Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

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Lingyun Mountain.

Li Qingwei temporarily took over the management of the Sky-Viewing Mirror from Tianji Zhenren, and thus became qualified to discuss matters with Canglan.

At this moment, the two were discussing with a group of elders how to deal with Jiang Han, but both sides held their own opinions, arguing with each other with red faces and spit flying, and they were about to roll up their sleeves and fight.

Situ Yu stood in the hall, her figure was frail, her eyes and eyebrows were full of watery beauty and charm, but her bright and attractive face was hung with a hint of arrogance that was extremely inconsistent with her temperament.

Her body is covered in red, like a fiery red plum blossom in full bloom in the snow, standing proudly in the blizzard.

No matter how noisy he was, or how powerful the energy from both sides was, causing a strong wind in the hall, he remained independent of the outside world, as if he was in two completely different worlds from everyone else, and had no influence on each other.

"There's no point in saying more. It's settled. Let Xiaoyu go out and fight the man of destiny. If he wins, we will fully support him."

As soon as Canglan opened his mouth, he completely suppressed the momentum of the others. Both sides sat back with red faces, but still glared at each other unwillingly.

"Of course, if this person loses, there is no need to mention this matter anymore. As for the Saint... Your Highness, there is no need to take action personally." He said with a smile.

The elders knew that the matter had been decided, so they said:

"That's the best. Your Highness is worth a fortune, how could he be so rough and violent as to fight with others? Only those reckless men of the Sword Sect think only of fighting all day long, their minds filled with the idea of ​​destroying everyone with one sword."

"Junior-Martial Sister Situ has defeated many people from the Sword Sect. With her help, she is more than enough to take down that ignorant thief!"

"..."

Situ Yu stood at the end, just quietly listening to the arrangements of the elders without expressing any opinions.

Her fair and tender right hand was holding a green oil umbrella, which she was shaking slightly from side to side, and she was obviously a little absent-minded.

"Situ, are you sure?" Li Qingwei suddenly asked.

Situ Yu didn't even raise his head and said nonchalantly, "He's just a junior who has only comprehended the entry-level rules. I really don't know what you're worried about."

After saying this, she swung her umbrella and turned away: "Just leave him to me. This man of destiny is nothing but a child who bullies others by taking advantage of his power."

It's really funny. A little brat who has only been rising for three years can actually stir up turmoil in the world and attract the constant attention of powerful people like the leaders of the five sects. This world is really ridiculous.

In order to become famous, she fought with others all day and night, and her fame spread little by little.

To this end, she made unimaginable efforts.

But according to her understanding, the Holy Son of the Sword Sect would only bury himself in cultivation all day long. As for the so-called fighting, he would just foolishly allow others to beat him up, and would only fight back when he was forced into a desperate situation.

Even so, they often show mercy when taking action, which is simply ridiculous.

For example, in the matter of the Dragon Palace in the North Sea, since he had the old ape who had transformed into a spirit in his hands, he would naturally trample on those who dared to provoke him and severely humiliate them.

But after he defeated the other party, he just kidnapped the person. He was so weak in the extreme!

She has always despised such useless people who have weak minds and only waste resources!

To be honest, she doesn't care about the sect's glory or face at all.

She just wanted to let that guy who wasted resources feel how a winner should enjoy his victory!

If the other party is really smart, he only needs to experience it once to know how much precious opportunity he has wasted in the past.

As for the sect leader, they were extremely concerned about winning or losing, and the person of destiny.

Oh, what is that thing?

If she loses, she will vent her anger on other people from the Sword Sect. At worst, she will be chased and attacked by Du Yucheng for another three to five years.

As long as she ran fast enough and planned her route in advance, she would always survive.

But if you win...

hiss--!

Situ Yu suddenly clenched the umbrella handle, and his eyes narrowed into slits with pleasure.

The feeling of stepping on the face of the Sword Sect's Holy Son and trampling on him is so wonderful that it makes people tremble just thinking about it!

This experience will be a memory she will remember for the rest of her life.

His mood fluctuated violently, and a depressing atmosphere like an approaching rainstorm burst out.

The disciples around sensed this aura from afar, their faces changed drastically, and they fled in all directions.

They didn't even dare to look at the place where the breath came from, as if the woman who was enough to charm everyone was some kind of monster.

"Hmph, a bunch of useless things."

Situ Yu snorted lightly and regained his arrogant look.

She just released a little bit of aura, but she scared these people so much that they turned pale. If she used her full strength, there would be no one in this sect who could match her!

It's a good, joyful feeling.

Why did she practice so hard?

It’s just for this super cool feeling of being above everyone else!

The only pity is that she was too aggressive in the past and had a reputation for being not very elegant, which led to the fact that even though she was so beautiful, no one dared to admire her.

Otherwise, humiliating those ants who admire you would also feel quite pleasant.

When she thought of this, she became annoyed, and she also became more angry towards the Sword Sect's Holy Son, whom she had never met before.

The strength of the top three and top ten on the Earth List is vastly different, and the gap between the top ten and the remaining ninety is even greater.

A young man who has just risen to prominence, with only entry-level knowledge of the Law of Wind, has no special abilities and can only rely on his magic weapon to do evil.

But what she fears least are external objects such as magic weapons.

As long as the Great Accomplishment Realm of Falling Rain Law is released, that kid won’t even be able to find where she is.

As long as he doesn't have the treasure of laws passed down from the upper realm, even if he has hundreds of heaven-level magic weapons in his hands, he will never be her opponent!

"Poor boy, he has such bad luck, what kind of person is he?"

Situ Yu sneered, her eyes curved and she looked bright and charming.

Suddenly, her eyes fixed and she looked up at the mountain gate.

"Hey, he arrived so quickly. It seems that His Royal Highness the Holy Son of the Sword Sect is very confident in his own strength."

She curled the corners of her lips and simply turned and went to the mountain gate.

The other party came all the way to humiliate her, so she should at least show some courtesy.

With her red skirt fluttering, Situ Yu's figure disappeared out of thin air. When she reappeared, she was already outside the mountain gate.

At this time, the huge fleet had just stopped.

At first glance, even though she was proud and arrogant, she couldn't help but be shocked.

He was transported by a Heaven-class warship, flanked by thirteen Earth-class warships. He was accompanied by hundreds of fiercely charged Core Formation Stage sword cultivators, and dozens of Nascent Soul Stage sword cultivators, flanking him...

Such a grand occasion made Situ Yu's pupils flicker, and he was extremely envious.

As expected of the Sword Sect's Holy Son, his procession is no less impressive than that of the Sect's leader.

If she had such a grand occasion, she would definitely inspect the Sword Sect's assets all day long, travel all over the world, and make those ants kneel down to greet her. Wouldn't that be wonderful!

But this Holy Son only knew how to bury himself in hard practice. He had a great background but didn't know how to make use of it. It was simply a waste of resources.

Her thoughts raced for a moment, and with a glance, she saw the recently rising famous Son of the Sword Sect at the bow of the largest and most luxurious Heavenly-grade warship in the front.

He looks quite handsome.