Chapter 943 - 28: Battle, the Top 10 Disciples! (First Update)

Chapter 943: Chapter 28: Battle, the Top 10 Disciples! (First Update)

"You can win, it’s not impossible."

When Mu Qingge stood on the arena to challenge the ten disciples, the mysterious elder’s words echoed in her ears.

In ten days, Zhuang Shan had arranged everything for her to stand here and challenge. During those ten days, she stayed by the elder’s side and learned only one magic.

Because the elder told her, ’Magic lies in precision, not in quantity. Since she has a purposeful, selective approach to battle, she should choose the easiest opponent to defeat and then learn the magic specifically to defeat him.’

She admitted that the elder’s words made sense.

In just ten days, it was impossible for her magic to reach the level of the ten disciples before the palace. Instead of blindly learning, it was better to learn with a specific target.

Among the ten, apart from Zhuang Shan, the elder chose two people for her and told her to pick one.

One was the only female among the ten. It was then that Mu Qingge realized that the woman she met beside the Deep Pool on the night she first came to the mountain top cottage was actually one of the ten disciples before the palace. Ranked seventh, she was known as Seventh Young Master and lived in the Young Palace guarding the Divine Emperor Palace, like the other nine.

"Xuan Qiang trains in the Supreme Forget Love Path. If you break her path, you can easily win," the mysterious elder told her.

"How to break her path? If broken, what will happen to her?" Mu Qingge asked.

The elder said, "Since it’s the Path of Forget Love, breaking it naturally requires her to feel emotion. The Supreme Forget Love Path is very domineering. If broken, it will backlash, causing light injuries that destroy her cultivation, or severe ones that may be fatal."

Mu Qingge’s response was, "I have no enmity with her, just vying for a place, there’s no need for such measures. Moreover, the method of breaking the path is too despicable, I disdain it."

After a moment of silence, the elder suggested another person. "Since you’re unwilling to target the seventh, then choose the third. You’ve automatically given up on the tenth. As for the remaining ones, you cannot find their flaws in a short time."

"Alright." Mu Qingge nodded without hesitation.

Today, the disciple she challenged was ranked third, known as Third Young Master, named Qian Shui.

For ten days, under the elder’s guidance, the only magic she mastered was the key to this battle.

And now she knows, that mysterious elder was very clear about the strengths and weaknesses of the ten disciples before the palace.

Who exactly was he?

The arena was large, with her standing alone, as insignificant as a drop in the ocean. This arena was set at the peak of a mountain. The entire mountaintop served as their battlefield.

Beside the mountain, there were several floating small mountains with jade railings, where people could stand inside.

At this moment, Mu Qingge stood alone on the arena, while those floating small mountains outside were filled with disciples from the Huan Yue Domain, including Green-robed Disciples, White-clothed Disciples, and some in their own clothes, except one small mountain left empty which everyone knew was reserved for someone special.

The peak of the mountain seemed to be sliced flat by a sharp sword, forming a giant arena. Standing there was a figure in red, tall and slender.

She stood there, silently waiting, letting her hair and clothes flutter in the wind, yet remaining motionless.

Gazing at her, the disciples on the floating mountains began to whisper among themselves.

"Is that the one who entered the Huan Yue Domain half a year ago?"

"Yes! He caused quite a stir when he entered back then. I’ve heard even the Divine Emperor was alerted."

"Indeed! At that time, the Golden Lotus bloomed, and the spectacle of all magic converging into one is still vivid in my memory."

"How come in just half a year, she can wear her own clothes? Did she enter the Spirit Cave Realm in half a year?"

"Hiss—! It seems so!"

"No wonder he dares to challenge Third Young Master, truly astonishing talent!"

"What astonishing talent? I think he’s arrogant and conceited."

"Why do you say that?"

"Humph, no matter how powerful he is, he just entered the Spirit Cave Realm. Only after entering that realm can one learn magic and use it. Do you think he’s learned enough magic to challenge Third Young Master? Third Young Master has been in the Spirit Cave Realm for hundreds of years. The magic he’s learned, the principles he’s mastered, aren’t they stronger?"

"Hmm, that makes sense."

"It seems this challenge will be a one-sided domination, won’t it?"

"Absolutely! Do you think the ten disciples of the Huan Yue Domain are just famous for nothing?"

"It’s really good then! Such young people need to be humbled, lest they become arrogant and forget who they are. It’s just a bit of hard work for Third Young Master, though."

"Hahahaha—, later we’ll just wait and see how Third Young Master punishes him! It’s rare to see the ten disciples before the palace in action, this trip is worthwhile."

"..."

The sound of discussion wafted into Tong Teng’s ears. He felt indignant but was helpless.

Because he also knows that arguing at this moment is useless, and they can only wait for the facts to prove everything. Although he is worried about his boss, he absolutely believes in his boss. This is his creed, and nothing will change it!

Tong Teng secretly gritted his teeth, his gaze moving to Mu Qingge, silently thinking, "Boss! You must win! You have to slap them hard and show them that you are no less than any of the top ten disciples!"

Dong——!

A bell rang.

At this time, nine lights descended from afar, landing on the only empty floating mountain.

As the light dispersed, nine figures emerged, each with a distinct style and extraordinary presence. When these nine appeared, the disciples on the other floating mountains all bowed and greeted in unison —

"Greetings to the Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, Fourth Young Master, Fifth Young Master, Sixth Young Master, Seventh Young Master, Eighth Young Master, Ninth Young Master, Tenth Young Master."

These nine are the other palace disciples besides the Third Young Master. The one Mu Qingge is most familiar with, Zhuang Shan, is naturally among them. He glanced at Mu Qingge, nodding slightly with a smile, as if offering encouragement.

Mu Qingge almost imperceptibly nodded in return, her gaze sweeping over the others. Xuan Qiang, whom she had met, maintained a demeanor as frosty as ever, making her difficult to approach. Even as she stood among her peers, one could feel that the area within a foot of her was off-limits to anyone.

The other seven, whom Mu Qingge met for the first time, had their appearance and demeanor without flaw. What caught her attention was the faint power of laws emanating from them, touching her divine sense.

’Is this the strength of Spirit Cave Realm experts?’ Mu Qingge pondered internally.

The mysterious elder told her, ’Magic is merely the power of laws within all things in the world. One must first understand before they can comprehend, and only comprehend before they can use.’

Magic is not one’s own strength but borrowed by mastering the laws of all things!

The arrival of the other palace disciples signifies the imminent start of the challenge.

After paying respects, the disciples on the other floating mountains fell silent, no longer discussing freely as before, with their expressions becoming tense.

Tong Teng, standing amongst the green-robed disciples, stealthily glanced over, but looked away quickly, barely catching a glimpse of the eight before withdrawing his gaze in fear.

He felt as if a pressure was crushing him, making him unable to breathe.

After catching his breath, Tong Teng dared not glance around carelessly again.

At this time, another radiance flashed from afar, landing atop the mountain arena, standing opposite Mu Qingge.

The radiance dispersed, revealing a figure before Mu Qingge and the crowd.

This person is exceedingly refined, with a slender build and delicate features, appearing like a soft scholar, especially with a baby face.

He tied his long hair behind his head, forming a bun secured with a feathered crown, neat and efficient. His cheeks had shallow dimples, his facial features gentle, lacking any aggressive aura.

Mu Qingge was taken aback, slightly surprised.

’Is he Qian Shui, ranked third among the top ten disciples? Indeed, appearances can be deceiving!’ This comment praises his looks, matching his name, exuding a gentle beauty. Despite being a man, he possesses a beauty that invokes a protective urge. "Appearances can be deceiving" refers to how such a seemingly fragile person is ranked third among the top ten palace disciples of the Huan Yue Domain, indicating his formidable strength.

"Third Young Master——!"

Upon his appearance, the disciples on the other floating mountains greeted him, and upon his appearance, the nine individuals on that lone floating mountain also smiled faintly.

"How many moves do you think it’ll take for the third one to finish this?" The Fourth Young Master asked playfully, glancing at those beside him.

"Three moves." The Fifth Young Master responded directly, without hesitation.

The Eldest Young Master pulled his lips into a proud smile, saying lightly, "One move is enough."

The Fourth Young Master smiled without speaking, his gaze drifting to Zhuang Shan, asking, "Old Ten, this reckless guy you brought, do you think he can last more than a few moves against the third one?"

This question immediately shifted everyone’s gaze to Zhuang Shan.

A ghostly light flickered deep in Zhuang Shan’s eyes as he kept his lips sealed.

His silence led the others to look at him for a moment before each averted their eyes, ending the topic.

On the arena, Qian Shui stood opposite Mu Qingge, observing her with interest. Shortly, he spoke, "Indeed, you’re an outstanding talent, a rare handsome young man."

Mu Qingge’s eyebrows raised.

Someone challenges him, yet he displays such calmness. Is he overly confident, or does he not regard the challenge seriously?

"Brother Qian Shui, let us begin." Mu Qingge intended no pleasantries, speaking directly.

"You’re quite eager." Qian Shui smiled.

His smile was exceptionally soft, devoid of sharpness, creating an impression of fragility that made one hesitated to attack.

However, that mysterious elder once said, Qian Shui’s attacks are ruthless, never giving opponents a chance to breathe...