes.

Ling Jiuan, on the other hand, was dressed simply, holding a seemingly ordinary dagger, and looked calm, as if what was about to happen was not a life-and-death battle, but an ordinary training.

With the order, the competition officially began.

Wu Menglin's figure flashed, and she launched a fierce attack on Ling Jiuan like a storm. The sword flashed, and every strike contained powerful spiritual power.

However, although Ling Jiuan's cultivation was not as good as Wu Menglin's, he was able to defuse Wu Menglin's attacks time and time again with his flexible body movements and keen insight.

As time went by, the situation on the arena gradually became more delicate.

Although Wu Menglin's attack was fierce, she was still unable to break through Ling Jiuan's defense. Instead, due to the continuous high-intensity attacks, her physical and spiritual power began to be depleted.

Ling Jiuan, on the other hand, seemed to be at ease. Every counterattack was just right, which neither wasted energy nor put pressure on the opponent.

Wu Tianxiong's expression gradually became solemn, and he began to realize that this competition might not be as simple as he had initially imagined.

The audience in the audience was also deeply attracted by this exciting competition. They talked about it a lot and were impressed by Ling Jiuan's strength.

Just when everyone thought that this competition would turn into a protracted battle, Ling Jiuan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

She stretched out her body, formed seals with her hands, and a bright red light surged out of her body. Then, a long sword that was completely red and emitting a burning aura appeared in her hand - that was her Akafue Sword.