“Victory! That Demon Holy Body has won again!”
At Plum Fragrance Peak’s Sword Honing Platform, heads bobbed in the crowd, and shouts of encouragement rang out.
No one knew what the Venerables of the Demon Race and the Human Race had discussed, but after that meeting in the main hall, the Sect had set a policy to form an alliance with the Demon Race.
The Luoxia Immortal Sect was in an uproar.
Humans and demons cannot coexist, and holy lands do not seek temporary peace—these were not just empty words.
Behind them flowed blood feuds and slaughters that would never be erased across generations.
In the Luoxia Immortal Sect, any disciple who entered the inner circle could not possibly have avoided the battlefield against the Demon Race; there was no shortage of bloodshed and sacrifice.
Those were their former fellow disciples and kin.
To say they would drop everything and form an alliance now—how could these disciples, who had been taught to hate the Demon Race since joining and had suffered many partings of life and death because of it, possibly agree?
The Sect’s orders could not be refuted, and the common resistance against the Mara Clan also held the moral high ground.
The disciples, with their hearts full of fury and no way to vent, could only turn their eyes toward the friendly sparring matches with the Demon Race, hoping to reclaim some lost face.
However, the series of battles that followed caught them completely off guard.
Defeat…
Aside from a few wars of attrition that managed to wear down a wolf demon who was skilled in Lightning Law, the Luoxia Immortal Sect had not won a single match in this exchange with the Demon Race.
And if that wasn’t enough, what made the Luoxia Immortal Sect feel even more humiliated was their pathetic showing against two members of the Fox Tribe.
One was Bai Liuli, who had previously made them distinguish between the Demon Race and the Half-Yao. She hailed from the Water Moon Fox Tribe, which possessed a Venerable ancestor.
Though she appeared beautiful and elegant, her strikes were incredibly ruthless.
Not only did she overcome several minor stages with her cultivation at the beginning of the Second Realm, winning against multiple Inner Disciples in a row, but she eventually crippled them all.
If the Judgment Elder had not intervened in time, lives would likely have been lost on the spot.
The other one was even more extraordinary.
She was one of the two great Demon Holy Bodies of the Demon Race, You Suqi from the Qingqiu Fox Tribe.
As the sworn elder sister of Bai Liuli, she currently only had a cultivation at the peak of the First Realm.
However, this did not diminish her prestige in the slightest; instead, it added a legendary color to her persona.
From the moment she stepped onto the stage, she defeated several True Disciples of the Luoxia Immortal Sect in succession.
Finally, even a genius personally nurtured by the Nalan Family lost.
That was the Nalan Family…
Having enjoyed the best cultivation resources and the best cultivation lands in the Sect since childhood, being defeated by someone two major realms below was a significant blow to the prestige of the Nalan Family itself.
Nalan Yunyan stood quietly on the observation platform belonging solely to the Nalan Family, her hands behind her back.
Behind her walked Tang Qiurou, whose face was pale and filled with resentment.
“I’m sorry, Senior Sister, I lost…”
The loser among the “Demon Holy Body has won again” cries just now was her.
Following the defeat of that genius from the Nalan Family, Tang Qiurou had stepped onto the stage with bursting confidence.
Having broken through to the Third Realm a few days ago, she was determined to use victory to prove herself and reclaim the attention that Qian Yu had taken from Nalan Yunyan.
She never expected it would take only three moves.
That Demon Holy Body, who only had the cultivation of the First Realm, actually took her down in just three moves.
It was an ugly defeat, faster than all the previous True Disciples.
What kind of joke was this!
Massive shock and disbelief swallowed this girl, who was both self-deprecating and arrogant.
Even her voice was trembling.
Unable to face reality, she saw a new True Disciple step onto the stage and even began to shamefully hope that the other would lose even more miserably.
That would make her appear less pathetic.
“What kind of expression is that!”
Nalan Yunyan turned back and cast her gaze toward Tang Qiurou. She quickly knit her brows, sensing an incredibly familiar aura in Tang Qiurou’s expression.
It was the disbelief and inability to accept being defeated in public.
Though, the other girl seemed to have an added ugliness that appeared to be some kind of curse.
She instinctively felt a bit uncomfortable, but since the girl was a subordinate who had followed her since childhood, after a moment of silence, this habitually cold and arrogant Eldest Miss finally softened her tone.
“A single victory doesn’t decide anything. As my person, you should know better than anyone what a Sacred Body means. If you lost this time, just win it back next time.”
Nalan Yunyan never thought such words would come from her own mouth; she was clearly someone who also could not accept failure.
But Qian Yu was right—the eyes of a truly strong person should not be limited to a single victory.
She used the words the little Half-Yao had used to comfort her to comfort Tang Qiurou.
However, at this moment, the other girl wasn’t listening to her words at all.
Her gaze was fixed on the area below the stage, thinking about who-knew-what.
Nalan Yunyan stopped speaking.
She read an even heavier sense of cursing in the other’s eyes.
Tang Qiurou was still resenting something venomously, which made her very uncomfortable.
Following the other’s line of sight toward the area below the stage, Nalan Yunyan soon understood exactly what Tang Qiurou was cursing—she was hoping to see someone else make a fool of themselves so that her own mood would feel better.
And now, the object of her hope… seemed to be… Qian Yu?!
The Sword Honing Platform below was divided into three combat zones.
The battle between Nalan Yunyan and the other Demon Holy Body was scheduled for tomorrow; that area was empty.
Although You Suqi, who also held the title of Demon Holy Body, was invincible, she remained calm and composed throughout.
Her interaction with the people of the Luoxia Immortal Sect was limited to sparring.
But on the last side, Bai Liuli, the sworn younger sister of You Suqi, was different.
After crippling several disciples in a row and seeing that the Luoxia Immortal Sect had no substantive reaction other than condemnation, she shed all pretenses.
She displayed all her hostility toward the Human Race and the arrogance of being born into a Demon Race with a Venerable ancestor.
There was no longer any trace of yesterday’s elegant and proper appearance.
She looked more like a Sacred Body than You Suqi, constantly mocking the incompetence of the Human Race.
“Is this the strength of your Human Race’s Holy Land?”
“You keep clamoring about the rise of the Human Race, yet you can’t even find a single existence who can compete with me in the same realm.”
“You want to ally with our Demon Realm with this kind of strength?”
The faces of the Luoxia Immortal Sect crowd were extremely unsightly.
If anyone had thought earlier that this noble Fox demon girl was good-looking, they were now all filled with righteous indignation and wanted to step up and slap her.
They didn’t want to ally with any Demon Race to begin with, let alone when the opponent had such an arrogant attitude and had crippled several of their fellow disciples.
In the territory of the Human Race, no Demon Race had ever dared to be this blatant!
But what could they do?
For the sake of the greater good of fighting the Mara Clan, the Sect would not choose to start a conflict with the Demon Race over such small matters.
If their raw strength couldn’t match up, they weren’t qualified to launch any counterattack.
The entire Luoxia Immortal Sect truly couldn’t find a single disciple who could fight her in the same realm.
“We should just ask Senior Sister Nalan or Senior Sister Gu to step in!”
An inner male disciple was indignant.
Even if it was criticized as the big bullying the small, it was still better than letting Bai Liuli continue being so arrogant.
The statement received no agreement and was quickly scolded back by a Sect elder nearby whose face was equally unsightly.
Nalan Yunyan and Gu Qinghan were indeed powerfully in a league of their own within the Luoxia Immortal Sect, but their opponents were the Fourth Realm Sacred Body of the Demon Race who had yet to appear.
How could they be used on Bai Liuli?
“If you ask me, you should all just come at once. Don’t bother picking people anymore.”
Seeing the people of the Luoxia Immortal Sect like this, Bai Liuli’s eyes became even more contemptuous.
However, just as she was bored and yawning, feeling that the Human Race was fundamentally unqualified to ally with them, a pair of furry Fox ears below caught her attention.
The low cultivation, as well as that snow-white fur mixed with a bit of gray and pink, all spoke of the impurity and mottled nature of the bloodline—this was a Half-Yao.
Bai Liuli became interested.
Rather than turning into monkeys, the dream of the vast majority of Half-Yao was to become a pure-blooded member of the Demon Race.
Therefore, the other party must have specifically come to see her, using those longing and envious eyes to imagine how wonderful it would be if they could become her.
The smile at the corner of her mouth was both proud and contemptuous.
Bai Liuli thought about whether she should intentionally approach the other party later, pretend to be friendly, grant them a bit of luxury in the form of friendship from a superior, and then cast them completely into despair.
In the Demon Race where bloodline decided everything, a Half-Yao should be played with in this manner.
“Hey~ Does anyone want a Three-Glow Spirit Awakening Pill and cultivation manuals? Selling at a discount here, only nine hundred Spirit Stones for both.”
“A member of the Luoxia Immortal Sect does not lie to another member of the Luoxia Immortal Sect. Guaranteed authentic.”
“In times like this for the Sect’s honor, you can’t just worry about the Spirit Stones in your hands! The Sect’s honor is greater than the heavens.”
The Half-Yao walked past Bai Liuli’s eyes, hawking the miraculous pills and medicines in her hands.
After discovering that no one seemed interested, she moved toward the other side with those large, upright ears.
During the entire process, she didn’t cast a single glance toward the arena.
?
The smile on Bai Liuli’s face gradually froze.
On the other side, the little Half-Yao also seemed to notice something and slowly turned her head.
This kind of development… this kind of feeling…
Actually, it didn’t have to be this cliché.