All beasts submit, and the peerless imperial princess is about to defy the heavens!

Song Jiaoran was stunned when she heard her words, then suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahahaha! Feng Ning, what did you say? You don't mean to kill me, do you?"

Upon hearing the name Feng Ning, those around him immediately understood the identity of the person in front of them.

It turned out to be the disciple that the Fourth Elder had recently taken in.

They hadn't quite grasped it at first, and it took them a while to understand.

The senior sister who had tried to mediate the fight also took two steps back. She didn't want to get involved in a fight between immortals. Since she was the Fourth Elder's disciple, she couldn't stand being wronged.

Feng Ning turned to look at Song Jiaoran, and just as she was about to say something, she suddenly heard another voice from the crowd.

"Song Jiaoran, you really have no shame at all. It's your business who you like, but why are you targeting this young girl? You're so old, don't you feel ashamed?"

When everyone turned around again, they saw a cold and stunningly beautiful face.

Feng Ning recognized the person in front of her at a glance, "Senior Sister Teng Rou?"

Teng Rou smiled at her, stepped forward and patted her head, "Don't be afraid, your senior sister will support you."

Feng Ning immediately grinned, then pointed angrily at Song Jiaoran in front of her, "Senior sister, she bullied me, she called me a cripple and a coward."

Teng Rou stood in front of Feng Ning, facing Song Jiaoran directly, and said, "Kneel down!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a powerful pressure swept over, and Song Jiaoran fell to her knees with a thud, her face deathly pale, unable to get up.

"As a disciple of the Tianxuan Sect, you have improper conduct, sow discord among your fellow disciples, bully disciples without backgrounds and ordinary inner disciples, disrespect your personal disciples, openly provoke Junior Sister Feng Ning and the Fourth Elder, and even dare to harbor your wicked intentions in such a grand occasion. Song Jiaoran, you really have a lot of nerve!"

She only glanced at her, and Song Jiaoran fell to the ground with a thud, her head almost hitting the floor.

Song Jiaoran was filled with humiliation, and blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"Senior Sister Teng Rou, she provoked us first."

Teng Rou turned her head away in disgust. "I saw everything from beginning to end. Are you saying... I'm blind?"

A flicker of panic crossed Song Jiaoran's eyes, "Senior sister..."

Teng Rou, unwilling to waste any more words with her, turned directly to Feng Ning and asked, "Junior Sister Feng Ning, what do you think should be done?"

Feng Ning pondered for a while, then looked at the crowd and asked, "Which one of you is a disciple of the Discipline Hall?"

Then a person stepped out from the crowd, and it was a familiar face.

"My name is Zhou Yan, a disciple of the Discipline Hall."

Feng Ning nodded slightly at him, "Senior Brother Zhou, if the charges that Senior Sister Teng Rou mentioned earlier are true, what kind of sentence should be given?"

Zhou Yan glanced at Song Jiaoran, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. "If the charges are true, maliciously slandering a fellow disciple will be punished with one hundred lashes, and maliciously offending a close disciple will also be punished with one hundred lashes."

Feng Ning smiled and said, "Then please ask Senior Brother Zhou Yan to investigate. Once you have found out the truth, please ask the Discipline Hall to handle the matter impartially."

Zhou Yan nodded slightly. "That's natural."

Then he took Song Jiaoran and left.

How could Song Jiaoran be willing to accept this?

He glared fiercely at Feng Ning, "Feng Ning! You just don't dare! You're a piece of trash! What did I say wrong?"

Feng Ning smiled and said, "Who told you I'm not participating? I came here to register. As for you, you don't even have the qualifications to participate... No, that's not right. With your abilities, even if you participated, you would be eliminated."

She chuckled again, "We're both in our thirties, but my master is already at the Nascent Soul stage, while you're still at the Foundation Establishment stage. My master is stunningly beautiful, while you're like a wild ox. You think you're worthy of being my master's wife?"

After saying that, he gave her a disdainful look, turned around and walked towards Teng Rou, ignoring the hatred on Song Jiaoran's face behind him.

Without saying a word, Zhou Yan led his men directly to the Discipline Hall, showing no sign of leniency.

He had long known what kind of person Song Jiaoran was. Over the years, they had known how many disciples had been bullied by her.

But none of the disciples dared to offend Song Jiaoran, nor did they dare to complain to the Discipline Hall, leaving him helpless.

Now things are much better. Song Jiaoran has offended someone she can't afford to offend, and finally someone can deal with her.

In the future, other disciples will have fewer grievances.

Feng Ning didn't interfere with their affairs. She smiled and bowed to Teng Rou, saying, "Thank you, Senior Sister Teng Rou."

A hint of tenderness appeared on Teng Rou's usually aloof face. "Let's go, let's go together."

Teng Rou is the sect leader's personal disciple, and the two of them can be considered fellow disciples, so there is nothing wrong with them traveling together.

Those watching from the sidelines were filled with envy.

"I never expected that Senior Sister Teng Rou, who usually doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, would be so protective of Junior Sister Feng Ning."

"That's right, I've never seen Senior Sister Teng Rou treat anyone so well before."

"Speaking of which, Song Jiaoran must be in trouble, right?"

"She deserved to be in trouble a long time ago. People like her are a cancer in the Tianxuan Sect."

"That's right. She's bullied so many people, she deserves to suffer a bit, so she won't always use her status as the daughter of an outer sect elder to bully others."

……

Go up to the first stand.

The elders had already taken their seats. Since the sect leader was not present and the First Elder was guarding the Sword Tomb, the Second Elder presided over the selection process.

He has never liked formalities, so he stepped forward and directly announced the rules of this selection.

"This selection is for the Xuanwu Secret Realm. No one has ever entered the Xuanwu Secret Realm before, and it must be extremely dangerous. Anyone who wants to go must have a cultivation level of at least Golden Core."

These words caused many outer disciples to stop in their tracks.

This one criterion alone is enough to eliminate half the applicants.

The Second Elder continued, "If anyone wants to go, they can register today. The Sect Master has already gone to Xuanwu City, and news will arrive today. Once the number of participants is confirmed, the competition for spots will begin tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

That's the advantage of being in a large sect. Once there's a limit on the number of spots, the larger the sect, the more benefits it can reap.

At least in terms of numbers, they have some advantage.

Next, everyone began to consider whether or not to participate.

As for the direct disciples, they chose to participate without hesitation.

No matter what dangers lie within the secret realm, it is still an opportunity. If they can obtain some treasures, it will be beneficial to their cultivation.

Feng Ning has now recovered her cultivation and even broken through to the Golden Core stage, so naturally she will participate.

Participants need to leave their identification information on the stone tablet for the purpose of the competition.