Immortal Only Accepts Female Disciples

The challenge tournament went on until noon when there was a short break for lunch. Since everyone was at the competition grounds, food was brought over by thousands of servants. The challenges then quickly resumed so that the audience could eat and drink while they watched.

Xu Lanyi and Li Yuechan had lost so their names were taken off the ranking pillar and put into the cauldron. They would have one chance today to get back, same as Lin Qingcheng and Zhou Ziyun who have yet to be chosen.

After being provoked by the Tower of Swords so many times, all of Chen Wentian’s disciples were feeling dissatisfied and eager to fight back. Zhou Ziyun had begun the day tabulating a list of potential opponents to challenge but that list was quickly edited to consist of mostly disciples from the Tower of Swords.

As the sun started to dip towards the west, their first opportunity for a challenge came.

“Lin Qingcheng of Ten Thousand Flower Valley, come forth!” Immortal Thousand Swords Jin Wu’s voice cut through the noise of the crowd.

He had taken over the duties of playing the host from Yang Kaitian.

Lin Qingcheng jumped up and looked at Chen Wentian. He looked at Zhou Ziyun who handed him a slip of paper with several names. He glanced at it and nodded.

“Chengcheng, go ahead and challenge this person…”

Lin Qingcheng received her master’s instructions with a smart salute and rushed down the stands. She vaulted onto the stage, her golden yellow battle dress flowing in the breeze.

The crowd didn’t react as strongly as they had for Wu Qianyu. It seemed that many of them did not know who Lin Qingcheng was and just assumed that Wu Qianyu was the prime disciple. She was also the most plain-looking one out of the previous disciples of Ten Thousand Flower Valley that had taken the stage so far.

“Lin Qingcheng present!” She declared once she reached the immortal who was standing next to the cauldron.

Jin Wu barely glanced at her, “You have ten breaths to decide on your challenge.”

“I challenge Peng Xifan of the Tower of Swords!” She shouted.

That person was the same one that had defeated Xu Lanyi in the morning. Since enough time had passed since that duel, he could be challenged.

Peng Xifan answered promptly and soon, the two faced off on a dueling platform. They were about the same height. One was a handsome, youthful man that exuded confidence. The other was itching to smash his face.

He was at the 9th Level of the Spirit Initiate Realm while she was at the 8th. They were close enough that it would be a good fight but a whole level different was still a tough challenge.

Lin Qingcheng glared at her opponent as if he was her archenemy. She was going to get revenge for Sister Xu. She was going to defend her master’s name. She was going to teach this punk a lesson!

Peng Xifan snorted, “What’s the matter with you? Are you even a sword cultivator? I can barely sense any inkling of sword energy from you.”

“Silence, criminal!” Lin Qingcheng shouted. “I’ve already heard enough from your dirty mouth!”

Her words were filled with real anger and intent. At that moment, she already viewed her opponent as one of the many criminals and gangsters she had beaten up in the past. She was now the Golden Madam, taking care of business!

Peng Xifan made a face and shook his head, “Crazy bitch.”

He drew his sword and pointed it at her, “Are you going to fight me with spit and hot air?”

Lin Qingcheng answered by raising her right hand, palm facing downward. There was a flash of light as she pulled the long, cylindrical bian from her spatial bag. The heavy weapon slammed down, causing long fissures to appear where it had crushed the stone tile.

Her sword breaker was eye-catching. It was gold colored from top to bottom. It was long and thick with small spikes and ridges that ran all along its length. It looked nothing like a sword and more like something cruel and perverse, created just to torment people.

The quality of this weapon was also substantial. It was made completely of heavy gold, a metal famous for its tremendous weight and strength. It was a precious item at the peak of the Spirit Initiate Realm.

Peng Xifan turned to judge, “This is ridiculous. She’s not even using a sword!”

The judge wiped his brow and coughed awkwardly. By now, the eight other duels had already started and all eyes were on the pair that were still busy arguing. Technically, their duel had started as well and the clock was running down.

“Lin Qingcheng’s weapon has already been recognized by the Eastern Sword Alliance as a legitimate sword-type weapon. It is known as a bian, a sword breaker.” The judge stated and then spoke no more.

“Fine, doesn’t matter anyway.” Peng Xifan said, “I will end this duel in an instant.”

He whipped his sword across his body and dashed towards Lin Qingcheng. His spiritual aura surged as he summoned the might of the Lonely Sword Wanderer. His sword flashed and danced as he built up power and sword energy for a powerful attack.

Sha!

His sword slashed towards her, sending a mighty arc of deadly sharpness.

This was the first move, Crossing Streams and Rivers!

Lin Qingcheng stood her ground and lifted the bian with both hands. Her own spiritual energy had already been at a boiling point. She swung the heavy weapon around above her head one time and then sent it crashing down to parry the incoming attack.

There was a mighty surge of spiritual energy as the crazy sword breaker slammed into the transparent wave of sword energy. There was chaos for a moment before sheer strength won out. The rounded, golden tip of the bian smashed apart its opposition and slammed into the ground, smashing several stone tiles into pieces.

“What the…” Peng Xifan exclaimed, completely taken aback by the result.

He had chosen to attack her head-on. He didn’t know that this was the worst possible choice against her weapon.

But losing one exchange wasn’t enough to dissuade him. He twirled his sword and tried again. His spiritual energy surged as he closed the distance.

Second move, Rumbling Past Hills and Valleys!

This time, Lin Qingcheng also charged forward. She swung her obscene weapon wildly, without so much as a hint of a sword art. She was just using it as a stick to beat her opponent.

Swing down, swing down, and swing down again!

Ka!

The sound of metal breaking rang across the dueling platform. Metal shards went flying. This was followed by a ragged figure that was sent skidding across the stone until they fell off the ledge.

As the crowd roared, Lin Qingcheng stood alone; her golden weapon of destruction slung across her shoulder. She had won, not through mastery of the sword and of a great sword art but through sheer physical might, through sheer power!

It had to be said that her physique was not an ordinary one. How could it be when her entire body was wracked by orgasms constantly? Each one increased her cultivation a little but it also improved her bones, tendons, muscles, and even organs.

She was special. Out of Chen Wentian’s disciples, perhaps, she was the most special. Her innate ability had no explanation. It was one gifted by the heavens. Something so absurd would always produce a cultivator that defied common sense.

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