Peerless Empress: One Woman, One Sword, Slaying Through Myriad Realms

Ye Wuxi, who had just stepped out of the tower, was startled when she looked up and saw a dense crowd of people. She remembered that there weren't this many people when she went in...

"What's going on? Has something serious happened?" Ye Wuxi frowned slightly.

The elder guarding the tower had opened his eyes at some point and said with a smile, "Girl, not bad!"

Ye Wuxi nodded slightly, "Thank you for your praise, Elder, but why are there so many people all of a sudden?"

The elder guarding the tower pointed to the stone wall beside him, "What do you think?"

Following the elder's gaze, on the stone wall recording the challenge progress, the name after the first to fourth levels was Ye Wuxi!

Ye Wuxi suddenly realized that it was because she had broken Senior Brother Huoyun's record that these people came to watch the excitement!

Ye Wuxi wasn't interested in the useless records, so he just glanced at them briefly and then planned to leave.

"Junior Sister Ye, wait!"

Just as she was about to leave, a voice suddenly called out to her...

"Is there something you need, fellow disciples?"

Ye Wuxi stopped and looked at Zhang Haonan and several other unfamiliar figures walking towards her, and asked...

"Junior Sister Ye is amazing! I am Yu Feng, and I hope to have the opportunity to fight you in the outer sect competition three months from now..." Yu Feng's eyes revealed a fighting spirit as he looked at Ye Wuxi.

Seeing that he meant no harm, Ye Wuxi returned a smile, "Yes, I'm also looking forward to fighting Senior Brother Yu!"

Cao Yu, standing to the side, snorted coldly, "Junior Sister Ye, don't let a few words of praise go to your head. This battle power tower doesn't mean anything. The strength of the top ten outer disciples is beyond your imagination!"

Hearing the sarcasm and confidence in those words, Ye Wuxi couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly. The sect was still too big; there were just too many idiots like this who came with their own built-in sarcasm skills...

"Cao Yu is right. Although Junior Sister Ye is the top new disciple and has good strength, she should wait until the next batch if she wants to break into the top few of the outer sect..."

Zhang Haonan wore a faint smile, as if he were instructing a newcomer. Originally, he was quite wary of Ye Wuxi for making it to the seventh floor.

However, she ultimately failed to pass the seventh level, which meant that Ye Wuxi's strength was still inferior to his. Only then did he regain his previous confidence. In any case, the title of first place in the outer sect was still his! No one else could take it away!

The sudden 'lecture' from the two left Ye Wuxi speechless.

"Oh!"

Having said that, he didn't bother with the two lunatics anymore and simply turned and left...

"Wait! I'm talking to you, what kind of attitude is this!"

Hearing her dismissive and dismissive reply, Zhang Haonan couldn't help but let out a soft shout.

"Do I know you that well?"

Ye Wuxi turned around, her expression turning cold.

"You... well, you've already become arrogant so quickly. Do you think you can dominate the outer sect just because you broke this record?"

Zhang Haonan sneered. After becoming the number one disciple in the outer sect, he was always fawned over by the other disciples. Everyone who saw him would respectfully call him Senior Brother. How dare Ye Wuxi speak to him like that!

Ye Wuxi sized him up and down, then said lazily, "I didn't think that way. But if I were at the same cultivation level as you, I could kill you with a single slap. What are you so smug about?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A fellow cultivator could kill Zhang Haonan with a single slap? It must be said that given Ye Wuxi's current combat prowess, he certainly could. The thought of that scene brought a burst of laughter from the onlookers…

Of course, the outer disciples didn't dare to laugh too much, but the inner disciples who hadn't left had no such scruples...

"I'm dying of laughter!"

"Let Zhang Haonan always act like he's number one..."

"My junior sister won't buy it..."

Hearing the laughter all around him, Zhang Haonan's face flushed red, and he shouted angrily, "Shut up, all of you!"

Then, looking at Ye Wuxi coldly, he said, "A newcomer is just a newcomer, ignorant of his own limitations, so arrogant. Do you dare to have a match with me..."

Ye Wuxi smiled faintly and said, "Oh? I just said we were at the same cultivation level, so are you saying you want to suppress your cultivation to the third level of Xuanwu and compete with me?"

“Cultivation level is also a measure of personal strength. What’s the point of suppressing one’s cultivation level…”

Zhang Haonan spoke coldly. He wasn't blinded by anger yet. At the same cultivation level, he wasn't necessarily sure he could defeat Ye Wuxi...

Ye Wuxi curled her lip, "So, all you're saying is that you're too afraid to suppress your cultivation and fight me? You claim to be the number one outer sect disciple, but you don't even have this much guts..."

"You have the guts? Then fight me fair and square, stop spouting that nonsense about suppressing your cultivation level..."

Ye Wuxi rolled her eyes. "I don't fight for nothing. Of course, I can compete without suppressing my cultivation level, but there has to be some kind of prize, like spirit stones or something..."

“No problem, how about a thousand mid-grade spirit stones?” Zhang Haonan said without the slightest hesitation.

"Too little..."

Ye Wuxi said lazily that she had previously robbed new disciples in the secret realm and received more than a thousand mid-grade spirit stones. How could this so-called number one outer sect disciple only take a thousand? Was he trying to fetch a beggar?

"Two thousand mid-grade spirit stones!"

"not enough!"

"Three thousand mid-grade spirit stones, that's the most I can do," Zhang Haonan said through gritted teeth. Mid-grade spirit stones weren't exactly cheap either, and it was quite a struggle for him to come up with several thousand at once.

"Deal! But what if you renege on the deal? Besides, I don't know if you really have that many spirit stones..."

"The prize money can be kept by this elder before the match. After the competition, no one will renege on their debt. How about it?" A middle-aged man dressed in elder's robes suddenly appeared in the crowd!

"Greetings, Elder Yang!" The crowd quickly bowed to the middle-aged man who spoke.

Ye Wuxi was also familiar with this person; it was Elder Yang Dong, who had led them to their lodgings on the day they entered the sect!

Ye Wuxi smiled and said, "This disciple naturally believes Elder Yang..."

“I have no problem with that either,” Zhang Haonan replied without hesitation. He had no intention of reneging on his promise!

Yang Dong nodded. "When do you plan to compete?"

"How about we settle this on the life-or-death stage at Shenshi (3-5 PM) on the third day? No one will be killed, just a winner and loser, with the loser paying the winner a prize," Zhang Haonan said directly.

Ye Wuxi nodded, "No problem!"

Zhang Haonan sneered, "I've put up three thousand mid-grade spirit stones, what about you...?"

"Even if I lose, I can still pay you three thousand spirit stones..." Ye Wuxi said lazily. She didn't actually have that many spirit stones, but she believed she wouldn't lose, so whether she had them or not didn't matter...

"No, I have no shortage of spirit stones. If you lose, just kneel down in front of me, kowtow three times, and respectfully call me 'Senior Brother' a few times!"

Zhang Haonan said sinisterly, just imagining the scene of Ye Wuxi, the newcomer who broke the Fire Cloud record, kneeling in front of him made him feel comfortable. Ye Wuxi hadn't even made it past the seventh level, and he was sure she was no match for him!