Su Ling's Time Travel

She stood on the competition field, her posture upright, like a pine tree standing tall on the mountaintop.

With a clear chime, the competition officially began. Su Ling's figure flashed, like a wisp of green smoke, instantly appearing before her opponent. Her swordsmanship was sharp and precise, each move containing astonishing power. Her opponents retreated one after another under her sword, unable to withstand her tidal wave of attacks.

"Su Ling's strength is indeed formidable; it seems she has a good chance of winning this competition," a cultivator in the audience exclaimed.

"Yes, her swordsmanship is simply divine; every move contains astonishing power," another cultivator chimed in.

However, in another arena, Shen Miao's figure also attracted considerable attention. Dressed in red, she resembled a blazing flame, burning with boundless fighting spirit. Her eyes flashed with a cold light, as if she wanted to devour all her opponents in her flames.

However, despite her formidable strength, Shen Miao harbored a deep-seated jealousy and resentment. She envied Su Ling's talent and power, and was unwilling to be inferior to her. Therefore, she decided to use unethical means to defeat Su Ling.

During the competition, Shen Miao secretly cast an evil spell in an attempt to distract Su Ling. However, Su Ling was not fooled by the spell. A cold glint flashed in her eyes, and she instantly saw through Shen Miao's scheme.

"Shen Miao, how dare you use such despicable means!" Su Ling shouted coldly, her tone filled with anger and disdain. She knew that although Shen Miao was powerful, her heart was so vile and cowardly.

Upon hearing this, Shen Miao's expression changed. She knew that Su Ling had seen through her scheme. She snorted coldly, remaining silent, but her eyes flashed with an even colder light. She knew that this competition would be a contest between her and Su Ling, and she had to go all out to defeat Su Ling.

However, despite Shen Miao's best efforts, she still couldn't defeat Su Ling. Su Ling's swordsmanship was too fierce; every move contained astonishing power. Her figure darted and weaved across the arena like a streak of blue lightning, making her impossible to track.

Finally, after a fierce exchange, Su Ling defeated Shen Miao with a single sword strike. Her swordsmanship was precise and ruthless, leaving Shen Miao unable to defend himself. Shen Miao staggered, nearly falling to the ground. Her eyes flashed with resentment and rage, as if she wanted to devour everything in her blazing flames.

"Su Ling, how dare you defeat me!" Shen Miao roared, her voice filled with resentment and anger. She knew she had lost the match; she could not defeat Su Ling.

Su Ling smiled slightly upon hearing this. Her eyes were clear and firm, as if everything was under her control. "Shen Miao, you have lost. Although you are powerful, your heart is so despicable and cowardly. You cannot defeat me because your heart can no longer bear any more defeats."

In the audience, the cultivators all praised Su Ling's strength and talent. They knew that Su Ling had already demonstrated astonishing strength and potential in this competition. She had the potential to become a leading figure in the cultivation world, an object of admiration for everyone.

Shen Miao left the scene dejectedly, her heart filled with resentment and anger.

In the world of cultivation, this vast and mysterious realm is currently experiencing an unprecedented upheaval. On the stage of the grand competition, cultivators from all walks of life have gathered together, originally to vie for honor and status. However, at this moment, everyone's attention is drawn to a shocking piece of news—Su Ling, the prized disciple of Elder Han Yu of the Cangshan Sect, has actually exposed Shen Shanshan's crimes during the competition.

Shen Shanshan, a name once revered by all, is now like a shattered piece of jade, fallen from grace. Her crime of stealing the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin Sword Manual from the Cangshan Sect was exposed by Su Ling one by one, like a bolt from the blue, shocking the entire cultivation world.

"Shen Shanshan, as an elder of the Cangshan Sect, you actually stole the sect's Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin Sword Manual. How can you still have the face to stand in this cultivation world?" Su Ling's voice was cold and firm, her eyes flashing with the light of justice. She stood on the arena, holding a long sword, the tip of which was pointed directly at Shen Shanshan, like a messenger of justice, ready to eradicate evil completely.

Upon hearing this, Shen Shanshan's expression changed drastically. Her once beautiful face now resembled that of a twisted demon, her eyes flashing with anger and resentment. She knew that her crimes had been exposed, and she could no longer escape. However, she did not want to admit defeat; she still wanted to struggle, still wanted to resist.

"Su Ling, don't make false accusations! When did I ever steal the Cangshan Sect's Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin Sword Manual?" Shen Shanshan roared, her voice tinged with hysteria. She tried to refute Su Ling's accusations, but her words sounded so weak and powerless.

Su Ling sneered, her eyes flashing with mockery. "Shen Shanshan, don't try to deny it! I have evidence that you stole the sword manual. Do you still want to deny it?" As she spoke, a yellowed sword manual appeared in Su Ling's hand. It was the Cangshan Sect's Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin Sword Manual.