Farmer Girl Reborn: I Play the Pig and Eat the Tiger in the World of Immortal Cultivation

Senior Brother Qin, the black-clad man, stepped forward, blocking Yan Yue's path. His tone was a hint of provocation. "I heard you did amazing on the theoretical exam. I wonder how you performed in practice?" He looked Yan Yue up and down, his eyes filled with contempt. Yan Yue stared back calmly, her lips curled slightly. "We'll know how it goes in practice after the exam." Her tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable confidence.

Senior Brother Qin snorted coldly and stopped talking, but a sinister glint flashed in his eyes. Yan Yue walked around him and headed straight for the center of the martial arts arena. Many disciples had already gathered around the arena, whispering among themselves, their eyes fixed on Yan Yue, curious about the abilities of this newly promoted inner sect disciple.

At this moment, a man in silver armor and a serious expression walked to the center of the martial arts arena and announced loudly, "I am Fang Zheng, the outer sect leader, and I'm in charge of this combat assessment. The rules are simple: fight to the point, and do not use lethal moves. Now, draw lots to determine your opponent."

As Fang Zheng finished speaking, a disciple came up carrying a wooden box. Yan Yue noticed that Fang Zheng's eyes lingered on her for a moment, and there seemed to be a subtle coldness in them.

The drawing of lots began, and Yan Yue randomly picked a bamboo stick with the number "7" engraved on it. She looked around and found that the opponent corresponding to number 7 was none other than Senior Brother Qin. Upon seeing this result, Senior Brother Qin sneered, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.

Fang Zheng continued to announce the rules, "During this assessment, the use of various magical instruments and talismans is permitted, but forbidden techniques are prohibited. Violators will be disqualified and punished according to the sect's rules." He deliberately left the word "forbidden techniques" vague, as if hinting at something. Yan Yue keenly noticed this and felt a sense of vigilance.

Senior Brother Qin walked up to Yan Yue and said in a sarcastic tone, "Junior Sister Yan, please go easy on her later." His tone was full of sarcasm, as if he had foreseen Yan Yue's failure.

Yan Yue smiled faintly and ignored him. She knew that Senior Brother Qin's words were more than just a hidden agenda; he was definitely planning to secretly employ forbidden techniques during the assessment. She calmly observed her surroundings and the expressions of the other disciples. She noticed that, besides Senior Brother Qin, several other disciples harbored hostility towards her, their eyes gleaming with greed and jealousy.

Fang Zheng announced the start of the assessment, and Yan Yue and Senior Brother Qin walked to the center of the martial arts arena. The surrounding disciples held their breath, watching the duel. A tense atmosphere hung in the air. Yan Yue took a deep breath, her gaze sharp as a torch, staring intently at Senior Brother Qin. She knew that this assessment was not just a contest of strength, but also a challenge filled with conspiracy and traps. "Begin." Yan Yue's voice was cold and firm, like a sharp sword, cutting through the solemn air. Senior Brother Qin sneered, and a ball of black flame suddenly appeared in his hand...

Black flames danced in Senior Brother Qin's hands, emitting a suffocating, evil aura. This was clearly a forbidden technique—the Netherworld Ghost Fire! The surrounding disciples gasped and whispered among themselves. Fang Zheng, however, turned a blind eye, as if all this was within his expectations.

Yan Yue frowned slightly. She had long expected Senior Brother Qin to resort to underhanded tactics, but she hadn't expected him to be so bold as to use a forbidden technique in public. This Netherworld Ghost Fire was incredibly venomous. Once contaminated, it would corrode the meridians, causing unbearable pain.

"Senior Brother Qin, you are violating the sect rules!" Yan Yue said coldly, with a hint of warning in his tone.

Senior Brother Qin laughed arrogantly, "Sect rules? Here, I have the final say!" He suddenly threw the Nether Ghost Fire in his hand towards Yan Yue. The black flame turned into a ferocious fire snake, and pounced on Yan Yue with a creepy roar.

Yan Yue dodged the fire snake's attack with a flash of her body. The ghostly fire brushed against her sleeve, leaving a charred mark. The surrounding disciples were all worried for Yan Yue; they hadn't expected Senior Brother Qin to be so vicious.

Yan Yue's eyes glared, and a surge of anger rose in her heart. Although she was playing dumb and hiding her strength, it didn't mean she could be bullied!

Brother Qin's eyes flickered with surprise when he saw his attack miss. He hadn't expected Yan Yue to be so fast. But he didn't give up. Instead, he continued to mobilize the Netherworld Ghost Fire, launching a fierce attack on Yan Yue.

Black fiery snakes raged across the martial arts arena, Yan Yue's figure looming in the flames. She appeared frantic as she dodged, but her eyes held a remarkable calm. She carefully observed Senior Brother Qin's movements, analyzing his attack patterns. The disciples, who had initially waited to see her mock, gradually realized that Yan Yue's dodging wasn't haphazard; rather, it seemed as if she was searching for something. They began to realize that this seemingly fragile woman might not be as simple as they had imagined.

"She... seems to be looking for Senior Brother Qin's flaws." A disciple said in a low voice.

"Impossible? Senior Brother Qin's Netherworld Ghost Fire is so ferocious, how could she possibly find a flaw?" Another disciple expressed doubt.

However, Yan Yue's performance increasingly surprised them. Each of her evasions was perfectly timed, as if she had already anticipated the trajectory of Brother Qin's attacks. She seemed passive, but she was secretly gathering strength, waiting for the right moment to strike back.

Senior Brother Qin's attacks became increasingly fierce, but he discovered that Yan Yue had not suffered any substantial damage. His face darkened, and he felt a faint sense of unease.

Suddenly, Yan Yue froze, as if cornered by Senior Brother Qin's attack. A flicker of triumph flashed in Senior Brother Qin's eyes, believing he had finally found his chance. He poured all his spiritual energy into the Netherworld Ghost Fire, transforming into a massive flaming dragon, roaring and charging at Yan Yue.

"It's over!" Senior Brother Qin grinned.

However, just as the fire dragon was about to devour Yan Yue, a sneer appeared on her lips. She whispered, "You've been fooled..." Her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot...

Yan Yue's figure disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, she appeared behind Senior Brother Qin. She had a short sword in her hand, and the blade was flashing with a cold light.

"You..." Senior Brother Qin widened his eyes in astonishment. He had never expected that Yan Yue could dodge his fatal attack, and at such a fast speed.

A cold smile curled up Yan Yue's lips, and he thrust the dagger in his hand at Brother Qin's back without hesitation. Brother Qin could only barely turn sideways in a hurry, avoiding the fatal blow, but his arm was still scratched by the dagger, and blood instantly stained his clothes red.

"Ah!" Senior Brother Qin screamed, his face becoming extremely ugly, his eyes filled with anger and fear. He had not expected that his carefully planned attack would be so easily resolved by Yan Yue, and he would be injured instead.

The surrounding disciples were stunned. They had originally thought Yan Yue was doomed, but they hadn't expected her to turn defeat into victory and even injure Senior Brother Qin. For a moment, the martial arts arena fell silent, everyone stunned by this scene.

Nong Jin watched nervously from the sidelines. His heart was in his throat at that moment. He clenched his fists, wanting to rush over to protect Yan Yue, but he knew Yan Yue would have to face these challenges on her own. He believed Yan Yue had enough strength to handle it all.

Yan Yue felt Nong Jin's concern, which gave her more strength. She looked at Brother Qin with a determined look, the dagger in her hand emitting a cold light.

"Brother Qin, if you have any tricks up your sleeve, feel free to use them." Yan Yue said in a cold tone, her voice full of confidence and intimidation.

Senior Brother Qin clutched his injured arm, his face livid. He hadn't expected to suffer a loss in front of an outer disciple; it filled him with immense humiliation. A sinister glint flashed in his eyes; he wouldn't give up easily.

The surrounding disciples also began to talk about it. They were surprised at Yan Yue's strength and also surprised at Brother Qin's failure.

"I didn't expect that Yan Yue was so powerful that he could actually defeat Senior Brother Qin."

"Yeah, it seems we all underestimated her."

"Senior Brother Qin has been humiliated this time. He will definitely not let this go."

Commander Fang's expression also turned ugly. He didn't expect Yan Yue to be able to dodge Brother Qin's attack and even turn defeat into victory. His plan was disrupted, which made him very annoyed.

Brother Qin was furious when he saw that Yan Yue had discovered his forbidden technique. He gritted his teeth, muttered something, and quickly formed seals with his hands.

An even colder aura emanated from him, the temperature around him dropped suddenly, and a disgusting fishy smell filled the air.

"This is... the Blood Curse!" a disciple exclaimed.

The Blood Curse is an extremely sinister spell that absorbs the vitality of the surrounding environment and transforms it into a powerful attack force. Once this spell is cast, it will cause great damage to everything around it.

The disciples around were all worried for Yan Yue. They didn't expect that Senior Brother Qin would use such a vicious spell.

Brother Qin's eyes flashed with madness, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Yan Yue, go to hell!"

He thrust his hands forward, and a stream of blood-red light transformed into a sharp arrow, shooting towards Yan Yue... Commander Fang had a sinister smile on his face, as if he had already foreseen Yan Yue's fate...