Chapter 2593 - 1496: Part 2

Some thought, having a master who gave such a Divine Artifact, it was worth charging to the front line.

Others felt such a master was incompetent, treating their disciples as cannon fodder.

Knowing full well they couldn’t win and couldn’t protect their disciples, yet still taking them on.

"What a coward!"

The speaker wasn’t just the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator on stage.

There were also some team Peak Masters below the stage.

They all looked with disdain, as if they were looking at trash.

The pretty face before them, a gigolo.

The Master of Biluo Peak couldn’t care what others thought.

A female immortal... with such a master, nothing could be done.

Thus, she could only have the female cultivator step down, and the female immortal jumped onto the arena.

As the chief disciple, her abilities naturally exceeded those of the female cultivator.

The female immortal also wanted to fight beyond her rank, wondering if it would truly elevate her strength quickly.

Previously fighting against a Golden Core cultivator, their strengths were similar, and with a Divine Artifact at hand, it allowed her to dominate and ruthlessly beat the opponent.

She hadn’t fully unleashed her true power.

The female cultivator obediently stepped down, realizing her own capabilities weren’t enough, and refrained from causing further chaos.

She could feel that this chief disciple was definitely far more formidable than herself!

Similarly, when the female cultivator just fought the Golden Core cultivator, it wasn’t as easy.

The female immortal stepped onto the stage, still wielding that kitchen knife.

Without wasting words, she jumped on stage and swung the knife.

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The female immortal stood on the arena, and her opponent also made a move.

Her kitchen knife was raised, while the opponent’s weapon was also deployed.

The opponent wielded a saber, a sharp one — a cleaver.

A cleaver as a Magic Artifact.

Its attack was strong, combined with Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, the saber shone brightly.

Yet, despite the differing strengths of both sides, it seemed neither gained the upper hand in the first exchange.

The audience below was even more surprised.

They speculated whether the female immortal was also a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, merely masking her cultivation.

No one could guess the female immortal’s origins, as they couldn’t find such a person in the Cultivation World.

A mysterious cultivator.

The Nascent Soul Stage female cultivator was shocked beyond measure, underestimating the person before her.

She didn’t want to be humiliated and become a lifelong joke.

Just thinking of becoming a female cultivator bullied by a kitchen knife was unsettling.

Originally, she thought her Nascent Soul capabilities could certainly suppress the other, considering it as bullying.

However, their actions already constituted bullying, as it was mentioned.

Her challenge was meant for the Master of Biluo Peak; it was just that the cowardly one wouldn’t dare contest her.

No wonder they said he was a gigolo, a coward.

How could someone like that have such formidable disciples?

When others discussed taking the female immortal and female cultivator as disciples, she considered it too.

Only during the battle now did she grasp the opponent’s formidable strength; was it truly as strong as it seemed?

Surprisingly, the two female immortals of Biluo Peak turned out to be remarkably powerful.

The most formidable might be her, and the one fighting alongside her.

The two female cultivators displayed their prowess on stage, showcasing the might of expert combat.

Their Magic Artifacts clashed in ways that were dazzling to the eye, as the light was too freely flowing.

Those lacking sufficient strength, if not for the arena’s Formation, would certainly be injured.

Apart from the grand competition, weaker folks had never seen such a splendid match.

The newcomers could see there was a grand drama unfolding.

Because they couldn’t discern who was who, merely because their abilities were too limited, seeing only flashes of blades and swords.

The collision of those flashes was a symbol of strength; surely those with higher abilities had already figured out who was stronger?

If the Nascent Soul Stage elder was strong, her sword, however, was at a disadvantage.

While the female immortal’s abilities were weak, they were not weak by much.

Her strength came from that kitchen knife.

The clash of the blade and sword would differ due to the master’s power, and also the inherent strength of the blades themselves.

Both sides showed formidable strength.

Which side would emerge victorious?

Could they discern the intrinsic martial arts prowess of each?

Or was it said that what they learned was slightly different?

No, surely the opponent was concealing something.

Before arriving at the Immortal Sect, the female immortal surely had opportunities; people speculated this mysterious female immortal must be a woman from some Hidden Family.

Perhaps she belonged to the unknown Upper Realm, but they knew too little about it.

The female cultivator’s previous display of strength and technique wasn’t something they could find in the Lower Realm, boxed in by limits.

Because of a chaotic display, they couldn’t discern different martial arts.

The female immortal indeed was different, as her saber technique was akin to other large blades, only far more powerful.

This was a blade and sword scenario; the usage of different Secret Manuals was also similar.

The tools’ strength, as they held them, depended on the master’s level of strength.

Unseen by others, the female immortal fought two rounds today, her abilities already skyrocketing.

No, rather she’s recovered — returning to her previous capability.

From early Golden Core to mid-stage, after two bouts, she’s now at late Golden Core.

She was just a notch short of the Nascent Soul Stage female cultivator.

But due to the fusion of soul strength and the powerful kitchen knife, the female immortal was becoming more valiant in battle.

The more she fought, the more adept she became.

The Nascent Soul Stage female cultivator felt her opponent’s increasingly formidable and mighty spells as the battle progressed.

Not just the kitchen knife’s strength; she suspected the opponent, like her, was a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.

This suspicion held during the start, but she could withstand the equal fight; moments later, she fell behind.

She was anxious; though not physically harmed by the opponent’s kitchen knife, it was due to her Treasure Robe.

The purchase of this Treasure Robe cost quite an expense.

The Treasure and one’s inability to withstand too much because eventually, after much blocking, the Spiritual Power would dissipate.

The opponent’s might had transcended description.

She somewhat regretted the challenge.

Was the Master of Biluo Peak playing dumb while being clever?

Always retreating, never accepting disciples; was there a hidden reason?

The elder had once admired the Master of Biluo Peak.

Just that their unpredictable avoidance deemed her a contemptible female cultivator.

Her own confession went unanswered, which turned love into hate.

Thus she married another Peak Master; even though now having children, the children almost equaled the Master of Biluo Peak’s strength.

They looked about the same age as the female immortal and female cultivator.

As an elder, this time was for personal vendetta resolution.

Others thought she wanted to take the female immortal and female cultivator as disciples, but she wanted to reclaim the disciples and slowly torment the two.

No matter what the children thought or what the disciples thought?

She merely wanted the Master of Biluo Peak to regret not marrying her.

Senior and female immortal fought with inherent differences in strength.

Defeat was one form of humiliation.

Humiliation of not equating to a junior.

Also, proof of others questioning her character.

She initially thought challenging the Master of Biluo Peak would make him regret not having married her.

Initially, she believed isolating Biluo Peak with other Peak Masters would bring her joy and make the opposing side suffer from isolation.

Let them hurt, let them struggle without disciples, perhaps leading to a lonely existence.

Yet unexpectedly, within a month, two women who lacked awareness entered Biluo Peak and even apprenticed under the Master of Biluo Peak.

Her son returned, beaten, which angered her greatly.

She wanted to avenge her son.

To seek trouble with Master of Biluo Peak and other fox demons.

Unexpectedly, the Master of Biluo Peak was so cowardly, he wouldn’t go to battle.

Yet his two disciples weren’t afraid of so many challengers, different in strength, unfazed.

The Master of Biluo Peak gifting hoes and kitchen knives to others made her jealous.

Which led her to irrationally step onto the stage.

Now, a bit of regret lingered, realizing the impulsiveness.

Prioritizing others onto the stage leads to their Spiritual Power depleting before ascending herself to avoid current defeat in battle.