Chapter 192

Chapter 192: Shen Sang Ruo Wins in a Simple, Rough Way

In Shen Sang Ruo’s eyes, fighting Luo Chu was not even half as hard as fighting Mei Mei.

She wanted to finish early, go back to rest, and prepare for tomorrow’s team match.

The team match was different from all these other matches. A hard fight was still ahead.

Luo Chu understood that too.

But he was not willing to accept it. He hated that she should have been a person of the Flying Cloud Sect, yet now stood against him and fought for another small sect.

Maybe his strength could not beat hers, but he still had other methods.

So when he stepped onto the stage, the first thing he said to her was: “Shen Sang Ruo, are you really going to fight me for that Ninghua Sect?”

This was the first time they had spoken face to face since she left the Flying Cloud Sect.

They used to spend time together almost every day, but now even a short talk felt like a luxury.

Luo Chu felt awful inside. Still, he comforted himself: [I will change her with love.]

He tried to tempt her back as he said, soft and warm: “If you give up now, there’s still a chance to turn back. We’re all waiting for you at the Flying Cloud Sect.”

Shen Sang Ruo looked at him with surprise and asked, cool and direct: “So you’re telling me to throw the match to you on purpose?”

She had never seen someone so shameless.

He nodded like it was natural as he said: “Yes. The points between Ninghua Sect and Flying Cloud Sect are so close. If you give up on your own, Sect Master Shen will remember your kindness and take you back as his daughter.”

A sharp disgust flashed across her face. She thought, [Is being Shen Dao Chen’s daughter supposed to be a blessing?]

Luo Chu kept talking, as if he were doing her a favor, as he said: “Then the others in the Flying Cloud Sect will also have fewer complaints about you. They’ll welcome you back.”

He added with an eager smile as he said: “We already know the one who used tricks to fight for our attention was Bai Mu Mu, so we’ve started to keep our distance from her.”

He lifted his chin a little, acting generous, as he said: “And about that time you didn’t want to take the blame for me, I can barely forgive you now. You just need to help me pay back part of the Spirit Stones.”

Years had passed, and he still had not paid off that debt of Spirit Stones.

Shen Sang Ruo listened to his patronizing tone. It was like he was saying that he had promised to be her enemy before, but now he was lowering himself to give her a way out. If she did not accept it, then she was the one at fault.

She sneered and asked: “Luo Chu, did Feng He Yun pour you wine until you got drunk and foolish?”

Why did he think she would ever want to go back?

Luo Chu did not seem to hear the mockery. He even sounded like he was complaining as he said: “Stop bringing up Senior Brother.”

He sighed about their strongest senior as he said: “After Senior Brother lost his match, he changed like a different person. He’s so down he will not answer anyone.”

Shen Sang Ruo raised an eyebrow. She had not expected that. It seemed Ye Huai’s strike hit him hard.

Luo Chu pressed on like he still had hope as he said: “Come talk to him. Maybe if he sees you return, he’ll get better.”

She cut him off without mercy as she said: “I told you long ago, your business has nothing to do with me. Even if he dies, even if all of you die, it has nothing to do with me.”

Her words were poison.

Luo Chu’s eyes went wide. Anger filled his face, and with that look, he would usually start a flood of blame and scolding.

But things were not like before. Shen Sang Ruo no longer had the patience to listen.

He had only said a few words, starting with “How can you…”, when the rest died in the air.

She answered first, voice cold as ice, as she said: “Why can I not?”

She had long thought that those people from the Flying Cloud Sect were like haunting flies that would not leave her alone. [Buzzing in my ear again and again.]

So she did what you do to flies: she used a flyswatter.

The Luan Feather Fan in her hand sent out a strong wind and slapped the unguarded Luo Chu so hard his face twisted to the side.

He had not expected her to attack after hearing his speech, and he had not expected her to attack while he was still talking.

Flying through the air, he still wore a look of disbelief as he cried: “Wh… y…”

With one swing of the fan, the match was decided. What else was there to say?

The cultivators watching only saw the two of them talking on the stage. Then, while they were still talking, Luo Chu suddenly flew away.

Everyone froze. It all happened so fast that people looked at one another in shock.

From start to finish, the final lasted only two or three minutes. It was likely the shortest personal finals in history.

Shen Sang Ruo won in a way that was simple and rough, with no fancy moves at all. It was plain and direct.

Before the crowd could react, she had already stepped off the stage and left, not taking a single cloud with her.

Of course, she did not spare the thrown Luo Chu even one extra glance.

Shen Dao Chen’s face turned black with anger. He did not like what she had done.

Even if she wanted to win, she should not have won like that. She should have at least traded a few rounds with Luo Chu.

Otherwise, where did that leave the face of the Flying Cloud Sect?

He thought, [She has been away so long she has forgotten her own name.]

The Spirit Voice Transmission rang out with the official result as it said: “Group Three, Ninghua Sect’s Shen Sang Ruo, victory!”

With that broadcast, the three-day personal matches for disciples finally ended.

First and second place were split between the Ninghua Sect and the Flying Cloud Sect.

But in the finals, Ninghua Sect got two wins and one loss, pressing Flying Cloud Sect down by a head.

You had to remember, Flying Cloud Sect had held the top spot for hundreds of years.

In the disciple personal matches, they were beaten by Ninghua Sect, a sect joining the Sect Grand Tournament for the first time.

And the Ninghua Sect’s Young Sect Master, Shen Sang Ruo, used to be the adopted daughter of the Flying Cloud Sect Master, Shen Dao Chen. That old tie pushed talk and gossip to the peak.

In just a few days, the name Ninghua Sect rang through the whole Cultivation World.

Both sects now had fifty points, so the team match would be especially important.

Many people whispered in the stands as they said: “I did not expect Ninghua Sect to do this well.”

Others sighed with some worry as they said: “It’s a pity the team match will be hard. If Ninghua Sect had a few more people, they might really beat the Flying Cloud Sect.”

It was not that they looked down on Ninghua Sect. They had already been humbled by Ninghua’s strength.

But the team match rules were very bad for them.

This time the rules were much like before. Each sect could send at most fifteen people. The Young Heir would lead them into the Secret Realm to search for rare treasures.

Different treasures gave different points. Each person started with one hundred points. The Young Heir started with two hundred.

You could also steal points. Everyone wore a Score Token at the waist. If your token broke, you were out, and your points went to the one who defeated you.

The final ranking would be by total points. The team match used the same scoring system as the first two sections, but the rewards doubled. First place would get thirty points, and so on.

Since the initial points came from headcount, Ninghua Sect started a thousand points behind the big sects before they even entered the field.