Chapter 110

Chapter 110: She’s Just Getting Even

However, two figures shot out from the high platform. Master Ling Xiao landed with ease, and before the flames could sweep over Bai Mu Mu, he flicked his sleeve; the spreading sea of fire vanished.

For someone at the Peak Divine Transformation Stage like Master Ling Xiao, an attack like that was still as weak as an ant.

His tightly knit brows showed his anger. After scattering the flames, his strike did not stop but rushed straight at Shen Sang Ruo, knocking her to the ground.

Pain stabbed her chest; Shen Sang Ruo drew a deep breath and barely got up.

Luckily, she had raised a defense with spiritual power in time, so her wounds were not too heavy.

On the other side, Bai Mu Mu, terrified and badly hurt, had already fainted. Shen Dao Chen wrapped her with spiritual power and steadied her injuries, his face full of pain.

Even though she had expected this scene, Shen Sang Ruo still felt a bit of regret. To walk out of the Flying Cloud Sect smoothly, she had to leave Bai Mu Mu alive. If Bai Mu Mu died, Shen Dao Chen and Master Ling Xiao would never spare her, and she truly did want to kill Bai Mu Mu.

But this match, no, this one sided crush, was really satisfying. It paid back a little of the grudge from when they slandered her and pushed her into the magma.

The watching Flying Cloud Sect disciples were wide eyed. Shen Sang Ruo’s moves had been so fast. In just a few minutes, how did the fight become Shen Sang Ruo unstoppable and Bai Mu Mu nearly losing her life? Feng He Yun and Wen Xuan were so shaken by the sudden change that even their breathing felt frozen.

When they saw Bai Mu Mu about to be devoured by the flames, their hearts seemed to stop.

The two shouted together: “Junior Sister!” Then, ignoring the rules of the match, they leaped onto the stage and ran toward Bai Mu Mu.

Luo Chu was anxious too, though calmer than the two; he also jumped onto the stage.

Lu Shi Qing’s expression barely changed, yet he followed behind them and stepped onto the stage as well. His steps moved toward Bai Mu Mu, but under his slightly furrowed brows, his eyes kept sliding to Shen Sang Ruo.

Feng He Yun spun in panic and asked Shen Dao Chen: “Sect Master Shen, how is Junior Sister?”

He had just been amazed by the fan strikes Shen Sang Ruo unleashed and shocked by the changes in her, but in the next moment she almost beat Bai Mu Mu to death. On one side was his most cherished Junior Sister; on the other was the former fifth Junior Sister he wanted to win back. Who should he help now? It was driving him mad. In the past, he would have stood by Bai Mu Mu and hated Shen Sang Ruo, but now, for some reason, he could not bring himself to hate her.

Wen Xuan hurried up and took Bai Mu Mu’s pulse. Learning how bad her condition was, he looked up at Shen Sang Ruo in disbelief.

The chaos over there stood in sharp contrast to Shen Sang Ruo’s calm in the distance. She lightly brushed the ash off her Luan Feather Fan and unhurriedly met Wen Xuan’s gaze.

Her eyes still looked at him like he was a stranger.

Lately, Wen Xuan had often had nightmares. In those dreams, Shen Sang Ruo always looked at him with the same eyes she wore now.

He flinched like a needle had pricked him. Ignoring the questions in his heart, he quickly turned away and pulled out several bottles from his storage pouch to protect Bai Mu Mu’s heart meridian. His lowered eyes were full of mixed feelings.

Elders from the Medicine Pavilion arrived one after another. Seeing how urgent it was, they rushed Bai Mu Mu back to the Medicine Pavilion for treatment.

After Bai Mu Mu was taken away, Shen Sang Ruo naturally became the focus of every gaze on the scene.

Shen Sang Ruo seemed to think the scene was still not chaotic enough, or that Shen Dao Chen and Master Ling Xiao were not angry enough, and she spoke: “Why are you all looking at me like that? The strength trial is over. I won.”

She turned to Shen Dao Chen and smiled: “Senior Uncle, you should announce that the Young Sect Master seat belongs to me.”

At these words, Shen Dao Chen’s chest rose and fell wildly, his face twisted with rage. She could still laugh?

He shouted: “Unfilial girl, how could you strike your Little Sister so hard? How could you stop at nothing for the Young Sect Master seat?”

Thinking of Bai Mu Mu covered in wounds and fainted, Shen Dao Chen’s heart trembled. Seeing Shen Sang Ruo looking so carefree only fueled his anger.

He roared: “Your Little Sister’s life is uncertain, and you care only about the Young Sect Master seat. How did I raise such a cold and heartless daughter?”

Master Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes and said, staring at Shen Sang Ruo: “If you only wanted the Young Sect Master seat, you could have stopped the first time you knocked Mu Mu down. Someone must hate her deeply and used this chance to get even.”

[About time. He finally guessed right. I did take revenge on purpose.]

For a while, the Flying Cloud Sect disciples whispered to each other, all talking about how vicious she was and how unforgivable. It was like another round of public scolding aimed at her.

Shen Dao Chen ground his teeth and pressed his fury down on her: “Unfilial girl, you maliciously injured your Little Sister. Do you admit your guilt?”

Shen Sang Ruo only smiled lightly, as if she did not notice his anger, and said: “Senior Uncle, that makes no sense. On the stage it is life or death. How is there ‘malicious injury’?”

She added: “I remember the rules for the Young Sect Master strength trial say only to do your best to win. There were no other rules.”

She said, calm as ever: “Junior Sister Bai did not yield on the stage. Should I not keep fighting?”

She tilted her head and asked: “By your words, wouldn’t every disciple who gets hurt in a match be able to accuse the other of a ‘malicious injury’?”

Her cool questions were all reasonable.

Everything she did was within the rules.

Disciples of the Flying Cloud Sect often got hurt in matches. In the survival focused cultivation world, who does not get hurt?

Her words choked both Shen Dao Chen and Master Ling Xiao, and even the noisy disciples fell silent.

It did sound right.

The reason was sound, yet they still felt Shen Sang Ruo should not have struck Bai Mu Mu that hard.

While Shen Dao Chen was still searching for a way to argue back, she spoke again and even threw the problem back at him and Master Ling Xiao, pointing out their faults.

She asked: “I have not yet asked why, before the match was over, you two stepped in to interfere. What rule is that?”

She added: “Can the Sect Master and a Peak Master ignore the sect’s rules?”

At Bai Mu Mu’s last birthday, Shen Dao Chen had already tasted Shen Sang Ruo’s “power of words.” This time, her tight logic blocked him again. When had she become so sharp tongued?

She said plainly: “I won the strength trial. Senior Uncle, you should also give me the right to choose a treasure from the Treasure Pavilion.”