Adorably Cute Baby: Mommy's Going Against the Heavens

Thinking about their strength yesterday, she felt uneasy!

"Hmph, what waves can a discarded piece of trash make?" Shen Yanting sneered disdainfully. "However, Madam is right, we must nip it in the bud! He's going to participate in the sect competition, let's make sure he doesn't come back alive!"

Qin Suxin covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes filled with even more malice: "Master is wise. As long as they die, even if that old man doesn't die, he'll be so angry that he'll die!"

Shen Yanting clapped his hands and laughed, then immediately sent people to contact those members of the Shen family who were participating in the competition, instructing them to do everything in their power to kill Shen Yunxi and those two little bastards!

Qin Suxin watched Shen Yanting's departing figure, a cold smile curving her lips. She took out a delicate little porcelain bottle from her sleeve, containing a colorless and odorless slow-acting poison.

"Shen Yunxi, we could kill you once six years ago, and we can do it again six years later!"

Before they knew it, the sect competition had arrived.

As dawn broke and the first hint of white light spread across the sky, the Shen residence was already bustling with activity. The training ground, the venue for the clan's grand competition, was already packed with people, three layers deep.

Flags fluttered in the training grounds, and a high platform was erected in the center, where elders sat overlooking the bustling crowd below. The rules of the competition were as Shen Yunxi had previously learned: a hundred people competed, opponents were determined by drawing lots, and the winners advanced to the next round, with each round filtering until the final twenty were selected. To avoid disputes over rankings, those who were eliminated had one chance to challenge those who advanced, and the winner would take their place.

Naturally, those who are eliminated only have one chance to try again!

"Quiet down, all participants. Now, please come forward to draw lots," a middle-aged man in white shouted from the training platform.

Immediately, the hundred participating disciples surged onto the platform, forming a long queue.

"Who are you? I've never seen you before!" Someone looked at Shen Yunxi with suspicion. "If you're not a member of the Shen family, you can't participate in the competition!"

“My mother is a member of the Shen family; she is Shen Yunxi,” Shen Ruoning replied.

"Shen Yunxi?" One of them exclaimed in surprise, "You're Shen Yunxi? That good-for-nothing who disappeared six years ago?"

"My mother is not a good-for-nothing!" Shen Ruoyu's face flushed red, his little fists clenched tightly, knuckles white. These people always looked down on his mother, calling her a good-for-nothing, it was simply too much! He really wanted to rush up and give them a good beating!

"If you can't speak, then don't speak!" Shen Ruoning's delicate face furrowed slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing between her brows. She gently raised her pink hand, her slender fingers drawing a graceful arc in the air. An invisible wave spread out, instantly enveloping the man.

The man, who had been talking non-stop just moments before, suddenly stopped speaking as if his throat had been grabbed, unable to utter another syllable.

"Hey, why aren't you saying anything?" Shen Ruoyu tilted his head, blinking his big, innocent eyes, and asked with feigned surprise. He paused slightly, as if suddenly remembering something, and then exclaimed with realization, "Oh, I know..."

He solemnly pointed his little finger at the sky and said earnestly, "It must be that God thought you couldn't speak, so He took away your ability to speak. Therefore, you shouldn't talk nonsense in the future!"

The man raised his hand as if to attack Shen Ruoyu, but Shen Ruoyu immediately said, "My mother said that a gentleman uses words, not fists. If you lay a hand on someone, you are a villain!"