"Master!" Jing Jianjue, however, called out respectfully.
The figure before them flickered, and an old man with a head of white hair appeared out of thin air.
"So it’s Lord Tian. I did not know Lord Tian would grace us with your presence, and have failed to go out to welco you from afar. Please forgive, please forgive." Seeing who it was, Wu Tianxiong relaxed a little, cupped his hands, and spoke, a hint of respect also appearing in his expression.
If Mu Hanyan were to see this scene, she would definitely be greatly shocked. Wasn’t this old man right before her eyes the Holy Court’s Law Enforcent Elder—Tian Annan.
"Master, what brings you here?" Jing Jianjue asked.
"Isn’t it all because of that damn girl Mu Hanyan you were just talking about!" Tian Annan said through gritted teeth.
"Mu Hanyan offended Lord Tian?" Wu Tianxiong, Hearing this, felt a burst of joy in his heart, yet also found it a bit strange.
Others might not know Tian Annan’s identity, but he knew it all too well. If Mu Hanyan had really offended him, how could she possibly still be safe and sound up to now?
"My one and only nephew had his cultivation completely crippled by that damn girl. Originally, I intended to grind her bones to ash to avenge my poor nephew. Who would’ve thought there’d be soone in the Holy Court standing up for her, so I had no choice but to let her go for the ti being. However, she wants to obtain this Heavenly Destiny Star Plate in Shangyue Country—I absolutely cannot let her succeed. I’ll just take this chance to give her a vicious lesson." Tian Annan said, gnashing his teeth. He was too embarrassed to tell others that he had dirt in Ye Lanfeng’s hands.
"Master, what are you planning to do?" Jing Jianjue asked.
"On this trip to Shangyue, I specifically brought along your four junior brothers. Mu Hanyan may be quite strong, but the few people who ca with her to Shangyue are far inferior to her. If it’s one-on-one, it won’t be easy for you to defeat her, but if it’s a series of duels, those junior brothers of yours are much stronger than the people around Mu Hanyan. Once they defeat Mu Hanyan’s followers one by one, even if they just drag it out, they can drag Mu Hanyan to death. As for you defeating her—won’t that be as easy as lifting a hand?" Tian Annan said with a contemptuous smile.
"I understand. For this Sword Sound Academy competition, we’ll use teams of five to fight one group against another. With the Disciples Lord Tian brought to assist, those few around Mu Hanyan won’t be able to withstand a single blow. No matter how strong she herself is, can she still fight one against five?" Wu Tianxiong burst into loud laughter.
In fact, for the competitions between several major academies of Shangyue Country, this was exactly the thod they usually used. He had also entertained such a thought at the beginning. However, since he did not know the strength of the people around Mu Hanyan, he did not dare to take the risk lightly. Now that he heard Tian Annan had brought several of Jing Jianjue’s junior brothers, naturally he had nothing left to worry about.
Tian Annan’s lips curled into a cold, sinister smile, his eyes full of venom. Where was this about giving Mu Hanyan so harsh lesson—he was itching to shatter her into pieces.
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During these few days, Mu Hanyan stayed in the Imperial Palace and kept her grandmother company as much as possible, telling her so amusing stories from the past years. When she ntioned her nickna "Mu Tear-Clothes," the Empress Dowager laughed so hard she doubled over. Later, when she spoke of many young ladies actively asking her to tear their clothes, the Empress Dowager laughed until tears were about to co out.
A few days later, at the Royal Drill Grounds in Shangyue City, the place was packed with people. The sound of gongs, drums, and shouting rose and fell. The Shangyue Royal Sword Sound Academy’s new student grand competition finally opened its curtains.
This ti, participating in the competition, besides the elites of the Shangyue Royal Sword Hero Academy, there were also young elites from Anyun, West Qin, and Beiqi—truly a gathering of strong ones.
As they entered the arena one after another, the drill grounds gradually quieted down. Curious Upper Yue Nobles and commoners pointed at and whispered about the young powerhouses seated on both sides of the Competition Platform.
"See that guy whose hair looks like a hedgehog? That’s Lv Junran from West Qin’s Qinfeng Academy, the so-called ’Purple Sky Sword’ Lv Junran, a genius among the young generation of West Qin’s geniuses. He reached Eighth Rank Sword Master at just seventeen. The one in the blue sword robe beside him is called Zhao Han, the one who looks like a pretty boy is called Liu Rulong, the short and stocky one is called Tie Zheng, and the one carrying twin swords on his back is called Zhao Feng. Although these few are a bit inferior to Lv Junran, they are also top experts among Qinfeng Academy’s new students—their talent and strength are a big notch higher than many older Disciples." Soone rattled off nas as if counting treasures, expression smug, clearly showing off his broad knowledge to the young girl beside him.
"The ones on the seats next to them are Disciples of Beiqi Xuelan Academy. The hot-bodied girl in the lead is called Yi Xingtian. Her strength is said to have already reached Eighth Rank Sword Master, and her Skywalking Sword Chant is reputed to be unmatched under heaven. The two twin beauties beside her, one is called Shijian and the other Shiyin. I heard they’re her Maids. Don’t be fooled by their slightly lower status—their strength is in no way inferior. It’s said both have reached Sixth-level Sword Master, and their Combined Attack Skill is endlessly profound. Those two guys are called Zhan Li and ng Xun." Another person refused to be outdone. When he spoke of the hot-bodied Yi Xingtian and the twin beauties Shijian and Shiyin, his eyes practically turned green, but when he ntioned Zhan Li and ng Xun, he brushed past them in a single stroke, not even bothering to talk about their strength.
It was only natural. Although both n and won could Cultivation on the Holy Court Continent and the idea of male superiority wasn’t especially severe, for the vast majority of won, the greatest aning in life was still to marry and raise children. So comparatively speaking, the proportion of female cultivators was much lower, and their strength was mostly inferior to that of n. To be able to see such beauties in a competition like this—and three of them at that—who would still bother looking at those two plain-looking, extra-like n?
Their voices weren’t loud, but the people who ca to watch the competition all had decent strength and heard every word clearly.
Almost everyone’s gaze turned toward those few young people from Beiqi, Mu Hanyan included.
Although Mu Hanyan had seen quite a few beautiful won, when she laid eyes on Yi Xingtian, she still felt a hint of amazent. Yi Xingtian’s figure was extrely tall and slender, slightly taller than many n, yet she absolutely would not give anyone a sense of frailty, as if boundless energy was contained within her body.
Her sword-like brows were like a painting, her nose high and her eyes star-bright. She lacked a woman’s softness, yet she held a hint of masculine heroism. Her entire face looked as though it had been sculpted, and with that tall, athletic figure, she exuded an even stronger sense of valiant, heroic bearing.
Of course, to Mu Hanyan, Yi Xingtian’s looks weren’t the point—she didn’t have any strange fetishes. Whether Yi Xingtian was good-looking or not had nothing to do with her; what she cared about was Yi Xingtian’s strength.
No matter how equal the status of n and won was on the Holy Court Continent, it was still much harder for a woman to make a na for herself than a man. Putting aside people’s chatter, the fact that this Yi Xingtian had been chosen by Beiqi Xuelan Academy to participate in the Shangyue Royal Sword Hero Academy’s new student competition was in itself proof of her strength. And the fact that her two Maids could also be selected proved that Yi Xingtian was not only outstanding in personal strength—her background and status were even more extraordinary.
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