The Little Fairy of Glazed Glass

Is Senior Brother really out of his mind? How could he so confidently claim that he could take advantage of others? Only a cunning and shrewd person could come up with such a thing. Xian Yu Zhuo Ri looked at Xian Yu Zong Dao with a hint of admiration in his eyes, as if he were seeing him in a completely new light.

Xie Jiuzhong also had a smile on his lips. As expected of a member of the Xianyu family, even if he is a bit dim-witted, he still likes to take advantage of others.

As for Xianyu Liuli, a four-character description comes to mind quite aptly: "Great wisdom appears as foolishness!"

In fact, what everyone overlooked was the self-awareness of the Immortal Universe Sect. The use of the word "also" in the last sentence was quite interesting.

Xianyu Lunhui was the one with the calmest reaction. He just looked at Wang Wuzhao with a cold face, silently showing that he did not welcome this person. Occasionally, a dark light flashed in his eyes, as if he was also calculating something.

"This, this... I, I..." Wang Wuzhao blushed at what Xianyu Zongdao said. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to refute it. After thinking about it, he actually felt that the painting made a lot of sense. He scratched his big head and then gritted his teeth and continued, "Well, boss it is. I, Wang Wuzhao, admit defeat. From now on, you are my boss until I can beat you. What do you say?"

Xianyu Liuli blinked, increasingly convinced that her senior brother was a wise man who appeared foolish; otherwise, how could he have gained her a follower with just a few words?

"Okay, it's a deal!" She didn't believe that Wang Wuzhao would ever defeat her. The person she had already left behind would never have the chance to stand in front of her again. Xianyu Liuli had that kind of confidence.

The competition among inner disciples was still very fierce. Although it wasn't too cruel, people would die in every match, which was an unavoidable accident. By the end of the first round of the arena, there were less than two thousand disciples left who could continue to participate in the second round. The rest either lost or fought to the death with their opponents, and even if they won, they could not continue to compete.

After the last two disciples finished their competition, the second arena match began. Xianyu Liuli stepped onto the arena once again, only to find with some difficulty that her opponent was Du Zijian!

Should she take this opportunity to kill him? This was Xianyu Liuli's dilemma. She naturally wanted to kill him, but the timing was not right. Killing him now would leave a ruthless impression, which wouldn't be beneficial for her future development.

As Xianyu Liuli hesitated, her gaze inadvertently drifted and she suddenly caught sight of a figure. That person was also looking at her, his eyes dark and vicious, filled with hatred and killing intent. He clearly hated her intensely. It was Mo Canglan, who had been trying to kill her all along. He was standing at the closest point to the arena, staring intently at her. At the same time, when she looked at him, he made a throat-slitting gesture, the meaning of which was self-evident!

At that moment, Xianyu Liuli made a decision. She coldly withdrew her gaze and focused on Du Zijian, who was standing opposite her. Du Zijian had already reached the Golden Core stage and had a handsome and elegant appearance, but in Xianyu Liuli's eyes, he was a complete hypocrite.

"Junior Sister Liuli, I never expected that we would meet on the arena. It's just a pity that I'm afraid I'm no match for you. This trip will have been in vain." Du Zijian still smiled gently, and his words gave people the feeling that he was magnanimous and indifferent to victory or defeat. However, Xianyu Liuli noticed the regret and unwillingness that flashed in his eyes.

Xianyu Liuli couldn't help but think that being a hypocrite is actually a rather painful profession. You always have to pretend to be someone else. Even if you want to curse or beat someone, you can only smile and say it's okay. You can imagine the frustration in your heart. No wonder some hypocrites are all perverted.

"You're going to admit defeat?" If that's really the case, then she can't very well kill him here.

"Hehe, although Junior Sister's magic weapon is powerful, the main purpose of a competition among fellow disciples is for training. If Junior Sister doesn't mind, Senior Brother would be willing to have a friendly match with Junior Sister. What do you think?" Du Zijian's laughter was somewhat awkward. Although he tried to speak more politely, it still felt a bit out of place, especially the last question, which seemed even more hasty.

Xianyu Liuli gave Du Zijian a deep look and thought to herself: Since you're looking for death, don't blame me for really killing you!

"Actually, the outcome of a competition doesn't really matter. The one who laughs last is the real winner. Senior Brother Du, do you agree with what I said?" Xianyu Liuli already had a plan in mind, but she didn't act immediately. Instead, she said something ambiguous and even called Du Zijian "Senior Brother Du" for the first time. This was a title she had used many times in her previous life. Now, saying it had a mysterious and extremely ironic feel to it!

"Ah? Well, what Junior Sister said makes a lot of sense. Winning or losing a competition really doesn't matter. I..." Du Zijian also felt that Xianyu Liuli's words were a bit strange, but he didn't think about it too much. He just echoed her as if trying to save face. But before he could finish speaking, Xianyu Liuli interrupted him.

"But sometimes, even a simple competition can have extremely important significance. You have to give it your all to know whether the final result is important or not. Senior Brother Du, don't you agree?" Xian Yu Liuli's words carried an even deeper meaning, but others couldn't understand them. Even Du Zijian was a little confused, wondering what Xian Yu Liuli meant by these words. Did she want to defeat him but was afraid of upsetting him, so she said these things beforehand as a prelude?

Thinking about it this way, Du Zijian felt much better. In addition, after being called "Senior Brother" twice by Xianyu Liuli, his anger was not so obvious. He smiled and said, "Junior Sister, don't worry. No matter who wins or loses, it's just a competition. It won't hurt our harmony."

Du Zijian's goal had always been to build a good relationship with Xianyu Liuli. He genuinely valued Xianyu Liuli's status as an alchemist and hoped to gain more resources through this connection in the future. So, he pretended to be a good person. However, what he couldn't have imagined was that what happened next would be a disaster he could never comprehend!

"Yes, there always has to be a result." Xianyu Liuli sighed, as if talking to herself, and slowly wielded the immortal sword in her hand, the tip of the sword pointing directly at Du Zijian!

Du Zijian also drew his sword, enveloping it in spiritual energy. He had decided not to confront Xianyu Liuli's weapon head-on, as he was extremely wary of it. However, he had little choice. When Xianyu Liuli, wielding her sword, charged towards him with unstoppable momentum, the sheer force, pressure, and intensity of her attack were beyond his ability to withstand. He tried to raise his arm to block the attack, but found himself unable to move. Xianyu Liuli was incredibly fast and powerful, appearing before Du Zijian in the next instant. Then, Du Zijian felt a flash of blood before losing consciousness.

With a loud thud, Du Zijian's body fell onto the arena, blood gushing from between his eyebrows like a thin stream of crimson blood, which was quite eerie!

"Senior brother!" Wu Lingyu had been watching the battle closely. When she saw Du Zijian spitting blood and falling down, she was stunned for a moment before letting out a heart-wrenching cry and flying towards the arena.

Since one of the two competitors on the arena had already died, it meant the end of the match. The supervising steward did not stop Wu Lingyu's actions and allowed her to fly over and hug Du Zijian.

Wu Lingyu tried everything to save Du Zijian—transferring spiritual energy, feeding him pills—but to no avail. After struggling a few times, Du Zijian fell silent, clearly beyond dead.

This realization filled Wu Lingyu with extreme pain and grief. She looked up at Xianyu Liuli with hatred and screamed, "Xianyu Liuli, you actually killed him! You actually dared to kill him! I'll take your life! I'll make you pay for your senior brother's death!"

Wu Lingyu really liked Du Zijian. At this moment, her sadness and hatred were so obvious that she even lost her mind. While screaming, she drew her sword and rushed towards Xianyu Liuli!

"Insolence!" The supervising deacon shouted as he saw this, trying to stop it. However, he was too far away to intervene, so he was a little too slow. Just as he was worried about Xianyu Liuli, she had already moved. Her immortal sword met Wu Lingyu's attack head-on with all her might, just like the sword she had used to stab Du Zijian not long ago. In an instant, she had cut Wu Lingyu's throat with a single strike!

Du Zijian and Wu Lingyu, these two people who approached her with feigned affection in her previous life and then betrayed her, she had long wanted to kill them. This time, she finally got her revenge, but this was just the beginning. Her path of revenge was still a long way off!

After killing Wu Lingyu, Xianyu Liuli turned her gaze towards the viewing platform, where several people were her enemies on her kill list. She was determined to make them pay for their crimes in blood!