Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder's Mother is a God-Level Boss

Chapter 114 The Revival of Spiritual Qi: My Mother is a Cultivator (Part 20)

"Hey, Yinchuan, the second round of the competition is about to start. Do you have confidence?"

Situ Yao asked sarcastically.

"Of course, don't you know who I am? It's no exaggeration to say that I'm a seeded player in the finals."

"Oh, what a big tone."

Suddenly, a sneer came from behind Yinchuan, and a young man dressed in a star-patterned robe stepped out from the side.

"It was just a lucky victory won with the help of a magical artifact, what's there to be proud of?"

The boy looked disdainful and casually glanced at Yinchuan.

"I don't see anything particularly outstanding about you. Do you even deserve our master's praise?"

"Who are you? How can you speak so rudely?"

Situ Yao spoke coldly, her face showing displeasure.

"Ha, what kind of skill is it to hide behind a woman?"

The young man snorted and didn't take Yinchuan seriously at all.

It's a shame that my master told me to be more careful; he's just a coward hiding behind a woman.

Whether I can do it or not, the challenge will prove me right on the stage, and it has nothing to do with you.

Yin Chuan stepped forward and stood in front of Situ Yao. He was fine with not arguing with him, but did he really think he was easy to bully?

"Whether it has anything to do with me or not, you'll find out soon enough. I advise you to check on your fellow disciples more, because no one knows if they'll be able to make it safely."

After finishing his sentence, the boy turned and left, showing no regard for Yinchuan whatsoever.

Watching the boy's departing figure, Yinchuan pursed his lips tightly, looking thoughtful.

"What's wrong? Do you know him? Whose kid is this? He has no manners at all."

Situ Yao said irritably.

"He's very strong; I just felt it."

Yinchuan said seriously.

"What? Him? That can't be right, he doesn't even look as old as Ranran."

This was the first time Situ Yao had seen Yin Chuan so serious, but his childish appearance made it hard to believe he was a master.

"Yaoyao, there are many geniuses in this world. What you think of is just that you haven't seen them yet."

After finishing his sentence, Yinchuan walked into the inn.

They ran into Lu Yunqi, who was about to leave, as soon as they went in.

"Yinchuan. What's wrong? You don't look well. Who did you run into just now?"

Lu Yunqi asked in confusion.

"Senior Brother is a very strange young man. I didn't see him in the first round. He just came over and mocked Yinchuan out of the blue. Yinchuan even said he was very strong."

Seeing her senior brother's curiosity, Situ Yao told him what had just happened.

Lu Yunqi chuckled upon hearing this.

"Yinchuan, this isn't like you at all. You're already showing weakness before the fight even starts?"

Yinchuan was so embarrassed and angry that her face turned red.

"Senior Brother, I, Yinchuan, am not one to admit defeat."

Yinchuan realized that he hadn't been in the right state just now, and after his senior brother said that, he immediately came back to his senses.

How can one boost the morale of others while diminishing one's own prestige?

Having figured things out, Yinchuan also put that person behind her.

In the afternoon, Si Yan and the others gathered in the lobby.

"Yunqi, Yunhuai, Yinchuan, and Yaoyao, you will soon be having your second match. Remember, no matter how your opponents perform, never let your guard down."

"I know, I know, Master means someone might be pretending to be weak to take advantage of the situation and launch a sneak attack, right?"

Situ Yao replied with a clever look.

"Indeed, the situation on the challenge stage can change in an instant, so one must never underestimate one's opponent."

Si Yan whispered her instructions, and Lu Yunqi and the others nodded solemnly.

"Come on, let's set off."

After saying that, Si Yan led the way out.

The challenge arena was located on another mountain peak of the Wuji Sect. By the time Si Yan and the others arrived, many sects had already gathered there.

The members of the Lingyue Sect began to discuss the matter as soon as Si Yan and her group appeared.

"Mu Qing, what do you think about us going to make amends now?"

Mu Wan'er felt like dying on the spot when she thought about her performance that day. It was all Bai Mumu's fault. Not only did she impersonate a descendant of an immortal, but she also made it sound so convincing.

Hmph, luckily she ran fast, otherwise I would have definitely made her pay.

"Wan'er, let's forget it. The Immortal Master didn't even mind, but if you go up there and make things worse, our situation in the Lingyue Sect will become even more difficult."

Mu Qing's eyes were downcast, and she seemed lost in thought.

"Oh well, I didn't manage to curry favor with them anyway, so it's fine as it is."

After saying that, Mu Wan'er pulled Mu Qing toward the challenge platform. There was still a tough battle to fight today.

Meanwhile, Si Yan and her group, as well as Lu Yunqi and his group, also got up and walked towards the challenge platform.

Suddenly, they saw groups of cultivators gathering in front of them, with occasional exclamations of surprise.

"I say, what kind of luck is this year? First, the Misty Sect rose to prominence as a dark horse, and then a reclusive major cultivation family came out of seclusion to participate in the competition."

"Yes, you didn't see it before, did you? That young master Yin Shuo from the reclusive family looked very precious in his white robes with gold thread."

"Hey, junior brother, you can't say that. If they hear you, you'll be in big trouble."

The man in blue was quite puzzled by what he heard.

"Senior brother, it was just a joke, what can they do about it?"

"How was it? I heard that some foolish cultivators went to curry favor with him these past few days, but all of them had their cultivation crippled by Young Master Yin Shuo in a fit of anger."

The senior brother in white said in a low voice.

Upon hearing how brutal the other party was, they exchanged bewildered glances and fell silent.

However, when they saw that the young master's opponent was Yin Chuan from the Misty Sect, they all looked at Yin Chuan with sympathy.

"I would call Yinchuan the unluckiest person here."

The man in blue was relieved that he wasn't facing this ancestor.

On the challenge platform, the young master Yin Shuo gave Yinchuan a meaningful look.

"We've met again. Do I suddenly have the right to comment?"

Yin Shuo's lips curled up, his eyes filled with smugness.

"As I've said before, all doubts will be put to the test on the challenge stage. What you think is none of my business."

"Ha, what a stubborn one."

Yin Shuo's eyes were gloomy, filled with coldness.

As the final bell rang, the transparent protective shield of the challenge platform slowly took shape.

With a "ding," as the protective shield closed, Yin Shuo's eyes changed slightly, and he launched an ice blade into the wind first.

"clank"

Yinchuan took out his spirit sword and defeated them one by one. Then, Yinchuan changed his pace slightly and rushed towards Yin Shuo.

Yin Shuo's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. He suddenly disappeared as Yin Chuan rushed in front of him.

Having lost its target, Yin quickly stopped and prepared for defense.

However, the Yin family's greatest strength lies in their invisibility. Even if Yinchuan is powerful, how can they retaliate if they cannot see or hear their opponents?

In no time, Yinchuan had become a blood-soaked mess.

Si Ran, sitting in the audience, was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes.

"Mom, things can't go on like this in Yinchuan. Are we just going to be at their mercy?"

Seeing another wound added to Yinchuan, Si Ran clenched her fists tightly, wishing she could go up and fight that young master of some family.

"puff"

As Yin Chuan coughed up another mouthful of blood, Yin Shuo's triumphant voice reached Yin Chuan's ears.

"Yinchuan, how about admitting you're trash? If you do, I'll spare your life."

"No need, I should be the one saying that."

"what?"

Yin Shuo watched as Yin Chuan's aura suddenly changed, and a spirit sword with flowing light and moon shadows suddenly appeared in his hand.

"The Flowing Light Sword? Impossible! How could it be in your hands?"

Yin Shuo's expression changed drastically.