The Domain Master of Xuan State, Chi Rang, stared at the image in the mirror, his face twisted with emotion. He glanced at Wei Mo's movements, his mouth repeatedly twitching as he contained himself; after a while, he finally spoke up, "How exactly was the screening of the participants conducted? Among the two people fighting, who has the cultivation of Initial Martial?"

Although he didn't name anyone specifically, those who knew the situation understood exactly who he was referring to.

Upon hearing this, Wei Mo turned his head back, reassuringly replied, "There's only a slight difference between Initial Martial and High Martial, and it's just a matter of two to three months. Isn't it quite normal to have a breakthrough within this period?"

The flavor of someone else speaking on your behalf certainly was different.

Chi Rang couldn't be bothered with him, his attitude clearly stating he wasn't addressing Wei Mo; he turned his head and glared at the person in charge of the spectator stand and rebuked, "What's going on with this mirror image? There are so many sects lined up, eager to see their own disciples perform; many are anxious. What's the meaning of catching and showing just one sect, ask Yang Wu who he is being biased towards."

The person in charge was suddenly in an unwarranted predicament, beads of perspiration forming on his forehead, thinking that in front of ordinary people, he usually had quite the demeanor.

But what could he do? He immediately turned around and jogged away to take care of it.

"Hehe." Some Domain Master couldn't help but laugh, turning to a fellow Domain Master who had never been to such an event before, and whispered the previous scenario of Chi Rang monopolizing the mirror image and causing others' dissatisfaction.

Someone sighed with admiration, "Ah, Brother Chi is so upright, impressive."

Wei Mo let go of his hands and sat back down, "I am quite impressed as well."

Chi Rang shot him a cold glare, "Cut out that sarcastic tone. How about we make a bet with the quantity of Insect Extreme Crystal at the end? Sheng Province against my Xuan State?"

At the mention of another bet, some people immediately perked up. Wasn't this more interesting than watching kids fight? Instantly, they were hoping for chaos.

"Wei Mo, you're being directly challenged to your face, can you stand it?"

"Forget about face, fight for your pride, bet with him."

"Wei Mo, show some backbone, bite back!"

Wei Mo paid no attention to this barking crowd. The chances of winning were too slim; it was a certain loss - why bet? He leaned back into his chair, feeling comfortable, drumming his fingers on the armrest. This battle for reputation was enough; at least during a verbal fight, he had something to shut Chi Rang, the old dog's mouth.

Above Wukang Mountain, two elders and a disciple were staring at the mirror image, their expressions as if their jaws had dropped in shock.

Soon, the two elders looked at each other and felt a shiver run down their spine. Normally, the life and death in a competition didn't matter much, but publicly hitting Su Yuan Sect in the face—could it be that easy?

On top of that, Life Continent Domain Master Wei Mo already had a bone to pick with Wukang Mountain; the two thought about the future and their mouths went dry.

"Shi Chun won, cutting down the disciple of Su Yuan Sect with his blade!"

Inside the schoolyard, someone let out an incredulous exclamation that ignited the crowd, stirring up a tidal wave of discussion among the spectators who snapped back to reality.

Hidden under a cloak, Feng Chi looked around, gauging everyone's reaction. At the moment in the mirror image when a head fell to the ground, she almost burst with excitement, clenching her fists and wanting to cheer out loud, blood boiling with satisfaction!

Her reaction was so intense because she had been incredibly repressed.

Those who had not experienced what she had would never understand her. She was a decent-looking woman who was stifling herself as a madam in a brothel, day in and day out, putting on a smiling face, treating anyone with a bit of money as a lord. When encountering a handsy patron, she had to put up with unsolicited touches; she had the urge to kill, but she had to endure.

She was beyond frustrated; she was not some figure from the Demon Path to be feared. She was more oppressed than a grandson – no, worse than a grandson, she was no different from a prostitute.

Not a figure from the Demon Path, but a lady of a brothel.

She had already screamed countless times in the countless nights silently.

She had long wanted to punch the heavens and stomp on the royal courts, to deal with sects like "Urinal Sect" and "Excrement Sect" just like she was witnessing now—kill, just kill, kill!

The Shi Chun in the mirror image was exactly to her taste; she liked him so much that she wished she could hug him and kiss him countless times.

Of course, her boiling blood could only be suppressed within her body; if it erupted, she would die. Emotions aside, logically speaking, she was somewhat worried about Shi Chun's future.

The noise of the people was deafening, while Xuan State's seating area was comparatively silent. People were only whispering privately; however surprised or eager to discuss, they still had to show some respect for Su Yuan Sect.

But the discussions from other regions were uncontrollable.

The Su Yuan Sect elder, Ji Qinghe, still had a stern look on his face as he stared unflinchingly at the mirror image, appearing indifferent to the surrounding criticisms.

His disciple, after enduring for so long, could no longer stand the comments and deliberately spoke loudly to a companion, "Shi Chun, that thief, is truly cunning. He has deliberately seriously injured Brother Chao before competing with him, which is truly despicable!"

Another sect member immediately voiced their agreement loudly, "Indeed, Brother Chao's 'Dissolution Technique' has reached the Seven Law Soldiers level, but now he can only use the Three Magic Soldiers. Less than half of his strength could be displayed. Otherwise, that villain would have no life left!"

These words were not just meant for each other but were clearly intended for everyone around to hear.

"Enough," Ji Qinghe suddenly admonished the two disciples, and sat back down with a serious face.

The surrounding disciples, having no choice, also sat down quietly.

Ji Qinghe then spoke up, "Previously, Guan Wen and Yan Ji also disappeared when they were with this Shi Chun."

The disciples around him turned to look at him in unison, unsure of his implication, wondering if the disappearances of those two in the Moon Sea were also related to this Shi Chun.

Ji Qinghe: "Go ask the people from Wukang Mountain if they gave Shi Chun any Wind Scale before he entered the arena."

"Understood." The two immediately complied, standing up to leave.

"Hold on." Ji Qinghe suddenly called them back.

The two turned their heads to look at him, then faced him again, waiting for further instructions.

But to their surprise, Ji Qinghe just let out a light sigh and said, "Nevermind, it's not necessary anymore. It's no longer important."

He originally wanted to stick to the facts, but upon further thought, he felt that such actions would be beneath the dignity of the Su Yuan Sect. It wasn't necessary.

"Elder." The two disciples still seemed reluctant, as they had wanted to go and question Wukang Mountain on the side.

Ji Qinghe said nothing more and fixed his gaze back on the mirror image.

The two disciples, having no choice, exchanged a glance and obediently sat back down.

The scene in the mirror hadn't changed, and some of the sects from Xuan State, who were part of the same group, such as Bilan Sect behind Chu Jingtang and Purple Cloud Sect behind Lao Changtai, were inwardly lamenting their bad luck.

When Shi Chun first appeared in the mirror, could they not recognize their own sect's disciples at the conference, even if others did not?

They noticed right away that disciples from their sects were mixed up with Shi Chun's group.

At first, they didn't take it seriously, but seeing Shi Chun kill Chao Zhilin in public, the individuals from those eleven sects started to feel a bit nervous, wondering why their disciples were hanging around with Shi Chun.

Your own people from Xuan State are fallen at your feet, yet you do nothing but have a merry chat with a person from Sheng Province—what is going on?

They couldn't understand and feared that if Shi Chun went back to their sects and showed his face too much, he would be easily exposed.

In the stands, Lan Qiaoyan exhaled while watching the mirror image, murmuring to herself, "This guy..."

Miao Yilan couldn't help but turn back to ask, "Father, after the Sky Rain Meteor Conference is over, will the people from Su Yuan Sect let Shi Chun off?"

She might not know much about other sects, but she was somewhat familiar with the reputation of Su Yuan Sect—definitely more so than Shi Chun knew.

Miao Dingyi looked at the mirror and said indifferently, "Whether he can get past the hurdles before the end of the conference is another matter; having killed a disciple of Su Yuan Sect, Mulan Qingqing, who is leading the team from Su Yuan Sect, is unlikely to let him off easily because of the sect's reputation."

Lan Qiaoyan, sensing something in her husband's words, inquired, "Is this Mulan Qingqing well-known?"

Miao Dingyi: "The last Sect Leader of Su Yuan Sect bore the surname 'Mulan'."

Lan Qiaoyan understood with an "Oh," realizing the person would be determined to defend the reputation of Su Yuan Sect, then suddenly exclaimed, remembering something, "That... that Mulan Jin who was expelled from Su Yuan Sect and now holds a position in the Heavenly Court, is she related to her..."

Miao Dingyi: "Her father."

Lan Qiaoyan expressed surprise, "With such status, she went to participate in the Sky Rain Meteor Conference?"

Miao Dingyi smiled faintly, "Status can sometimes be burdensome."

Gong Shaoci also shifted his gaze away from the screen, standing unperturbed beside the seats of the Miao family, quietly accompanying them and listening to their conversation.

Back at the best viewing spot, the organizer had returned, explaining personally to Domain Master Chi Rang of Xuan State, "Lord Chi, about the mirror image, even Yang Wu is having trouble handling it. He says the person paid for it, and it would not be right to cut it off."

Lord Chi, who was already fuming, grew even angrier upon hearing this, responding with a forced smile, "So rich and lavish with money—who is it? Introduce me."

The organizer hesitated a little, glanced at the crowd, and under the stern stare of Lord Chi, he confessed, "A distinguished guest from the south, the grandson of Right Minister from Shanbu Continent, Gong Shaoci."

With this revelation, Lord Chi's face showed astonishment, and all the Domain Masters were taken aback.

Although the visitor came from the south and had no jurisdiction over them in the east, his grandfather's status was far above theirs. If he was spending money for entertainment without offending anyone, they, as Domain Masters, had neither reason nor the convenience to provoke him.

Lord Chi could only swallow his anger, and asked curiously, "Why is he so fixated on watching Shi Chun? What's their relationship?"

They could tell who requested the view just by looking at the central figure in the image.

"I don't know," replied the organizer, shaking his head. Even if he knew, it was not his place to say.

Lord Chi had no more to say and flicked his fingers, signaling for the organizer to step down.

Xiang Laner and Wu Jinliang had already flashed over to Shi Chun's side.

The cut on Shi Chun's face was quite large, and Wu Jinliang helped him with some minor treatment, then turned to Xiang Laner and said cheerfully, "His skin heals quickly; in a few days, he'll be a pretty boy again."

Pretty boy? Xiang Laner marveled at his audacity to insult the term "pretty boy", also unsure of what to say to Shi Chun since the scene of his fight with Chao Zhilin was still flashing in his mind.

"Let's go," said Shi Chun, touching the wound on his face and flashing over to two other unconscious individuals.

He stared at the two for a moment, then suddenly, to the astonishment of Xiang and Wu, he swiftly moved his hand, blood spattered, and he decapitated both men, rolling two heads on the ground.

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