Clan Cultivation: The Ye Clan

Wang Yunfan wasn't one to give up so easily, so he shouted at the giant eagle, "Come help me!"

Upon hearing the summons, the giant eagle flapped its wings, unleashing two wind blades that attacked Ye Zhenzhen, attempting to halt her advance.

Ye Zhenzhen's attack was forced to stop, and with a leap, she jumped in front of the giant eagle.

"Dead bird, you're asking for it."

He thrust his sword directly at the eagle's eye.

The giant eagle's beady eyes widened instantly, and it swung its wing, attempting to swat Ye Zhenzhen away.

But Ye Zhenzhen was just a tiny bit faster, and the flying sword had already pierced the giant eagle's eye.

A mournful cry echoed across the entire platform.

The giant eagle retreated quickly, stopping on the high platform. It covered its face with its wings, letting out mournful cries.

"Tie it up!" Ye Zhenzhen shouted.

A vine suddenly appeared on the ground and rushed towards the giant eagle with lightning speed.

Before the eagle even noticed, it had already been firmly bound by the vines.

Seeing that the giant eagle had been brought under control, Ye Zhenzhen turned her head with relief and looked at Wang Yunfan, who was still trying to cut the vines on his feet.

Wang Yunfan had just noticed that his spirit beast had been captured. He wanted to help, but these damned vines seemed to keep growing and he couldn't cut them off no matter what he did.

Wang Yunfan angrily shouted at Ye Zhenzhen, "Ye Zhenzhen, if you have the guts, let me go. Let's fight fair and square. Even if we win by using these underhanded tactics, we'll still be ridiculed by others."

Ye Zhenzhen looked at Wang Yunfan with a look of disbelief, "You've even used a sculpted eagle, while I'm just using vines. How can that compare to you!"

"Besides, even if I'm ridiculed, you'll be there for me. You're a grown man and you're not afraid, so it's perfectly normal for a weak woman like me to use other methods."

After saying that, Ye Zhenzhen deliberately looked very weak as she looked at Wang Yunfan.

That should infuriate him, right? Then we won't have to keep fighting, will we?

It's tiring to keep playing!

The important question is, why is it that everyone else's opponents can be defeated in one move, while mine is so difficult? Is it because...?

Although she already had a guess in her mind, Ye Zhenzhen looked at Wang Yunfan opposite her and wondered if this kid knew something.

Ye Zhenzhen sneered as she approached Wang Yunfan, watching him frantically chop at the vines, and then added insult to injury, "Fellow Daoist Wang isn't any better. After all this time, you can't even handle a small vine. Tsk tsk tsk, so weak. Is your Wang family short of people? How come everyone you send out is a weakling, especially you, your skill level..."

"You're only below average. It's still a competition, can't your Wang family take it a little more seriously? With your level of skill, I feel like this competition is just a joke!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yunfan's face instantly darkened. "You're talking nonsense! Our Wang family disciples are all carefully selected, each with considerable strength. It's not because..."

"Shut up." The referee spoke up, looking at Wang Yunfan with a warning gaze. "Fellow Daoist Wang, watch your words, lest you bring trouble upon your family."

Wang Yunfan abruptly stopped talking, glanced at the referee, and awkwardly shut his mouth.

The referee continued to look at Ye Zhenzhen, "Young fellow Daoist, in the arena, let's just fight it out. There's no need for all this nonsense."

These words carried a strong sense of threat.

Ye Zhenzhen, however, wasn't buying it. She looked at the referee with a smile and asked, "Referee, is there a rule in the competition that you can't talk after you're on stage?"

The referee looked at Ye Zhenzhen and said through gritted teeth, "No, but the competition time is tight, so let's not waste the time of the people behind us."

That's a statement that's hard to refute.

Ye Zhenzhen immediately replied obediently, "Since the referee has said so, then I won't hold back."

Ye Zhenzhen transmitted her voice to Wang Yunfan, saying, "Fellow Daoist Wang, if you can tell me what's going on here, I might consider letting you off the hook, but I'll have to remove you from the stage. Otherwise, the outcome won't be so good."

"Don't even think about it." Wang Yunfan's face had turned completely black. He directly stuck a fireball talisman on the vines, trying to burn them all.

Ye Zhenzhen watched Wang Yunfan's actions with a smile, a smug smirk on her lips. "Idiot."

"Playing with talismans? I'm not afraid of that."

As Ye Zhenzhen spoke, she took out a second-tier fire dragon talisman and continued with a laugh, "Let me add some fuel to the fire, hahaha..."

He threw the Fire Dragon Talisman directly onto the vines, and the vines instantly burst into flames.

Not only that, the fire spread upwards and directly burned Wang Yunfan's clothes.

Wang Yunfan panicked instantly and quickly cast several spirit rain spells on himself, trying to extinguish the ever-growing fire.

Ye Zhenzhen watched his movements, her smile growing even wider. "That's it? It's a little short, isn't it?"

"Shut up!" Wang Yunfan said angrily, his hands still frantically forming hand seals, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.

Ye Zhenzhen took out a Wind Control Talisman and threw it over.

Fueled by the wind, the fire quickly intensified.

The fire that Wang Yunfan had just extinguished a little bit of instantly burned even brighter.

Wang Yunfan finally couldn't take it anymore and lay down on the ground, rolling around in agony, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.

Ye Zhenzhen looked at the giant eagle being held not far away and said with a smile, "Oh, how could I forget about you? I just wonder if eagle meat tastes good."

As he spoke, he threw another Fire Dragon Talisman directly at the giant eagle.

The eagle's feathers quickly burst into flames; its eyes were already hurting, and now its entire body was on fire.

The eagle flapped its wings, but instead of extinguishing the fire, the flames grew larger.

Ye Zhenzhen laughed out loud, "Don't try to put it out, the more you do, the bigger the fire will get."

The farce that unfolded on the high platform left the spectators speechless.

Ye Zhenwen, who had been on tenterhooks, finally had the mind to listen to the discussion between Ye Zhenrong and Ye Anlin beside him.

Ye Zhenrong: "What's going on? How is this person so powerful?"

Ye Anlin did not answer; he was deep in thought.

Ye Zhenrong glanced at him, then turned to look at Ye Zhenwen, waiting for his answer.

After a moment's thought, Ye Zhenwen said, "It seems to be a case of Tian Ji's horse racing strategy."

After listening, Ye Anlin nodded slightly, "That makes sense, that's indeed the case."

"You mean the competition arrangements were pre-planned based on each disciple's combat strength?" Ye Zhenrong asked, frowning.

Looking at the situation on the platform, Ye Anlin said seriously, "It should be."

"So what is their purpose in making this arrangement?"

Ye Zhenwen and Ye Anlin both shook their heads. "I don't know."

"Moreover, what Wang Yunfan just said—that the people we originally arranged were all disciples with considerable strength—seems to be different from the previous matches!"

Yes, why is that?