Genius in the whole system: The useless young lady dominates the world

The group disembarked from the griffin's broad back. Apart from Lu Lingxi Yao, who appeared calm, the rest of the group were filled with curiosity and anticipation.

"As expected of the Nine-Bend Immortal Mountain, it's truly like a fairyland!" one of the girls, dressed in a bright green dress, exclaimed excitedly. She gently clasped her hands together in front of her chest, her eyes filled with endless longing for the temple.

“Yes, the spiritual energy here is much denser than elsewhere,” another young man chimed in, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding mountains and ancient trees.

After the two elders whispered their discussion, they nodded slightly, turned around, and led the people behind them through the temple gates.

The moonlight shone through the sparse clouds, casting dappled shadows on the stone path and making the group's shadows long. Their arrival attracted the attention of many temple disciples.

According to the temple's rules, newly initiated disciples must temporarily reside in a separate courtyard until they participate in the initiation disciple competition the following day, after which they can truly become disciples of the temple. However, among these fifteen people, the top five will have the opportunity to become inner disciples.

The reason for saying "there will be an opportunity" is that the threshold for the inner sect is not solely based on strength. On the day of the competition, the five elders of the inner sect will be present. They will select the truly promising and insightful individuals from the five winners to take as disciples. For the disciples of the temple, the inner sect is a coveted holy land, because it not only signifies an improvement in status, but more importantly, it provides access to cultivation resources and guidance far exceeding those of the outer sect.

That is why even scions of prominent families are willing to fight tooth and nail in this selection process, just for that tiny chance.

Inside the temple, strange peaks are arranged like nine giant dragons winding around, the most prominent of which are the five inner peaks and the four outer peaks.

The five inner peaks are majestic and towering. The main peak, Azure Sky Peak, soars into the clouds and pierces the sky, closely connected to the earth's veins. It is personally guarded by the Grand Elder, Cloud Hidden Immortal Venerable.

Following closely behind is Emerald Bamboo Peak, where lush bamboo provides shade, and a gentle breeze carries a delicate bamboo fragrance. It is guarded by the Second Elder, Fairy Qingyu.

Dragon Roar Peak, its summit shrouded in mist, is where the sound of dragons roaring echoes through the valleys, a sound that is truly awe-inspiring. This peak is guarded by the Third Elder, the Purple-Clad Immortal Lord.

Flying Crane Peak is a place where cranes often soar, their wings shining brightly and surrounded by celestial energy. The Fourth Elder, Qingming Immortal Lord, resides here.

Biyun Peak, with its overlapping peaks and swirling clouds and mist, is like a fairyland on earth. It is the residence of the Fifth Elder, Fairy Lingyun.

As for the four outer peaks, each has its own unique characteristics. Cloud Hidden Peak is hidden in the clouds and is mysterious and unpredictable, guarded by the Canglan Protector.

Yan Yang Peak, with flames shooting into the sky and waves of heat rolling in, is guarded by the Burning Heaven Protector.

Azure Peak, with its azure hue, echoes the Flying Crane Peak of the inner sect and is guarded by the Flaming Sun Divine Envoy.

Orchid Peak is covered with orchids, their fragrance filling the air. This place is guarded by the Cold Moon God.

The eight mountain peaks, with the Azure Sky Peak at their core, unfold slowly in a fan shape, each with a different form, yet coexisting harmoniously.

In the villa where Lu Lingxi and the others lived, there were more than a dozen separate rooms. Stepping into any of them, the first thing that caught the eye was a spacious and bright hall. Next to the hall was a warm and comfortable bedroom, and in one corner of the room was a separate bathroom. Although the furnishings were not luxurious, they were still adequate.

Lu Lingxi had just finished bathing when a commotion arose outside the courtyard. She quickly dressed and went to the entrance of the villa.

Outside the door, a voice was shouting brazenly, "Among you newcomers, isn't there one named Lu Lingxi Yao?"

Lu Lingxi knew someone was looking for trouble, but she didn't back down at all. She answered, "What do you want?"

The source of the voice was a boy who seemed both unfamiliar and strangely familiar, and his words carried a hint of resentment and anger.

"So you were the one who snatched the siren from the Shengyuan Auction House that day?"

Lu Lingxi's lips curled into a contemptuous smile, her voice laced with disdain, "What do you mean by 'robbery'? You're just blaming me because you're not financially strong enough?"

Upon hearing this, the young man's face darkened, and he sneered disdainfully, "If I hadn't left without enough spirit stones, how could that sea monster have fallen into your hands so easily?"

Lu Lingxi's gaze hardened, a hint of confrontation in her eyes. "So what do you intend to do now? Do you expect me to hand it over? That's wishful thinking!"

The boy seemed enraged, his tone becoming more threatening, "You're new here, you have a long way to go. I advise you to be sensible and obediently hand over the siren, or don't blame me for bullying you with numbers!"

A cold glint flashed between Lu Lingxi's brows. "Are you threatening me?"

"So what if I threaten you? If you don't hand over the siren today, don't even think about staying in the temple any longer!" The boy's tone was full of provocation and threat.

A resolute glint flashed in Lu Lingxi's eyes. She slowly raised her head, her voice as cold as a biting wind, "I, Lu Lingxi, am not easily intimidated. Since you insist on courting death, I will naturally accompany you to the end!"

Seeing this, the onlookers erupted in gasps of astonishment. "This newcomer speaks so arrogantly. Doesn't she know that Ling Xiao is not only the most favored disciple of the Burning Heaven Protector, but also the beloved young master of the powerful and reclusive Han Yue Clan? Isn't this provocation digging her own grave?"

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's figure appeared like a ghost, suddenly transforming into a streak of light and rushing straight towards Lu Lingxi Yao. The spiritual energy gathered in his palm carried a deafening roar, intending to teach Lu Lingxi Yao a lesson with overwhelming force.

However, Lu Lingxi's figure was like a fish swimming in water, light and agile. She glided away from Ling Xiao's attack trajectory with a slight sideways movement, as if she had already anticipated the attack.

Immediately afterwards, with a light tap of her fingertip, a flash of inspiration appeared, striking Ling Xiao's vital point with unerring accuracy, the speed of which was astonishing.

Ling Xiao's face turned pale instantly, and a look of disbelief and horror flashed in his eyes. He hurriedly used his movement technique to try to avoid this fatal blow, but Lu Lingxi Yao's attack was like a leech, pressing in step by step.

"you--!"

Ling Xiao roared, his voice filled with resentment and despair. He began to fight back with all his might. However, in this fierce battle, he gradually realized that he had fallen into the death trap set by Lu Lingxi Yao. Every attempt to escape seemed so futile.

The disciples around were astonished, some staring in disbelief at Lu Lingxi's strength; others were secretly worried about Ling Xiao's fate, their hearts filled with mixed emotions; and many more, with the mentality of enjoying the spectacle, formed a circle and quietly watched this thrilling duel between two powerful figures.

"Ling Xiao, is it? Today I'll show you that there are some people you can never afford to mess with!"

Lu Lingxi's voice was as cold as frost. As she finished speaking, she launched another attack. This time, her eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty madness.

Ling Xiao struggled desperately, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape Lu Lingxi Yao's all-encompassing offensive.

Finally, in a fierce clash, the ice spikes formed by Lu Lingxi Yao's ice spiritual power pierced Ling Xiao's chest with precision, like a kiss of death. Then, Ling Xiao's body fell limply to the ground like a withered leaf.

Meanwhile, deep within the Yan Yang Peak Temple, a soul jade tablet symbolizing life quietly shattered, emitting a crisp sound.

The moment Lu Lingxi Yao ended the battle with ruthless methods, the disciples watching reacted like birds suddenly awakened, exclaiming in shock with disbelief and fear in their voices.

They stared at each other, their eyes filled with shock—not only because the intensity of the battle was beyond imagination, but also because this newcomer had displayed a chilling strength and determination.

In their past experiences, they had never witnessed such a ruthless yet extremely efficient fighting style. At this moment, Lu Lingxi Yao's name was etched into everyone's hearts like a brand.

Lu Lingxi Yao herself stood there quietly, surrounded by an aura of unapproachable coldness. Her eyes were indifferent and profound, as if the life-or-death struggle just now was nothing more than a fallen leaf that had been lightly brushed by, not worth mentioning. This indifference and ruthlessness beyond her years made those around her even more awe-inspiring, and they dared not make the slightest move.

In the outer sect, incidents of people dying due to fighting are not uncommon, but today's events have undoubtedly stirred up quite a storm.

Normally, even if such incidents are reported to the elders, they will not attract their attention, unless the person is a disciple valued by an elder.

Lu Lingxi Yao was undoubtedly lucky. Although she had brutally killed the beloved disciple of the Burning Heaven Protector today, the Burning Heaven Protector was not in the temple at the moment, so she could spend some time in peace.

However, whether this good fortune can continue remains an unresolved question in everyone's mind.

As Ling Xiao fell, the crowd gradually dispersed. The disciples, who were also newcomers, were all terrified after witnessing Lu Lingxi Yao's ruthlessness. They all chose to retreat and hide back in their rooms. If they accidentally angered this "God of Slaughter," their fate would probably not be much better than Ling Xiao's. The entire courtyard fell into a depressing and eerie calm. Everyone was silently calculating how to avoid having any contact with this powerful and ruthless person in the future.

The next day was the inner disciple selection competition, held in the arena inside the temple. This arena, like the dueling arena on the Holy Spirit Continent, could accommodate tens of thousands of spectators. It served not only as a place for outer and inner disciples to spar, but also as a venue for various competitions.

Inside the temple, the rules are simple and direct—strength and background are both sufficient to establish oneself.

Those disciples with powerful backgrounds naturally had more confidence; while those without support had to prove their worth with extraordinary strength, otherwise, in this temple where the strong were respected, if they offended someone they shouldn't have, their fate would be left to fate.

At this moment, the arena was surrounded by disciples from various peaks who had come to watch the battle. Among the crowd, there was much discussion, and the focus of the conversation was unanimously on a new disciple.

"Have you heard? On his very first day of training, that new disciple single-handedly killed the chief disciple of the Burning Heaven Protector. This has shocked the entire hall."

"Is there really such a thing?"

“I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be fake? If Protector Burning Heaven hadn’t happened to be away and hadn’t returned, this new disciple probably wouldn’t be alive today.”

Such discussions immediately attracted more attention. Some people were amazed by the new disciple's courage and strength, believing that he was a rising star in the sect.

Some people shook their heads and sighed, believing that she was too arrogant and did not know how to restrain herself, which would inevitably bring about greater disaster.

However, his appearance added an element of uncertainty to the inner disciple selection competition, making every disciple present eager to see this ruthless and shocking figure.

In the arena, the five seats for the Venerable Ones and the seats for the Guardians and Divine Envoys on both sides were already full, except for the seat for the Guardian of Burning Heaven, which was still empty. The elder who had been in charge of the talent test that day was sitting in the main seat. Although Lu Lingxi had only been there for a day, she had heard some things about the elders, guardians, and divine envoys of the temple. When she looked up and saw the seat where the elder was sitting, she realized that the elder was actually the Grand Elder, Immortal Venerable Yunyin. Today, he was very different from that day. He exuded an aura of immortal elegance, which inspired both awe and a sense of approachability. It was said that his cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Emperor Spirit Realm, only one step away from becoming a god.

Beside Immortal Venerable Yunyin, on the left, was Fairy Qingyu, a beautiful and refined woman. Her eyes were clear as water, her black hair was styled into an intricate bun, and her long blue dress swayed gently in the breeze, giving her a cool and noble air that made people hesitant to approach her.

On the right is the Third Elder, the Purple-Clad Immortal Lord. He stands tall and straight, with an exceptionally handsome face, long hair flowing like a silver river, and deep, bright eyes. He wears a purple robe that flutters in the wind, and his noble and aloof temperament seems to freeze the air, inspiring awe in everyone.

On the other side of Fairy Qingyu was the Fourth Elder, Immortal Lord Qingming. His expression carried an air of aloof arrogance, his deep eyes were so striking that one dared not look directly at him, and his every move exuded an extraordinary aura.

On the other side of the Purple-Clad Immortal Lord, the Fifth Elder, Fairy Lingyun, sat quietly. Her extraordinary temperament exuded a gentle warmth, like the warm sunshine of spring, and she was deeply loved and respected by both inner and outer disciples.

These four elders, whose cultivation levels have reached the seventh level of the Venerable Spirit Realm, the seventh level of the Reincarnation Realm, the fifth level of the Venerable Spirit Realm, and the fifth level of the Reincarnation Realm respectively, are indispensable pillars of the temple.

The empty seat next to Immortal Lord Qingming was occupied by Protector Fentian on the other side, besides Protector Canglan. He had a stern expression and an unassailable majesty between his brows, giving people a sense of unapproachability.

On the side of Fairy Lingyun were the Flaming Sun Envoy and the Cold Moon Envoy, who formed a stark contrast: the Flaming Sun Envoy was passionate, unrestrained, and righteous; the Cold Moon Envoy was calm and mysterious.

These were Lu Lingxi's initial impressions upon first seeing them. Whether this was truly the case remained to be seen until they actually met.

All fifteen newly recruited disciples had arrived. At this moment, a young girl dressed in green stood out. She was Lu Lingxi Yao. The green robe was calm and elegant, highlighting her tall and straight figure and adding a touch of heroic spirit. Her long hair was tied up high with a simple jade hairpin, with a few strands falling gently in front of her forehead, adding a touch of gentleness and liveliness. Her free and unrestrained temperament made people turn their heads involuntarily.

Among the onlookers, one of the outer disciples couldn't help but whisper in admiration, "Is she a new disciple? She's really beautiful!"

"She's beautiful, but I heard she's extremely ruthless," someone nearby chimed in, their tone carrying a hint of warning.

"Ruthless? Look at her gentle and charming appearance, how could she be ruthless? She's more like a little white rabbit hopping around in the forest!" Another disciple retorted with a smile, clearly not believing such rumors.

"Hey, you're speaking too soon. Once you've truly witnessed her methods, you probably won't think that way anymore." The man shook his head, his expression carrying a hint of unspoken meaning.

"Yes, yes, haven't you heard? Even Senior Brother Ling Xiao fell into her hands." As soon as these words were spoken, a chorus of surprised and doubtful voices arose from the surroundings.

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was dumbfounded, staring in disbelief at Lu Lingxi Yao's figure, thinking to themselves: How could such a gentle-looking girl really have such ruthless methods? If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would believe it?