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143: Chapter 143 A Riot of Beauties! [Thank you, Brother Yun, for the amazing gift! Bonus chapter!]

The chaotic battle lasted for a full two hours.

Ninety percent of the hundreds of female Disciples of Yaochi on the Altar of Heaven Square were eliminated, lying all over the ground outside the boundary of the Formation, their fairy dresses torn and hair disheveled, a truly miserable sight.

The thirty-two people who remained on the stage advanced to the knockout rounds.

Sixteen to eight, eight to four, four to two.

Every round of elimination was swift and decisive.

Liu Ruyan stopped at the top sixteen, pushed out of the arena's boundary by the combined water-element Spells of two Core Disciples.

When she landed, her white dress was soaked and clung to her body. She crouched on the ground, clutching her chest, her face flushed red, and she still glared unwillingly at Lu Chen in the direction of the judge's stand.

Song Miaoyin fought quite well, but when she encountered Nangong Ziyi, the Heavenly Yin Fire God Physique erupted, and she was blasted three hundred zhang away.

Among the final top ten, Yuan Miaoyu and Nangong Ziyi were prominently listed.

As well as Ye Qingxian, who had "hid" her way to the present. Although her fighting style was cowardly, her Cultivation and Magic Treasure were not to be underestimated!

On the judge's stand, Jiang Yi glanced sideways at the little girl huddled inside the shield of the heavenly emperor cauldron in the arena, the corners of her mouth twitching.

"Is this girl a turtle?"

Yao Xi held her teacup, the corners of her mouth curving:

"Strictly speaking, she is a bit like one. Every time someone attacks her, she shrinks into the cauldron and refuses to come out. When her opponent can't break through, they go find someone else. By dragging it out to the end, everyone around her is eliminated, and she automatically advances."

Jiang Yi was silent for three breaths.

"Who taught her this?"

Yao Xi glanced at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was biting into a fairy fruit, his gaze filled with gratification.

My Disciple, she has truly mastered the essence of my cowardly Dao.

———

The top ten battles used a draw-based duel system.

In the third match, Nangong Ziyi faced off against Yuan Miaoyu.

When Nangong Ziyi stepped onto the arena, her Heavenly Yin Fire God Physique had already begun to warm up. Crimson-gold flames climbed along her arms, scorching the surrounding air until it distorted and warped.

Her peach-blossom eyes fixed on the moon-white figure opposite her, the corners of her mouth curling up.

"Saintess of Yaochi? I thought you would save yourself for the finals."

Yuan Miaoyu stood at the other end of the arena, her silver chains clinking softly, her long hair moving without wind.

She did not reply, simply raising her right hand slightly, her index and middle fingers pressed together.

Nangong Ziyi stopped wasting words.

Her Fire God Physique erupted fully.

Boom!

A pillar of crimson-gold fire shot into the sky from beneath her feet. The temperature was so high that even the white jade surface of the arena began to turn red.

She pushed her palms forward, and the raging flames transformed into a roaring firebird, carrying an Aura that could destroy the heavens and the earth, rushing straight at Yuan Miaoyu.

Above the Altar of Heaven Square, heatwaves surged.

Jiang Yi on the judge's stand raised her eyebrows slightly.

"This girl has developed and trained her Fire God Physique quite well. Among her peers, this move could defeat ninety percent of them."

Before she finished speaking, Yuan Miaoyu moved.

She did not retreat, but instead took a white jade flute from her sleeve, held it to her lips, and played a single note.

A single note.

Hum—

The note was not loud, barely audible amidst the roaring flames, but it carried a power that did not belong to the Dragon Transformation Realm, spreading through the Void Realm.

West Emperor Scripture, Yaochi Immortal Melody.

The foundational Cultivation Technique of the Yaochi Holy Land, created personally by Han Yunxi.

When the Immortal Melody emerges, the heavens and earth change.

When the crimson-gold firebird reached three zhang in front of Yuan Miaoyu, its speed dropped sharply.

Frost began to form on the surface of the flames.

It was not the ice of an ice-element Spell, but "stagnation" at the level of Law.

The sound waves of the Immortal Melody carried the unique time-space solidification power of the West Emperor Scripture, forcibly suppressing the vibration frequency of every speck of spiritual power within the flames.

The firebird's wings stiffened in mid-air. The crimson-gold light faded layer by layer from outside to inside, turning dark red, then greyish-white, and finally becoming an ice sculpture.

Bang.

The ice sculpture shattered, transforming into ice crystals that scattered across the sky.

Nangong Ziyi's pupils contracted violently.

Yuan Miaoyu's flute playing did not stop.

The second note sounded.

The sound wave transformed into an invisible shock, accurately hitting Nangong Ziyi's chest. The protective flames of the Heavenly Yin Fire God Physique were directly repelled by this strike.

It was a true repulsion. It didn't have much attack power; it simply made you step back!

Primarily, Yuan Miaoyu was still too gentle; she didn't want to hurt anyone, which was evident from her previous fighting style.

Nangong Ziyi was defending with all her might and didn't react in time. She flew backward, her back hitting the Formation's light barrier.

"Out of bounds," Yao Xi announced.

Nangong Ziyi climbed up from the ground. She gritted her teeth, staring at Yuan Miaoyu, who was putting her flute back into her sleeve on the arena, her peach-blossom eyes full of unwillingness.

But she couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

Losing is losing.

Nangong Ziyi walked off the arena. When she passed the judge's stand, her footsteps paused, and she squinted at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen gave her a thumbs-up.

Nangong Ziyi gritted her teeth, turned, and walked away, her back held straight.

———

Fifth match.

Ye Qingxian versus Yuan Miaoyu.

Ye Qingxian stood on the arena, the heavenly emperor cauldron floating above her head, golden light protecting her body. Her little face was tight, and her twin ponytails fluttered in the wind.

She took a deep breath, set up her cowardly Dao starting stance, hugged the cauldron with both hands, and shrank her head.

Yuan Miaoyu looked at her for three breaths.

She flicked her right water sleeve.

The white water sleeve transformed into an arc of light, moving so fast that Ye Qingxian's eyes couldn't keep up.

The water sleeve bypassed Ye Qingxian's blind spot, accurately wrapping around her waist, and pulled her outward.

Ye Qingxian was thrown out entirely.

She flipped two and a half times in the air and landed splayed out in front of the judge's stand.

To be precise, she landed at Lu Chen's feet.

Bang.

Ye Qingxian lay on the ground, one of her twin ponytails came undone, and her big eyes were full of confusion.

"I was eliminated?"

She looked up and found Lu Chen looking down at her, his eyes full of suppressed laughter.

Lu Chen bent down and reached out to pinch her chubby cheeks.

"Go back and Cultivate properly. Don't embarrass your Revered Master."

Ye Qingxian's mouth pouted. She scrambled up, patted the dust off her clothes, and muttered.

"I want to be that powerful in the future, too. I want to learn the Sleeve Universe so I can put Revered Master inside or tie him up!"

Lu Chen rubbed her head but didn't say anything.

———

The final grand finale.

Yuan Miaoyu versus the former chief Disciple of the Yaochi inner sect, Su Wanqing of the Xiantai Realm.

Su Wanqing Cultivated orthodox Yaochi Immortal arts, had a solid Foundation, and deep magic power.

She was over a hundred years older than Yuan Miaoyu; they weren't really of the same generation of Disciples. She used to be a Prodigy, but for some unknown reason, her state of mind was damaged, and she had been stuck at the Dragon Transformation Realm for a long time.

But even so, from the first exchange of the match, it was clear that there was no suspense in this game.

Yuan Miaoyu's fighting style had changed.

In the finals, she didn't use the flute, nor did she use the water sleeve.

Her Yaochi Immortal Scripture and West Emperor Scripture were activated simultaneously. Her Peak Dragon Transformation Realm Cultivation was pushed to the limit, and every palm strike carried visible Law patterns.

Her palms were not heavy, but they were extremely fast.

With every palm strike, a phantom of a white lotus would appear in the Void Realm.

One palm, one lotus; lotuses blooming and falling.

Su Wanqing attacked with all her might. Her Heavenly Immortal shield was shattered palm by palm. By the ninth palm, she was forced back ten steps.

"I concede."

Yuan Miaoyu stood with her fists retracted, but she received a sound transmission from Su Wanqing:

"Junior Sister, I won't fight you for what the Great Emperor gave! But men are all trash! Remember this!"

Yuan Miaoyu glanced at Su Wanqing but didn't speak or react in any way.

During the fierce battle, her moon-white gauze dress had been damaged in several places.

The fabric on her right shoulder split open, revealing a section of snowy-white shoulder and half a collarbone.

The slit on the left side of the skirt was torn even higher, exposing her entire left leg from the top of the thigh to the ankle. Her skin was as white and lustrous as jade, slender and straight.

Most striking was her chest.

Spiritual power had torn a diagonal line across the front of the gauze dress, extending from the left shoulder to below the right breast. The moon-white fabric opened to both sides, revealing a large expanse of snowy-white, full skin.

She wasn't wearing a bodice underneath, only a layer of extremely thin white binding silk, which was almost transparent after being soaked in sweat, clearly outlining her full contours, trembling slightly with the rise and fall of her breathing.

But there was not a hint of panic in her expression.

Her long hair was disheveled, the white lotus tilted behind her ear, and the Aura around her became even more striking because of this disheveled state.

Under her cold, clear brows, her lips were slightly parted, and her chest heaved rapidly.

Beads of sweat rolled down her collarbone into that deep cleavage, flanked by snowy Peaks that warriors could only dream of climbing.

The battle-damaged version of the Saintess of Yaochi.

Holiness and temptation collided, the impact absurdly powerful.

On the judge's stand, Lu Chen's Phoenix eyes lingered for half a breath longer.

Then he quickly looked away.

Beside him, Yao Xi's peripheral vision accurately captured his half-breath pause, and the curve of her mouth disappeared.

Ji Ziyue leaned over, her Phoenix eyes smiling, her voice extremely low.

"How long were you looking?"

Lu Chen drank tea.

"I wasn't looking."

"Tell that to the ghosts."

Above the Altar of Heaven Square, Han Yunxi sat cross-legged on a green lotus, her thin lips beneath the fairy veil slowly curving.

"Peak Dragon Transformation Realm, outputting combat power of the Xiantai Realm. This child's bone structure is even better than mine was when I was young."

She paused, her fairy veil tilted slightly, and she glanced at the man on the judge's stand who was pretending to drink tea.

"The Great Emperor's empowerment and baptism show sincerity, but I don't know if I'm overthinking things."

Yu Yao stood up.

She walked to the front of the judge's stand, her Phoenix eyes sweeping across the audience, her voice clear and resonant, reaching every corner of the Altar of Heaven Square.

"The first place of this Yaochi Great Competition is — Saintess, Yuan Miaoyu!"

She turned around and looked at Lu Chen, the smile at the corners of her mouth meaningful.

All eyes in the arena fell squarely on Lu Chen.

On the arena, Yuan Miaoyu raised her head, looking through her damaged gauze dress at the judge's stand.

She did not tidy her clothes.

Those cold, clear eyes cut through the crowd and stared straight at Lu Chen.

There was fire burning in the depths of her eyes, and desire!

PS: I'll be adding updates these past two days. The updates might be a bit much, and I'm writing quite hurriedly, so if there are any mistakes, please point them out, and I can fix them! After all, I'm writing part-time, my time is limited, and I still have many chapters to write, so there will inevitably be some oversights! Thanks for understanding, love you all!

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