The Cultivation Master’s Blackened Disciple (55)
This was his first time seeing Bai Weiwei pay special attention to a man.
Was it because that man was at Immortal Ascension stage?
The dagger in his pocket began to quiver, issuing an ominous light.
Ning Yishu slowly pressed his hand against the dagger, gripping it tightly. The blade dug into his palm, and blood gushed out.
All of it was absorbed by the dagger.
But he didn’t feel any pain.
Bai Weiwei exchanged conventional greetings with Yu Chen for a while, and the health bar above her head slowly rose to become ninety percent full.
In his heart, she had become that ruthless and poisonous woman that she had been from the beginning.
Bai Weiwei’s smiling expression stiffened, and she sent Yu Chen away.
Then, with a wave of her hand, she announced the start of the marriage tournament.
Those who were taking part in the tournament queued up to grab a number slip. One by one, they went up to exchange blows.
When Yu Chen elegantly stepped up to the platform, he gracefully fanned himself. “Everyone come all at once. I’m in a hurry to marry Weiwei meimei.”
Late stage Immortal Ascension stage–it was practically an announcement that he was unbeatable.
Most people who came were at Nascent Soul stage. In the world of cultivation, many of them wouldn’t reach Immortal Ascension stage.
So under normal circumstances, if you had intelligence, you would definitely not come up to fight.
But for some reason, when they looked up at Bai Weiwei.
They felt as though they were looking at an especially fine jade. If they didn’t fight, it would be their loss.
So several male cultivators at the late Nascent Soul stage took out their best magic weapons and jumped onto the platform, one after another.
Bai Weiwei stood high up, listening to that strange background music, looking like she wanted to die but was unable to.
Suddenly, Ning Yishu gently took her hand.
Bai Weiwei had been pretending to be vicious for too long. Her hand reflexively shook him off, her eyes becoming icy. “What are you doing?”
Ning Yishu’s fingers halted in midair. He asked softly, “Shifu, may I go on stage to try?”
Bai Weiwei smiled coldly. “You, a Foundation Establishment waste. Are you looking to die?”
Ning Yishu suddenly smiled. The normally tranquil and stoic eyes instantly glowed with a strange shine.
For a moment, even his momentum changed.
He still spoke in an unhurried manner. “For shifu, one does not fear death.”
Bai Weiwei seemed to just return to her senses. She gave him an apathetic look.
“Since you want to die, then go.”
With that, she kicked him down.
Ning Yishu didn’t resist. The last bit of hesitation in his eyes completely vanished.
If she had thought about it momentarily, he had had the intention to quietly accompany her.
But now he completely crushed the idea in his heart. The man she wanted would never be this kind of waste.
Bai Weiwei’s character setting meter became completely full.
At last, her vicious personality had become deeply rooted in Ning Yishu’s heart.
Yu Chen very easily dealt with most of the suitors.
He waved his magic fan with a calm smile.
Suddenly, a person’s figure fell from above and landed on the ground.
Yu Chen’s first impression was that it seemed to be Bai Weiwei’s waste disciple who had just recently reached Foundation Establishment stage.
This kind of waste should have been disposed of long ago, yet Bai Weiwei still kept it.
The joke of him having a single spiritual root but being unable to cultivate had long been spread throughout the cultivation world.
With a wave of Yu Chen’s hand, a terrible and swift assault rushed at the prostrate Ning Yishu.
An Immortal Ascension stage and a Foundation Establishment stage.
The difference between the two was greater than the distance between heaven and earth.
Yu Chen knew that his strike would not miss, and Ning Yishu would undoubtedly die.
And Ning Yishu also waited. He motionlessly gazed up at Bai Weiwei, and saw the cold indifference in her eyes.
When the attack connected, he suddenly laughed, mocking himself.