Immortal Only Accepts Female Disciples-867. Same Trick Again

They had fallen for the same trick again. It happened before during the dance performance for the whole school. The outfit Long Yifei wore had been tampered with and interfered with her dance.

This time, the special battle dress that was supposed to lower her spiritual energy output by one level instead lowered it by several more. It was like trying to fight an opponent while wearing heavy chains or wading through water.

It was utterly ridiculous.

It didn’t matter how beautiful and amazing Long Yifei’s voice was. There was no way she could win like this. In fact, she was struggling to even defend herself. She was already close to suffering a humiliating defeat.

Chen Wentian felt a surge of anger. He turned to the judges' table as his spiritual aura flared. Many eyes turned in his direction with unkind expressions.

“Calm down.” A quiet voice came from his side. A soft hand came to a rest on his arm, spreading a cooling aura that offset his blue flames.

Xuan Xina let out an exhale of ice breath and held onto him, “Throwing a tantrum will only make things worse. Don’t give them any more reason to go against you.”

He snorted, “So, this is how your Order does things? I thought it was just the Seven Potentates. But I guess you guys don’t want me around anymore either.”

She remained silent for a moment as she watched Long Yifei struggle, “Sadly, you are correct. I don’t want to lie to you.”

“Oh? You don’t want to lie to me? Then tell me, why doesn’t the Order just take her away? It’s not like I can do anything about it.”

“You may think we are unreasonable but we are not what you think. You brought the Order such a talented sacred daughter. They won’t leave you with nothing. We are not robbers or bandits,” She said.

“And you are my compensation?”

“…”

He laughed mockingly and turned back to his disciple. Long Yifei had been pushed to the edge of the arena. She was doing her best to dodge the sword strikes. She wasn’t even singing anymore and simply using the ice arts of Winter’s Snow Dance to defend herself. But even that proved difficult. The special outfit simply restricted her too much.

“Fei’er, just give up.” He said to her with his spiritual voice, “They got us this time. It’s my fault.”

Long Yifei heard him and nodded. She had also come to the same conclusion a while ago. The outfit she was forced to wear was too unfair. It lowered her spiritual energy to seventh or even the sixth level, far more than what it was supposed to. There was no way for her to fight back like this.

“I concede,” She said tersely and stepped out of the arena.

Without waiting for the judges, she unbuttoned the offending outfit and threw it to the ground. She made sure to step on it a few times before returning to her master’s side.

“Winner, Sun Jian,” Abbotess Zhang announced to loud applause.

It seemed that most of the audience chose to ignore the obvious injustice if that meant seeing an annoying outsider humiliated.

“Hmph, acting so arrogant when losing, truly a pair of country bumpkins.”

The person who spoke was Immortal Seven Swords Sun Linghe. He came with Sun Jian so that they could gloat. In Chen Wentian’s eyes, it wasn’t hard to determine who was actually the country bumpkin with no sense of manners.

“Fei’er, there are some frogs croaking too loudly. Let’s leave.” Chen Wentian asked.

Sun Linghe suddenly stopped as he was walking by. He slowly turned and shot Chen Wentian a sharp glare.

“You dare? Say that again. Do you believe I won’t break your legs in front of everyone today?” Sun Linghe asked.

Chen Wentian smiled, “Oh, it's actually Immortal Seven Swords, not a frog. My mistake, my mistake. You must be proud of your disciple. Having to cheat to win is truly a talent worthy of the Seven Potentates.”

Spiritual energy surged as the surrounding was covered by sword energy. Sun Linghe glared at Chen Wentian as a thousand invisible swords surrounded them. Chen Wentian stood his ground, searing blue flames erupting around him.

“Stop it.” Xuan Xina stepped between the two men.

She could withstand the flames but contending against sword intent at Spirit King Realm was too difficult. She quickly suffered some internal injuries and had to swallow a mouthful of blood. Still, she persisted to stop the situation from devolving into a brawl. Her task was to win over Chen Wentian. Seeing him trying to get himself killed in front of everyone was not on her list.

“And you, can’t you set a better example for your sacred daughter?” She chided Chen Wentian.

Chen Wentian ignored her and pulled Long Yifei away, not bothering with these people anymore.

“Haha, really laughable.” Sun Linghe said, “I have never seen an acolyte that needed a babysitter in the Order.”

This earned him a round of laughter from the surrounding acolytes. Satisfied, he took his sacred daughter and also left.

After this minor scuffle, the duels resumed. Since Long Yifei had been eliminated from the singing event, Chen Wentian took her away to prepare for the dancing one, not caring about the other singers. Several exciting singing duels were held. The cheers of the audience could be heard across the entire campus as the final four were determined.

The dancing duels started soon after. After an inconsequential match between side characters, Long Yifei’s name was called as well as Xuanyin Shujun. Many people started whispering and discussing the draw. The two favorites for the dancing event were about to face off so early. One of them was going home. Long Yifei, the genius of her generation, could possibly be eliminated just like this, without achieving anything.

“Another one of the Order’s tricks.” Chen Wentian muttered.

Xuan Xina frowned, “It’s just luck of the draw. There’s no tricks.”

She didn’t sound very convincing.

Abbotess Zhang rose and spoke to the crowd, “Our first dancing duel will be Xuanyin Shujun and Long Yifei. Xuanyin Shujun is currently at the Lesser Realm of Spiritual Growth while Long Yifei is at the 10th Level of the Spirit Initiate. Therefore, Xuanyin Shujun will wear the restriction.”

She paused and turned purposefully toward Chen Wentian. She smiled without kindness, “You should have no complaints about it this time, right?”

Chen Wentian scoffed but didn’t reply.

“Very good, let’s begin. Sacred daughters, enter the arena.” Abbotess Zhang said.

The bell rang and the duel started.

Xuanyin Shujin let out her spiritual aura as she prepared to dance.

“Damn it.” Chen Wentian muttered.

He had fallen for the same trick again.

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