45: I want to participate in this sword fight too.

A deathly silence fell.

The atmosphere was colder than a block of ice in the dead of winter and darker than the face of the King of Hell.

Everyone seemed to be frozen in place, their eyes wide and their jaws dropped, staring blankly at the culprit.

—Nanny!

That little girl's shocking "high-minded" remarks just now could no longer be described as "innocent childish talk."

This was, in front of all the heroes of the world, throwing the Five Supremes's reputation, along with the dignity of the entire Great Song Martial Forest, onto the ground, stomping on it seventeen or eighteen times, and then grinding it in!

"Arrogant and ignorant! I, Old Wang, will teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders!"

"Count me, Li Xiaoqi, in!"

"And me…"

… …

After a brief, deathly silence, the audience completely erupted.

Countless "heroes and magnates" who prided themselves on being from righteous sects were now as if injected with chicken blood, each one filled with righteous indignation, howling and rushing forward, afraid of being a step too slow to lick the Great Grandmaster's shoes.

But they hadn't even rushed two steps.

"All of you—shut up!"

A cold, domineering, tender voice, as if from the Nine Heavens, filled with supreme majesty, suddenly exploded!

It wasn't just loud; it was an absolute suppression that originated from the Soul, from the very level of life!

Boom—!

A terrifying pressure, indescribable in words, surged out from Nanny's small body with a roar!

It wasn't Internal Energy, it wasn't True Qi, and it certainly wasn't some damned Grandmaster Aura!

It was a chaotic, ancient, domineering, terrifying Aura that seemed capable of devouring everything and transcending all living beings!

"Thump!"

"Thump! Thump!"

Around the Sword Discussion Platform, those thousands of so-called Martial Forest experts, every single one of them, whether they were first-rate masters or second-rate Martial Artists, under this pressure, were struck as if by lightning, their bodies went limp, and their knees uncontrollably buckled, forcing them to kneel!

A dense mass of people, kneeling on the ground!

The scene was incredibly spectacular!

Those with slightly weaker strength even spat out blood, their eyeballs bulging, and fainted on the spot!

Cloud Mirage, who was forced to kneel, had an expression of utter disbelief.

On the entire summit of Mount Hua, besides the five Five Supremes on the platform who could barely stand, and Qin Jiu and Xiao Huohuo, who were closest and subconsciously protected by Nanny as "their own people," there was no one else standing!

"This… this… a Great Grandmaster?!"

Below the platform, the few remaining masters were ashen-faced, their teeth chattering, their gazes toward Nanny filled with extreme fear and disbelief.

On the platform.

Eastern Heretic, Western Venom, Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar, Central Divine—the faces of the Five Supremes were more solemn than ever before!

They clearly felt that the pressure was not directed at them; merely the aftershock made their hearts palpitate, and their True Qi almost stagnated from being suppressed!

Who exactly was this little girl?!

"Heh heh, a bit interesting."

Nanny surveyed the group of "heroes and magnates" below, who were kneeling and begging for mercy, making a spectacle of themselves, and pouted her small mouth, a look of mockery and disdain utterly unbefitting her age appearing on her face.

She withdrew her pressure, and with her short legs, she hopped and skipped onto the Sword Discussion Platform.

She looked as relaxed and carefree as if she were strolling through her own backyard.

"Hey, you old men."

Nanny walked to the center of the Sword Discussion Platform, put her small hands on her hips, and tilted her delicate, jade-like face upwards, saying in a milky voice, "Your fighting is not fun at all."

"How about, you include me?"

Upon hearing this, the eyelids of the Five Supremes twitched wildly again.

Ouyang Feng, the Western Venom, who had the most explosive temper, was about to scold her.

"Brother Ouyang."

Wang Chongyang, the "Central Divine," who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

He looked deeply at Nanny.

"Since this young friend has such an elegant interest, how can we refuse her?"

The other four were startled, then realized that this little girl was also a Great Grandmaster, so it wasn't a case of a big person bullying a small one.

"Hmph!" Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, tacitly agreeing.

He wanted to see what kind of earth-shattering methods this little girl possessed!

"Hehe, interesting, interesting!" Hong Qigong took a swig of wine and laughed loudly, "The Five Supremes's Sword Discussion turning into the Six Unrivaled's Sword Discussion—if this gets out, the Great Song Jianghu will be lively for several more years!"

"Thus, it is very good." Emperor Duan Zhixing of the South proclaimed a Buddhist chant.

Huang Yaoshi still maintained his cool expression; he didn't speak, but he didn't object either.

"Good! Then it's settled!"

Seeing this, Nanny's face immediately lit up with a smile, and she clapped her small hands, looking as if to say, "This young lady's word is final."

"However, why don't all five of you come at once? It'll save time; Nanny is still waiting to eat!"

These words almost made the Five Supremes collectively break down on the spot.

Just then!

"Little girl, your tone is not small. Let this old man come and meet you first!"

Ouyang Feng, the Western Venom, finally couldn't hold back.

His figure flickered like a white lightning bolt, instantly appearing before Nanny. His withered hand carried a bone-chillingly cold gust of wind as it struck towards the top of Nanny's head.

He didn't intend to kill her, using only thirty percent of his strength, wanting to teach this little girl, who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, a lesson.

However!

Facing this palm strike, which was enough to shatter stone tablets!

Nanny didn't even lift an eyelid; she merely waved her small hand impatiently.

Just like shooing away a buzzing fly.

"Get lost, don't delay my meal!"

That small hand, fair and tender, plump, looked like it had no strength at all.

But the moment Ouyang Feng's palm wind met that small hand!

"Bang—!"

A muffled thud!

Ouyang Feng felt a domineering force that he simply could not resist, and which felt incredibly alien to him, crushing his protective True Qi like a decaying tree!

Immediately after, that force surged into his body, charging wildly!

"Puff!"

Ouyang Feng was struck as if by a heavy hammer, a mouthful of old blood choked in his chest, and he stumbled back thirteen steps, each step leaving a deep imprint on the hard bluestone slab, before he barely managed to steady himself, his face filled with shock and disbelief!

How was this possible?!

He, the dignified Western Venom, one of the Five Supremes, was actually slapped back thirteen steps by a three-year-old girl?!

The entire area once again fell into a deathly silence!

… …

Somewhere on Mount Hua, by a misty cliff.

A figure in a green robe lay idly on a large rock, a foxtail grass dangling from his mouth, his legs crossed.

It was Lu Yuchen, who had quietly arrived and had been secretly guarding for a day, ready to watch the show.

When he saw Nanny slap Ouyang Feng flying, even he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"Holy crap…"

"This little girl, her moves are a bit too ruthless…"

"This time, things have gotten out of hand…"

He looked at the five Martial Forest legends on the Sword Discussion Platform, who were completely dumbfounded, and then at his own precious disciple, who was clapping her small hands, a look of disdain on her face, as if saying, "Why are you so weak?" He felt a headache coming on.

The Five Supremes's Sword Discussion?

This was going to turn into… the Five Supremes's Self-Isolation Meeting.