Chu Ze breathed a sigh of relief as he saw his daughter perfectly neutralize Su Xianrou's first attack.
The bell in his daughter's hand could be considered a divine artifact, capable of reflecting an opponent's spiritual energy attack back at them, giving her a fifty percent chance of victory.
No wonder his daughter dared to challenge Su Xianrou to a death match.
Bei Chenfeng observed Chu Ze's actions and expressions, a flash of surprise in his eyes. All the magical artifacts Weiwei held were likely not gifts from Chu Ze.
He mused that Weiwei had stayed at the Xuanxin Sect for fifteen years and had been expelled for less than three months. There must have been some extraordinary encounter during this time.
"Now, it's my turn." Chu Lingwei, having used the bell to deflect Su Xianrou's attack, raised the Ice Jade Cold Rain Sword and flew forward. The Profound Heaven Burning Fire descended from the sky, aimed directly at Su Xianrou's forehead.
Having just dodged her own spiritual energy attack and not yet recovered, Su Xianrou felt a powerful surge of spiritual energy charging at her.
Su Xianrou was shocked. This was by no means the strength of someone in the Spiritual Wheel realm.
"So strong!"
"What kind of technique is this?"
Was this truly the Spiritual Wheel realm?
The onlookers, staring at Chu Lingwei's sword momentum, were all stunned.
The spiritual energy was clearly at the Spiritual Wheel realm, yet it could unleash the power of the Heaven Merging realm.
The Profound Heaven Burning Fire could challenge opponents of a higher cultivation level. Chu Lingwei seized the opportunity while Su Xianrou was still recovering to launch her assault.
Su Xianrou could never have imagined that she would be defeated by someone in the Spiritual Wheel realm after only managing to launch one move.
"Heh, even the peak master of Qingxin Peak back then couldn't achieve this."
Su Xianrou was heavily slammed to the ground. Chu Lingwei then launched a barrage of array talismans, pressing them down upon Su Xianrou. Su Xianrou, who was already struggling to get up, was once again sent sprawling to the ground in a sorry state.
"Chu Lingwei!"
As spiritual energy rained down upon her, Su Xianrou could only endure it.
Chu Lingwei was clearly seeking revenge.
"Su Xianrou, I never expected you to be so weak?" Chu Lingwei's sword descended upon Su Xianrou like rain, and upon contact, it transformed into streams of spiritual energy, deeply piercing into Su Xianrou's body.
Blood sprayed from her entire body.
The array formations on her body abruptly vanished, and Su Xianrou leaped up, lunging at Chu Lingwei.
A smile curved Chu Lingwei's lips. Her sword transformed into a phantom, engaging Su Xianrou in combat.
Su Xianrou employed the Xuanxin Sect sword techniques, the Jade Purity Divine Sword, with each strike spiritualized and each cut damaging to the spirit.
The Profound Heaven Burning Fire, like water and fire, had both tangible and intangible strikes. In less than two exchanges, Su Xianrou's sword was knocked to Chu Chang's feet.
The sword hit the ground with a "thud," shattering the last vestiges of the Xuanxin Sect's dignity.
Chu Lingwei's sword qi formed a giant palm, which struck Su Xianrou's face with great force.
"Chu Lingwei, kill me if you dare."
Su Xianrou had never regretted not killing Chu Lingwei sooner as much as she did now.
"Very well, since you wish it, I shall grant your wish."
Chu Lingwei approached Su Xianrou step by step, her sword pointed directly at Su Xianrou's forehead. A slight exertion of force would be enough to destroy her divine soul.
"Su Xianrou, do you know that no one from your Xuanxin Sect can ever enter this place?"
Chu Lingwei suddenly spoke, naturally including her ancestor.
Su Xianrou's eyes widened, filled with terror. They actually knew that someone had taken Xi Yin away.
"Chu Lingwei, I will kill you."
Xi Yin was the person closest to her in this world, and she would clear all obstacles for her.
Her daughter was Su Xianrou's inverse scale; she would spare no one who dared to harm her daughter.
Chu Lingwei swiftly retreated, her spiritual energy streams deflecting Su Xianrou's final resistance.
"Chu Lingwei, today will be your day of death."
Hatred and despair erupted from Su Xianrou's eyes. She knew that after today, she would be a sinner of the Xuanxin Sect and a laughingstock of the Profound Heaven Continent.
Rather than that, she would pave a path to heaven for her daughter.
"What is she doing?"
Chu Ze, who had been intently watching the situation on the arena, suddenly stood up, a sense of dread washing over him. "She's going to perish together."
"Sect Master Chu, there's no need to worry. We should trust Weiwei."
Bei Chenfeng consoled him softly. On the stage, Chu Lingwei showed no fear.
Chu Lingwei had been waiting for Su Xianrou to erupt. Her words were intended to provoke Su Xianrou into fighting her with all her might.
In this battle, she not only wanted to defeat Su Xianrou but to do so honorably.
"Heh, so easily provoked?"
Chu Lingwei dodged swiftly. Before Su Xianrou could self-detonate her lifebound magical artifact, spatial power transformed into spiritual energy, trapping her artifact.
With a "boom," the entire arena erupted in a deafening explosion, accompanied by smoke, causing those below the stage to hold their breath.
"Chu Lingwei, how did you do it?"
Su Xianrou lay on the arena, covered in wounds, devoid of any strength, filled with endless unwillingness.
She could not believe that Chu Lingwei had become so powerful in just three months.
"It's all thanks to you. Otherwise, how could I have avenged myself?" Chu Lingwei clutched her chest, her body covered in blood. The difference was, she was standing, while Su Xianrou was lying down.
"Su Xianrou, from now on, you will live well. Otherwise, I will be the first to go after your daughter and inflict ten times the pain you caused me upon her."
Su Xianrou's eyes widened. Her spiritual meridians were already destroyed; she was a cripple.
Chu Lingwei's actions were clearly intended to torture her.
For her daughter's sake, she dared not die.
"Master, Father, I won."
After speaking, Chu Lingwei turned to Bei Chenfeng and Chu Ze.
Leng Xingzhi leaped onto the stage and took out a pill, feeding it to Chu Lingwei. In a voice only audible to them, he said, "From now on, do not put yourself in such danger."
Chu Lingwei was taken aback for a moment. She looked up and saw her senior brother's gaze towards her, as gentle as ever.
His slightly stern admonishment felt like an illusion.
Chu Ze smiled and stood up, his body trembling as he approached Chu Lingwei. "Lingwei, Father is proud of you."
"Father, I will personally seek retribution for our father-daughter feud from now on."
Chu Lingwei said this while staring in the direction of the Xuanxin Sect, her eyes fixed on Chu Chang.
"I will personally settle our grievances."
"Good. Father believes that Weiwei will surely achieve it."
Chu Ze felt a sense of his daughter having grown up. His heart was both comforted and without regret, for he had missed a long period of his daughter's life.
Chu Lingwei turned her head and looked towards the Xuanxin Sect. "Today, I, Chu Lingwei, swear here that five years from now, I, Chu Lingwei, will definitely reclaim all that belongs to my father from the Xuanxin Sect and Chu Chang."
Chu Chang and his entourage looked at the blood-soaked young woman standing resolutely on the arena and suddenly had a bad premonition.
Chu Lingwei was certainly not joking.
"Let's go," Bei Chenfeng stood up. "We'll come back in five years. They won't dare to escape."
Chu Chang and his entourage were speechless. Threatening them again!