Chapter 2592 - 1496

The female cultivator didn’t let the opponent die, teasing them for a while—after all, who let these people try to bully them?

Hoping fewer people bully others is certainly impossible.

Want to bully Biluo Peak? Let’s see if she agrees.

The female cultivator originally intended to keep a low profile. She came to Biluo Peak for that.

Unfortunately, she herself is like a beacon, attracting trouble as soon as she appears.

If someone challenges her, she won’t hold back, wielding a hoe to see who dares to bully her.

During combat, the female cultivator couldn’t hear other noises from beneath the stage.

Focused on fighting.

The abilities of the woman fighting alongside her, though not as strong as her own, might already be quite good in the lower realm.

There was a power gap between the female and male cultivator, with the male possessing greater strength, some in body training.

Female cultivators generally pursue beauty and physique, rarely engaging in body training, not wanting to become big and burly.

Love of beauty is inherent in women.

Men also appreciate beauty, but only some.

Male cultivators engaged in body training focus on strength, ability enhancement, cultivation; they don’t mind becoming big and sturdy.

The female cultivator mentally assessed the opponent’s moves: they were actually quite good. If not for the little hoe in her hand and her being a daughter from the Upper Realm, perhaps he would easily defeat her.

But she’s not at Foundation Establishment level; she naturally wouldn’t easily lose to a Golden Core-level female cultivator.

The female cultivator fought as if farming, weeding and hoeing.

She made the opponent flustered and disoriented.

Later, after settling, he already lost the upper hand.

And then, the opponent retreated continually before the female cultivator.

Even until now, they still didn’t know the female cultivator’s name.

Perhaps neither wanted to know each other’s name.

The audience once again noticed Biluo Peak’s small hoe, surprisingly so powerful.

Just like the kitchen knife before, the hoe had its own advantage.

They used it better than their own magic artifacts.

Other peaks examined the Master of Biluo Peak with scrutinizing eyes.

The Master of Biluo Peak casually wielded a kitchen knife and small hoe like divine artifacts—didn’t he have more valuable items in hand?

One team after another gazed at the Master of Biluo Peak with shining eyes, as if ready to raid at any moment.

The Master of Biluo Peak felt their chilly gazes.

Like the gaze of being targeted by snakes.

The Master of Biluo Peak felt goosebumps surfacing.

Already guessing their thoughts, he didn’t regret revealing the kitchen knife and small hoe as divine artifacts.

Since keeping a low profile wasn’t an option, they’d fight. Let his two disciples become more formidable and charge ahead.

The female cultivator defeated the Golden Core female cultivator. Her hands and feet were bloodied, though her face remained unscathed, blood dripped steadily.

Her face rapidly paled.

She quickly consumed pills, though she was angry—she had arrogantly believed her Golden Core cultivation level gave her the advantage, surely she would defeat a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Upon entering the stage, she had learned a lesson from the chatty past battle between two cultivators.

Even with prior precautions, she was still defeated.

In the duel, one side was constantly injured, hands and feet suffering multiple skin wounds, and clothing was torn.

The other side had nothing, not even a tear in their clothing.

Though both wore robes of the same level.

But some could see the difference, both wearing same mid-tier vestments; the female cultivator’s robe remained though unscathed.

Where was she from?

Where did her resources come from?

The female cultivator’s identity remained a mystery. The Master of Biluo Peak hadn’t investigated, the others couldn’t find out.

Master of Biluo Peak... worthy disciple of mine. I don’t care where you’re from, what’s your name.

Everyone has their secrets, as long as knowing my disciple won’t harm me that suffices.

He couldn’t be bothered.

After the female cultivator defeated the female cultivator, when she left the stage.

The female cultivator beckoned teasingly to the groups: "Come on, hurry up, if you delay you’ll miss lunch."

Though fighting with spells, it consumes energy.

Only after one match, seeing the sun nearly overhead, perhaps within half an hour it would be noon.

"I’ll go!"

The speaker was a Nascent Soul stage woman, seemingly in her twenties, but surely older.

"Wow!"

The crowd felt, this was truly bullying.

Earlier a Golden Core practitioner fought a Foundation Establishment cultivator, now a Nascent Soul stage person takes the stage.

These so-called elders, how shameless.

The female cultivator saw the Nascent Soul stage woman on stage.

Tentatively she said: "Are you sure about fighting me?"

"Scared? If you are, call your master."

The Nascent Soul stage woman was actually an Elder of the Immortal Sect, not a Peak Master.

She has many disciples and direct disciples under her, since as an Elder, she has the authority to take disciples.

"Master, what do I do?"

Now the female cultivator lacks confidence to defeat a Golden Core Practitioner.

Master of Biluo Peak... your master doesn’t have martial arts, and cannot defeat.

So he pushed forward the female Immortal: "If you lack confidence, let your senior sister go."

Again, people thought the Master of Biluo Peak was somewhat shameless.

A traitor fearing death.

Apparently, the Master of Biluo Peak had ability similar to his disciples, yet pushed these two women ahead.