Whether one could enter the elite class was a major watershed for the girls of the Spiritual Moon Sect.
The Elite disciples who managed to enter received free Elixirs from the Sect, could study the cultivation methods in the Sect’s library, and were given priority when accepting missions.
Their teaching resources were incomparable.
Mu Yanxi knew Ruo Xuan had always wanted to join the elite class.
In reality, her strength was sufficient; both her immortal remains and divine artifacts were high-grade. Her immortal remains, in particular, were superior to almost anyone else’s among the new disciples.
However, Ruo Xuan had very little combat experience and was somewhat soft-hearted. This led to her potentially losing in actual combat to opponents who were originally inferior to her.
“Who hit you so hard that you were seriously injured?” Mu Yanxi asked.
“It was that one over there. She has immortal remains in both her left and right hands, and there is even a Sixth-Grade Magical Artifact hidden inside the immortal remains of her left hand.”
“Additionally, she’s likely installed a Chip containing a Hong-level martial art. Whatever you do, don’t provoke her.” Ruo Xuan gestured with her eyes toward a short-haired girl who exuded a murderous aura.
Mu Yanxi checked the leaderboard. The girl’s name was Liu Jing, and she had already defeated two challengers in a row.
Another girl was in even worse condition than Ruo Xuan, having been nearly cut in half. She was currently lying on the ground receiving treatment from a drone and would be unable to participate further in the challenge.
Because Liu Jing was so ruthless, the other girls didn’t dare challenge her.
At that moment, she seemed to feel that victory was within her grasp, sitting on a chair in the square and drinking a pack of energy drink to recover her strength.
“I see. Ruo Xuan, can you challenge me?” Mu Yanxi suddenly spoke.
“Huh? Challenge you? But why? I can’t fight anymore,” Ruo Xuan asked, stunned.
“I’ve only been challenged once. If you challenge me one more time, I’ll only have one slot left for someone to challenge me. Can you help me this once?” Mu Yanxi asked in a sincere tone.
“Are you saying you want me to use my last challenge opportunity to give you one more victory?” Ruo Xuan asked with a bitter smile.
It wasn’t that she was unwilling to help, but when she was injured and had lost her own chance, the fact that Mu Yanxi was only thinking about her own challenge opportunities made her feel a bit of a gap in their relationship.
“I’m sorry, but there aren’t many opponents left who can be challenged. I’m already a target for many. If it’s just to snatch a spot in the elite class, they won’t care much about Yun’er’s influence. If you help me this time, there will certainly be a reward later,” Mu Yanxi analyzed seriously.
“Fine. Since I’m seriously injured, it’s impossible for me to challenge anyone else anyway. I’ll use this chance to help you,” Ruo Xuan nodded.
She quickly moved past her disappointment and began to calmly analyze the pros and cons. Since she had no chance of getting into the elite class, her final challenge opportunity was better spent as a favor.
In fact, Mu Yanxi wasn’t the only one doing this. Many wealthy girls were doing the same.
They would bribe two lower-ranking female disciples; as soon as they successfully held the stage, they would immediately have those two challenge them and lose on purpose, directly locking in a spot in the elite class.
Those low-level female disciples were willing to accept this kind of business. It was just a challenge opportunity, after all.
They had three, and it was highly unlikely they would make it in, so they might as well trade them for some benefits and build a connection with an Elite disciple. Why not?
Even disciples who were already on the elite class list had pre-emptively bribed three low-level female disciples.
As soon as the challenge matches began, they would have those disciples challenge them in turn to exhaust their challenge slots.
Strangely, in the face of this obvious match-fixing, Teacher Zhao Shuanghua turned a blind eye.
She did not stop it at all, nor did she even give a warning. It seemed the Sect allowed this method of fixing matches.
Previously, Mu Yanxi had wondered if allowing such ruthless strikes during internal competitions was a bit too aggressive, but now she saw the teacher allowing disciples to fix matches.
This tournament felt a bit too haphazard. ‘Could they really select disciples with potential for prioritized training this way?’
Soon, Mu Yanxi reached an understanding.
If both forms were permitted or even encouraged by the Sect, then the Spiritual Moon Sect’s training policy was quite clear: as long as the goal could be achieved, any means were acceptable.
“I want to challenge Student Mu Yanxi,” Ruo Xuan said. Zhao Shuanghua did not react, simply pointing to an empty platform as the water screen opened a gap.
On the way to the platform, Shangguan Yun stood in their path. As Mu Yanxi passed, Shangguan Yun said, “You really have the leisure to play these little tricks. You won’t go far in the cultivation realm like this.”
“I have my own confidence; otherwise, I wouldn’t do this,” Mu Yanxi said meaningfully.
After entering the platform, she said to Ruo Xuan, “I’m quite interested in that… what was it called? That plasma gun of yours. Can you shoot me once?”
“How could I? That shot has the power of a standard Golden Core strike. If it hits squarely, it could be fatal!”
“Earlier, it was only because that Yao Race girl was tough and sturdy that I dared to fire at her.” Ruo Xuan shook her head repeatedly.
Mu Yanxi smiled bitterly.
This was exactly why Ruo Xuan had been defeated. With a gun that could stablely and continuously fire attacks at the Golden Core Stage, as long as Ruo Xuan let loose, wouldn’t she be able to one-shot any of these Elite disciples who only had Foundation Establishment strength on average?
She had been defeated because she was too soft-hearted.
“It’s fine. I just want to test its power. I’ll dodge. Besides, there’s the protection of the drones, so I won’t die,” Mu Yanxi said as she took out the newly acquired Undying Blade.
The power of the plasma gun was indeed great, but its drawback was that it couldn’t track. For a disciple with a fast enough movement technique, dodging the line of fire wasn’t difficult.
“Well… okay then. I’ll fire one shot near your feet. Just one,” Ruo Xuan said, raising the plasma gun. The barrel began to charge.
Mu Yanxi also went all out. The Undying Blade began its own charging process.
The protective spiritual lights of the Spirit Moon Ring and the Lingyue Palace Qipao were activated, along with the water shield from the Virgin Fairy Bathing Method.
*Crack!* A flash of electricity shot out. It wasn’t particularly grand, but the blinding plasma hurtled toward Mu Yanxi’s feet like a cannon shell.
Mu Yanxi raised her blade and slashed. The long-range blade light she had seen used in Wei Ling’s hands struck the plasma directly.
It was instantly swallowed by the plasma, but this strike actually managed to slice through it, splitting the plasma in two.
*Boom! Boom!* Two explosions rang out from Mu Yanxi’s left and right simultaneously.
The two sections of the severed plasma struck the ground. While lightning flashed everywhere, several scorch marks were added to the floor.
“Eh?!” Ruo Xuan let out a small cry of surprise. She truly hadn’t expected Mu Yanxi to have the means to directly withstand a Golden Core level strike.
Mu Yanxi was also quite surprised. It seemed the claim that the Undying Blade possessed a spatial-severing divine ability was true. It could even cut through plasma this strong. However…
“AAAAARGH!” Mu Yanxi’s body trembled as she fell to the ground.
At the same moment the two pieces of plasma hit the floor, she had withdrawn all her defenses and was instantly knocked down by the electricity.
The aftershock of a mid-stage Golden Core strike was enough to knock her down even if it only brushed past her.
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