The true form of the Ice Mongoose was an Ice Mongoose that had cultivated for three thousand years. It was one of the Nine Sons of the Heavenly Dragon. By chance, the Ice Mongoose was captured by Lingyun Temple's Second Patriarch and refined into a treasured sword. It was then passed down to Ling Ye Lai. In the past few hundred years, the Ice Mongoose breathed in and out spiritual energy, continuously accumulating True Essence. Furthermore, it was nurtured by Ling Ye Lai's Pure Yin Physique. Its power was extraordinary.
Just a year ago, in the Assembly of Ten Thousand Immortals, Ling Ye Lai relied on the Ice Mongoose to defeat the Golden Elixir Daoist Master, Iron Foot Immortal, and won great fame. At that time, she was only eighteen years old.
It was during that assembly that Ling Ye Lai was called the "Lotus Fairy" by the people of Immortal Forest. Together with "Qihua Fairy" Zhang Miao, "Lilac Fairy" Hua Nishang, and "Rose Fairy" Luo Yihong, they were called the Four Great Fairies. Countless people went crazy for them.
At this time, the Ice Mongoose quietly floated above Ling Ye Lai's jade-like hand. It didn't make any other movements. The three-foot sword light gathered in a narrow space. However, everyone present felt an oppressive chill. The calmer the sword was, the more people feared its brilliance when it shocked the world.
Don't Cry Master's body suddenly tensed up. Cold sweat actually appeared on his forehead. He couldn't help but regret his impulsiveness just now, causing this woman to feel ill at ease. "How could this be? Why would I feel afraid?"
Some things could never be believed without seeing it with one's own eyes. By the time they really saw it, it would already be too late for regrets.
Ling Ye Lai was just this strong! She hadn't drawn her sword, but it was already in everyone's heart.
If she really drew her sword, how earth-shattering would it be?
Song Jiang hurriedly stopped her. His face was also very anxious. "Ye 'er! Don't be rash! There are still many Inner Hall disciples here. How could you bear to do that? That brat angered you and didn't know his limits. Senior brother will teach him a lesson for you. "
Ling Ye Lai suddenly chuckled. "Who wants to teach him a lesson? I'm just showing that kid the power of the Ice Mongoose Divine Sword, so that he won't think I'm bluffing. " This smile of hers just happened to be like the lotus flowers on a lake swaying in the wind, and it carried a unique charm within its simplicity and elegance. Even the air was rippling with the faint fragrance of lotus leaves that refreshed the heart.
"Boy, are you still willing to join my Qinglian Sect? Learning from this Venerable One's sword is enough to split mountains and split the earth, killing gods and Buddhas. Your personality is most suitable for the Azure Lotus Sword Art. If you think you're infallible, then that's up to you. "
Ling Ye Lai stared at Zhao Yun with her clear eyes. In the end, she was soft-hearted!
At this moment, Zhao Yun was intimidated by Ling Ye Lai's imposing manner. Her divine sense seemed to be locked by the sword qi from all directions, and the bone-chilling cold penetrated her organs. She thought to herself, "What a powerful sword! What a powerful sword intent! " However, Ling Ye Lai's clear voice sounded in her ears. Zhao Yun couldn't help but be startled. "What does this woman mean? Does she really want to take me as her disciple so much? "
Zhao Yun had already decided not to join the Qinglian Sect, but this sword art kept tempting her, making her waver and hesitate. This sword art was indeed as Ling Ye Lai said, its power was beyond imagination. Once she learned it, she wouldn't have to worry about not being able to defeat five opponents.
Just as she was hesitating, she heard Ling Ye Lai shout, "Why aren't you kneeling down and kowtowing to Master?"
Zhao Yun shuddered, and her mind seemed to be bewitched. Her legs went soft, and she was already kowtowing on the ground. However, she thought in her heart, "Why should I kneel?"
"Disciple, get up." Ling Ye Lai put away the Ice Mongoose Divine Sword and gently raised her hand. A snow-white vital energy rushed forward and helped Zhao Yun up.
Things were already set in stone, and there was no point in regretting it. Moreover, learning the Azure Lotus Sword Art wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Zhao Yun could be considered to have achieved a happy ending in this Great Sect Competition.
Don't Cry Master got into a fight with Ling Ye Lai for no reason, but he didn't gain anything from it. He said angrily, "The competition is over!"
Mu Guilan, who was below the stage, couldn't care less about her status. She hurriedly screamed, "Sect Master, what about me? Which hall should I enter?"
Don't Cry Master snorted coldly. "You can enter whichever hall you want. Why are you being so long-winded!" With a move of his black robe, he transformed into a streak of red light and disappeared.
Xue Tao also looked down on that woman. He saw an opportunity and said, "Fellow Daoists, my disciple is alone in the Fragrant Ginger Court. I feel uneasy. Please allow me to leave first." He didn't say much. With a flick of his finger, an orchid emerged from the flat ground beneath her feet. It steadily supported her and flew out of the martial arts arena.
Song Jiang smiled and said, "These two Fellow Daoists came late and left in a hurry. It's really interesting. Junior Martial Sister Ye 'er, the Tianyuan Sect won first place in the Inner Hall this time. Tonight, we'll arrange a Jasper Forest Banquet at a quarter to seven. If you can attend, the Tianyuan Sect will gain a lot of glory. "
Ling Ye Lai nodded and said, "Senior Martial Brother is too courteous. Based on the many years of friendship between the Tianyuan Sect and the Qinglian Sect, I will naturally congratulate you. However, I have to return to Gentleman's Residence now. Senior Martial Brother, please go ahead. "
Ling Ye Lai gently flicked her jade-like finger. It was as delicate as a spring onion and as pure as white jade. There wasn't the slightest flaw. A rainbow-colored ray of light surged from her fingertip. It spun and turned into a Seven Treasures Lotus Throne. It calmly floated in the air of the martial arts arena. Ling Ye Lai leaped into the air and landed on the Lotus Throne.
Her aquamarine long skirt fluttered even though there wasn't any wind. It swayed elegantly, leaving a beautiful moment for all the Inner Hall disciples.
Ling Ye Lai released a streak of vital energy from her hand and enveloped Zhao Yun's head.
Zhao Yun was caught off guard. He only felt a large palm suddenly reach out from the top of his head. His body was involuntarily lifted into the air. Just like a rolling wave, the tide pushed him forward, and his entire body fell onto the lotus platform.
The Lotus Throne immediately took off and left the martial arts arena in the blink of an eye. It turned into a black dot that was hard to see with the naked eye and flew straight into the clouds.
Mu Guilan stared blankly in the direction of the gate. There wasn't a single cloud left, and Zhao Yun's aura could no longer be sensed. At this time, her identity was still uncertain. She felt rather awkward and at a loss. She didn't know which of the two remaining sect masters would be willing to take her in. Fortunately, she won the competition. The Lingyun Temple's rules were as firm as a mountain. It was impossible for her to return to the Outer Hall.
"Perhaps, we will meet again soon." Mu Guilan was lost in her thoughts. However, her ears perked up, afraid that she would miss a word or two from the sect master.
Zhao Yun was thrown onto the Lotus Throne. A fresh and delicate fragrance wafted into her nose. As the fragrance drifted, she felt as if she had fallen into a sweet dream. Zhao Yun raised her head slightly and saw that she was lying beside Ling Ye Lai's pure and jade-like legs.
Ling Ye Lai's noble and graceful body was only three inches away from Zhao Yun. She was sitting upright on the Lotus Throne. When she breathed, a cool and warm aura mischievously spread out and blended into the air, adding a sweet fragrance.
Zhao Yun felt a burning sensation on her face. It was as if she had been hit by that aura, and her face gradually heated up. Actually, this was just an illusion. He lowered his head. Even if Ling Ye Lai's breath smelled like orchids, how could it land on his face?
Zhao Yun fell into a fantasy. Her two large and handsome eyes stared intently at the beautiful scenery in front of her. For a moment, she forgot everything.
Ling Ye Lai's exquisite and slender calves were tightly covered by her aqua green lotus dress. She was unwilling to show it to others easily. However, the crystal lotus shoes were not guarded, and the fragrant softness of her jade-like feet was exposed. Her fresh and tender toes quietly peeked out from the transparent shoes. They were white and tender, soft and fragrant. They were like a newly born white lotus or an exquisite new moon. It was a feeling of shyness.
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