Adorably Cute Baby: Mommy's Going Against the Heavens

Shen Yunxi exuded a chilling aura as she walked towards Shen Wanqing, each step feeling like a blow to Shen Wanqing's heart. Her gaze was like a deep, icy pool, sending shivers down one's spine.

Forced back by the powerful pressure, Shen Wanqing's face turned pale, her lips trembled, and her eyes were filled with fear, like a rabbit being stared at by a wild beast.

"What do you want to do? I'm your cousin!" Shen Wanqing shouted, her voice trembling with fear, trying to use this thin blood relationship to stop Shen Yunxi.

Shen Yunxi sneered, her tone full of disdain and mockery: "Cousin? You dare to say that?"

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Yunxi flashed forward and attacked with lightning speed.

Before Shen Wanqing could even react, Shen Yunxi struck her hard in the chest with a palm strike, sending her flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

Upon seeing this, the three disciples who were with Shen Wanqing immediately flew over to catch her, but were stopped by Shen Ruoyu and Shen Ruoning.

The group was locked in a fierce battle, with no clear winner. Only one disciple managed to break through and catch the falling Shen Wanqing. Both of them were thrown back several meters by the force of the impact.

Shen Wanqing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve; at that moment, she felt as if her internal organs were churning.

Without pausing, Shen Yunxi pounced on Shen Wanqing before she could regain her footing. A flash of cold light, and the Burning Heaven Sword appeared in her hand. The sharp sword energy swept out like a hurricane, shattering the surrounding spider silk and turning it into dust.

When Shen Wanqing recovered from the excruciating pain, she realized that Shen Yunxi's figure was already approaching her like a ghost.

The cold light of the Burning Heaven Sword magnified rapidly in her terrified pupils, and the shadow of death enveloped her, almost suffocating her.

The sharp tip of the sword was aimed directly at her throat, about to pierce her. In the nick of time, she screamed and instinctively reached out, pulling the disciple beside her to her side, using his body as a shield to block the fatal blow.

The sound of a sword piercing flesh filled the air. The disciple's eyes widened; he never imagined he would die at the hands of the very person he had just desperately protected.

His death gave Shen Wanqing a chance to catch her breath. She took out the contents of the brocade pouch and threw them at Shen Yunxi.

He kept cursing, "You bitch, you dare to oppose me? Die, all of you die!"

Explosions rang out one after another above the training ground.

Di Xuanshang immediately tried to rush up, but was stopped. The sect competition could not be paused unless the person himself called for it, and he could not step down from the platform.

He stared intently at the stage, waiting for Shen Yunxi's signal.

Shen Shenxing gripped the armrests of the chair tightly. With a shudder of fear, he suddenly stood up, his eyes gleaming like a hawk as he peered toward the direction of the explosion. His face turned ashen, as if a storm was about to break. He uttered a few words in shock: "It's...it's the Thunderbolt Pill!"

His brows were furrowed, his face as gloomy as an impending storm, and he slowly and silently turned his gaze to Elder Songhe, who stood calmly beside him.

The Thunderbolt Pill was a secret recipe from the Soul Suppressing Hall. Considering the current situation, he concluded that this extremely powerful pill was given to Shen Wanqing by Elder Songhe.

The sound of explosions echoed in their ears, and everyone's faces showed the same unease and disbelief.

As they looked at each other in bewilderment, the same thought emerged in their minds: Shen Wanqing had actually harbored murderous intent during this sect competition, and wanted to kill Shen Yunxi and her child!