The Entire Sect is Full of Villains, Yet the Junior Sister Conquers All Chapter 124 : The Most Handsome Baldy (Ah, No)

"Little Junior Sister, you're so unlucky, to actually face those old bald donkeys!"

Tantai Ming cried out exaggeratedly, "Those guys have always been mysterious, no one knows their true strength. You'd be better off facing Mo Qingchen, at least you'd die with so understanding."

Chu Sang stomped on his foot, smiling slightly, "Don't jinx ."

Tantai Ming howled and obediently shut up.

Chu Sang opened the rankings and took a look.

Buddha's Word Sect was quite low-key compared to the other Seven Great Sects, seemingly neither competing nor grabbing. But upon inspection, this Buddhist disciple's ranking had already rushed into the top five, and in dozens of matches, he had never lost, second only to Mo Qingchen.

When she went on stage to face this mysterious Buddhist disciple, Chu Sang felt that Seventh Senior Brother had said one thing wrong.

This wasn't an old bald donkey at all.

Although he was bald, he was a very handso young baldy, looking very young, not much older than her.

Wearing a kasaya, standing tall and straight, with clear features, his skin was the kind of pampered cold white color, and even his forehead was a few shades whiter than other Buddhist disciples.

Chu Sang couldn't help but look twice, not expecting the Buddhist sect to have such a pleasing light bulb.

"Lingqing Sect, Chu Sang."

"Buddha's Word Sect, Kumarajiva." He smiled slightly, respectful and proper, "Please enlighten , patron."

The mont his words fell, Chu Sang's figure moved silently, her sword wind attacking.

Kumarajiva remained calm from the beginning. His figure didn't move, he didn't even look, but backhandedly struck out a Great Luo Law Seal densely covered with Sanskrit.

The mont the sword intent t the law seal, it was scattered—

The law seal wasn't finished yet, transforming into a golden palm three zhang wide descending from the sky, pressing down towards Chu Sang who was sneaking up behind.

Chu Sang's body froze for an instant, her pupils contracted slightly. This was the biological instinct's stagnation in response to danger. Fortunately, her divine sense was strong enough to resolve the anomaly. Without a word, she raised her sword and fled.

The Buddhist palm seed to have a homing device, relentlessly pursuing.

She felt like she had beco Sun Wukong about to be pressed under the Five Finger Mountain, jumping up and down. The most outrageous thing was that the golden palm could even use the clone technique, dividing into two, then four... multiplying more and more, not stopping until it captured her.

Seeing no way to avoid it, Chu Sang pulled out the Golden Bell, covering herself inside, barely blocking this wave of attacks.

But when countless golden palms rged into one and pressed down heavily, even the quasi-celestial artifact Golden Bell seed to suffer a huge impact in an instant, emitting a buzzing vibration.

"Crack crack—"

Chu Sang's knee bent, the stone slabs under her feet gradually cracking into spider web-like fissures.

"Finished? My turn?" Chu Sang took a deep breath, her face rarely serious. Her movent technique activated, the Mystic Spirit Sword in her hand transforming into thousands of sword shadows attacking.

Kumarajiva's figure barely seed to move, yet he easily avoided the attack of the sword shadows.

He turned the prayer beads in his hand, with a cold expression of compassion for the world, "Trifling skill, useless against . You'd better give up early."

Kumarajiva's cultivation level was far higher than Chu Sang's, but he wouldn't take a proud stance above others. He had been paying quite a bit of attention to this newcor who had risen to fa in recent matches, and had even observed several of her techniques on the arena, naturally preparing counterasures.

"Is that so?"

She laughed in response.

Only then did Kumarajiva realize sothing was wrong. He suddenly turned back, only to see that the thousands of sword shadows he had dodged hadn't disappeared. On the contrary, they were stationed all around him, firmly surrounding him.

The girl used blood as bait, saring it on talismans.

The scene burst into roaring flas.

The sword formation ca overlapping with the fire formation, bursting forth with unprecedented attacking power.

Kumarajiva frowned slightly, realizing he had fallen for a trap.

He composed himself, joining his ten fingers, muttering incantations, and threw out the prayer beads in his hand.

Forty-two bodhi prayer beads scattered in all directions, suspended in the air.

Each prayer bead was carved with a different Sanskrit Buddha image. Driven by spiritual energy, they emitted a golden Buddhist light, also forming a formation, colliding with the fierce sword formation.

"Kumarajiva is at the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation. Indeed, Chu Sang has been eye-catching all the way up, but she's still just at the Golden Core stage after all."

"Her previous defeat of that early Nascent Soul stage martial arts and body cultivation dual cultivator was already lucky, and that was when the opponent wasn't on guard. After that match, everyone knows not to underestimate her, and no one will be careless again."

"This ti, she's actually up against a middle Nascent Soul stage Buddhist disciple. She's bound to lose." The observing cultivators were all singing a tune of doom.

Tantai Ming retorted, "That's not necessarily true!"

These people hadn't seen Little Junior Sister's ferocious appearance in the secret realm. Forget about Nascent Soul stage, even if a Dharma Transformation stage cultivator ca, they'd be beaten down.

If it weren't for the sect competition not allowing the use of those ssy things, with the various magical treasures in Little Junior Sister's hands, she could beat that little baldy to death just by throwing them!

Anyway, Little Junior Sister is invincible!

Little Junior Sister is the most aweso!!

A certain Sang faction fanatic cheered for his Little Junior Sister, waving flags, "Ahhhhh Little Junior Sister must win!!!"

The cultivators nearby retreated three steps in embarrassnt, lest others think they were of the sa ilk as this lunatic.

The formation barrier on the arena blocked the outside noise, so Chu Sang naturally didn't know that Seventh Senior Brother had embarrassed her so much.

She narrowed her eyes, coldly staring at Kumarajiva in front of her, pondering his attack patterns and moves.

Those forty-two prayer beads turned out to be a spirit tool, quite troubleso, capable of both attack and defense, forming an array to trap and kill her.

If she were trapped to death, she would definitely lose this match.

Adding ten points to perception, Chu Sang's mind repeatedly recalled Sword Intent Materialization. At the mont the prayer beads ca crashing down, her silver-white long sword burst forth with intense sword light, wrapped in unstoppable roaring spiritual fire. The ground beneath her feet split open in a straight line, forming a scorched gully.

Sword Intent Materialization.

Transford into a ball of fire.

A red dragon roared forth, breaking through the defense of the prayer beads.

The golden light on the surface of those forty-two prayer beads disappeared in an instant, all falling to the ground, shattered.

"My goodness, another Sword Intent Materialization? Have the disciples of this generation beco so competitive to this extent??"

It was simply too terrifying.

"We thought Mo Qingchen's Sword Intent Materialization was already heaven-defying, but it turns out the truly abnormal one was still to co."

"She's... only at the late Golden Core stage, right? She hasn't even broken through to the peak of Golden Core, how did she also achieve Sword Intent Materialization? Has the threshold for Sword Intent Materialization beco so low now??"

"To those who say Sword Intent Materialization is easy, I laugh. So people might as well try it themselves to see how difficult it is."

"And, did I see that wrong just now? Her Sword Intent Materialization was... a dragon?"

"Although the image of that fire dragon was very faint and the duration was relatively short, it was indeed a dragon... Is this person's talent even higher than Mo Qingchen's?"

The cheers and doubts from outside the arena continued for a long ti.

On the high platform, the elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect also confird repeatedly that the child had indeed successfully achieved Sword Intent Materialization,

And it was the strongest dragon-type sword intent.

Although it might not be very proficient on the first use, even so, the talent was astonishing enough.

Chang Yu also stood up, his face stunned, a mix of emotions in his heart, unable to say a word.

Mo Qingchen stood beside him, also staring intently at the activity on the arena. Seeing Chu Sang successfully use Sword Intent Materialization to defeat her opponent, his eyes moved slightly, seeming sowhat surprised, but also visibly relieved.

Kumarajiva's cold expression cracked slightly, his pale handso face darkening a bit. As the new Buddhist disciple of Buddha's Word Sect, he naturally wouldn't allow himself to be defeated by a re Golden Core cultivator. He ford a seal with his hands, summoning a completely golden staff, a six-ard nine-ringed monk's staff.

A huge Buddhist formation condensed from the pointed tip at the top, projecting onto the entire arena, enveloping both of them inside.

The mont this Buddhist treasure appeared, a thought suddenly rose in Chu Sang's heart, stirring restlessly.

It was the [Buddha's Blessing] within her body, naturally drawn to this Buddhist treasure.

She could clearly see that Kumarajiva wasn't proficient in using this staff and hadn't contracted with this treasure, unable to unleash its full power.

It seed to be a trump card given to him by the Buddhist sect, to be used only when absolutely necessary.

Evidently, now, she, a re Golden Core cultivator, had forced him to this point of necessity.

From another perspective, that is to say.

This staff was an unowned item.

—She wanted it.

Kumarajiva naturally didn't know about the terrifying thought in the young girl's mind. His face remained calm as the nine rings of the monk's staff in his hand moved in parallel, several formations being cast simultaneously, and those formations overlapped, forming a [Realm].

Within this [Realm], Chu Sang couldn't escape even if she grew wings, and her speed and strength would be greatly weakened. She also couldn't receive spiritual energy from the outside world. In ti, there would only be one path - death.

"Now, this humble monk would like to see what thod the patron has?"

This was a good question.

Chu Sang decided to give him a perfect answer.

She summoned a fire-red long bow, gripping it firmly in her hand, grinning, "If I take out this, how will Your Reverence respond?"

"......"

In an instant, Kumarajiva's face changed slightly.

The mont she took out the bow and arrow, the heart-palpitating divine artifact pressure was difficult to resist even for the barrier formation. Moreover, a fire-red figure quietly hovered behind her, in the stance of drawing a bow.

"It's the Karma Burns the Three Realms!"

Several excited voices appeared in the crowd, "It's that divine bow, the one that appeared in the Fla Secret Realm!"

"It was this divine bow that shot through the collapsing secret realm with one arrow, saving all of us. So it was obtained by her!"

"That ans it was Chu Sang who used this bow and arrow to pierce through the secret realm and save us at that ti!"

"Ahhh Sang Sang I love you, long live the Sang faction!"

"As expected of Show-off Sang, this is too cool!"

"Who dares to block my second parents from taking the championship, I'll fight them!"

Divine artifact? Karma Burns the Three Realms??

Kumarajiva had certainly heard of the fa of this divine artifact. It was said to be the legendary realm-breaking formation.

One arrow piercing through ten thousand [Realms].

The girl drew the bowstring, the fire-red arrow destructive beyond asure.

The [Realm] was pierced through with one arrow—

Kumarajiva suffered a backlash, staggering back several steps. A taste of blood rose in his throat, and the nine-ringed monk's staff suspended in the air instantly lost its light, about to fall to the ground.

He instinctively wanted to retrieve the staff, but a pair of small hands was a step faster, grasping the staff.

His face suddenly changed, looking at the red-robed girl in front of him in disbelief, slowly uttering a sentence, "You..."

What the hell are you trying to do??

Robbing in broad daylight??

Those high monks of Buddha's Word Sect also couldn't sit still. That was their sect's supre Buddhist treasure, how could it be coveted by a thief?

"...This is our Buddhist sect's treasure. An outsider like you can't use it?"

Kumarajiva's face darkened slightly as he tried to reason.

Chu Sang: "That's not necessarily true?"

She grasped the staff, striking it down. The previously dim staff emitted gentle and sacred power again, even stronger than when it was in Kumarajiva's hands.

Kumarajiva... Kumarajiva was stunned.

Who exactly was the Buddhist disciple, him or her?

If it weren't for the fact that the Buddhist sect didn't accept female cultivators, Kumarajiva would have doubted himself.

"Give it back to ," he said coldly.

"If you want it, co and take it."

How could there be any reason to return sothing that had fallen into her hands?

She lightly tapped the ground, and one golden formation after another erged from the ground, turning the tables, rushing straight towards Kumarajiva.

Her operation was hard not to break through one's defenses. Kumarajiva's cold white handso face seed to turn a few shades whiter, his heart struck by a hundred thousand blows. This... this was the formation he had just used?

She used their sect's supre treasure, then used his formation to attack him in return?

The most outrageous thing was—

How did she know how to do it??

Chu Sang also took advantage of his inattention to throw out spider silk, surrounding him.

Hong Niang's spider silk was impervious to water and fire. Even a middle Nascent Soul stage Buddhist disciple would find it difficult to break free in a short ti, unable to continue fighting for the staff.

The final result was predictable. Kumarajiva was knocked down by his own sect's formation.

This match caused a huge psychological shadow for the newly appointed Buddhist disciple. He sighed lightly, his face like dead water, "I admit defeat, but please return our sect's supre treasure."

Chu Sang certainly didn't want to return it. Immortal Chanyu ca over and struck her head heavily, "You little brat, quickly return their magical artifact!"

At the sa ti, she secretly transmitted a ssage to her own disciple who was so good at causing trouble, "You rebellious disciple, quickly return the magical treasure to them! Can't you see those old monks' eyes are shooting fire, they're about to turn into fiery-eyed golden-pupils and burn a hole through you... Don't drag your master down with you!"

Tantai Ming also whispered, "Little Junior Sister, you'll really be mobbed like this."

Chu Sang turned her head to look, and sure enough, she saw that the prayer beads in the hands of those Buddha's Word Sect elders were almost crushed.

She coughed lightly and obediently returned the staff, "I was just joking earlier. I'm a good person! How could I possibly rob your sect's magical treasure? Right?"

"......"

Kumarajiva felt she didn't seem much like a good thing.

Anyway, the staff was returned, the victory was decided, and the scene gradually cald down. His departing figure seed sowhat lonely.

Naturally, Chu Sang won this match.

Defeating a middle Nascent Soul stage cultivator at the late Golden Core stage, the spectators declared her to be the most heaven-defying existence in this competition, even surpassing Mo Qingchen.

After dozens of matches, the various rankings on the leaderboard chased each other up and down, changing back and forth, overwhelming people.

The elders smiled and sighed, "This generation of disciples is indeed full of geniuses. In previous years, it was good to have one Nascent Soul stage cultivator, basically predetermined to be first. Unexpectedly, this year has produced several Nascent Soul stage cultivators."

"Heartless Sword Dao, Innate Sword Physique, Innate Spirit Body, Hundred Breaking Sword Case, Karma Burns the Three Realms... This competition is truly captivating."

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect elder also withdrew his gaze, frowning slightly, and said, "However, these three people aren't disciples of our Eight Great Sects, are they?"

Lingqing Sect?

These three excellent seedlings are all disciples of Lingqing Sect?

How have we never heard of this sect before?

Especially that red-robed girl with extraordinary potential, the youngest, yet not at all inferior to others, and even successfully subduing the legendary realm-breaking divine bow.

Chang Yu's face also looked unpleasant, his hand gripping the teacup tightly, turning white with force. He never imagined she would have such an enormous stroke of luck.

Looking at the red-robed girl on the stage below, receiving countless cheers.

He couldn't help but think, if Chu Sang were still his disciple...