Chapter 170 - 170
Chapter 170: Luo Qianxue's Humiliation
"Sister Qianxue."
Just as Luo Qianxue was about to enter the arena, Lu Xiaoyao and Lu Qingyun found her.
Seeing the two of them stop her, Luo Qianxue was curious.
"What is it?"
Looking at Lu Xiaoyao and Lu Qingyun, their expressions were conflicted. But ultimately, it was Lu Xiaoyao who spoke.
His gaze hardened with resolve as he raised his head.
"Sister Qianxue, I'd like you to not go for the kill against your opponent. Just defeat her."
"Oh? Why is that?"
Luo Qianxue's curiosity deepened. She had never once seen these two plead on behalf of a complete stranger.
But soon, something clicked, and her expression grew serious.
"Could it be...?"
"Yes. She's our birth mother."
Lu Qingyun, standing to the side, didn't want to say it but spoke up anyway.
Though they were deeply reluctant to acknowledge Feng Qingyu as their birth mother, they still needed to let Luo Qianxue know.
They could watch Feng Qingyu suffer, but they couldn't watch her be beaten to death.
Hearing this, Luo Qianxue fell silent.
She hadn't expected that Feng Qingyu was actually Lu Xunxian's former wife.
"Understood. I won't go for the kill. Just to be clear--as long as I don't kill her, anything goes. Right?"
Luo Qianxue took a deep breath and looked at the two of them, her tone serious.
After all, if she wanted to be with Lu Xunxian, she needed to take these two's feelings into account.
The two of them nodded.
Feng Qingyu had abandoned them not long after they were born to go off and cultivate. The fact that they were even willing to ask Luo Qianxue not to kill her was already more than generous on their part.
"Understood."
With that, Luo Qianxue activated her identity jade talisman and entered the arena.
"Brother, do you think Sister Qianxue will actually kill her?"
Lu Qingyun still wore a trace of worry. Feng Qingyu was, after all, their birth mother.
If Luo Qianxue killed Feng Qingyu, there would always be a subtle rift between them and their father, should Luo Qianxue and he end up together.
"Relax. If Sister Qianxue gives her word, she'll keep it."
"Let's head in too. It's about to start."
Lu Xiaoyao's trust in Luo Qianxue was absolute. He activated his talisman and entered his own designated arena.
Lu Qingyun could only set her worries aside.
Inside Luo Qianxue's arena.
Feng Qingyu had been waiting for some time. Seeing Luo Qianxue enter, she suppressed the fear in her heart and stared at her with a grave expression.
"Luo Qianxue, I still remember every last detail of the humiliation you put me through ten years ago. Even if I lose today, I will make you pay!"
But Luo Qianxue didn't respond to Feng Qingyu. She studied Feng Qingyu for a moment, and her face darkened.
"So it was you who broke his heart."
"Since I can't kill you, I suppose I'll just have to humiliate you a little."
Hearing Luo Qianxue's words, Feng Qingyu was baffled. But before she could react, Luo Qianxue appeared before her in an instant and slapped her hard across the face.
The suddenness of it left Feng Qingyu with no time to react whatsoever.
When she came to her senses, her cheeks blazed crimson.
Not from embarrassment. From the shame and fury of being humiliated.
"You're dead!"
But before she could even counterattack, Luo Qianxue's slaps came raining down on Feng Qingyu's face like a storm.
Minimal damage, maximum humiliation.
On the outside, Lu Xunxian watched the scene unfold without a ripple of emotion.
Even if Luo Qianxue beat Feng Qingyu to death, he wouldn't say a word. At worst, he would give Luo Qianxue her chance and take her as his Dao Companion.
On the other side, Gu Tiansheng had also dispatched his opponent at blinding speed. The moment he emerged, he immediately turned his attention to Feng Qingyu's match.
But when he saw Feng Qingyu being humiliated like this by Luo Qianxue, Gu Tiansheng was instantly enraged.
His woman was his alone to push around.
"Stop it, damn you!"
He tried to barge directly into the arena to avenge Feng Qingyu.
But the arena's Restriction Seal blocked him completely. He couldn't get in.
"Holy Son, what's gotten into you?"
Sensing the commotion, Ren Tianfeng came to Gu Tiansheng's side, furrowing his brow.
Gu Tiansheng hurriedly pointed at Feng Qingyu's arena, his voice frantic.
"Under these circumstances, shouldn't Qingyu be declared the loser already?"
He could see perfectly well that Feng Qingyu was no match for Luo Qianxue. He simply couldn't stand watching Luo Qianxue humiliate his Qingyu like this.
Ren Tianfeng's expression turned ugly. He was about to step in and pull Feng Qingyu out of the arena.
But at that moment, Ye Wushuang and Gu Feng intercepted him with easy smiles.
"Fellow Daoist Ren, the match isn't over yet. Stepping in to stop it would be against the rules, wouldn't it?"
Ren Tianfeng's expression grew even darker at their words.
"Can't you see? This is a one-sided beatdown. Under these circumstances, it's perfectly reasonable for me to declare Feng Qingyu the loser."
The two of them turned their gazes toward the arena.
Inside, Feng Qingyu was being subjected to Luo Qianxue's one-sided onslaught--slap after slap landing on her face, leaving Feng Qingyu seething with impotent rage.
She couldn't even manage to utter the words "I surrender." Every time she tried to open her mouth, Luo Qianxue cut her off with another slap.
Though they didn't know why Luo Qianxue was humiliating Feng Qingyu so thoroughly, Feng Qingyu was a disciple of the Qingfeng Sacred Land, while Luo Qianxue was an acquaintance of theirs. Naturally, they sided with Luo Qianxue.
"Now, now, that's not quite right. The rules of our Tiansheng Grand Tournament are clear: life and death are disregarded. Aside from voluntarily surrendering, all matches are fought to the finish."
"Your Sacred Land's disciple looks quite lively to me. She doesn't seem injured at all. As her elder, how can you presume to make decisions for her?"
"Exactly. Unless you'd like to amend the Tiansheng Grand Tournament's rules. But as I understand it, any rule changes wouldn't take effect until the next tournament."
Hearing these two, Gu Tiansheng was beside himself with urgency. Every moment they spent bickering was another moment Qingyu endured humiliation.
So he prepared to force his way in, but Ren Tianfeng held him back.
"Our Qingfeng Sacred Land will remember this. We will be sure to repay your two Sacred Lands in due time."
Ren Tianfeng spoke through gritted teeth.
Now was not the time to start a war with the two Sacred Lands. They could settle accounts after the Patriarch successfully weathered his tribulation.
Seeing them leave, Ye Wushuang and Gu Feng weren't the least bit concerned.
Senior Lu was an Immortal Emperor. As followers of Senior Lu, they refused to believe a mere Qingfeng Sect could stir up any waves.
"Whew, I've never seen Qianxue like this before. What kind of grudge does she have against this Feng Qingyu?"
Looking toward the arena, Ye Wushuang was equally curious.
But Gu Feng shook his head. "This is none of our concern. Leave it to Qianxue to handle herself."
With that, Gu Feng cast one last, inscrutable glance at Feng Qingyu before turning away.
Ye Wushuang thought it over and agreed. He followed Gu Feng out.
With the Stellar Realm's Heavenly Dao maintaining order, not even a Peak Saint Emperor could interfere with what was happening inside the arenas.