Chapter 687 - 694: Escaping in Shame

’A talent like this... I have to poach her for Sky Covering Peak!’

Luo Xingyao had already made up his mind. He couldn’t miss this opportunity, even if he had to resort to trickery and deception.

Meanwhile, in the crowd, another person was staring at Song Wanning with intense focus. It was Situ Yue.

The more brilliantly Song Wanning performed, the uglier Situ Yue’s expression became.

Her anger burned even hotter when she saw the looks of admiration from several of her senior brothers.

A sense of crisis washed over her.

For some reason, she felt that this Song Wanning posed a great threat to her.

It was the feeling of meeting a lifelong nemesis, a feeling that not even Lan Yue had ever given her.

Situ Yue rubbed her nose in irritation, a flash of malice in her eyes.

’I will never allow Song Wanning to take what’s mine.’

’In this world, I am the protagonist!’

’Song Wanning can only be the vicious female side character, destined to never make a comeback!’

...

On the stage, blood was already trickling from the corner of Ouyang Lin’s mouth.

He clutched his chest, staring at Song Wanning in disbelief.

’How can she possibly control the flow of time?’

’This person is a monster!!’

Ouyang Lin’s expression twisted for a moment before he endured the pain and launched another attack.

He stomped his foot, and a golden light radiated from it, rapidly spreading in all directions.

Soon, the golden light reached Song Wanning’s feet.

Song Wanning’s eyes darkened. A sharp power shot up from under her feet, spreading through every inch of her body in an instant.

But strangely, the thunder seed in her Dantian stirred slightly, and the uncomfortable sensation vanished.

Then, in a flash, she used the Space Folding Technique again to appear right beside Ouyang Lin.

Her longsword struck directly at Ouyang Lin’s Dantian.

Ouyang Lin’s face filled with horror as he realized what was happening, and he scrambled to roll aside.

But he never expected this to be just a feint from Song Wanning.

The next moment, a Time Rune froze him mid-roll.

And her blade had already appeared beneath him.

When the Time Rune’s effect wore off, Ouyang Lin’s rolling body fell right onto it.

"PFFT—"

Clothing and flesh were pierced through, the tip of the sword emerging from Ouyang Lin’s back.

Ouyang Lin instantly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the Spiritual Energy within him fell into chaos.

Song Wanning pressed her advantage, striking at Ouyang Lin again.

Her longsword pierced straight through his body, running him through the shoulder.

She then yanked it out violently, and blood instantly sprayed out, dyeing his entire upper garment red.

The longsword swung out again.

Its ice-cold tip came to rest against Ouyang Lin’s neck.

With the slightest pressure, the skin broke instantly. A bead of blood appeared, giving his neck an almost bewitching look.

His strength gone, Ouyang Lin could no longer hold himself up and collapsed.

The entire scene fell silent. Everyone was shocked, yet at the same time, it felt expected. Their expressions were incredibly complex.

Feng San’s expression, however, changed drastically, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot.

He stared intently at Ouyang Lin’s figure, wishing he could drag him back to his feet to keep fighting.

’Song Wanning actually won!!’

The reality of it made him stumble back a few steps, completely unable to accept what had happened.

His face paled, and he didn’t even think to go and help Ouyang Lin.

"Excellent!!"

Suddenly, Luo Xingyao’s cheer instantly reignited the crowd’s enthusiasm.

Lan Yue was also beaming with joy, her expression full of pride.

This was their junior sister, outstanding in every way.

A rare talent indeed.

But... her gaze quickly fell upon Luo Xingyao, and her expression immediately turned wary.

’Luo Xingyao is here to steal her away, and Master hasn’t even returned yet!’

She quickly and quietly sent a message to her master, telling him to hurry back so Master Feng wouldn’t get to Song Wanning first.

On the Martial Arts Arena, Song Wanning slowly wiped her blade clean, her gaze falling dispassionately on Ouyang Lin.

She had no love for Mu Zixu’s disciples, especially not for one who had actively come looking for trouble.

But this battle had once again confirmed her lack of Cultivation Techniques.

In the Immortal Realm, her old moves were useless. If she didn’t learn a new Cultivation Technique soon, she would be at a great disadvantage against future enemies.

She was very dissatisfied with her own combat strength.

Little did she know, Ouyang Lin was still in shock at her power, unable to recover his senses.

The contemptuous stares from the crowd, in particular, made him feel as if he were sitting on pins and needles.

He had initiated this provocation, but in the end, he had become a complete and utter joke.

He wouldn’t be able to show his face for a long time.

’As soon as my injuries heal, I’ll leave the Sect and go out to train.’

Ouyang Lin swallowed an Elixir Pill, got to his feet looking dejected, and, without daring to even look at Song Wanning, leaped off the Martial Arts Arena and fled through the crowd.

Feng San also tried to run, but Luo Xingyao blocked his way.

"Feng San, what’s the rush?"

A trace of mockery flickered in his eyes as he stared at Feng San’s twisted face, the smile on his lips widening.

Feng San was utterly humiliated. With so many eyes on him, he clenched his fists, wishing he could just punch Luo Xingyao.

But he didn’t dare.

"Con—gra—tu—lations—"

He ground out the word at Song Wanning perfunctorily, then could bear it no longer and flew away.

His pathetic appearance was a world apart from the smug arrogance he had displayed upon his arrival.

Many of the disciples snickered.

"Congratulations, Junior Sister!!"

Lan Yue had already flown onto the stage by now, her eyes burning as she stared at Song Wanning as if she were a hot commodity.

Being looked at this way, Song Wanning silently took a small step back, though a smile still graced her lips.

Having just driven Feng San away in a huff, Luo Xingyao turned to see Lan Yue trying to poach his prize. With a flash, he too flew onto the stage.

"Junior Sister Lan, that’s not very ethical of you!"

He stood in front of Song Wanning, his gaze exceptionally bright as he looked at her.

"Junior Sister, Master repeatedly and insistently told me that you absolutely must come to our Sky Covering Peak!"

"If you go with them, Master will beat me to death when I get back!"

Luo Xingyao deliberately exaggerated, making the whole crowd laugh along with him.

In that moment, he seemed less like the feared baleful star everyone knew, and more full of life.

Song Wanning raised an eyebrow at his words, but before she could speak, Lan Yue cut in, "Junior Sister, our Master started heading back the moment he heard news of you. He’s almost here now."

"He misses you very much."

’That’s much more pleasant to hear.’

Song Wanning gave a helpless smile.

’These two are really going at it.’

"I already have a master from my time in the Lower World. I cannot take another."

"I appreciate the kind intentions of you two seniors, but this is truly not possible."

Song Wanning refused once again.

’Regardless of my master’s level of Cultivation, he will always be my master.’

’I will not switch allegiance to another.’

’Never!’

As soon as she said this, the disciples in the crowd began to murmur amongst themselves again.

Some thought Song Wanning was foolish, while others thought she was loyal and honorable.

Many Cultivators found new masters after ascending. Besides, no one else knew what happened in the Lower World.