Above North Jade Mountain.

Two terrifying Dharma Phases confronted each other from afar, their horrifying pressure attracting the gazes of all cultivators on North Jade Mountain.

"Your Highness, which Great Sage is the Heartless Palace Saintess fighting? Why was this person not in our previous intelligence?"

A general of the Black Dragon Army saw this scene, his expression exceptionally grave.

The Crown Prince of North Abyss said faintly: "It's Nie Xiuyuan. I didn't expect this fellow to be no weaker than Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian. It seems this trip to North Jade Mountain won't be too dull."

In the camp of the Great Thunder Sound Temple.

The Golden Cicada Buddhist Son looked at the two confronting each other in the sky and chanted: "Amitabha, these two fellow Daoists are too hot-tempered, to actually start a massive fight after a single disagreement."

The monks beside him heard this and quickly spoke to stop him.

"Buddhist Son, you're not going to intervene and make these two stop, are you?"

Hearing this, the surrounding monks also cast curious glances toward the Golden Cicada Buddhist Son.

Because their Buddhist Son had done this kind of thing before, and while he shouted about convincing others with virtue, he actually used force, suppressing both parties with his strange strength so they could no longer continue fighting.

The Golden Cicada Buddhist Son looked at the monk as if he were an idiot: "Do you think I have a Bodhi growing on my neck? The strength of these two is no less than mine. Going up to mediate wouldn't be an act of immeasurable merit, but getting a vicious beating."

"..."

The monks were speechless. So the Buddhist Son chooses who to persuade based on their strength.

But this was also good; they did not need to worry about the Great Thunder Sound Temple confronting two great sacred grounds.

It wasn't that the Great Thunder Sound Temple feared these two sacred grounds, but that there was no need to start a conflict.

"Buddhist Son, who do you think will win between these two?"

The monk asked curiously.

Golden Cicada Buddhist Son: "It doesn't matter what I think, it only matters what you think."

Monk: "..."

He thought to himself: What is wrong with the Buddhist Son today?

In the sky, as the setting sun slowly fell, the auras of the two confronting figures also climbed to their peak.

A ray of the setting sun shone before them, and the two, who had been as immovable as mountains, struck at the same moment.

"Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotions!"

"One Sword of Carefree Wandering!"

The Heartless Palace Saintess and Nie Xiuyuan struck at almost the exact same time.

Two streams of sword energy could be seen streaking across the sky.

In an instant, the entire North Jade Mountain was enveloped by the two terrifying streams of sword energy.

Even though the two had already moved far from the ground, the terrifying sword energy, as it flew over everyone's heads, still made them tremble with fear, their very souls shaking.

What terrifying individuals.

The same thought could not help but flash through the minds of countless people present.

Even the Crown Prince of North Abyss and the Golden Cicada Buddhist Son could not help but have their expressions grow solemn upon seeing these two sword strikes.

These two were no weaker than them. This North Jade Mountain was getting interesting.

Rumble!!!

After the two streams of sword energy collided in the air, they emitted a series of deafening roars as if the sky was collapsing.

This was accompanied by the shaking of the earth and mountains.

The crowd of cultivators watching from below all took out their protective magic treasures to shield themselves.

A long time later, night fell, and North Jade Mountain also returned to calm.

Everyone cautiously raised their heads to look toward the sky.

The moonlight shone on the two of them, illuminating their faces with exceptional clarity.

Pfft...

The Heartless Palace Saintess was the first to spit out a mouthful of blood. Clutching her chest, she said: "I lost. I never thought you would become this terrifying in just over a decade. Truly worthy of being the former prodigy of Wendao Academy."

Nie Xiuyuan took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist of the Heartless Palace, you are not bad either. If you had comprehended a bit more of the True Meaning of the Great Dao, the outcome of today might have been uncertain."

Seeing this scene, everyone present was horrified. No one had expected that the former Green Offense King would now be this formidable.

The cultivators who had just mentioned the words "Green Offense" quietly concealed their figures and slipped away.

The Heartless Palace Saintess said with a cold face: "This time, my Heartless Palace admits defeat. We will determine the victor next time."

After speaking, she intended to turn and leave. Losing to a Nirvana Realm cultivator was a great humiliation for her, even though they were cultivators of the same generation.

"Wait a moment."

Nie Xiuyuan called out to her.

"Do you have something else?"

The Heartless Palace Saintess subconsciously tightened her grip on the sword in her hand. Although she was injured, she was not without the strength to fight.

"Our fight was originally caused by the juniors. If we don't get to the bottom of this today, wouldn't we have fought for nothing?" Nie Xiuyuan said unhurriedly.

Hearing this, the Heartless Palace Saintess remembered that the two of them had fought for so long without even knowing why, which was indeed quite ironic.

She cast her gaze upon the green-skirted young woman: "Qing'er, come out and explain what happened."

Nie Xiuyuan also turned his gaze to Wang Baole.

Wang Baole, in turn, said to Nangong Yu: "My dear, please explain what happened earlier?"

The onlookers who had originally wanted to leave also became curious upon seeing this scene, wanting to know the whole story.

Facing her master's gaze, the green-skirted young woman could not help but feel a little guilty. After all, this matter was caused by her, and it had made her master lose face.

But now, she did not dare to hide anything and recounted what had happened from the perspective of the Heartless Palace.

Nangong Yu, unafraid, also stated the ins and outs of the matter.

There was no difference in the content told by the two sides, which added a trace of gloom to the Heartless Palace Saintess's cold face.

Nie Xiuyuan said with a smile: "Saintess Leng, your Heartless Palace has great airs, to actually want to accept my junior sister into your sect. Could it be that you think my master does not know how to teach his disciples?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's gaze fell upon the Heartless Palace Saintess.

She subconsciously rubbed her temples and said: "Qing'er, apologize to those two fellow Daoists."

For a disciple of the Heartless Palace to ask a top Great Sage's disciple to join their sect was indeed an oversight on their part. Even if you want to poach someone, you can't do it in front of their fellow disciples.

"Yes."

Qing'er, with a look of grievance, bowed in the direction of Nangong Yu and Wang Yufei and said respectfully: "These two fellow Daoists, Qing'er was very offensive. I hope you two can forgive me."

"Hmm."

The two women responded without giving her another glance.

"Let's go."

The Heartless Palace Saintess waved her hand and led her fellow disciples away.

The group of cultivators from Wendao Academy, on the other hand, surrounded Nie Xiuyuan.

Wang Baole spoke: "Senior Brother, congratulations on becoming famous in a single battle."

Nie Xiuyuan took a sip of wine: "An unexpected surprise. I have a premonition that on this trip to North Jade Mountain, I can still fight with more experts. I just don't know who is stronger, the Golden Cicada Buddhist Son or the Crown Prince of North Abyss."

"Senior Brother, you've gotten arrogant."

Wang Baole couldn't help but tease.

Nie Xiuyuan: "You kid, showing no respect for your elders. If I don't get you drunk tonight, I'm not a Nie."

"Who's afraid of whom? We won't return until we're drunk tonight."

"We won't return until we're drunk."

While the disciples of Wendao Academy were harmonious, the female cultivators of the Heartless Palace were shrouded in gloom, and everyone's gaze fell on Qing'er.

This made Qing'er feel extremely uncomfortable. Unable to bear these strange gazes, she spoke: "Master, this disciple was wrong."

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