Chapter 108

Chapter 108: Wants to Crush Bai Mu Mu to Death on the Dueling Stage

The Luan Feather Fan swept out flames like a spreading Phoenix, soaring and rolling past to leave a burning afterglow across the sky.

Its force was clearly stronger than Shen Sang Ruo’s first fan strike. The flames covered a wider range, and the hair of nearby Flying Cloud Sect disciples was pushed back by the scorching heat.

Just when everyone thought that was all and Bai Mu Mu had already formed an Ice Shield to respond, Shen Sang Ruo brought the fan to her chest and then snapped it outward again.

Another streak of afterglow raced from the fan’s tip. Two attacks overlapped. Where the second streak crossed the air, a sign appeared in the sky: a fire cloud formed out of nothing and covered the dueling stage.

The birth of the fire cloud meant Shen Sang Ruo’s attack had changed in quality.

Countless Glazed Flame fell from the fire cloud with suffocating pressure, as if it would burn everything underneath to ash.

The temperature spiked. The whole stage turned into a furnace, and even the disciples watching from far away found it hard to endure.

Bai Mu Mu stared, shocked, at the sea of fire rushing at her. Its strength had multiplied, and firelight filled her widened eyes.

The ice shield around her shattered the instant it touched the Glazed Flame. The blazing fire seemed ready to devour her. If she had not rushed to raise the Snowfrost Staff to call up ice and snow for defense, she would already be a heap of ashes.

Even so, sparks burned tiny holes across her clothes. After burning through the cloth, the Glazed Flame did not stop and kept scorching the skin beneath.

It did not look like heavy damage, but the flames of the Sunset Glassfire Art were not ordinary. Even a burn the size of a pinky nail could stab with drilling pain.

That raw, burning pain spread almost everywhere on Bai Mu Mu’s body.

It dragged up a bad memory of the Red Peak Fire Sea, when a Fire Phoenix chased her and burned her nonstop, and her anger flared.

She clenched her teeth so hard they might crack and glared at Shen Sang Ruo with bitter hatred.

Such wide and powerful fan strikes needed a huge amount of spiritual power. Bai Mu Mu guessed this was Shen Sang Ruo’s limit.

The disciples of the Flying Cloud Sect and the Peak Masters and Elders thought the same.

Even so, with Shen Sang Ruo’s current level, doing this was already beyond most cultivators at the same realm.

[She used everything right away. How foolish.] Bai Mu Mu mocked in secret.

She tightened her grip on the Snowfrost Staff. Next, it would be her turn.

But just as she was about to counter, cruelty and resolve flashed in Shen Sang Ruo’s eyes. Under the stunned gaze of Bai Mu Mu and the crowd, she raised her hand and swung the fan twice more in a row.

These two were even stronger than the first two and naturally demanded more spiritual power.

Shen Sang Ruo still had enough spiritual power to fuel them?

Where did she get so much spiritual power? Many disciples stared wide, like a hand had closed on their throats, and looked at her as if she were a monster.

Even Master Ling Xiao and Shen Dao Chen showed a flicker of surprise in their eyes.

Above them, the fire cloud thickened layer by layer. The flames surged like wave after wave, trying to slap Bai Mu Mu to death on the stage.

Each swing made the falling Glazed Flame grow even stronger. Now it pressed down with thunderous might.

This was the result of Shen Sang Ruo practicing the Sunset Glassfire Art nonstop for months. She could now launch more than two strikes.

Countless practices that pushed her spiritual power to its limit had left her inner power full and steady. She could swing the fan again and again, stacking and sharpening the force each time.

[If two cannot end it, then swing more. One of them will land the result I want.]

If Bai Mu Mu could barely hold off the first two, then with four stacked together, even if she fought with all she had, she could not block them all.

Even the wind raised by the Luan Feather Fan forced Bai Mu Mu to spend spiritual power just to keep her balance.

The watching disciples held their breath and guessed the match would soon be decided. They had never expected that even with a mutated spiritual root, a top method like the Myriad Aspects Frostheart Art, and the Snowfrost Staff, Bai Mu Mu would still lose to Shen Sang Ruo.

The Young Sect Master match would end with Shen Sang Ruo’s victory.

On the stage, Bai Mu Mu quickly smoothed the disbelief off her face. She already understood she was no match for Shen Sang Ruo.

She had thought she could at least fight her, yet it turned out to be one sided.

Around her, many disciples were already saying the winner was set. Bai Mu Mu tugged at the corner of her mouth, and her expression grew darker and meaner.

[The Young Sect Master seat can only be mine.]

She formed an ice shield close around herself, then charged straight into the falling afterglow.

Such a reckless move stunned everyone. Gasps rose and fell across the crowd.

Bai Mu Mu’s action was no different from running toward death.

Shen Sang Ruo watched Bai Mu Mu rush in. Her brows pinched for a heartbeat, then her face returned to calm.

She knew Bai Mu Mu had more than this and that the real danger might be a Malevolent Spirit on Bai Mu Mu’s body.

But she was not afraid. She would meet each move and break it.

She also did not want the match to end too fast. That would be too easy on Bai Mu Mu.

[One way or another, I will not let her walk off this stage.]

In the next instant, Bai Mu Mu became a moth flying into a flame. A wave of fire flung her like a cut kite into the air, and even the Snowfrost Staff spun away from her hand.

Feng He Yun and Wen Xuan cried out together: “Junior Sister!”

Shen Dao Chen and Master Ling Xiao clenched their hands and almost rose from their seats.

Disciples all over the arena shouted in alarm.

Bai Mu Mu’s wild charge had pulled her much closer to Shen Sang Ruo.

Because of that, after Bai Mu Mu’s ice shield shattered, Shen Sang Ruo caught the satisfied look on her face.

She also saw Bai Mu Mu’s lips part slightly as she mouthed without sound: “Do you think that if you injure me, Shen Dao Chen will still let you sit safely as Young Sect Master?”

Bai Mu Mu knew how much Shen Dao Chen favored her and how much bias he held against Shen Sang Ruo.

So from the very beginning, she had never planned to win the seat by strength. She only needed to drive Shen Sang Ruo out of the sect. The Young Sect Master seat would still fall to her.

Right now she had stepped into her own setup. Even if Shen Sang Ruo had not been this strong, Bai Mu Mu would have found a way to be hurt by her. If needed, she would even hurt herself badly.

That way she could strike two targets with one shot.

In this strange sect, rules did not decide everything. What mattered most were the thoughts of Shen Dao Chen, Master Ling Xiao, and the crowd.

When Shen Sang Ruo carried the “deliberately” hurting her charge, how could Shen Dao Chen and Master Ling Xiao let her go?