After Wang Jiu concluded his indescribable transaction with Shen Ziyu, the remaining details beca minor matters.
It wasn't long before Shen Ziyu returned to the judging room with a conclusion clearing Shen Qingming of all wrongdoings, unsurprisingly causing an uproar.
However, in the end, it was just an uproar, as people did not question the will of the Saint Sect Immortal Judgnt in the slightest.
Over the years, enough people have wiped their faces to prove how foolish it is to question the Saint Sect.
Moreover, the Holy Sect Immortal Envoy also provided the public with a convincing explanation.
Shen Qingming's special power ca from a mysterious Immortal Soldier, and Wang Jiu actually provided Shen Qingming with the correct usage of that Immortal Soldier, but the specific details of this matter are confidential and cannot be disclosed further.
At this point, many people were already relieved. Those long-standing and powerful Cultivation Clans usually have so secrets they don't want outsiders to know, especially those powerful but strictly restricted Magical Talismans, which are the treasured items of each major family, not to be revealed unless necessary.
And thus, the strong argunt between Shen Qingming and Wang Jiu seed reasonable and logical—if one can pass with a strong argunt, why reveal the secrets?
Up to this point, even the aggrieved Mountain Unmoving had nothing to say. Under the Saint Sect's judgnt, they reluctantly apologized to Shen Qingming and the committee elders, expressing they would no longer contest.
Subsequently, the entire Unmoving Manor withdrew from the Cyan Cloud Competition, announcing the manor's closure for three months, with no visitors. During this period, all mbers would undergo intensive training, including adaptation training for Immortal Soldiers, application training, and remote control training, encompassing many aspects of using Immortal-grade Magical Treasures. The comprehensive and detailed training plan left many major families in awe, making people feel the psychological shadow and strong desire to improve after the Shan family's crushing defeat.
The only problem is that as a general faction within Qingyun City, Unmoving Manor does not have Immortal-grade Magical Treasures… However, according to Manor Master Mountain Unmoving, opportunity always favors those who are prepared. Unmoving Manor will keep operating for generations, accumulating over ti, and eventually, one day, they will acquire an Immortal Treasure. At that ti, having an Immortal Treasure but not being able to use it skillfully would indeed be a waste of resources.
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With the end of this farce, the cleared Shen Qingming instantly replaced Wang Jiu, becoming the most eye-catching dark horse in this Cyan Cloud Competition. People began to speculate about how far this girl, who possesses an Immortal Treasure, erged unexpectedly, and how far she could go. Now, she has already made it to the top sixty-four among over ten thousand participants, and next, she might continue to advance, entering the top thirty-two, sixteen, or even eight at the tender age of fourteen...
No one expected she could break the legendary myth of City Lord Zhao of Golden Jade City, but undoubtedly, this once-dismissed abandoned daughter of the Li Family is creating her own myth.
Shen Qingming did not disappoint everyone's expectations. In the third round of the competition on the next day, after a quarter-hour struggle, she successfully eliminated the genius boy Hei Ya from Vine Country. Even though that Hei Ya was the most outstanding warrior in Vine Country in the past decade, and his Vine Swordsmanship embodied the essence of Rebirth of All Things, he ultimately couldn't resist the down-forward-punch maneuver personally perford by a certain Celestial Divine Sword. The entire process was even more relaxed compared to eliminating Shan Heqiu in the second round.
By the end of the match, Shen Qingming had just a broken arm and two black eyes, almost practically unhard.
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"Basically unhard, really?!"
Shen Qingming, with a splint on her arm, shouted in protest from her wheelchair, but received no attention.
Among her mischievous friends, including Wang Jiu, all were already sitting in the front row of the audience, eagerly anticipating the Li Family internal conflict happening at noon on the 26th.
On the second day of the Cyan Cloud Competition, the third round main match, which was also the highlight battle for today, was Li Wanqing versus Li Xinyu.
From a technical standpoint, there was no highlight in this battle, as the disparity in strength between the two was such that Li Wanqing could easily crush her opponent with her eyes closed and limbs bound. However, no one amidst the packed crowd was there to appreciate the techniques.
If the clash of masters—like the battle between Li Chaolu and Qian Yue, a contest of strategies and cultivation techniques— is akin to classic traditional literature, full of ingenious ideas and literary skills to savor, then today's headline battle is a typical teahouse storytelling, a novel narrative filled with simple and refreshing joy. Though it may not offer profound reflections, at least it allows the audience to truly experience joy in the limited ti of the competition, relieving the stress accumulated from daily work and life.
Even before the match began, the atmosphere in the audience was already lively and boiling, with thousands of female spectators—mostly young and beautiful won—cheering and shouting enthusiastically.
So were die-hard fans of Li Wanqing, mainly those won she once saved, forming one enthusiastic and dedicated group after another, loudly declaring their love and support for Li Wanqing.
"Sister Wanqing, we love you!"
"Sister Wanqing, champion!"
"Sister Wanqing, don't wear so thickly, okay?!"
"Sister Wanqing, a petition with ten thousand signatures for wearing a little skirt!"
Yet more spectators were there for another reason.
"Li Wanqing, please beat that perverted fatty to death!"
"Rid the people of evil!"
"Give him a good thrashing!"
"Stomp his belly flat!"
"Crush his fat face!"
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On the field, having just completed the registration and walked onto the arena at the referee's indication, Li Wanqing shook her head with so amusent and then sighed, "Such bitterness and hatred, fatty, how much resentnt have you incurred?"
Li Xinyu chuckled clumsily: "A little bit of fa, just a little. Ignorant people often have so misunderstandings about ."
"Hmm, so it was just a misunderstanding. Well, you can explain it to Sister Yan when you go back. I just saw her expression, and it didn't look good."
Li Xinyu shivered on the spot: "Mom, Mom is here too?! I thought she'd be busy with housework at noon, that's why I applied to the committee for a noon start..."
"Apparently, she put aside important housework to attend in person, just to watch her son's match. And then she heard of your great reputation. Fatty, better pray for yourself."
Li Xinyu was nearly in tears because, at this mont, he also saw the icy cold stare from his own mother in the audience.
The last ti soone received this kind of look was his dad, and the outco... truly could stop a child from crying at night.
Fortunately, before long, everything in the audience beca blurry, and the cheering sounds turned into so vague muttering filled with enthusiasm but little clarity.
Once the main competition began, the array around the field would block out disruptions from the audience. Without all the noise, Li Xinyu finally felt a bit more at ease.
But before he could truly relax, Li Xinyu felt another chill in his heart.
Opposite him, Li Wanqing had already summoned the Yuqing Taoist Armor, the pitch-black armor covering her body, transforming the originally bright and beautiful young girl into sothing fierce and terrifying.
The fatty involuntarily sighed inside, knowing Sister Wanqing was the type who didn't recognize family ties on the field—unless her opponent was a beautiful lady catching her fancy. Given the disparity in their strengths, she didn't even have to hold back for him to stand no chance, let alone she had no intention of holding back!
Ti was limited, he had to start his self-rescue operation imdiately.
"Sister Wanqing, I have a request."
"If you're thinking of bribing to hold back with a photo album of beautiful girls, forget it."
"Even a collector's edition won't do!?" Li Xinyu struggled, "The QingCyan Beauties Picture Collection, the millennium edition number 004, an incredibly rare collector's edition won't work either!?"
Li Wanqing snorted: "Number 004? Who do you think has numbers 001 to 003?"
"No, it can't be..." Li Xinyu was dumbfounded, "That's a priceless treasure."
"Indeed, priceless." Li Wanqing's smile held a hint of pride, "But I am wealthy enough to rival a country."
"Damn..." Li Xinyu was nearly blinded by Sister Wanqing's radiant smile, and had to rub his eyes vigorously to restore his vision.
anwhile, Li Xinyu's plump head began quickly calculating a switch in tactics, glancing around to confirm the audience was a blur... allowing him to calm his mind a bit before using a secret language technique to transmit his ssage.
"Sister Wanqing, do you want my mom's art collection? I assure you, these are all supre-grade never-before-seen dostic lifestyle scenes of my mom cooking, doing dishes, and laundry, and also when she beats up the unscrupulous fat man Li Kongcheng. They're absolutely stunning! How about it, interested?"
"..." Even Li Wanqing was montarily speechless, deeply impressed by Li Xinyu's complete lack of limits.
"Fatty, I only have one thing to say to you; after the third round of the main competition, everything that happens in the arena will be recorded and filed with the committee."
"..." Li Xinyu paused, then his expression froze, and panic began to spread in his heart.
"Note that I said 'everything', including the secret language techniques used by contestants during the match, as well as their communication content—after all, the committee must ensure that no indescribable transactions occur during the competition."
"..."
"Given Sister Yan's character, she will definitely watch the match records of her well-hope-for son, and she also has enough authority to request any recordings from the committee. So, better pray for yourself, fatty."
With that, Li Wanqing prepared to make her move and punch this limits-surpassing brother of hers out of the arena.
"Wait a minute! I also have Chaolu's..."
"Give it up, whatever you have, I have it too." While speaking, Li Wanqing rested her right fingertip across her lips over her helt, emitting a silent shriek.
[Silence], [Poison], [Void], [Curse], [Blunt], [Fixation], [Blind]
In an instant, seven Yuqing True Words combined as one, crashing down on Li Xinyu like a mountainous wave.
The seven words, the quintessential technique of Yuqing True Words Tier Two, theoretically requiring Cloud Flipping Realm cultivation to even glimpse its threshold, yet Li Wanqing, with her exceptional skill and comprehension—and with a little help from several months of secluded cultivation in Shen Garden—grasped the knack of the seven words during her Cloud Surge Realm stage.
And then without hesitation, used it on Li Xinyu.
In fact, Li Wanqing's character was even stricter than Li Xinyu had imagined; once on the field, she was absolutely ruthless towards family, regardless of how beautiful or charming soone might be.
Especially when the opponent was an overweight guy who had absolutely nothing to do with being beautiful and charming.
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