Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price

Chapter 709: Chapter 369: Immortal Ascension Ceremony, Second Round

Upon hearing Qiu Zhihe’s words, Mo Xiaolan couldn’t help but look at Wu Yiren, who was surrounded by the Golden Snake Guard.

At that moment, Wu Yiren also looked towards her. Seeing that she was looking over, Wu Yiren cheerfully waved his hand vigorously at her.

Mo Xiaolan withdrew her gaze and said to Qiu Zhihe, "Sister Qiu, tomorrow, will everyone in the Western Emperor Palace die?"

Qiu Zhihe glanced at Si Minglan in the distance: "You should ask her about this matter."

Mo Xiaolan bit her lip and said no more.

Qin Gengyun walked to her side and whispered, "When the Si Family massacre happened, Wu Yiren hadn’t been born yet. I believe Taoist Friend Si won’t harm innocent people."

Mo Xiaolan nodded: "Thank you."

The two exchanged a smile. Nearby, Liu Su held onto Qiu Zhihe’s arm excitedly:

"Wow, Miss, the Lord is flirting with his ex right in front of you, and you’re not losing your temper? Oh dear!"

Qiu Zhihe withdrew her hand, looked down at her small belly, and showed a serene smile:

"My husband and I are tightly bound together, no one can come between us."

Liu Su looked astonished, oh dear, Miss, this jealous woman actually isn’t jealous anymore. Has something happened that I’m unaware of?

BOOM!

Just then, a loud noise came from afar, causing the spectators to scream in shock.

Everyone looked over to see that a Battle Platform in the Western District had actually been crushed by a giant hammer.

The hammerhead landed between a male cultivator’s legs. Su Hongling stood on the long, thick hammer handle, tall and beautiful, overlooking the trembling male cultivator.

The male cultivator shivered, scared to the point of wetting himself, and trembled, "I-I concede."

Su Hongling didn’t even glance at him, turned around, and left. With a beckon of her hand, the giant hammer also disappeared.

Around her, everyone was silent, the men subconsciously covering their groins.

Liu Su dashed over to inquire, then quickly ran back, vividly recounting what had happened.

It turned out that the male cultivator on the Battle Platform had simply said, "Thunder Sword Fairy is flat," and the giant hammer descended from the sky, collapsing the entire Battle Platform, nearly making the guy sterile.

But the most miserable were the Celestial Tao Fighting Arena’s maintenance personnel, who had to rebuild the Battle Platform immediately, otherwise, the ensuing matches couldn’t proceed.

The commotion caused by Su Hongling just subsided when an incident occurred in the Northern District.

"Northern District, number three: Cheng Qingyu of Zhenlian City’s Cheng Family against Loose Cultivator Chen Huan... Cheng Qingyu wins!"

The judge’s voice trembled because at this moment, on the Battle Platform, Cheng Qingyu’s opponent had already turned into a pile of ashes.

And there were still lingering black flames around.

"Cheng Qingyu? How did she come?!"

Seeing Cheng Qingyu, Liu Su’s expression changed.

As if sensing her gaze, Cheng Qingyu turned around, looking at Qin Gengyun and the others. Her figure flickered and appeared in front of everyone.

At this moment, Cheng Qingyu was dressed in black, surrounded by faint black flames, exuding an eerie aura, completely different from when she was in the Zhenyang Sect.

She glanced at Qin Gengyun and the others, giggling:

"Are you surprised to see me? Don’t worry, I’ll surprise you even more!"

Liu Su glared at her intently, but Cheng Qingyu gave her a disdainful look: "Little girl, save it, you’re not qualified to be my opponent."

After speaking, she turned and left.

Liu Su ground her teeth: "That wench, just let me run into her!"

Qiu Zhihe said: "She has mastered the Black Phoenix Flame."

Liu Su didn’t joke around as usual, just coldly watched Cheng Qingyu’s retreating figure, hands clenched tightly, her gaze revealing rare killing intent.

Qin Gengyun transmitted his voice to Qiu Zhihe: "The aura on Cheng Qingyu is very weird. I’m worried Susu isn’t her opponent. How about we sneakily deal with her tonight?"

Qiu Zhihe gave him a glance and chuckled lightly: "Husband, you’re becoming more like Cyan Lotus Sect now."

Qin Gengyun held her hand, his fingers kneading her palm: "I’m talking business with you, yet you’re being frivolous. I’m really worried about Susu getting into trouble."

Qiu Zhihe rolled her eyes at him: "So concerned about Susu, how about when I’m not available, let her warm your bed?"

Qin Gengyun helplessly said: "Darling, given the situation, are you still jealous of Susu?"

Qiu Zhihe smiled and looked at Liu Su in front, smiling softly: "Don’t worry. Susu is not as weak as you think."

At noon, the first round of Magical Combat concluded.

Out of over a thousand people, around five hundred remained, all cultivators above Golden Core. Without much rest, the second round began immediately.

The remaining five hundred people’s cultivation was higher, their strength was closer, making the competition more intense compared to the first round.

On many Battle Platforms, two people fought fiercely, unable to determine the winner for half a day.

Of course, there were exceptions.

"Eastern District, number two: Ruo Mei from Zhenyang Sect against Qin Tian from Feiyun Sect, Ruo Mei wins."

On the Eastern District’s number two Battle Platform, Qiu Zhihe stood in a light green skirt, a pearl hairpin in her matronly hair, her clothes fluttering, her expression serene.

Opposite her, Qin Tian, a disciple of Feiyun Sect, sat dazedly on the ground, looking stunned.

The Feiyun Sect disciples watching below were equally astonished:

"Senior Brother Qin is the most talented disciple aside from Senior Sister Jiang and Zheng Mulin, how did he lose in one move?"

"Did you see how Senior Brother Qin lost?"

"I only saw Senior Brother Qin’s sword as if it were an immortal descending from the sky, majestic like a rainbow, and then his sword broke."

"Who exactly is this Ruo Mei?"

Qiu Zhihe walked down the Battle Platform calmly, behind her Qin Tian’s grateful voice echoed:

"Junior Sister Ruo, thank you for sparing my life!"

Earlier, when Qin Tian sent forth a sword strike, he instantly felt overwhelming killing intent, almost causing his spiritual power to collapse.

He thought he would surely die, but didn’t expect the surging killing intent to stop before him, sparing his life.

Qiu Zhihe ignored him and walked straight down the Battle Platform, Liu Su ran up, chuckling:

"Miss, I thought you would kill him."

Qiu Zhihe said casually: "He shares the same surname as my husband."

Liu Su suddenly understood: "Seems this guy benefited from your husband’s status!"

Qiu Zhihe said: "Where are the others?"

Liu Su pointed not far away: "Husband went to the Northern District, Xiaolan just went up, Miss, let me tell you, Xiaolan is now the center of attention!"

"Why?"

"Hehehe, you’ll know if you go and see."

The two walked to Mo Xiaolan’s Battle Platform, surrounded by a crowd of people, Mo Xiaolan’s male opponent just raised his hand pointing at her:

"Shameless freeloader, watch me punish you harshly today, standing up for us male cultivators!"

"Great!!"

The countless male cultivators watching cheered excitedly, faces full of anticipation.

"What’s going on?"

Qiu Zhihe was puzzled.

"These guys are jealous Xiaolan earned the favor of the Seventh Princess, they all want to see him embarrass himself. Xiaolan is now the public enemy of male cultivators!"

Liu Su chuckled, more excited than those cheering male cultivators.